Chapter 25

25 "Why?" After a long silence, Lin Ruoxi, with a blank expression, finally asked these three words.

"What do you mean, why?" Yang Chen countered.

Lin Ruoxi threw the coat in her hand in front of Yang Chen. She wanted to ask why he had suddenly taken such good care of her by covering her with a coat and bringing her food, but she felt embarrassed to say it, so she only said, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"What are you talking about, I don't know." Yang Chen feigned innocence.

Lin Ruoxi frowned, thinking to herself that this guy was still as unscrupulous as ever. "Do you know how rushed I am? You should have woken me up when you saw me sleeping. What if I miss my work?"

"I already said I don't know what you're talking about." Yang Chen took out a cigarette and lit it, refusing to admit anything.

Feeling helpless, Lin Ruoxi didn't say much more, only coldly stating, "Don't enter my study or bedroom without my permission, or you'll have to move out."

"Ha ha..." Yang Chen laughed, "Move out? I never said I wanted to move in. It was you who asked me to move in. How does it seem like I'm begging you to let me live here? Hey, dear wife, what you're saying is a bit nonsensical."

"You..." Lin Ruoxi wanted to argue, but then she suddenly remembered that it was always her who had asked him to move in, even preparing a room and buying living supplies for him. She couldn't say much more and could only glare at Yang Chen angrily, "I won't argue with you, you scoundrel. Remember to start looking for a job seriously from tomorrow!" With that, she swept up the stairs in a fragrant whirlwind.

Halfway up the stairs, she heard Yang Chen say indifferently from downstairs, "Remember to eat."

Lin Ruoxi paused in her steps, a warm current flowing through her heart. She turned to look at the back of the man who was staring at the TV and smoking, lost in thought... After so many years, apart from Aunt Wang who had watched her grow up, and her deceased mother and nn, no one had ever given her such a sense of family warmth and considerate care, especially not a man. This made Lin Ruoxi very uncomfortable.

She also recalled how Yang Chen had knocked out and thrown out her unbearable father, Lin Kun, in front of her earlier, which made her feel a strange sense of shyness.

In fact, when Yang Chen covered her with the coat, Lin Ruoxi had already woken up. But with her naturally cold personality, she didn't know how to express her feelings and didn't dare to open her eyes to face the reality, so she continued to pretend to be asleep.

Now, hearing Yang Chen remind her to eat, although she was touched, her face remained indifferent. She replied, "It's none of your business," and quickened her pace back to her study.

Seeing this scene, Aunt Wang, who had just come out of the kitchen, couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

The headquarters of Yu Lei International, located in the heart of Zhonghai City, boasts a 40-story office building. The name "International" is not just a boast; the company is one of the top ten in China's fashion and cosmetics industry, with a presence in the European, American, and Japanese markets, which speaks volumes about its success.

The entire Yu Lei Building resembles a tall, elegant silver-gray tulip, with its sleek lines and understated decor making people feel refreshed and invigorated as soon as they enter.

The air is filled with a faint perfume scent, and various plants are tastefully arranged throughout the building, adding a touch of natural beauty to the light-colored interior.

However, what Yu Lei International is most famous for is not its unique and fresh decor, but the numerous beautiful female employees in OL uniforms.

Given that the company is in the fashion and cosmetics industry, female employees make up the vast majority. Moreover, Yu Lei International clearly considers its corporate image in its hiring, so every employee is a beautiful and charming urban woman, and even the least attractive ones are still graceful and lovely. As for the beautiful models and female partners, they are even more captivating.

Therefore, it's not uncommon to see lonely urban men circling around the Yu Lei International building, all hoping to hook up with one of the women inside, though very few succeed.

In such an environment, getting a job at Yu Lei International has become the top choice for countless men. It's easy to imagine how many men would fight to apply when Yu Lei International advertised for new hires in the public relations department.

Thus, in the recruitment process, Yu Lei International set specific requirements for male applicants: First, the male must have a bachelor's degree or higher from a university ranked in the top 50 globally.

Second, the male must be proficient in at least two foreign languages.

These conditions left many men who had hoped to get in by chance dumbfounded. Who with such qualifications would want to work in public relations at Yu Lei International? They would be golden-collar workers or corporate elites. While beautiful women are important, wouldn't they have plenty of them if they were wealthy?

As a result, among the dozens of people who entered the Yu Lei International building for the final interview, there were fewer than ten men, all of whom were dressed in designer clothing, looking arrogant and self-important, clearly the type who thought they were the best in the world. Their purpose was more about finding entertainment and women than getting a job.

At this moment, just five minutes before the final two tests—a written exam and an interview with the examiners—there were about thirty people left in the hall, most of them women who looked nervous, while the remaining seven or eight men appeared relaxed.

Sitting in the spacious, fan-shaped hall, Yang Chen found himself next to a chubby man with slicked-back hair, squinting eyes, and a designer Armani suit.

"Hey, buddy, which one caught your eye?" The fat man asked with a lecherous smile, leaning in close.

Yang Chen was puzzled, "What do you mean, which one caught my eye?"

"Stop pretending!" The fat man teased, "Buddy, you can't be so reserved. I'll go first. I have my eye on the PR department head, Mo Qianyi. Now it's your turn!"

Yang Chen was speechless at the fat man's frankness and laughed, "I'm just here to apply for the job. I already have a wife."

"Get out of here! Who believes that nonsense!" The fat man looked at Yang Chen with disdain, "Let's be honest, which one of us sitting here isn't here to find women with spare money? You're wearing this year's latest CK summer collection to apply for a PR job. Do you think I'm a fool or are you? And a wife... I'd believe you if you said you had ten mistresses, but who would marry a wife to manage themselves?"

Yang Chen was surprised and shook his head, "How has the country become more open than abroad? How has the world changed so quickly? Have I really become a good man of the modern era?" He ignored the fat man's nonsense.

At that moment, the door to the hall opened, and a woman in a black, form-fitting suit and a white blouse, with her long hair neatly tied up, walked in, followed by three or four OLs holding documents.

"Here she is, here she is! It's Mo Qianyi herself who's come to conduct the exam..." The fat man beside him was like a dog on a leash, wriggling in his seat with excitement, his eyes fixed on the uniformed beauty known as Mo Qianyi. Not just the fat man, but the other men also looked at her with eager eyes, clearly seeing her as their prey!