After a long while, Lu Chengwen woke up. A single tear of despair slid down his cheek.
It was over. Completely over.
All his hard work to lose money had backfired spectacularly. Not only was he failing to lose, but he was raking in profits hand over fist. Let me lose something, anything! Getting too rich is dangerous! It'll put me in Long Aotian's crosshairs! Sure, he wasn't afraid of Long Aotian anymore, but he couldn't afford to become a fat target either. His plan was to lie low, stay humble, and drag things out until the endgame. If Great Sage Group grew too fast, his conflict with Long Aotian would become irreconcilable. Long Aotian aimed to dominate the North, and Lu Chengwen would be the biggest obstacle in his path.
Damn it! Damn it all to hell!
He lay on a three-million-yuan antique recliner from an auction, his head resting on Jiang Shihan's lap, enveloped by the scent of her fragrance. It was intoxicating—not gaudy or cheap, just pure, natural allure. A youthful, feminine scent that soothed his nerves and sparked a few wayward thoughts.
Jiang Shihan looked down at him. "President Lu, you're awake! You used to make money without batting an eye, but this time you're so thrilled you passed out!"
Of all these women, Jiang Shihan's the only normal one, Lu Chengwen thought. Leng Qingqiu's overly serious and desperately needy—prim and proper on the outside, but probably a closet romantic. Her mood swings are a buzzkill. Chen Mengyun's refined, sure, but she can turn into a shrieking madwoman, yelling like I've wronged her and shirked responsibility. And Xu Xuejiao? Don't get me started. She's a little demon, always scheming against me, with acting skills that could fool the world. She's got my whole family thinking I'm a twisted creep who loves and leaves. But Jiang Shihan? Obedient, smart, diligent, attentive. She takes care of me flawlessly, always compliant, never arguing.
A faint smile of relief crossed his face. For a moment, he couldn't bear to leave the comfort of Jiang Shihan's soft, full thighs or the enchanting scent of her presence. I'll pretend to be out a bit longer. Might as well enjoy this.
She's the kind of woman you marry. Brings prosperity, sweet yet versatile, and probably a blast to be with.
Lu Chengwen rubbed his temples. "How long was I out?"
Jiang Shihan, basking in his mental praise, was over the moon. Sure, his thoughts were a bit crude, but what man wasn't like that? Women had their fantasies too—being flirted with, pinned against a wall, or "bullied" by a domineering CEO like Lu Chengwen. Haven't I daydreamed about him overpowering me, leaving me no choice but to let him have his way? And he said she was marriage material! Could I really become part of the Lu family? Am I worthy?
Her cheeks flushed with happiness as she gently massaged his head. He doesn't even like Leng Qingqiu, Xu Xuejiao, or Chen Mengyun! I have so many qualities in his eyes—I'm so happy!
"Shihan," Lu Chengwen said.
"Yes?"
"You okay?"
Jiang Shihan, multitasking—massaging his head while lost in her giddy thoughts—smiled at the window. "I'm fine."
"Then what are you doing?"
"Giving you a massage, President Lu," she replied, her voice softer than ever.
"Look down. You're not rubbing my temples—you're poking my eyes."
She glanced down and gasped. Her thumbs were pressing on his eyelids. Laughing, she pulled back. "Sorry, sorry, President Lu! I got distracted."
"I thought you were trying to blind me."
"No way!" She giggled. "I'd never…"
Lu Chengwen sighed. "Alright, I'm getting up."
"No, don't!" Jiang Shihan laughed. "Let me keep going."
"You've been at it forever. You must be tired."
"I'm not!" she insisted. "Lie back, stay still, be good."
Lu Chengwen frowned. What's with her today? She's acting weird.Whatever, a bit more rest won't hurt. I've had a rough day—losing big time. A beauty pampering me is only fair, right? Sexy secretary massaging my head? I'm in heaven. Wouldn't trade this for immortality.
He closed his eyes, savoring the moment. Jiang Shihan, hearing his thoughts, grew even more flustered and bashful. She's got that seductive charm. I could pin her down and have some fun. If she wore some sexy lingerie—stockings and all—for a full-body massage… damn, that'd be the dream!
Blushing, Jiang Shihan whispered, "President Lu."
"Hm?"
"I… I'll buy some sexy lingerie. I can… serve you anytime."
Lu Chengwen bolted upright. "What?"
"Nothing!" She lowered her head, avoiding his eyes. "I just thought… you might like it."
Lu Chengwen was floored. Is she hitting on me? No way—she's not the type to throw herself at me for money. Her mom's been sick for years, and she's worked hard without ever taking shortcuts. What's going on?
"Uh…" he stammered. "Everyone… they were freaked out when I fainted, right?"
Jiang Shihan shook her head. "They were thrilled you made so much money."
"Thrilled?!" Lu Chengwen's nostrils flared. "Those animals!"
They're excited about making money?
"Where are they?"
"Outside. Should I call them in?"
"Do it."
Lu Chengwen sat on the recliner, legs crossed like a gruff farmer. Jiang Shihan stepped out and summoned the team. A heavyset vice president trailed behind, shouting into his phone: "Do you get it? We hit the jackpot today! With President Lu's style, we're definitely celebrating! What's there to ask? Book the biggest room! Take over the whole club—no outsiders allowed! Every girl's gotta show up—black stockings and heels are a must! Fishnets? Sure, fishnets work, I like those! Leng Qingqiu's engagement is off, so no limits anymore! One last time: President Lu's a freak now, not a simp!"
He hung up angrily, then caught Lu Chengwen's blank stare. Unfazed, he thumped his chest and pointed at Lu Chengwen, as if to say, I've got you covered.
Lu Chengwen rolled his eyes, too annoyed to argue. "What's the situation? Lay it out."
Li Meiqin stepped forward. "President Lu, our stock's climbing. The market's about to close today, but this momentum's perfect—it creates a 'stocks too hot to buy' vibe. After a night of no trading, tomorrow's opening will send our shares through the roof!"
Lu Chengwen nodded. "Got it."
Another vice president jumped in. "President Lu, I'm in awe! At first… yeah, we all thought you were crazy for touching the shantytown project. I'll admit, every time I pissed, I imagined the urinal deodorizer as your head, flushing it with a vengeance! But today!" He dropped to his knees, hands, feet, and head hitting the floor.
"What the hell are you doing?" Lu Chengwen snapped.
"Five-point prostration!" the man declared.
"Prostration my ass! Next time you pee, focus, and stop fantasizing about me!"
"Yes, sir!" The vice president stood. "Spending 5 billion upfront to calm the public? That's a move no one else could pull off! Only you, President Lu, had the guts! Now it's clear—that money was worth every penny. Snow City's people are fooled, thinking you're a saintly entrepreneur, not a scheming mastermind!"
Lu Chengwen nodded, slowly picking up a shoe. Then, with a snarl, he hurled it at him. "Get out! From now on, you're banned from the company bathrooms! I'll kill you otherwise!"
The man, unfazed, raised a fist as he left. "President Lu's the man!"
Lu Chengwen moved to chase him, but Jiang Shihan held him back. Another vice president piped up, "President Lu, take my knees!"
Lu Chengwen pointed. "You! What do you think about when you piss?"
"I'd never imagine you as a deodorizer!" the man said earnestly, his honesty almost convincing. Lu Chengwen nodded, satisfied, until he continued, "But when I'm taking a dump—"
"You son of a—!" Lu Chengwen turned to Jiang Shihan. "Where's my knife?! I'll gut him!"
The man, still excited, said, "President Lu, sacrificing a pawn to save the king was genius! That leaked recording, painting you as a noble healer and pinning the blame on the young master? Absolute brilliance!"
"My brother? Where is he now?"
"Locked up!" the man said gleefully. "After the recording dropped, the police hauled him away—four cars! Armed cops with rifles, so badass! Neighbors were gawking, saying he'll be shot before trial. Talk about a spectacle!"
Lu Chengwen stared, speechless, then turned to Li Meiqin. "Are all our VPs like this?"
Li Meiqin could only offer an awkward smile. "Don't worry, President Lu. I checked—your brother's in a high-end cell for major white-collar criminals. Soft bed, premium bedding, three meals with fruit, forty-five minutes of daily yard time, and a private bathroom!"
Lu Chengwen scratched his head. "Get out! Out! Don't make me hit you!"
At the door, the man raised a fist. "No regrets joining Great Sage! I'll serve President Lu in the next life too!"
Lu Chengwen grabbed his other shoe and threw it. "To hell with you!"
The heavyset vice president approached, tears in his eyes. Lu Chengwen clutched his chest. "I'm out of shoes. Just talk straight!"
"President Lu, I won't say much. Tonight, I've arranged some college girls for you. Enjoy! I know you're into this. Leng Qingqiu held you back for years, but now…" He clasped his hands in a salute. "For Great Sage's legacy, for our management and staff, for your manhood—stop holding back! Tonight, at Golden Splendor Club, unleash your legendary Dragon King Spear…"
Lu Chengwen leapt up. "I'll take you all down!"
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