What are you doing, Mr. President? I'm just an extra!

Su Feiyan's mood at this moment can be described in two words: comfortable.

To describe it in four words: extremely inflated.

Watching Lu Li devour the bowl of purplish-black unidentified substance, soup and all, and even let out a loud burp, she felt that those so-called Michelin three-star chefs were nothing special.

What about the cooking time and seasoning? They're all meaningless.

True gourmet food should leave you radiant and full of vitality from head to toe.

Look at Lu Li now, his face is no longer pale, his hands are no longer trembling, and his eyes are as bright as light bulbs. Isn't this the best proof?

"Alright, stop grinning like an idiot."

She turned around, crossed her arms, and leaned against the sink, her eyes filled with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Now that we've eaten and drunk our fill, it's time to talk about work."

Upon hearing the word "work," Lu Li's originally rosy complexion paled slightly.

The bowl of noodles he just ate was digested by his steel kidneys and even converted into energy, but that doesn't mean he wants to immediately throw himself into the evil capitalists' exploitation.

Moreover, having just experienced a biohazard-like poisoning incident, his heart still needs some time to recover.

"President Su."

Lu Li clutched his chest, his eyebrows drooping, feigning weakness.

He looks so good he could be filming a movie about health supplements, but that doesn't stop him from delivering a great performance.

"Can we put work aside for now? My heart is still pounding."

"You have no idea, the way that delivery guy looked at me just now, like he wanted to eat me alive."

"Now, whenever I close my eyes, all I see is that cup of milk tea emitting poisonous fumes, and the tragic sight of the money tree withering and dying."

Lu Li sniffed, lowered his voice, and added a slight tremor.

"This is a work-related injury, but it's more of a psychological one, so I need to take it easy."

[Actually, I feel like I could carry two tons of cement to a construction site right now.]

But that doesn't stop me from slacking off.

[Such a good reason, if you don't use it, it'll expire.]

[Hopefully I can get half a day off to go back and play a couple of games to calm my nerves.]

Su Feiyan's eyes twitched twice as she listened to that powerful and resonant voice.

Carrying cement?

This guy has a very clear understanding of his own position.

However, seeing Lu Li's pitiful appearance, even though she knew he was acting, a certain string in Su Feiyan's heart still loosened a little.

After all, the situation just now was indeed dangerous.

"Alright, stop acting."

Su Feiyan strode over and gave him a disapproving look.

"I didn't tell you to start laying bricks right now."

She pointed to the set of Italian leather sofas in the corner of the office that looked ridiculously expensive.

"Go lie down there for a while."

Lu Li was stunned for a moment.

"what?"

"What? Don't want to lie down? Then get up and do this week's report."

"Lie down! You have to lie down!"

Without saying a word, Lu Li slid into the sofa and sank into the soft leather cushions.

Comfortable.

Is this the sofa that costs hundreds of thousands of yuan?

It's a million times better than the hard bed in his rented room.

Su Feiyan watched him rubbing against the sofa like a hamster that had found its nest, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.

She turned around and walked to the cabinet next to her, taking out a cashmere blanket that she usually used for her lunch break.

Lu Li was enjoying the corrupting influence of capitalism with his eyes closed when he suddenly felt a warmth spread through his body.

He opened his eyes.

A blanket with a faint scent of perfume was draped over him.

And it wasn't just tossed around carelessly; those slender hands carefully tucked in the corners.

Su Feiyan was very close.

Lu Li could even count the few slender eyelashes on her lower eyelids and smell the unique scent on her body that was both cool and sweet.

This is Su Feiyan.

That female tyrant who struck fear into the hearts of the entire Jianghai City business community.

The chef who had just tried to send him off with a bowl of noodles.

Are you covering him with a blanket now?

Lu Li's heart skipped a beat.

It wasn't from being scared.

It was a very strange feeling, like being scratched on the tip of your heart by a kitten's paw.

This woman...

Did you take the wrong medicine?

Or is this some kind of new form of execution?

[Give them a little something to taste, then cut it off completely?]

However… the look in her eyes just now really seemed quite gentle.

Oh my god, who can resist this adorable contrast?

[Is the task progress bar moving? System, come out and take a look?]

Su Feiyan's fingers paused for a second at the edge of the blanket.

gentle?

Does that word even exist in Su Feiyan's dictionary?

She was just worried that he would catch a cold and be unable to work.

Yes, that's all.

Su Feiyan straightened up, her face regaining its aloof and unapproachable expression.

Don't overthink it.

She looked down at Lu Li.

"You are my assistant, and your body is also an asset of the company."

"Assets need to be well maintained; if they break, you have to spend money to repair them, which is a hassle."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards her desk, leaving behind only a haughty back view.

Lu Li huddled under the blanket, only her eyes showing, watching that figure from behind, and couldn't help but curl up her lips.

……

The afternoon passed quickly.

Su Feiyan was processing documents over there, occasionally making several overseas calls, switching fluently between French and English, leaving Lu Li completely bewildered, only feeling that she exuded an air of dominance.

Lu Li was lying on the sofa, almost asleep, when a strange chopping sound woke him up.

Knock knock knock.

It was rhythmic, but it didn't sound like chopping vegetables; it sounded more like chopping ribs.

Lu Li sat up with a start.

Su Feiyan was standing by the coffee table, holding a fruit knife in her hand, with two apples and a pear in front of her.

"woke up?"

Su Feiyan didn't even raise her head, her knife rising and falling in her hand.

"Eat some fruit when you wake up to replenish your vitamins."

Lu Li leaned closer to take a look.

Then silence fell.

If you had to define what was on the plate, it would probably just be pieces of fruit.

Some resemble cubes, some pyramids, and some even look like some kind of postmodern sculpture, making it impossible to discern their original shape.

Moreover, each piece bore deep knife marks, "trauma" caused by excessive force.

"this……"

Lu Li pointed to one of the apples that resembled a shuriken.

"Is this an apple?"

"Otherwise what?"

Su Feiyan slammed the knife on the table, making a crisp "clang" sound.

"I find the traditional cutting method too boring."

"One should have an innovative spirit, just like cutting fruit."

She used a toothpick to pick up the "shuriken" and held it to Lu Li's lips.

"Try it; this cutting method locks in moisture to the maximum extent."

Lu Li swallowed hard as he looked at the weapon so close to him.

This isn't locking in moisture; it's clearly locking my throat.

[Forget it, I already ate that bowl of biochemical noodles, what's a little fruit?]

Lu Li opened his mouth and bit down.

Click.

To be honest, the shape is a bit horrific, but the taste is still a normal apple flavor.

"How is it?"

Su Feiyan looked at him expectantly.

"Very chewy!"

Lu Li gave a thumbs up, praising him against his will.

"This geometric cutting method gives the fruit more layers of texture; brilliant, Mr. Su!"

Su Feiyan nodded in satisfaction.

"Then eat more."

She pushed the entire plate of "artwork" she had cut in front of Lu Li.

"They're all yours."

Looking at the pile of fruit and corpses, Lu Li could only eat with tears in his eyes.

……

at the same time.

In a cheap hotel two kilometers away from the Su Group building.

Whoosh!

Another brand-new telescope was smashed to the ground, its lenses shattering everywhere.

Ye Fan was shirtless, his chest heaving violently, and his iconic dragon tattoo twisted with the trembling of his muscles, looking somewhat ferocious.

The message his subordinates had just sent back nearly made him explode with rage.

Failed?

Is Lu Li made of iron?

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Ye Fan slammed his fist into the wall, and the gray plaster crumbled and crumbled.

That medicine was a secret recipe he stole from the old man. It was so potent that even an elephant would vomit for three days and three nights after drinking it, let alone a person.

Which part of the process went wrong?

Ye Fan couldn't understand it.

All he knew was that ever since he met that pretty boy named Lu Li, his luck had never been good.

It's like encountering a natural nemesis.

"Boss..."

The younger brother next to him nervously handed over a gold-embossed invitation.

"I just got this from the black market. The Su Group is having a charity gala tonight, and I heard a lot of celebrities will be there..."

Ye Fan snatched the invitation away, his eyes as sinister as a venomous snake.

Since the covert approach doesn't work, let's try the overt one.

Tonight's party is a true high society affair.

A gigolo like Lu Li, who is only fit to live off a woman, would definitely look foolish in this kind of situation.

At that time, with just a little trickery, he could make Lu Li lose face in front of everyone and become the laughing stock of the entire Jianghai City.

As for Ye Fan, the Dragon King has returned, he can take this opportunity to make a name for himself in Jianghai City and, incidentally, completely conquer that woman, Su Feiyan.

"Get me a suit."

Ye Fan grinned maliciously, his fingers clenching the invitation tightly until the paper warped.

"Tonight, I'll show that bitch Su Feiyan who the real emperor is."

……

The CEO's office.

As dusk fell, the neon lights outside the window began to illuminate.

The internal phone on Su Feiyan's desk rang.

The secretary's sweet voice came through: "Mr. Su, the charity gala starts at 7:30 tonight. The stylist is already downstairs. What do you think...?"

Su Feiyan frowned slightly.

She always tries to avoid these hypocritical social occasions whenever possible.

A group of old men holding wine glasses and flattering each other, or rich second-generation kids strutting around in front of her like peacocks displaying their feathers—it's all so boring.

"Help me push..."

Su Feiyan was about to say she wouldn't go.

My gaze shifted and landed on the man on the sofa who was struggling with a piece of "regular dodecahedron" pear.

Lu Li ate until his cheeks were bulging, like a squirrel hoarding food.

Su Feiyan paused in her sentence.

What if we bring this guy along?

Imagine Lu Li dressed in a suit, standing beside her. He would probably be complaining, but he would still have to obediently help her fend off drinks and unwanted suitors.

That scene... seemed rather interesting?

Moreover, although this kid has a sharp tongue, he always manages to do something unexpected at crucial moments.

More importantly, Ye Fan, that fly, has been keeping an eye on her lately.

Security is tight for this kind of occasion tonight, but who knows if that madman might sneak in?

With Lu Li, this "human lightning rod," by his side, even if something really happens, at least there's someone to take the fall... no, there's someone who can give an early warning.

"Let them come up."

Su Feiyan changed her words.

After hanging up the phone, she picked up the invitation that had long been tossed aside and waved it casually.

"Go change your clothes."

Lu Li was struggling to swallow the last piece of pear when he heard this and was stunned.

"Changing clothes? Why? Are you off work?"

There's a cocktail party tonight.

Su Feiyan stood up, walked to the coat rack, and picked up her coat.

"You will be my companion."

puff.

Lu Li almost choked to death on the pear.

Male companion?

A cocktail party?

Isn't that the most classic place in online novels where people show off and get slapped in the face?

That's Ye Fan's stage!

Jade gambling, treasure appraisal, drinking contests, musical instrument competitions...

In any situation like this, someone will inevitably jump out to mock the protagonist, only to be slapped in the face by the protagonist.

As the male companion of the villainous female supporting character, his fate usually falls into only two categories:

Either he gets humiliated in public by Ye Fan, which highlights the protagonist's awesomeness;

Either Ye Fan secretly sabotages them, making them cannon fodder to advance the plot.

This isn't a cocktail party; it's a battlefield!

I'm not going!

I'd rather die than go!

I'm not going to answer those kinds of life-threatening questions.

I want to go home, I want to lie down, I want to stay in my rented room and watch anime!

Lu Li shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum.

"President Su, I can't do it."

"I'm allergic to alcohol, I have social anxiety, and I don't have any clothes."

"I would only embarrass you if I went to such a high-end place."

"Look at you, so noble and aloof, bringing along a burden like me is so beneath you."

Lu Li began to belittle himself relentlessly, trying to awaken Su Feiyan's sense of disgust.

Seeing his eagerness to avoid her, Su Feiyan's smile deepened.

Don't want to go?

She walked up to Lu Li, bent down, and placed her hands on the armrests of the sofa, trapping Lu Li in that small space.

That familiar sense of oppression returned.

"Lu Li".

She called his name softly, her voice slightly hoarse and alluring.

"I remember your employment contract stated that you must unconditionally obey the reasonable arrangements of your superiors."

"This is business entertainment; it's part of the job."

Lu Li shrank his neck.

"But……"

"No buts."

Su Feiyan held up a finger and waved it in front of him.

"You can choose not to go."

"but……"

She paused, her eyes becoming playful.

"Refusing a business event will result in a deduction from your monthly bonus."

"Refuse twice, and six months' salary will be deducted."

"Moreover, the noodles you just ate were made with top-quality black truffle powder that was air-freighted from France. A bowl of noodles costs about five thousand dollars."

"Those fruits were also specially supplied."

"This afternoon tea, plus compensation for emotional distress, if you don't go..."

Su Feiyan straightened up and spread her hands.

"Then we'll deduct it from your salary gradually, probably over three to five years."

Lu Li's eyes widened.

Holy crap!

[That bowl of noodles that looks like charcoal costs five thousand dollars?]

Did you add gold powder or diamond powder?

This is robbery! This is blatant robbery!

Capitalists are utterly wicked!

Lu Li gritted his teeth, filled with grief and indignation.

But under the tyranny of money, his knees still gave way.

That's several Ws.

For this little bit of money, he'd be willing to risk everything, even going to dangerous places, let alone attending a cocktail party.

"President Su."

Lu Li forced a smile that suggested he was ready to die.

"I'll go."

"It is my pleasure to serve you."

"I would brave mountains of knives and seas of fire."

Su Feiyan patted his cheek with satisfaction.

"good."

"Let's go, my companion."

"If you dare embarrass me tonight..."

She didn't finish her sentence; she simply made a throat-slitting gesture.