He was exiled to Dongguan and shot by two young women with promiscuous sexual harassment.

At Lee Hyori's workstation, files were piled up haphazardly, clearly having been dumped there in the last couple of days.

Construction approval forms, material inspection reports, concealed works acceptance records, concrete test block reports... were piled up haphazardly, some without even folders, simply bound together with rubber bands. The top document even had oil stains on it, apparently used as a trivet by someone.

Yang Jiulang understood that the construction company and the supervisors were selective in their dealings with people.

Even though he was the boss of the client company, he had a bad temper and was ruthless in his scolding. They didn't dare to be negligent and had to organize all the materials properly before they dared to submit them.

Lee Hyori was just an unofficial data clerk, and a newcomer. She was kind and hardworking, so they just did a perfunctory job, throwing the original materials aside and leaving Lee Hyori to sort them out herself.

Yang Jiulang frowned as he looked at it: "No number, no label, not even a complete signature, just thrown over haphazardly. Damn it, it was all neatly arranged when I gave it to Even before. Do they think my sister is easy to bully?"

"These bastards," Yang Jiulang cursed, took out his phone, snapped a photo, and sent it to Even.

Yang Jiulang: [Boss, look at what your dear data clerk has been bullied like this.]

Even replied instantly: [I understand. I'll handle this. These idiots are bullying my people.]

Yang Jiulang: [Thank you, boss. Have a nice weekend.]

A little while later, Even sent another message: [Are you in the office?]

Yang Jiulang: [Yeah, I'm keeping my cousin company while she works overtime.]

Even: [What's the point of hanging out with my cousin? Come join me, let's go hiking. Sitting in the office all day, my back is killing me.]

Yang Jiulang glanced at Lee Hyori, who was sitting at her workstation, diligently sorting documents, her profile showing the focused concentration of a student preparing for an exam.

Even's stunning figure and exquisite face beckoned to him in his mind.

Yang Jiulang: [Okay, where do we meet?]

Even sent a location: "Parking lot at the foot of the mountain. You take a taxi, I'll drive."

Yang Jiulang told Lee Hyori he was going out for a walk, and Lee Hyori waved her hand without looking up, saying, "Go ahead, don't disturb my work."

Yang Jiulang chuckled and ruffled her hair before heading out to hail a taxi.

The parking lot at the foot of the mountain is located north of the industrial area, marking the starting point of the continuous mountain range.

This mountain is quite famous locally. It is divided into developed and undeveloped sections. The developed section is less developed, and residents from the surrounding area often come to climb the mountain for exercise on weekends.

As for the undeveloped areas, those are places that backpackers love to explore.

When Yang Jiulang arrived, Even's red SUV was already parked under the shade of the trees.

Even saw Yang Jiulang, opened the car door, jumped out, and went to greet him.

Yang Jiulang froze, unable to move.

Even wore a light gray, tight-fitting sportswear set today. The top was a cropped sports vest, with a quick-drying jacket that was half-zipped up, and the bottom was dark yoga pants, the kind that accentuated every inch of her curves.

Her short hair was tucked behind her ears, revealing her delicate earlobes and a small section of the nape of her neck. She had changed her lipstick to a dusty rose color, making her look both sharp and sexy.

What's even more striking is her figure. Even is the typical "looks slim in clothes but muscular underneath" type. She has a small frame but low body fat, and her muscle lines are long and smooth. Her waist is so thin that you could wrap your hand around it, but her hips and legs are full and firm. She has curves in all the right places, with no curves where they should be. Her exquisite curves are so perfect that adding or subtracting anything would be too much or too little.

You have to admire the strictness with which these corporate executives manage their physique.

Yang Jiulang stood there, unsure where to look.

"What are you looking at, you idiot?" Even took off her sunglasses and raised an eyebrow at him.

"Look...look at the mountains." Yang Jiulang looked away. "The mountains are so white, no, so high."

Even chuckled and beckoned to him with her finger: "Let's go."

I turned and walked towards the hiking trail.

Yang Jiulang followed behind her, his gaze uncontrollably falling on her waist and hips. Her yoga pants stretched out smooth muscle lines with each step, and every step felt like stepping on his heart.

After walking a few steps, Even suddenly felt a burning sensation on her back and looked back.

Then he saw Yang Jiulang staring intently at his own buttocks.

He spat and said, "Hurry up."

Caught red-handed, Yang Jiulang blushed and quickly took two steps to walk alongside her.

The road was relatively smooth at first, and the two chatted casually.

When talking about Taiwanese cuisine, Yang Jiulang mentioned roasted sweet potatoes from his hometown.

As they climbed halfway up the mountain, the slope became steeper, and Even's breathing gradually became rapid. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and the zipper of her quick-drying jacket was somehow ripped open, revealing a surging, voluptuous figure. Her cleavage was prominently displayed beneath the low neckline of her sports vest.

Yang Jiulang forced himself to watch the road, but his peripheral vision kept drifting in that direction.

"Yang Jiulang," Even suddenly said.

"Huh?" Yang Jiulang was startled.

"Don't just stare, let's chat!"

"Mhm," Yang Jiulang nodded, "Let's watch and chat at the same time."

Even rolled her eyes at him: "How about this, I'll tell you something you men don't know, and you tell me something we women don't know?"

"Hehe," Yang Jiulang laughed, "Sure, you go first, I don't believe I don't know."

Even stopped, put her hands on her hips, took a breath, and looked at him with a half-smile: "Listen carefully, we women pee standing up when we take a shower."

"Huh?" Yang Jiulang stumbled and almost tumbled down the mountain, exclaiming, "Really?!"

"Seriously, it's so convenient to just rinse with water, but it can burn your legs sometimes..." Even suddenly froze. She realized that the guy opposite her was staring intently at her urination spot. She quickly turned around to face her side and cursed, "You little sly thief, I really want to gouge your eyes out."

Yang Jiulang then withdrew his greedy gaze.

"It's your turn. Tell us something we women don't know~" Even said in a sweet, coquettish voice.

Yang Jiulang racked his brains, but for a moment he really didn't know what to say.

Suddenly remembering something, he cleared his throat and said, "Boss, when we drive engineering piles on the construction site, we need to add lubricating oil into the pile holes."

"what?"

"Reduce the friction of the pile wall to make the pile easier to drive in; otherwise, too much friction will damage the pile."

Even stared at him expressionlessly for three seconds, then exclaimed, "Yang Jiulang, do you want to hear what you're saying? You're talking about work? How boring."

Yang Jiulang secretly curled into a wicked smile: "Boss, very few women know this!"

"Hmph." Even turned and walked away, but suddenly stopped, turned back, and shouted, "Ah, I get it, Yang Jiulang, this is good, this is good, it's powerful, it's powerful, hehehe."

Yang Jiulang frowned: "Boss, what kind of hobby is this?"

Working together as a man and a woman makes the work easier. The two bickered all the way up the mountain and before they knew it, they had reached the platform halfway up the mountain.

There were several trash cans and a rest pavilion on the platform, where the two people sat and drank water.

At this moment, an elderly woman with a full head of white hair walked to the trash can, stuck her head into it, and picked out a few bottles.

As she was putting the bottle into a plastic bag, a middle-aged man in old camouflage suddenly rushed over, holding a bamboo stick, and lashed out at the woman.