The Gu Corporation is one of the major financial conglomerates in the country, and its branch in Longhai City is also prestigious. Young people from both the local area and other regions are all desperately trying to get into the Gu Corporation building. After all, being able to say you work at the Gu Corporation is something worth bragging about.
However, today, a general manager dispatched directly from the group’s headquarters arrived at the company. Everyone was speculating about the new manager’s background, but no one expected it to be a woman—and an exceptionally beautiful one at that.
In an instant, the male employees in the group acted as if they’d been injected with hormones, immediately starting to daydream about marrying a rich, beautiful woman and reaching the pinnacle of life.
“Brother Yu, still busy?”
The man at the workstation was named Yu Xiaoduo. He had a sunny and handsome appearance and had joined the group’s HR department right after graduating last year. This led everyone to believe that Yu Xiaoduo had gotten in through connections. But Yu Xiaoduo swore that he had only accompanied his best friend to the interview, tried it himself on a whim, and was inexplicably hired.
“Sigh, that new female boss is already shaking things up. She wants to review all personnel transfers from the past few years,” Yu Xiaoduo said helplessly, twisting his stiff neck.
Zhao Liang, whose build was on the heavier side, plopped his rear end onto a chair, which immediately let out a creaking sound as if unable to bear the weight. “I heard our branch is going to undergo major changes. Will it affect us?”
“Who cares? If the axe is meant to fall on our heads, there’s nothing we can do about it. It’s already seven o’clock. Let’s go; we’ll deal with it tomorrow,” Yu Xiaoduo pursed his lips. It wasn’t as if there was a rule stating it had to be finished today.
Arriving at the elevator entrance, the two of them leaned against the walls on the left and right sides and started shooting the breeze.
“Brother Yu, did you try your luck with the gacha yesterday? I spent several 648-yuan packs and still didn’t get Kamisato Ayaka,” Zhao Liang said gloomily, scratching his hair. As a bigger guy, it wasn’t unusual for him to be into two-dimensional stuff.
Yu Xiaoduo was different. “Nah, I didn’t pull. I still prefer the Raiden Shogun and the way she looks down on me.”
“Heh heh, Brother Yu, any unique insights on our new boss, President Gu? I didn’t even catch a glimpse of her today,” Zhao Liang asked slyly. This was the hot topic of conversation in the group.
Yu Xiaoduo pondered for a moment. “She was a bit far away, couldn’t see clearly.”
“Tch, don’t pretend. That wicked smirk of yours has already given you away.”
Just then, the elevator door opened with a ding-dong sound.
Yu Xiaoduo said jokingly, “Even though I didn’t get a clear look, I could come up with a thousand and eighty different ways to have fun with those legs.”
“Oh my goodness, Brother Yu, you sure can spin a tall tale.”
“Ha, just let President Gu stand in front of me and see if I don’t do a ‘banana split’ routine.” With that, Yu Xiaoduo turned to walk into the elevator.
As soon as he lifted his foot, the confident look on his face gradually froze. Beside him, Zhao Liang turned his head in confusion, and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Standing inside the elevator was a stunning woman—none other than the main subject of the day’s gossip in the group: President Gu, Gu Wan’er.
At that moment, her face was like an iceberg, and the cold gleam in her eyes could freeze a person solid. If one could overlook that breathtakingly beautiful face, her slender and graceful figure possessed astonishing curves. Her arms, soft and fair like lotus roots, made one unconsciously want to reach out and touch them. Her elegant, long legs were wrapped in a thin layer of black stockings, stimulating a man’s visual senses and captivating the soul.
Although he hadn’t seen her face clearly earlier that day, he recognized those mesmerizing legs. He blurted out, “Hello, President Gu!”
Zhao Liang, standing nearby, was stunned and quickly chimed in, “Hello, President Gu!”
Now the dilemma was whether to step inside or not. Either choice felt like disaster—at best, losing the mid-year bonus; at worst, losing the job itself.
As the elevator doors slowly closed, the two of them finally let out the breath they had been holding.
“Brother Yu, was that President Gu?” Zhao Liang asked, still visibly awestruck and almost breathless from the scare. His right hand unconsciously reached forward for support and, by sheer coincidence, pressed the elevator button.
Yu Xiaoduo smiled bitterly. “Probably. I’d recognize those legs even if they were reduced to ashes.”
The words had barely left his mouth when the elevator doors, which had just closed, opened again. The two of them stared blankly at President Gu inside. Did she hear that too?
Yu Xiaoduo steeled his heart and walked directly into the elevator. Zhao Liang watched dumbfounded as Yu Xiaoduo willingly walked into the lion’s den. “Brother Yu, I’m scared. I just remembered there’s a file I haven’t finished revising. Guess I’ll have to pull an all-nighter. You go on ahead.” He finished with a look of noble sacrifice, as if declaring, “I’ll die for the company!”
Fatty Zhao, have you no shame? Weren’t we supposed to be brothers sharing hardships? Now you’re flying solo.
As the elevator doors closed once more, the atmosphere in the confined space was oppressive, especially with burly bodyguards standing in each of the four corners.
Why did the elevator seem to be descending so slowly today?
“What is your name?” A cold, icy voice came from behind him, making half of Yu Xiaoduo’s scalp go numb.
“Yu Xiaoduo.”
Gu Wan’er glanced coldly at Yu Xiaoduo’s profile but said nothing more. Yet Yu Xiaoduo had a sinking feeling. The icy-faced female president had taken note of him and would surely make things difficult for him later.
Silence filled the elevator for the rest of the ride, and soon they arrived at the underground parking garage.
When the elevator doors opened, three cars were waiting outside: a black Range Rover in the front and back, with a two-tone Maybach in the middle.
The four bodyguards exited the elevator first, one of them opening the rear door of the Maybach. Gu Wan’er walked past Yu Xiaoduo with elegant steps, the sound of her high heels clicking crisply against the floor, the sound spreading like a chill in the air.
As she settled into the car, Gu Wan’er cast one last icy glance at Yu Xiaoduo, her gaze completely indifferent. The car door closed, and the convoy gradually disappeared from Yu Xiaoduo’s sight.
Yu Xiaoduo sighed as he walked out of the elevator. To think that after years of good luck, he’d finally stumbled today.
Resignedly, he pulled out the key fob for his BMW 5 Series from his trouser pocket. The headlights of a nearby blacked-out BMW 530 lit up.
He had just sat down in the driver’s seat when Zhao Liang appeared out of nowhere and plopped into the passenger seat. “Brother Yu, you’re still alive! Thank heavens.”
Yu Xiaoduo responded by flipping him the middle finger.
“Brother Yu, did President Gu do anything to you? That retreat just now was only a tactical feint. I actually ran all the way down the stairs. If anything had happened to you, Brother Yu, I, Zhao Liang, would have been ready to take a couple of stabs for you!”
Yu Xiaoduo grabbed Zhao Liang’s thick neck. “You damned fatty, you mean you’d stab me twice to prove your loyalty, huh?”
The black BMW 5 Series began to rock back and forth. Coincidentally, the convoy that had just driven off had turned around and was passing by again. Through the car window, Gu Wan’er happened to witness this scene: Yu Xiaoduo was practically on top of someone in the passenger seat, and that person was clearly struggling.
“Brother Yu! Car! Car! There’s a car ahead!” Zhao Liang shouted urgently.
Yu Xiaoduo looked up and cursed silently. Damn it all, what a cursed day.
Gu Wan’er initially thought the person in the passenger seat was a woman, but then she realized it was that same fat guy from before. In her mind, Yu Xiaoduo’s label instantly shifted from “pervert” to “complete degenerate.”
The fear was evident even on Zhao Liang’s chubby face, and he instinctively slid down in the seat as if trying to make the passenger side appear empty.
As the Maybach drove past, Yu Xiaoduo felt the day was just too uncanny. His wholesome, sunny image had been completely destroyed.
Driving out of the underground garage and onto the main road, Zhao Liang asked seriously, “Brother Yu, did President Gu really do anything to you?”
