Chapter 63 Chapter 63 I don't want to go to work
There were lightning and thunder outside the house. Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the world in the rain.
As the strong light flickered in the sky, the light in the house became brighter and dimmer accordingly. Song Youning was sleeping soundly in bed without noticing anything, breathing steadily and deeply.
Half of Ji Siyun's face was hidden in the darkness, his expression was obscure, and he had a strong sense of aggression around him.
His black eyes stared at Song Youning like a wild beast locking onto its prey. She was sleeping soundly and looked very well-behaved. Her fair face was faintly pink, and her cherry-pink lips were as delicate as petals.
She looked so slender and fragile that he could hold both her wrists with one hand, making her unable to move.
A sinister excitement surfaced in his deep eyes, and the dark side kept clamoring in his mind.
Lock her up! Keep her under your thumb!
Just like now, destroy everything she has, let her fall from the altar, helpless and can only rely on you to survive.
This way she won't leave you!
Ji Siyun's eyes were filled with a morbid obsession with her. His cold fingertips gently rubbed her soft lips until those two cherry pink lips became bright and tempting.
"Miss, how can you kiss someone else?"
He leaned down, his cold lips pressed against her bright red lips, and after a gentle touch, he reluctantly let go of those two soft lips.
Her peaceful sleeping face was so close to him. Ji Siyun closed his eyes and took a greedy deep breath. Her unique fragrance filled his mouth and nose.
When he opened his eyes again, his gaze on her face was crazy and obsessed. His beautiful lips curled upwards, and his voice was hoarse as he slowly said, "You are mine."
"Here, you belong only to me."
The young man's gloomy brows revealed a bit of weirdness. He stared at Song Youning closely, the madness in his eyes was as strong as substance. He said word by word: "Miss, don't even think about leaving me."
"You can't escape."
Song Youning, who was sleeping soundly, was unaware of such a terrifying sight. He seemed to be having a sweet dream with a faint smile on his face.
Ji Siyun gently stroked her cheek, his expression sinister, completely contrary to his actions.
No one in this world could try to take her away from him—not even her parents.
It was a foregone conclusion that Song Youning would join the group for training. As soon as her beach vacation was over, she was quickly assigned to the technology company under Ji Siyun as vice president, mainly responsible for marketing.
Song's father's intention was obvious, but Song Youning did not appreciate it. Since the first day she joined the company, she had never worked seriously for a single day. Not only did she not perform well in front of the shareholders, but she also completely confirmed her image as a stupid rich second-generation, which made Song's father very angry.
"Mr. Song, this is the information of Yongming Company..."
Liu Lang knocked on Song Youning's office door and came in, holding a stack of documents in his hands.
Song Youning was lying comfortably in her office chair. When she heard him come in, she casually raised her left hand with open palm and shook it towards him.
"Look for yourself. I'm busy and don't have time."
She didn't even lift her eyelids when she said this, staring at the screen of the mobile phone in her right hand, sliding her thumb downwards.
The person who said he was busy was not doing any real work at all. He was even so perfunctory as not to turn off the external speaker. What was playing inside was the background sound of the recent popular short video.
It's clearly just a short video app!
Liu Lang had long heard that the chairman's beloved daughter was spoiled and knew nothing about managing a company, while his former adopted son Ji Siyun showed extraordinary business talent. Under his leadership, the Song Group not only maintained its leading position in its original field, but also demonstrated strong competitiveness in emerging technology fields, becoming a leader in the industry.
Now President Ji is showing signs of overshadowing the chairman, and many shareholders support him in taking over the group, so President Song is anxious to get his own daughter into the company.
It is not without reason that Mr. Song is so anxious. Ji Siyun's ability is obvious to all. After all, the rapid expansion of Song's company in the past two years is all thanks to this biotechnology company.
The two sides are fighting for power. Those who stand on the right side will rise to prominence, while those who stand on the wrong side will be eliminated.
And Liu Lang is the unlucky guy who was chosen by the chairman to be the prince's daughter's assistant.
Even more devastating than being dragged into a power struggle is that the boss of the team you are in is a hopeless person.
From the first day Song Youning came to the company, she didn't do any serious work. Every day she either read novels, browsed her phone, or chatted with a few secretaries in the company.
What's even more terrifying is that anyone with a discerning eye knows why Director Song parachuted her into the group's most important technology company as vice president, but she has no fighting spirit at all and even finds excuses to slip away from the company's high-level meetings!
No one understands Liu Lang’s hardship. The chairman wanted to train Song Youning, but in the end he had to do all the assigned work alone!
The only consolation is that the silly rich second-generation lady has not been eroded by capitalism. The overtime pay Liu Lang received is very considerable. It can be said that she is in pain and happy.
Thinking of the chairman's instructions, Liu Lang said to Song Youning, "Mr. Song, Chairman Song said that this project must be completed by you personally, and you must write the project book yourself, otherwise..."
Song Youning leaned back in his chair, his long legs crossed, his eyelids drooping, his gaze still fixed on his phone. He reached for the potato chips on his desk and said nonchalantly, "Otherwise what?"
"Otherwise he will suspend your card."
Card suspension?
Song Youning was not panicked at all. If he stopped, there was still Song's mother's money. If Song's mother didn't give it, there was still Ji Siyun.
"Mr. Song said that his wife's card and the card that Mr. Ji gave you have both been suspended."
“Click.”
The potato chips in his hand crumbled into crumbs. Song Youning dropped his phone and sat up straight, swiping away the crumbs from his hands while muttering through gritted teeth, "Stinky old man, you actually threatened me with stopping my card. You know life won't be easy. The most annoying thing about going to work is going to work..."
Liu Lang lowered his head and pretended that he heard nothing.
"Put it here." Song Youning crossed his arms across his chest, looking unhappy.
Finally, when the eldest lady gave in, Liu Lang felt relieved. He put down the documents and slipped away.
Song Youning stared at the pile of documents on the table - when she returned to the real world, she would have the opportunity to read more documents than these. If she wanted to work in the book world, forget it!
"You mean it took you a month to discover that the error in the photoresist formula caused the experiment to fail?"
The report was thrown on the conference table. Ji Siyun suddenly chuckled, and a cold light flashed in his dark eyes. "Who do you want to put the blame on this time? Is it an equipment problem or a design flaw?"
The young president felt very oppressed. The seat next to him was empty. The young lady who was parachuted in said she had a stomachache and needed to go to the toilet ten minutes into the meeting and she hasn't returned yet.
There was a dead silence in the conference room. Everyone in the technical department was sweating profusely and hung their heads, not daring to say a word.
His bony fingers gently pressed against his brow. Ji Siyun was a little tired after a whole morning of meetings. His voice was not loud, but he still exuded a heart-pounding aura that made people dare not look directly at him.
"Starting tomorrow, the design department will update me on their progress every day at 6:00 PM. Every change in process parameters on the production line will require triple approval..."
"Buzz..."
The cell phone on the table vibrated suddenly in the silent conference room. Ji Siyun's eyes, which were originally as cold as ice, suddenly softened when he saw the sender clearly.
"That's all for now. I want to see the new lab report within three days. Meeting adjourned."
Everyone was waiting to receive a reprimand from the cold-blooded President Ji, but they didn't expect it to end so suddenly. Until Ji Siyun left the meeting room with his long legs, the remaining people looked at their team members with expressions of having survived a disaster.
When Ji Siyun pushed the door open, Song Youning was lying on the desk. When she heard the noise at the door, she raised her face with a look of despair.
"You're here." Song Youning waved at him as if he had seen a savior, "Come here quickly!"
Ji Siyun closed the door and walked towards her, "Miss, is there anything you want to talk to me about?"
"Something's going on! It's very important!" Song Youning pushed the stack of documents on the table in front of him and complained, "My dad wants me to do this project, otherwise he'll suspend my credit card."
She said confidently: "I don't want to do it, you do it for me."
Ji Siyun opened the top page, took a look, and then closed it again. His dark eyes looked at Song Youning with some helplessness.
"Miss, this is a project that the boss specifically assigned to you. The directors are all watching you..."
Song Youning stood up and moved closer to him, looking up at him with wide eyes, and asked, "Will you help me?"
Ji Siyun understood that Song's father arranged Song Youning to work in the branch because he was worried that Ji Siyun's current position would threaten Song Youning's future takeover of the group.
In Ji Siyun's view, Song's father's worries were unnecessary. Everything he had was given by Song Youning, so everything he had now, including himself, belonged to Song Youning.
The project Song Youning was handling was originally handled by Ji Siyun, who was very interested in cooperating with the Song Corporation, so it wouldn't be difficult to sign the contract. With a gentle look in his eyes, he tried to persuade Song Youning, "Miss, I've contacted Yongming, and they're very willing to cooperate. You should prepare well..."
The fragrant fingertips pressed against his rosy lips. Song Youning blinked, and rubbed his lips with his slender white fingers, and asked again: "Will you help me?"
The faint scent of jasmine tea from her fingertips drifted into his nose, and his lips felt numb from being rubbed by the soft fingertips. His dark eyes became even darker. Ji Siyun suppressed his inner desire and was still ready to continue persuading her.
Before he could speak, he heard her light voice again.
“There are rewards.”
Short, yet full of temptation.
After returning from vacation, Song's father and mother stayed in the old house and did not leave. Song Youning used the excuse that his parents were at home and had not been intimate with him for a long time.
Ji Siyun swallowed his saliva and suddenly moved closer to Song Youning, leaning his arms on the table and trapping her between himself and the desk.
Her narrow and beautiful eyes were half-closed, her soft red lips were slightly opened, and her smooth and rough tongue licked the fingertips that lingered on his lips. Ji Siyun's voice was vague.
"How is the young lady going to reward me? Could you please tell me first?"
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