The CEO's Reverse Feeding
The next morning, Yu Jinli was awakened by a series of low, rhythmic knocks on the door.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes and opened the door, only to be so shocked by the sight before her that she took a step back.
Assistant Wang was leading several workers, like industrious worker ants, carrying various pieces of equipment that she couldn't understand into the empty room next door.
The instruments had sleek lines, a cold metallic sheen, and a futuristic, high-tech feel, making them look incredibly valuable.
"Assistant Wang, what's going on here...?" Yu Jinli looked bewildered. "The boss is opening a gym?"
"Good morning, Ms. Yu." Assistant Wang adjusted his glasses and handed her a printed training plan. "This is a 'Job Skills Enhancement' course tailored for you by President Feng, and it officially takes effect today."
Yu Jinli took the paper and looked down at it.
[President's Special Assistant Physical Fitness Enhancement Training Program]
Monday: Two hours of aerobic endurance training, followed by a 10-kilometer run.
Tuesday: Two hours of strength training, focusing on upper body strength.
Wednesday: Introduction to Mixed Martial Arts...
Thursday:……
Yu Jinli's eye twitched violently.
She looked up at Assistant Wang with the eyes of someone looking at an alien.
Are you sure this is for me?
“Yes.” Assistant Wang’s expression was flat, even showing a hint of sympathy. “President Feng said that the assistant’s physical condition is directly related to the president’s personal safety. The incident at the construction site made him realize your shortcomings in physical fitness.”
Yu Jinli: "..."
He could have simply asked her to become a superhero, punching monsters and kicking villains, but instead, he thoughtfully bought her fitness equipment, only asking that she improve her physical fitness.
He really did, and she cried to death.
Yesterday they risked their lives to save the emperor, and today they're already taking precautions and filling in the gaps.
Feng Jinxuan, capitalists are proud of you!
She took a deep breath, trying to make a last-ditch effort to fight for her rights: "Assistant Wang, you see, I'm a cultured person who makes a living with my brain, a beautiful young woman who has nothing but cuteness. Doesn't this kind of rough work involving fighting and killing not fit my image?"
Assistant Wang relayed the boss's exact words with a blank expression: "President Feng said that if he ever falls down, you need to be strong enough to carry him."
To have such a boss who values him so much, Yu Jinli, the chosen employee, is speechless with gratitude and a sense of relief that he didn't do enough good deeds in his past life.
Looking at the room that had been transformed into a professional gym in just a few hours, she internally raged: I'm just someone who sells luck, not lives! Is this evil capitalist trying to mold me into a well-rounded, all-around warrior?
Ultimately, under the pressure of money and power, Yu Jinli succumbed.
She changed into the full set of top-of-the-line sportswear prepared by Assistant Wang, made her own plans, and resolutely walked into the gym that exuded an atmosphere of "sweat and pain".
For the next few days, Yu Jinli lived a life of misery.
Every morning, she would sweat profusely on that expensive treadmill. As someone once said, one of your soul and body must always be on the treadmill, and she did it, and she was proud of herself.
In the afternoon, he would follow video tutorials to learn various fighting techniques that looked very painful.
Feng Jinxuan, the instigator, acted like a cold-blooded overseer.
He would often use the excuse of needing a quiet environment to handle official business to sit on a sofa in the corner of the gym with his laptop.
He seemed to be focused on his work, but Yu Jinli always felt that a sharp gaze, like a searchlight, was sweeping over him from time to time.
Whenever she was so tired that she wanted to slack off and slow down the treadmill, that gaze would be fixed on her, making her instantly jolted and forcing her to grit her teeth and keep going.
That day, Yu Jinli had just finished his inhumane combat training, leaving him completely disoriented.
She collapsed on the yoga mat, feeling like a dehydrated salted fish, too weak to even move a finger.
She looked at the magnificent crystal chandelier on the ceiling and began to contemplate life.
Is it really worth making yourself so miserable for a mere 200,000 yuan a month?
Well... when you think about it, it's still worth it.
After all, that's two hundred thousand!
As she was mentally preparing herself, Feng Jinxuan put down his computer and walked towards her.
He knelt down beside her and handed her a bottle of water and a clean towel.
"Do you still have the strength to speak?" he asked, his tone devoid of emotion.
"Boss... I'm applying for... work injury compensation..." Yu Jinli said weakly.
Feng Jinxuan ignored her banter.
He reached out, seemingly wanting to wipe the sweat from her face, but froze halfway through.
In the end, he simply placed the towel on her head, his movements somewhat clumsy.
"Get up, take a shower, and get ready for dinner."
As he put down the towel, his fingertips inadvertently brushed against her forehead.
The warm, calloused touch felt like a faint electric current, instantly freezing Yu Jinli's body.
She stared at him blankly.
The man had already stood up, reverting to his aloof demeanor, leaving her with only his cold and distant back.
But she wondered if it was just her imagination, because she thought she saw that the base of his ears was turning a little red again.
Dinner was exceptionally lavish.
The long dining table was filled with all sorts of delicious-looking food that looked like it was bursting with calories.
Yu Jinli channeled her grief and anger into her appetite, and devoured three bowls of rice by herself.
After finishing her meal, she took a walk in the garden to digest her food, her round belly protruding.
Feng Jinxuan followed, and the two walked slowly in the moonlight, one in front of the other and three steps apart.
The garden was quiet, with the chirping of insects, the rustling of leaves in the wind, and the heartbeats of two people.
The atmosphere was somewhat subtle.
"How did you feel about today's training?" Feng Jinxuan suddenly asked.
"I feel like I could go to the Olympics anytime," Yu Jinli replied listlessly.
Feng Jinxuan paused in his steps.
He turned around and looked at her, the moonlight casting a gentle, fragmented glow in his deep eyes.
"Yu Jinli," he called her by her full name.
"ah?"
"Take good care of yourself."
His voice was very low, as if he were talking to himself, or perhaps to her.
"It's dangerous to be around me."
The wind is a bit noisy tonight.
Yu Jinli's heart skipped a beat, much to her dismay.
She looked at the man in front of her. His face no longer held its usual coldness and teasingness, but instead held a heavy, complex emotion that she couldn't quite understand.
She suddenly realized that this man might not be as powerful or invincible as he appeared.
Before she could process this sudden warmth, Feng Jinxuan had already reverted to his usual irritating demeanor.
He looked her up and down, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"After all, if something happens to you, my 100 million yuan insurance premium will go down the drain."
Yu Jinli: "..."
She knew it!
She shouldn't have had any unrealistic illusions about this wicked capitalist!
She turned around angrily and strode away, not wanting to talk to him anymore.
Watching her huffing and puffing back, Feng Jinxuan finally couldn't help but reveal a genuine, gentle smile in his eyes.
He quickly followed her and walked alongside her.
This time, the distance between the two was no longer three steps, but one step.
Under the moonlight, their shadows stretched long and intertwined quietly.
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