My boss said I was trash.
The comments became more and more outrageous, and Lin Yu'an felt like he was about to evaporate on the spot!
He couldn't help but think of some extremely scary images: Gu Lin was wearing a bathrobe, standing coldly at the door of his room and saying "Come in and report on your work"...
He shuddered violently and almost fell off the stool!
"Stop! Stop! Stop!" An Xiaomao covered her face, her voice filled with tears.
"Please stop talking! If you keep going, Xiao Miao will have a nightmare tonight! The boss...his aura is so terrifying that all living things within a ten-meter radius are exterminated!
Little Meow didn't even have time to hide! How could it be... How could it be like that! Okay, okay! Tonight's tree hole fun ends here!
Little Meow needs some quiet time! Bye! Urgently ending the broadcast! "
He turned off the live broadcast in a hurry and even forgot to say thank you for the gift.
Leaning on the cold bathroom tiles, Lin Yu'an gasped for breath, feeling his back soaked with cold sweat.
The netizens' ridicule played in his mind like a mantra: "this and that", "in-depth report", "sheep walking into the tiger's mouth"...
And Gu Lin’s cold face!
No! Absolutely not!
Netizens were joking, but he knew it might come true!
No! Absolutely not!
Lin Yu'an sells his art but not his body!
Although the boss is quite handsome... Ugh! What are you thinking!
Saving your life is important!
A firm belief took shape in his mind: he must maintain an absolutely safe physical distance from Gu Lin!
The next day, Singapore, the headquarters of "Xinghui Precision".
The atmosphere was solemn and murderous.
In the huge conference room, Gu Lin sat in the main seat, like a king who controlled life and death.
Lin Yu'an sat a little further behind him, trying to reduce his presence.
The executives of "Xinghui" all had grim expressions on their faces as they described the damage to the factory, the restoration plan, and... the inevitable production capacity gap and delayed compensation issues.
Gu Lin had a blank expression on his face throughout the whole process, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.
Each question hit the nail on the head, and the words were sharp and cold, forcing the other party to sweat profusely.
Lin Yu'an entered a high alert state of "safe distance"!
Gu Lin stood up, and he immediately took three steps back;
Only after Gu Lin sat down did he dare to slowly move back to his seat, but he made sure the chairs were as far apart as possible.
When he needed to hand the document to Gu Lin, he stretched out his arms and leaned back as far as he could.
His fingertips pinched the edge of the document, as if Gu Lin was a human-shaped virus source.
When Gu Lin reached out to take it, he immediately retracted his hand as fast as if he was scalded.
He kept his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart the whole time, and his eyes never met Gu Lin's.
If Gu Lin's gaze swept over him, he would immediately lower his head and pretend to take notes seriously.
In confined spaces such as corridors and elevators, he would definitely hide in the corner farthest from Gu Lin.
His body was tense, and he wished he could stick to the wall and turn into a mural.
Absolutely no physical contact!
Don’t even touch the corners of clothes!
Once, Gu Lin turned too fast and Lin Yu'an almost bumped into him. He slammed on the brakes like pulling an onion out of dry land.
His movements were as stiff as a robot, attracting the attention of the executives of "Starlight" nearby.
At first, Gu Lin was busy dealing with negotiations and didn't pay much attention.
But as Lin Yu'an's deliberate and exaggerated avoidance behavior became more frequent and obvious.
Gu Lin's brows began to furrow in displeasure.
On the way to another potential supplier, Jinko Microelectronics, Lin Yu'an directly chose the seat farthest from Gu Lin, diagonally opposite.
The car had a very large space, and Lin Yu'an huddled against the door, as if ready to jump out and escape at any moment.
Gu Lin finally couldn't stand it anymore.
He raised his cold eyes, and his gaze was like a solid ice cone, piercing straight at Lin Yu'an, who wished he could curl himself up into a ball.
The voice was low, carrying a chilling feeling of impending storm:
"Lin Yu'an."
"Yes! Mr. Gu!" Lin Yu'an was startled and almost jumped up, and his voice changed tone.
"You," Gu Lin's eyes wandered over him, with scrutiny and deep confusion, "Do you have thorns on your body? Or do I have a virus?"
"No...no! Mr. Gu!" Lin Yu'an quickly denied it, shaking his head like a rattle, his face flushed red.
"I just...just...feel a little carsick! Yes! Carsick! It's more comfortable to sit further away!"
He made up an excuse.
"Carsick?" Gu Lin's tone rose slightly, with undisguised doubt.
He glanced at the bottle of mineral water on the small table in front of Lin Yu'an, which was untouched and even unopened.
Then I thought about his exaggerated evasive movements in the "Xinghui" conference room just now.
"Since you boarded the plane yesterday, I noticed you had a good appetite and were in good spirits."
He exposed it mercilessly.
Lin Yuan: “…”
He felt like he had been stripped naked and thrown into the snow, with nowhere to hide.
Cold sweat slid down his forehead.
He opened his mouth, but no words came out.
You can't just say, "Boss, I'm afraid you're going to do this or that to me."
Then he might really be silenced on the spot!
Gu Lin looked at him in panic, his eyes evading, his face turning red and white, and the nameless anger in his heart grew even stronger.
He hates this kind of inexplicable behavior that affects work efficiency!
Especially at this critical moment when every second counts!
"Put away your inexplicable tricks." Gu Lin's voice was as cold as the Siberian wind, with an imperative and oppressive feeling.
"Do your job well. If I catch you avoiding me like the plague again, you'll face the consequences."
He stopped looking at Lin Yu'an and closed his eyes.
He pressed his fingers on the stinging temple, obviously becoming even more irritated by this unnecessary episode.
Lin Yu'an felt very uncomfortable, and the air conditioner in the car was freezing cold.
He secretly glanced at Gu Lin's cold profile and wailed in his heart: It's over! The boss seems to be really angry!
But...what's wrong with keeping your distance?
He was acting in self-defense! Blame those damn comments!
During the rest of the journey, Lin Yu'an was forced to restrain some of his exaggerated evasive movements, but that deliberate sense of alienation still existed.
Like a frightened rabbit, he followed Gu Lin cautiously, keeping a distance that he thought was "safe".
He still stretched out his arm when handing over documents and still didn't dare to look directly into the eyes.
Although Gu Lin didn't say anything else, the air pressure around him had obviously dropped by a few degrees.
Especially in the visiting corridor of "Jinko Microelectronics", when the other party's technical director enthusiastically guided and introduced.
When Gu Lin needed Lin Yu'an to retrieve a set of comparative data immediately, Lin Yu'an was too nervous and kept his distance, so he was a beat slow and almost failed to catch the tablet handed to him by Gu Lin.
Gu Lin's cold gaze swept over, and Lin Yu'an felt like he was frozen instantly.
"Waste." Gu Lin opened his thin lips slightly and spat out two cold words. The voice was not loud, but it clearly hit Lin Yu'an's heart.
Lin Yu'an's face turned pale and he bit his lower lip.
He endured it, lowered his head, and pinched the edge of the tablet with his fingers so hard that his knuckles turned white.
He is not waste!
He's just... just scared!
It’s all because of that damn live broadcast!
It’s all the fault of those netizens who just want to watch the fun and make trouble!
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