Chapter 45

In the special area of the restaurant at Yu Lei International, a group of senior executives were divided into several groups, discussing issues from the meeting in low voices. Beside Lin Ruoxi, the president, only her assistant and secretary, Wu Yue, and two or three female executives sat slightly closer. The other executives occasionally glanced at their superior but dared not get too close. This made Lin Ruoxi's position seem to form a peculiar aura, which was particularly strange.

The one sitting closest to her was Mo Qianyi. At the moment, she wasn't paying much attention to the exquisite food on her plate. After thinking for a while, she finally asked in a low voice, "President Lin, how did you feel about meeting that person yesterday?"

Even while eating, Lin Ruoxi maintained a very graceful posture, like a princess raised under royal etiquette. Hearing Mo Qianyi's words, she naturally put down her chopsticks and asked with a calm expression, "What person?"

"Wasn't Yang Chen's attitude very bad?" Mo Qianyi had been puzzled all along about why Lin Ruoxi rejected the suggestion to fire Yang Chen.

Lin Ruoxi glanced at the restaurant outside, then picked up her chopsticks again and said, "As long as he doesn't commit a major mistake, doesn't harm the company's interests, and doesn't damage the company's image, ignore him. I will handle the rest." After saying this, she continued to eat in small bites.

This time, Mo Qianyi was even more confused. Her beautiful face changed rapidly, but she ultimately gave up on asking Lin Ruoxi further. Years of experience told her that this woman, who was so beautiful it was hard to even feel jealous, was unwilling to say more on the topic.

Fine, since the president won't fire you, I'll make you resign yourself... Mo Qianyi thought with resentment.

In the afternoon, Yang Chen played games for over an hour. He had planned to take a peaceful nap, even setting up the inflatable pillow he borrowed from Zhao Hongyan. But Mo Qianyi really came over.

Seeing her graceful and beautiful superior, Yang Chen felt a bit uncomfortable. How could such a gentle and beautiful face show a smile like a wolf looking at a lamb?

"Yang Chen, you've been idle for half a day. Come with me to a place and do some work," Mo Qianyi said.

Yang Chen looked around and saw that the other female colleagues were already buried in their work, unwilling to help him and trying to suppress their laughter. He had no choice but to say helplessly, "Being a driver is fine, but I need to think about the rest."

"You'll know what you need to do when the time comes," Mo Qianyi said, feeling a surge of anger. This guy still had that deadpan attitude!

Following Mo Qianyi to the underground parking garage, her car was a red Audi A4. As soon as he got in, he could smell the sweet scent of Mo Qianyi's body.

Yang Chen couldn't help but enjoy it, taking a few deep breaths and smiling, "Miss Mo, your car really smells good, just like you."

"You have a thick skin," Mo Qianyi couldn't help but blush, "Do you always act so frivolously in front of women?"

"What's the problem? If it smells good, I'll smell it more. It's called 'knowing a woman by her scent.' Sneaking a smell is creepy. I read a scientific report abroad. A lot of the attraction between men and women is based on scent. When a man wants a woman, it's often because her scent appeals to him. In a survey of hundreds of couples, they could find their partners by their body odors." Yang Chen winked at Mo Qianyi.

"I don't want to talk to you anymore," Mo Qianyi started the car and didn't look at him. But after driving for a short while, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "So, did you and your wife get married because of your nose?"

Yang Chen was taken aback, and the image of Lin Ruoxi's cold and frosty face flashed in his mind. He thought to himself that his wife's scent was unbearable for any man, but he laughed and said, "That's not the main reason. I like my wife's scent, and I like other women's scents too. Miss Mo, yours is nice too." As he said this, he took another deep breath.

"You..." If the Audi A4 had an ejection seat like an airplane, Mo Qianyi would have ejected this vulgar guy right away!

On the way, Mo Qianyi's fair face remained flushed, and it wouldn't go away.

After a little over a minute, the car stopped in front of an older office building. Mo Qianyi let out a sigh of relief, glanced coldly at Yang Chen, and said, "Do you see the sign for Huacheng Fashion ahead?"

Yang Chen yawned and opened his eyes wide. Indeed, there was a white sign with black letters in the middle of the office building that read "Huacheng Fashion Co., Ltd."

"Is that our destination?"

"It's yours, not mine," Mo Qianyi's face flashed with a sly smile, "I'm going to another company for negotiations, and you're going to this one."

"Negotiations? About what?" Yang Chen asked, puzzled.

"Huacheng ordered 600,000 yuan worth of clothing from us two years ago but still owes 400,000 yuan. The payment was originally due next year, but we heard that Huacheng is on the brink of bankruptcy. We need to recover the 400,000 yuan as soon as possible to avoid losing everything."

Yang Chen felt that something was off, "Miss Mo, that's a lot of money. Isn't it too difficult for a new employee like me to collect it?"

"All the other public relations staff are busy, and you're the only one who's idle. Besides, collecting a debt isn't the same as cutting someone down. If you're a man, don't dawdle." Mo Qianyi glared at him with her almond eyes.

Yang Chen actually wanted to say, "I'm a dawdling man," but knowing he couldn't escape, he accepted the transaction documents from Mo Qianyi and slowly walked toward the office building.

"Call me when you're done, and I'll come to pick you up." Mo Qianyi smiled seductively, turned the car around, and left the parking lot, turning off her phone as she went...

Yang Chen didn't realize he had been tricked by his superior. He walked into the office building and saw a heavily made-up receptionist idly painting her fingernails.

The receptionist saw Yang Chen walk in and immediately put on a seductive smile, "Sir, do you need any service?"

Yang Chen waved the document bag in his hand, "I'm from Yu Lei International. I hope to discuss a financial matter with your company."

"Yu Lei International?" The receptionist gave Yang Chen a strange look, then checked something on the computer at the counter and asked, "Is it about the outstanding payment for the transaction?"

Yang Chen was pleased. It seemed this company was quite good, recognizing the issue so quickly and not planning to default. This would make his job much easier. He nodded, "Yes, that's right."

The receptionist smiled even more seductively, placed her hands on her stomach, and pushed her chest forward, making her cleavage even more prominent. The deep valley seemed to lead one into an abyss. "Sir, please follow me. I'll take you to the manager." She then swayed her curvy waist and hips as she walked toward the elevator.

Yang Chen immediately followed, looking at the receptionist's swaying back and feeling quite comfortable. It seemed Mo Qianyi was a good girl, and the debt collection task she arranged was quite manageable!