The CEO's "bizarre allergen"
Two days after the projector incident, Yu Jinli's 80,000 yuan "work injury compensation" was successfully deposited into his account.
Holding her phone, staring at the long string of zeros, she beamed like a child. This huge sum of money instantly brought immense comfort to her heart, which had been empty due to the depletion of her luck. Indeed, money is the best medicine; if it doesn't work, it's simply because there isn't enough money.
The price she paid was that her reputation within the company was completely ruined.
Now, everyone in the company, from the receptionist to the senior executives, believes she's a spoiled and arrogant "femme fatale" who has the president completely infatuated with her. They look at her with more curiosity than they would at a nationally protected animal.
Yu Jinli readily accepted this.
So be it, she's a wicked concubine, at least she's a wealthy one.
That afternoon, she was sitting at her workstation, openly browsing shopping websites and freely choosing side dishes for her upcoming "three-in-one braised pork trotter rice" when Assistant Wang walked over.
"Ms. Yu, there is a charity gala tonight, and Mr. Feng needs your accompaniment."
Yu Jinli didn't even look up: "Business trip? Is there a stipend?"
Assistant Wang's lips twitched, looking as if he wanted to slap the woman in front of him, but he still maintained a professional smile: "President Feng said it's within your service scope." He paused, lowered his voice, and added in an extremely serious tone, "President Feng might have an 'allergic reaction' tonight, and needs your presence."
"An allergy?" Yu Jinli was stunned. "Isn't he a jinx? What could possibly cause him to be allergic? Is he allergic to humans?"
Assistant Wang's expression became somewhat indescribable: "More or less. President Feng is allergic to one thing—dense goodwill."
Yu Jinli: "?"
Are allergies becoming so Versailles-like these days?
Assistant Wang sighed and explained, "If too many people express goodwill towards him in a short period of time, such as through group toasts and rounds of blessings, his misfortune will act like an enraged beast, indiscriminately attacking its surroundings. Charity dinners are where this kind of 'goodwill' is most concentrated. Therefore..."
Yu Jinli understood.
So her mission tonight isn't to be a decorative figurehead, but to be a "lightning rod," or rather, a "negative reviewer." Her presence will neutralize the overly enthusiastic goodwill, thereby protecting the safety of the boss and the innocent people around him.
"Understood." Yu Jinli perked up instantly; this was a job she excelled at! She rubbed her hands together eagerly. "I can take the job, but it's a high-difficulty psychological counseling + crisis public relations task, so I'll have to pay extra."
Assistant Wang: "President Feng said that for every person you 'persuaded' to leave the room to toast tonight, you will receive a commission based on the number of people toasted."
"make a deal!"
...
The banquet was held at the most luxurious hotel in Yuncheng, where the banquet hall was brightly lit and filled with celebrities.
Yu Jinli, dressed in a starry blue evening gown, linked arms with Feng Jinxuan, feeling like a gladiator about to go into battle. Feng Jinxuan remained as cold and aloof as ever, but Yu Jinli could sense that his arm around her was slightly stiff.
It seems the boss has entered "allergy alert" mode.
Sure enough, as soon as they entered, a bloated real estate tycoon with a wine glass in hand greeted them enthusiastically.
"Mr. Feng! It's been a long time! You look much better than the last time we met! Let me toast you, wishing you good health and all the best!"
Here it comes! The first wave of "friendly attacks"!
Yu Jinli could clearly see that, along with the tycoon's enthusiastic blessing, a pale pink aura of "good fortune" was drifting towards Feng Jinxuan. Meanwhile, the black mist surrounding Feng Jinxuan, as if provoked, began to churn restlessly. The edge of a rug not far from his feet started to curl up slightly, almost unnaturally.
Just as Feng Jinxuan was about to refuse coldly, Yu Jinli stepped forward first, smiling as she went to greet him.
She said to the tycoon in a naive yet slightly reproachful tone, "Mr. Zhang, please don't wish him all the best."
Mr. Zhang was taken aback: "Huh? Why?"
Yu Jinli sighed, feigning sorrow, and leaned against Feng Jinxuan, her voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for the people around to hear: "You don't know, my Jinxuan is just destined to be a workaholic. If you wish him all the best, he really has nothing to do. When he has nothing to do, he gets restless, and when he gets restless, he starts to bother me. Look at these dark circles under my eyes, it's all because of him. If you really care about me, you should wish him to be busy with countless affairs, so busy that he doesn't even have time to come home, then I'll have a lot more peace and quiet!"
Her words were charming and playful, sounding like she was both being coquettish and complaining.
Those around were stunned for a moment, then burst into good-natured laughter. No one expected that the rumored cold and ruthless CEO Feng was actually such a "clingy person" in private.
General Manager Zhang laughed heartily, "So that's how it is! It was my fault, it was my fault! Then I wish General Manager Feng a prosperous business, abundant wealth, and endless busyness!"
The pink "good fortune" was instantly diluted by this "curse"-like blessing. The carpet at Feng Jinxuan's feet miraculously returned to its smooth state.
Feng Jinxuan looked down at the girl in his arms, who was smiling sweetly and talking nonsense with a straight face, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
He reached out and pinched her cheek with feigned helplessness, his tone tinged with affection: "Naughty."
From an angle unseen by others, Yu Jinli winked at him and silently mouthed two words: commission.
Next, Yu Jinli completely let loose and let herself go.
When asked to congratulate her on her "newlywed life," she said, "Oh, don't even mention it. Before marriage, I was like an iceberg, and after marriage, I'm like a volcano. I'm in constant turmoil, and I've even lost weight."
When people came to wish her a "happy baby," she said, "Please, please don't! I still want to enjoy a few more years of our life as a couple! I haven't even gotten to the point of taking care of our first child yet, and if another one comes along, I can't handle it!"
She used the most Versailles-like and most "reverse" method to turn all the blessings into sweet complaints, shaping Feng Jinxuan into a perfect domineering CEO who is "deeply in love but also extremely difficult to please."
All those originally innocent "good intentions" were turned into gossip and envy about their "fairy-tale love," no longer posing a threat to Feng Jinxuan.
Feng Jinxuan was happy to have some peace and quiet, only occasionally showing a helpless expression of "I can't do anything about her," while in his heart he gave his little koi's acting skills a perfect score.
Assistant Wang followed behind, his notebook already filled with a long list of commissions. He looked at Yu Jinli with admiration in his eyes.
Just as they were about to retire and rest in a corner, a gentle voice sounded behind them.
"Jin Xuan, you've come."
Feng Jinxuan's body stiffened instantly. Yu Jinli could clearly feel that the black mist around him was churning more violently than ever before.
The visitor was none other than Feng Jinhong.
“Cousin.” Feng Jinxuan’s voice was eight degrees colder than before.
"This must be your wife, brother? You two are a match made in heaven." Feng Jinhong's smile was perfect, as if measured with a ruler. He raised his glass, his tone sincere and touching, "Jinxuan, it's been so long since we brothers have seen each other. Seeing you find your perfect match today, I'm truly happy for you. This glass is a toast to your eternal love and a long and happy life together!"
These words were like a “well-intentioned” nuclear bomb!
Yu Jinli watched helplessly as an unprecedented, almost tangible pink aura of fortune surged toward Feng Jinxuan like a tsunami!
But at the same time, what made her scalp tingle even more was that the black jade thumb ring that Feng Jinhong wore on his thumb actually flashed a barely perceptible black light under the light.
A solid black line, thinner than a hair, shot out silently from the ring, mixed with "goodwill," heading straight for Feng Jinxuan!
Double attack!
She could even hear the huge crystal chandelier above her making a faint, strained creaking sound.
Feng Jinxuan's face also turned pale instantly.
Just as that enormous energy was about to touch him, he almost instinctively turned around and completely shielded the stunned Yu Jinli in his arms, using his back to withstand the invisible impact!
Yu Jinli's cheek slammed heavily against his hard, warm chest. Her nose was filled with the crisp scent of cedar foliage emanating from him, and she could hear the sudden, rapid beating of his heart.
In her vision, the pink aura of goodwill seemed to crash into an invisible wall, exploding behind him and creating a turbulent flow of energy. The crystal chandelier above them swayed violently, emitting a series of teeth-grinding sounds.
"Jin Xuan!" Feng Jin Hong exclaimed in surprise.
The crisis is not over yet! That black line is still there!
Yu Jinli's mind went blank, with only one thought: He stood in front of me! He shielded me with his own body!
In a flash, she lifted her head from his embrace, grabbed his collar, and then, standing on tiptoe, kissed him hard on the lips with lightning speed!
Soft and warm.
The entire room fell silent.
Feng Jinxuan was completely stunned, feeling the sudden touch on his lips, his mind went blank.
Yu Jinli's unexpected and intense "expression of love" was like a golden lightning bolt, instantly cleaving apart the out-of-control good fortune and that sinister black line.
That immense energy seemed to have found an outlet, no longer attacking the surrounding environment, but instead transforming into even stronger blessings and cheers for the "loving couple."
The crystal chandelier overhead miraculously stopped swaying.
The crisis is over.
Yu Jinli then realized what she had done, and her cheeks instantly turned bright red. She quickly let go of him and backed away nonchalantly, but he instinctively grabbed her wrist.
He looked down at the girl in his arms, her eyes filled with panic, yet she was still trying to wink at him.
His gaze became more complex than ever before.
There was shock, helplessness, and a feeling of being taken advantage of, but more than anything, there was an emotion called "dependence" that even he himself was unaware of.
He slowly raised his eyes and looked at his cousin. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were as cold as the Siberian chill.
He spoke in a voice that wasn't loud, but loud enough for everyone around him to hear clearly, word by word:
"Cousin, you seem to be having a lot of bad luck lately too."
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