Eighteen Ghost Emperors of my ancestors, how dare you make me live in terror?

"woke up?"

Lu Ye was still in a daze when a slightly cold voice sounded from the side.

A long, slender hand with fair skin pushed a cup of coffee in front of you.

"Thank you, I'll drink this."

Lu Ye took out a thermos containing goji berries from under his seat and took a sip.

His gaze unconsciously swept over Jiang Yingqing.

Today, the president changed into a dark purple business suit, with the collar slightly open. He wore gold-rimmed glasses, which made him look very professional and capable. His long legs, which even Lu Ye found excessively pleasing to the eye, were crossed, and the tips of his crystal high heels almost touched his trouser legs.

The large conference room was now empty except for the two of them, and the atmosphere was rather quiet.

Moreover, because he was sitting close enough, Lu could smell the president's perfume, the same one he smelled in the elevator that day.

"Now that you're awake, let's go."

Jiang Yingqing was the first to stand up and walk out of the meeting room, her high heels making rhythmic sounds on the floor.

"Where are we going?" Lu followed.

"The proposal has been successfully submitted, and the client's leaders are very satisfied. If the business banquet tonight goes smoothly, the company will be able to secure this project."

"I see."

Lu Ye, with a completely unconscious expression, picked at his ear.

He felt no shame whatsoever for openly sleeping during the briefing.

It seemed that everyone in the company had left early, and only he and Jiang Yingqing were still lingering in the client's company. As they walked through the client's company lobby, the HR person from before cast a teasing glance at them.

"Hey, your company's biggest contributor has finally woken up?"

"Even your CEO personally waits for you to wake up. That's really high-class treatment."

Perhaps because a cooperation agreement was about to be signed, the HR personnel from Party A showed a corresponding level of friendliness.

However, Lu was somewhat confused. He only asked after entering the elevator, "What great contributor?"

Jiang Yingqing stood in the elevator for a while, and when she realized that Lu Ye had no intention of pressing the elevator button, she reached out and pressed the button for the first floor herself.

"You were snoring during the briefing earlier."

"Sorry, it's a bad habit I've developed recently. I didn't snore before." Hongluan had mentioned this recently, saying that he sometimes snores after falling asleep, which sounds so cute.

It seems I'm getting old.

Lu Ye took another sip of the goji berry water. "Is it affecting the company's image?"

Openly sleeping during a briefing and even snoring will definitely lower one's impression score, although Lu doesn't seem to care much.

"No." Jiang Yingqing's lips actually curled up slightly. "I told them that you worked very hard on this plan and hadn't slept for seven days. The client appreciated your dedication and gave you extra points."

"I'm not saying this to be mean, but this client is a bit of a freak, just like you," Lu Ye blurted out.

"What? You think I'm a pervert?" Jiang Yingqing frowned and looked over. No one in the company had ever dared to speak to her like that.

Lu Ye met those large, exquisitely lined eyes, then glanced past the other person and said, "The door is open."

Stepping out of the client company building, Lu Ye lazily stretched in the afternoon sun, glanced back at the height of the building, and estimated how much explosives would be needed to blow it up.

"Where to?"

Lu glanced at the roadside. He hadn't driven his sports car today; he'd come in the company car, but the company car had already gone back.

"You're coming with me to a business banquet for the client company tonight. Your outfit isn't suitable; go change into something more business-like."

Jiang Yingqing walked to the roadside, and the headlights of a Rolls-Royce van flashed.

Will it be open?

Lu glanced at the expensive luxury car and decisively shook his head: "Yes, but I won't be the driver."

"Then let's take a taxi."

Jiang Yingqing was even more decisive, taking out her phone to call a car, and soon a luxury sedan stopped in front of her.

"Get in the car."

Jiang Yingqing got into the car first, and Lu Ye lazily followed suit.

.........

Half an hour later, in a shop selling handmade suits.

Jiang Yingqing sat on a single sofa, elegantly sipping the lemon tea delivered by the store. She frowned as she looked at Lu Ye in the mirror and waved to the female saleswoman next to her.

"Change it again, pick something more mature to suppress his lazy air."

"Yes, Mr. Jiang."

The saleswoman smiled and pushed over several more suits for Lu Ye to change into.

Lu Ye stood there like a human mannequin, being manipulated for a long time, and finally got a little annoyed. "If you change it again, I'm not going anymore."

He plans to wear shorts and flip-flops when meeting his mother-in-law, but he makes such a complicated arrangement when having dinner with his client. Does his client deserve it?

"This set will do; it suits you perfectly."

Jiang Yingqing looked at Lu Ye's reflection in the full-length mirror.

He was wearing a burgundy suit, tailored to fit perfectly, which accentuated his figure, paired with a pair of patterned crocodile leather shoes, and a dark purple shirt underneath, with the top button of the collar undone.

It didn't really show much of a business-like demeanor, but rather added a lot of unrestrained and unconventional air to Lu Ye.

Anyway, Lu had never seen himself so flamboyant.

"This gentleman's demeanor isn't suited to a business-like style; he's better suited to a more natural and comfortable look, which gives him a very aristocratic air," the saleswoman flattered him.

Lu Ye was amused; it was the first time someone had called him "young master," though his attire did seem quite natural.

"I'm curious about your living environment. How did you develop such an indifferent attitude towards everything?"

Jiang Yingqing took an exquisite bow tie and tied it on Lu Ye's head. Lu Ye was momentarily lost in thought as he looked at the complete outfit.

"Perhaps it's because I'm looking forward to death that I don't care," Lu said in a deliberately profound tone, which startled Jiang Yingqing again.

After tidying up, Lu Ye and Jiang Yingqing changed into a proper dress. The black lace dress was adorned with small crystal sequins, and her long hair was even more unrestrained. She looked less capable in the workplace and more mature and alluring.

"Let's go."

It was already dark when I walked out of the clothing store.

This time, instead of taking a taxi, the company had already sent a driver to bring the Rolls-Royce over. When she got in the car, Jiang Yingqing kept looking out the window until she finally spoke softly after a long time.

"You were responsible for the explosions at those competing companies yesterday, weren't you?"

Lu Ye, who was gnawing on a chicken leg, suddenly looked up, his face showing an expression more wronged than Dou E's. "What explosion? Who did it? You need to provide evidence, otherwise even if you're the leader, I'll sue you for defamation."

Jiang Yingqing looked at his exaggerated expression, his puffed-out cheeks, the half-eaten chicken leg in his hand, and the grease on his lips. For the first time, a helpless expression flashed across her usually expressionless face.

Are you hungry?

Jiang Shuying took out a handkerchief and subconsciously wiped away a bit of oil stain on Lu Ye's sleeve. When she leaned over, Lu Ye saw her alluring breasts.

There was a moment of stunned silence.

Because Hongluan used to wipe away the stains on his mouth and body every time he ate.

Today, Hongluan has shrunk back into the tattoo on his chest and is no longer moving. I don't know why.

Lu Ye immediately lost interest in eating the chicken leg and turned to look out the car window.

Jiang Yingqing's somewhat unnatural voice came from beside him.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome. Don't misunderstand, I'm just doing this to complete a mission."

Silence fell inside the car.

An hour later, the Rolls-Royce stopped in front of an elegant hotel.

The company's Lao Da and the department manager were already waiting outside the door. When they saw Lu Ye, dressed to the nines, get out of the car with the president, the department manager's eyes widened.

Wang Chao, who was standing alone at the farthest point, also had a complex expression on his face.

Only Lao Da quietly gave a thumbs up, which meant: Team leader is awesome!

"Mr. Jiang, the client's people have all arrived."

"Okay, let's go."

Jiang Yingqing straightened her clothes and naturally reached out to link arms with Lu Ye.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't move, this is basic business etiquette."