"By the way, boss," Lei Hui asked again with some concern, "Are you still taking that herbal medicine?"
"Mm," Lin Xuan nodded.
Lei Hui pressed further, "Does it work?"
Lin Xuan nodded again, "Yes, quite well."
His endurance and stamina had indeed improved somewhat.
If he kept it up a little longer, he should finally be able to outmatch Hua.
Once he could surpass Hua, it wouldn’t be him dreading those bedroom matters anymore—it would be Hua who should fear him.
"That’s good to hear," Lei Hui said, relieved. He then stood quietly to the side, careful not to disturb Lin Xuan’s work.
Half an hour later, Lin Xuan finished handling his tasks.
He leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes for a brief rest.
Secretary Liang approached.
"Boss, General Manager, Second Miss Jiang has arrived. She mentioned she had an appointment with you," Secretary Liang reported respectfully.
"Take her to the meeting room. I’ll go see her now," Lin Xuan said, rising to his feet and heading toward the meeting room.
Lei Hui, grinning, gathered the documents and carried them back to his office, carefully reviewing their contents.
As he scanned the red-inked annotations on the pages, he couldn’t help but nod in admiration.
As always, the boss had an uncanny ability to spot inconsistencies or oversights in the documents and offer razor-sharp suggestions.
Having the boss review these files was never a mistake.
Unable to resist, Lei Hui turned to Secretary Liang with another complaint.
"Secretary Liang, don’t you think it’d be great if the boss spent more time developing the company? With his talent, isn’t it a waste not to focus on business?"
Secretary Liang replied, "General Manager, in my opinion, our boss is already quite diligent. If I had a girlfriend like Boss Su, I’d probably be living off her wealth by now."
Why work so hard when you could just relax?
Lei Hui choked on his words.
If he were the boss, he’d probably do the same…
With Boss Su supporting him, he could easily coast through life. Even the smallest fraction of her wealth would guarantee a lifetime of comfort.
Not to mention how much Boss Su adored their boss—she’d surely spare no expense for him.
Secretary Liang’s phone rang—a call from the front desk.
"What is it?" she asked, stepping out of the general manager’s office.
The receptionist answered, "Secretary Liang, Su Corporation has sent someone to discuss the collaboration."
"Understood," Secretary Liang said, about to hang up when the receptionist added,
"Secretary Liang, this time, the CEO of Su Corporation—Boss Su herself—is here to negotiate."
Secretary Liang perked up immediately.
This collaboration between their company and Su Corporation was only worth a modest 200 million—a trivial amount for a giant like Su Corporation.
Yet Boss Su had come in person.
"Good. Make sure she’s well accommodated."
Secretary Liang wasn’t aware that Lin Xuan and Jiang Yutong were cousins.
She had initially planned to have the receptionist escort Su Hua straight to Lin Xuan’s office.
But now, Lin Xuan was in a meeting with Jiang Yutong.
Having read enough novels, she knew that powerful women like Boss Su could be quite jealous.
If Boss Su found out their boss was meeting another woman alone, misunderstandings were bound to arise.
"Take her to Meeting Room 805," Secretary Liang instructed.
"Understood, Secretary Liang."
After hanging up, she hurried back into the general manager’s office.
"General Manager, Boss Su is here in person to discuss the collaboration."
"Why would she bother with such a minor deal?" Lei Hui frowned.
Then it hit him—she was probably here to see the boss.
But the boss was still occupied, and he never handled negotiations personally anyway.
Lei Hui decided he would meet with Su Hua first and let the boss join afterward.
He and Secretary Liang entered the meeting room.
Su Hua was already seated on the sofa.
At Su Corporation, she usually wore a black business dress, but before coming to Tianmu Group, she had changed into a form-fitting black cheongsam.
Her hair was pinned up with a wooden hairpin.
The cheongsam accentuated her alluring figure, making her fair skin appear even more radiant under its dark fabric.
Her makeup was striking—bold red lips completing her dazzling presence.
When the door opened, her cool gaze flickered toward the newcomers.
Seeing Lei Hui and Secretary Liang, her delicate brows furrowed.
Secretary Liang rubbed her arms. "It’s freezing in here. Is the AC set too low?"
Lei Hui also noticed the sudden chill.
"Boss Su, are you cold? Should I have someone bring you a blanket or adjust the temperature?"
"No need," Su Hua replied tersely.
Jiang Qing glanced upward.
This had nothing to do with the air conditioning—it was simply Boss Su’s displeasure at not seeing Young Master Lin.
"Boss Su, our boss is still tied up at the moment, so I’ll discuss the collaboration with you first. He’ll join you later," Lei Hui said respectfully.
"Mm," Su Hua responded curtly.
Despite the cold, beads of sweat formed on Lei Hui’s forehead.
Boss Su’s aura was overwhelming—almost unbearable.
"Boss Su, here’s the contract for our collaboration with Su Corporation. Please review it and let us know if there are any issues. We’ll do our best to accommodate your requests."
Truthfully, negotiating with Boss Su was nerve-wracking.
Her reputation as the "Ice Queen" of Su Corporation was well-earned—her competence undeniable.
Though she was dating their boss, a strong-willed woman like her surely kept business and personal matters separate.
Lei Hui expected no major concessions from her.
He placed the contract in front of Su Hua.
"Boss Su, feel free to point out any concerns," he said.
Su Hua barely glanced at the document, making no move to open it.
"There are no issues with the collaboration. Sign it," she said flatly.
Lei Hui: "???"
No issues?
He looked at Su Hua, then back at the untouched contract.
Wait—she hadn’t even read it. And she was ready to sign?
Jiang Qing wasn’t the least bit surprised.
Boss Su had only come to Tianmu Group to see Young Master Lin.
With him absent, she had no interest in wasting time on paperwork.
But if it had been Young Master Lin sitting across from her, things would’ve been different.
She would’ve scrutinized every clause and debated every detail with him.
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