"I like men"
In the next few days, the air pressure on the 28th floor of Gu Group was so low that water could be squeezed out.
The tough battle on the North American capital side has come to a temporary end.
However, the subsequent integrated risk control and internal problems exposed during the negotiations.
Everything is like a tangled mess, and Gu Lin urgently needs to sort it out and make decisions personally.
He was like a high-speed spinning top, almost living in the office, and the red bloodshot under his eyes never went away.
However, what made him more anxious than his work was the "love bombardment" from his mother.
Mrs. Gu, Ms. Su Mingyu, was obviously irritated by her son's tough attitude that day.
Instead of backing off, they intensified their efforts and elevated the "marriage urging cause" to a strategic level.
She no longer visits people in person, but her methods are more and more innovative:
She can make more than a dozen calls a day, switching seamlessly from "health greetings" in the early morning to "I've sent the photo of the girl from XX family to your email, remember to take a look!"
Then late at night, "Mom is doing this for your own good, you must be so lonely..."
At the same time, Gu Lin’s phone was filled with WeChat messages.
From detailed information about various socialites and wealthy daughters to "popular science" articles written by "experts" such as "Health Risks of Older Unmarried Men" and "On the Importance of Family Inheritance".
Moreover, calls were made to Gu Lin's assistant and even several familiar executives, asking Gu Lin indirectly about his "emotional trends."
Suggesting that they "care more about the president's personal problems."
He even tried to do it at business receptions or charity dinners that Gu Lin attended.
"Coincidentally" arranged for several "candidates" to "meet" him.
Gu Lin felt like he was trapped in a tight net called "urging marriage".
Every time the phone vibrates, it feels like mental torture.
He handled billion-dollar contracts without batting an eyelid, but faced with his mother's pervasive "concern," he felt unprecedented irritation and powerlessness.
The fatigue caused by high-pressure work is infinitely magnified by this constant harassment.
That afternoon, another long multinational meeting ended.
Gu Lin pinched his brows and felt his temples throbbing, as if two small hammers were hitting him.
Just as I was about to take a breath, the phone rang again.
The name jumping on the screen - "Mother".
Gu Lin stared at the name, his eyes so cold that they could crack the screen.
The fatigue and irritability of the past few days, as well as the anger towards his mother for not respecting his personal wishes, reached a peak at this moment.
He grabbed the phone suddenly, just before the answer button slid to red.
An extremely absurd idea, but perhaps the only one that could permanently end his thoughts of his mother, struck his confused brain like lightning!
The fingertip hovered above the red button, 0.01 seconds.
Then he slammed down and pressed the green connect button.
"Mom." Gu Lin's voice was colder than usual, with a determination to fight to the death.
"Ah Lin! You finally answered the phone! Mommy told you that tomorrow night..."
"Mom." Gu Lin interrupted her. His voice was not loud, but it came through the microphone clearly.
With an undeniable calmness, "Don't bother yourself. I'm not interested in women."
There was a sudden silence on the other end of the line.
Even the air seemed to freeze.
A few seconds later, Mrs. Gu Su Mingyu's voice, which was raised an octave and full of disbelief and horror, exploded in Gu Lin's ears.
It even penetrated the high-quality mobile phone receiver and was faintly transmitted to the outside of the office:
"You...what did you say?! Gu Lin! Say it again?!"
"I'm not interested in women." Gu Lin repeated without any emotion in his tone.
It's like stating the fact that "the weather is nice today."
"I like men. So, those blind dates you arranged are meaningless. Please stop interrupting me. I'm busy."
He said this without waiting for any reaction from the petrified mother on the other end of the phone.
Gu Lin hung up the phone decisively.
And he temporarily blacklisted his mother's number.
The world...is finally quiet.
Gu Lin threw his phone on the table, leaned back heavily in his chair, and closed his bloodshot eyes.
A mixture of relief, absurdity, and immense exhaustion washed over him.
He knew how powerful these words were and that the subsequent troubles might be even greater.
But at this moment, he just wanted to enjoy this moment of tranquility that was gained by shocking the world.
However, he overlooked a small detail - when he answered the phone just now, he did not close the office door completely because he was extremely tired and irritable!
That gap was enough for some sounds to leak out clearly.
At this moment, at the workstation outside, Lin Yu'an was holding a stack of documents and preparing to bring them in.
It was as if he was struck by a nine-day mysterious thunder and froze in place!
What did he hear?!
"I'm not interested in women."
"I like men."
"Please stop this unnecessary interruption."
Every word pierced Lin Yu'an's ears like an icicle, and then exploded in his brain!
The documents in his hand almost fell to the ground, and his heart was beating so wildly that it almost burst through his chest!
Boss...Gu Lin...that devilish...iceberg CEO...he...he likes men?!
He just... came out?!
Or in such a direct, cold, and...Gu Lin-esque way?!
Lin Yu'an felt that his worldview had been impacted like never before!
Countless images flashed through his mind: Gu Lin's handsome yet cold face, his aura of repulsion, his harsh words towards his female subordinates...
I used to think he was just a workaholic and asexual, but now... it all seems to make sense?!
He stood at the door, neither going in nor going back.
The expressions on his face were wonderful: shock, confusion, sudden enlightenment, and then a strong and twisted feeling of wanting to laugh but not daring to, and holding it back was extremely difficult!
Oh my god! This melon is so big!
It’s ten thousand times more explosive than the previous blind date bomb!
Gu Lin seemed to sense movement at the door, and a cold voice came from inside: "Lin Yu'an, come in."
Lin Yu'an shuddered and quickly suppressed all inappropriate expressions on his face.
He took a deep breath, tried to appear calm, and pushed the door open before walking in.
In the office, Gu Lin had sat up straight, his face returning to its usual cold expression.
It was as if the earth-shattering phone call just now had never happened.
Only the fatigue deep in his eyes and a hint of imperceptible irritation revealed his true state at the moment.
Lin Yu'an placed the document on the table and stood solemnly with his hands hanging down. "Mr. Gu, this is the final draft of the risk assessment for the 'Sky Dome' project you requested."
"Yeah." Gu Lin responded, but didn't look at the document.
Instead, it fell on Lin Yu'an's face as if it were real.
Those eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if they could penetrate the skin and reach the depths of the soul.
Lin Yu'an's scalp tingled when he was stared at, and he felt that his little thoughts were exposed.
He tried hard to control his eyes from wandering and his breathing from being disordered.
But his slightly trembling fingertips still betrayed his inner unrest.
Silence spread in the office, and the atmosphere was terribly low.
A few seconds later, Gu Lin finally spoke. His voice was low and cold, carrying a sense of oppression that seemed to know everything: "Did you hear it at the door just now?"
It's not a question, it's an affirmative sentence.
Lin Yu'an's heart instantly rose to his throat!
A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his back, his mind racing: Admit it? Play dumb? Will I be silenced if I admit it? Would playing dumb seem even more fake?
In a split second, he chose the safest option - half truth, half lie, and vague handling of the matter.
"Mr. Gu... I... I just walked to the door and was about to knock, and I seemed... I seemed to hear you on the phone... your voice was a little loud..."
He lowered his head, his voice carrying just the right amount of tension and a hint of confusion.
It was as if I only heard a vague sound and didn't understand the specific content.
Gu Lin's deep eyes locked onto him tightly, and his gaze seemed to carry X-rays, examining every subtle change in Lin Yu'an's expression.
Lin Yu'an felt like he was being roasted on a fire, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.
After a long time, just when Lin Yu'an was about to collapse, Gu Lin withdrew his oppressive gaze.
The voice was still cold, but it seemed to have lost some of its chill: "Get out. Watch your ears and mouth."
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