Quick Transmigration: Don't Let an Honest Man Become a Villainous Supporting Female Character

Today I'm going to the Fu family to discuss cooperation.

This was Mu Zheng's first time visiting the Fu family, and the cooperation was only agreed to reluctantly because of his father's influence.

Yesterday, Mu Zheng's eyes and face were swollen from crying for so long. He was drinking an iced Americano and was feeling dazed.

To be honest, he really couldn't stand this stuff; it tasted like horse piss. But the makeup artist said it would reduce swelling, so he went for it.

When Ji Chaoxi arrived at his house with the documents, she was silent for a while upon seeing this scene.

She remembered they went to discuss a collaboration; otherwise, she might have thought he was going to a fashion show…

"President, these are some details we'll be discussing later. Please take a look." Ji Chaoxi handed him the prepared documents.

Mu Zheng winked at himself in the mirror: "Hey, you guys think I look a bit like an idol now? I wonder if Fu Wanyi would like this style."

The makeup artist fawned, "Of course you'll like it! If you, Mr. Mu, were to participate in a talent show, you'd definitely debut as the center!"

Mu Zheng curled his lips into a smile: "Assistant Ji, reward him."

Ji Chaoxi was silent for a moment: "How much should I reward?"

Mu Zheng made a five.

A short while later, the makeup artist's phone rang.

[5 yuan received via Alipay]

The makeup artist was laughing so hard her eyes were practically closed, showering her with all sorts of compliments.

Mu Zheng put his hand to his lips, occasionally making a soft "pfft" sound; he seemed to be in a very good mood.

Ji Chaoxi squeezed in with difficulty: "President, please memorize these basic vocabulary words, so you won't be unable to understand later."

Mu Zheng touched his jawline with satisfaction: "I've heard that a man needs a sharp jawline to be sexy."

The stylist had long coveted the makeup artist's 50,000 yuan, so he quickly pushed Ji Chaoxi aside and flashed his signature smile.

"Mr. Mu, what do you think of this outfit today? This whole outfit was flown in from Milan. Most people might not be able to pull it off, but Mr. Mu, you have a great figure and look even better than the models."

"This hairstyle is based on the most popular styles in the entertainment industry right now. What do you think?"

Mu Zheng squinted, touched his hair, raised an eyebrow, and snapped his fingers: "Reward."

The hairstylist looked at Ji Chaoxi expectantly.

Ji Chaoxi: ...

"The money has been transferred."

The hairstylist worked even harder after seeing the transfer notification.

"President, the Fu Corporation might ask you about the exit mechanism later, at that time..."

Mu Zheng finally understood human speech. He leaned back in his chair and slowly asked, "What is an exit mechanism?"

Ji Chaoxi could only explain in words he could understand: "It's about how to take the money and run away."

Mu Zheng stood up and looked at the photographer behind him. The photographer very skillfully took Mu Zheng's makeup photos.

The photographer squatted in front, snapping photos and praising, "Mr. Mu, you performed exceptionally well! Your expressiveness surpasses that of some celebrities! This is the perfect angle!"

"So incredibly handsome, so incredibly handsome, he's like an automatic model!"

Mu Zheng became more and more addicted to the poses, sometimes putting his hands in his pockets, sometimes gazing at the sky with melancholy, and sometimes drinking coffee.

He reluctantly ended the shoot after filming for a long time.

The photographer leaned closer to him: "Mr. Mu, what do you think of these?"

Mu Zheng looked at it intently.

Ji Chaoxi, who was standing next to him, quickly flipped open the report: "President, regarding the company's cash flow coverage ratio..."

Mu Zheng's gaze finally settled on Ji Chaoxi, his expression becoming somewhat serious.

Ji Chaoxi was overjoyed. Was he finally going to start caring about his work?

"Assistant Ji, the photographer is editing the photos now. Have him send you the retouched ones later. Then save them and post them on your WeChat Moments, making sure they are only visible to Fu Wanyi. They must be posted before we arrive at the Fu Corporation."

He leaned solemnly against the window, one hand in his pocket, the other giving instructions, as if making some important decision.

"I'm entrusting this important task to you, okay? After you get to the Fu Corporation, I'll check whether Fu Wanyi liked your high-level post on social media."

Ji Chaoxi said reluctantly, "Why don't you post on your own WeChat Moments?"

The boss even started controlling the employees' WeChat Moments! She vowed to stand up to him!

Mu Zheng looked at her quietly and made a five with his hand.

"I'll complete this mission to the death!" Ji Chaoxi was immediately filled with enthusiasm.

Mu Zheng was finally ready to set off.

Ji Chaoxi, holding the documents, asked, "President, did you remember what I just said?"

This is the Fu family's business, we absolutely cannot mess it up.

Mu Zheng was taking a selfie with his newly bought iPhone: "Assistant Ji, do you think Fu Wanyi will like this look?"

Ji Chaoxi choked up: "President, can you be a little more serious?"

Mu Zheng retorted confidently, "If you can't even handle this simple matter, what use are you to me!"

Ji Chaoxi: ...

Then Ji Chaoxi, Mu Zheng, along with his eight bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses, a makeup artist and stylist, and six drivers, set off for the Fu family.

Six identical luxury cars were driving on the road, and passersby thought they were some big stars attending an event, so they all took out their phones to take pictures.

"Open the window."

Mu Zheng, sitting in the back row, gave the order.

The driver immediately opened the window.

Mu Zheng was wearing sunglasses, his hand lazily resting on the window, revealing his delicate profile.

He frowned as if he had a toothache and tilted his head to the side.

He then let out a long sigh, leaned back in his seat, and looked exhausted.

The driver and Ji Chaoxi exchanged a silent glance.

Just then, a small electric scooter suddenly darted past from the side, startling Mu Zheng, who hurriedly pulled his hand back inside.

"Are you crazy, driving that fast!"

What if I break his hand?

The driver silently closed the window.

"President, although Miss Fu's brother, Fu Linzhou, has never been rude to anyone and seems easy to talk to, he is actually very strict with projects."

"Although the chairman has already spoken with Mr. Fu beforehand, you still need to make a good impression later." Ji Chaoxi flipped through Fu Linzhou's file.

Mu Zheng finally became interested, and he crossed his legs: "Isn't that my future brother-in-law?"

"Don't worry, I'll definitely make a good impression on my brother-in-law."

Mu Zheng's words only fueled Ji Chaoxi's growing sense of foreboding.

Seeing Ji Chaoxi's obvious distrust, Mu Zheng angrily shouted, "Don't you have a crush on me? Who would make such an expression when they have a crush on someone? My eyes are sparkling when I look at Fu Wanyi."

He cooperated by making a bright, sparkling look in his eyes.

Mu Zheng gave her a disdainful look: "You don't even know how to have a crush on someone."

Ji Chaoxi forced a smile: "I was just trying to get your attention."

Mu Zheng frowned and immediately said seriously, "Didn't I tell you not to bring your crush to work? And I really won't like you, so give up on that idea."

He only loves Fu Wanyi.