Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 155 Turning the Tables for a Slacker (32)

Three years later, Fu Xing officially took over the Fu family business and became a true overlord.

However, as a CEO who should be extremely busy, Fu Xing's working hours are actually 9 to 5 with weekends off, and he also has occasional whimsical days off, and skipping work is a common occurrence.

When asked, he would confidently say it was because of his strong work ability.

Do people say it?
Don't those people ever invite him to social events?

Soon, the question was answered.

Furthermore, Shen Yun learned a lesson: time reveals true character. Some people may appear friendly and affectionate on the surface, but in reality, they may speak ill of you behind your back and ruin your reputation.

A pretty young woman stood at the front desk, dressed in a business suit, with a sweet smile on her face.

"I'm looking for Fu Xing, who is also your president." Shen Yun slowly walked forward.

"Hello, miss, do you have an appointment?" The young woman took out her notebook and glanced at it several times to make sure that no woman of her age had made an appointment this morning. She then began to have some guesses.

Seeing the understanding in her eyes, Shen Yun became curious. She said calmly, "No." In fact, she wasn't wrong; she really didn't have an appointment.

The young woman thought for a moment, glanced around discreetly, and, seeing that no one was around, advised, "Miss, you should leave. Our CEO doesn't meet women easily. To tell you the truth, our CEO's wife is not someone to be trifled with."

"Have you met the president's wife?" She tilted her head, trying to recall if she had ever been here and displayed her power.
"This is not."

"Then how do you know that the president's wife is not someone to be trifled with?" So who spread the rumor that she's so gentle and not someone to be trifled with?

2345: After the host said that, it almost forgot the true meaning of gentleness.

"Oh dear, I'll tell you this in secret, but don't tell anyone else." He glanced at the door to make sure there were no visitors for the time being before continuing, "There was a female client in the company who always asked the president out to dinner at night. The president refused her because his family was very strict. Later, I heard that the female client was beaten up by someone with her head covered on her way home one night."

"We suspect that the president's wife was responsible for this."

"And I've seen scratches on the president's face several times."

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Shen Yun: ...The girl is still too naive. Putting aside what happened before, scratches on the face don't necessarily mean domestic violence. Besides, domestic violence usually involves losing an arm or a leg. A couple of scratches don't count as domestic violence.

The girl had a "I'm doing this for your own good" look on her face, but Shen Yun felt a throbbing headache when she saw it. She paused for a moment and then started making things up, "I'm actually Fu Xing's cousin. Could you please call Assistant Li and tell him my surname is Ning?"

Although she was somewhat skeptical, she couldn't believe the woman's demeanor, so after thinking about it, she made a phone call anyway.

Anyway, it's not like I called directly into the CEO's office.

"Hello, Assistant Li, there's a woman here who claims to be the president's cousin, her surname is Ning..."

Assistant Li heard the first half of the sentence and was about to tell her to get lost, but luckily he was too slow to say it and heard her surname.

This style is definitely the lady's, although I don't know why she suddenly had the urge to do role-playing.

He offered his condolences to the president, for as a competent assistant, he knew exactly how rumors started circulating within the company.

Initially, the CEO's idea was to let everyone know that he had a very loving wife. However, perhaps something wasn't handled well at some stage, and it turned out like this.

As for the female customer who was beaten, I swear to God, they really didn't do it.

I heard it was done by the former sugar daddy of that female client's current young boyfriend.

Their president's wife's reputation was purely implicated, but ultimately it's still the president's fault.

Shen Yun slowly walked up, a smile on her face. She told herself not to get angry and to just take action.

When Assistant Li saw the person arrive, he quickly opened the door, then closed it tightly and drew the curtains.

He had to preserve the president's last shred of dignity.

Have you heard any rumors about me at the company?

Fu Xing had just learned the whole story from Assistant Li and felt a little guilty. He swore that his original intention was really just to show off his affection, but unexpectedly, these people's thought processes were too strange, and before long, such rumors came about.

"No," Fu Xing said calmly.

Shen Yun glanced at him lightly, "There are rumors in the company that I forbade you to socialize after get off work. In order to save my reputation, you are not allowed to go home before midnight from now on."

Two male secretaries, seated near the office entrance, were somewhat frightened. Although they shared the same gender as the CEO, they couldn't guarantee that the CEO's wife wouldn't get jealous, and that they, as ordinary citizens, would suffer the consequences.

Assistant Li didn't notice the exchange of glances between the two secretaries; he only sighed inwardly, though he could more or less understand the president's mindset.

He had been with the company for a long time and knew about the relationship between the president and his wife. Their marriage didn't seem like a fake one. They had been married for several years and were still like dating, without any signs of stagnation.

The only drawback is that the wife doesn't care much about the president. You know, most people would never want to leave their husbands like that, but with the wife, it's the opposite; it's the president who she can't live without.

Inside the office, Shen Yun tugged at Fu Xing's tie, wrapped it around his fingertip, and gently blew a breath into his ear, saying, "What do you think of the suggestion I just made?"

Of course not. How could he possibly go back in the early hours of the morning? You know, he'd love to stick double-sided tape all over himself to stay glued together.

Fu Xing's ears turned red, which was unusual for him. His office had been renovated not long ago, and he had specially asked someone to use soundproofing materials. In other words, as long as the door was closed, no matter what was happening inside, no one outside would know.

He glanced at his chair discreetly; there was a fleece blanket next to him, which would look quite nice draped over his body.

Shen Yun took a sip of water and began to brainwash Fu Xing, focusing on the idea that she was an extremely gentle, beautiful, and generous person.

However, the brainwashing was not over yet. She felt her body spin and saw a beautiful chandelier above her, decorated with small and cute crystal beads.

The scenery changed, and Fu Xing's magnified face suddenly appeared in her line of sight.

An ambiguous posture, tightly closed doors and windows, and the person's eyes gradually turning red.

Instinctively, she wanted to take a few steps back, but found herself already sitting in a chair, almost encircled in someone's arms, with no way to retreat.

Nearly an hour later, Shen Yun, wrapped in a blanket, waited for clean clothes in the break room connected to the office. Looking at the obviously satiated man, she couldn't help but start to doubt her life. Was she sure she had come to confront him, or was she just walking into the lion's den?

I forgot to update, so I'll add it later.
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