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Just as Li Yichen and Ling'er were interacting, the double mahogany doors to the office were pushed open from the outside.

The sound of high heels clicking on the solid wood floor was crisp and rapid.

Ji Yanran walked in carrying a stack of blue folders that was half a meter high, her high heels slamming on the desk.

Feng Yue followed behind, carrying a tablet computer, and walked to a separate workstation in the corner to start organizing the data.

Ji Yanran tossed the stack of folders onto the large table.

The paper made a rustling sound when it was rubbed together.

She braced herself on the edge of the table with both hands, leaning forward.

"Hey, isn't this our Great Xia's youngest trillionaire?"

She dragged out the last syllable, her tone full of teasing.

"Boss, in the first week of production at the second-phase factory, the capacity was immediately at full capacity. Trucks from Da Mi and Bi Di are blocking the factory gate every day, hauling goods overnight. CEO Lei even called me in the middle of the night yesterday, insisting on adding another ten million chips to the order."

The finance department's accounts are receiving astronomical sums every day; the accountants checking the accounts are practically going blind. Yesterday alone, the daily shipment volume exceeded 30 million battery cells. And that doesn't even include the overseas distributors queuing up to pay in full.

She pointed to the pile of documents on the table.

"You're rolling in money right now, the amount of money flowing into your account every day is countless. The media outside are calculating your net worth every day, saying you're about to kick Musk out. Just now, a few Wall Street reporters downstairs tried to sneak in to interview you, but security threw them out."

She raised one eyebrow.

"As the steward of your 300 billion cash flow, I'm losing hair from staying up all night every day, and I can barely afford skincare products anymore. The other day I went to the beauty salon, and they said I even have fine lines around my eyes."

She tapped on the table.

"Shouldn't this annual salary be increased? I can't just work without getting any food."

As Li Yichen listened to Ji Yanran's ramblings, he picked up the celadon teacup beside him and blew away the tea leaves floating on it.

I took a sip.

The warm tea slid down my throat.

He placed the teacup back on the mahogany table, making a crisp clinking sound.

He looked at Ji Yanran's face, which looked slightly tired from working non-stop.

This woman is really working hard.

From the company's inception to now, she has handled all the big and small matters on her own.

"What's your annual salary again?"

Ji Yanran rolled her eyes.

Thirty million.

She pouted.

"What, Mr. Li thinks it's too much? I've signed a contract to be available 24/7. Where else can you find this kind of value for money?"

Li Yichen leaned back in the large leather chair, his legs crossed and resting on the edge of the table.

With a wave of his hand.

"It certainly doesn't suit your status."

He spoke as casually as if he were buying cabbage at the market.

"Double it up, starting today, your annual salary is 60 million."

He gestured with his chin toward her.

"Don't say I treated you badly when you go out in the future."

The air is stuck.

Ji Yanran was just joking casually and didn't expect the stingy boss to actually make money.

The second half of her prepared statement got stuck in her throat.

His eyes were wide open.

Sixty million.

These three words kept churning in her brain.

The finger bones loosened.

Another thin folder that was tucked under his arm slipped from his grasp.

pat.

The folder slammed onto the table, and half of the A4 paper inside slid out.

She was completely unaware.

Ecstasy overwhelmed reason.

Ji Yanran's brain completely short-circuited, and she directly crossed the red line called professional ethics.

The high heels slammed down on the ground.

She braced herself on the table with both hands.

His upper body went directly over the large mahogany desk.

She grabbed Li Yichen's neck and put her arms around his neck.

Her red lips moved closer.

*smack*

She kissed his cheek deeply.

The noise was so loud it echoed throughout the 200-square-meter office.

The lipstick has a smooth, warm feel.

"Boss, I love you to death."

She shouted excitedly, her voice cracking.

This sudden turn of events caught Li Yichen completely off guard.

His legs, which were originally resting on the edge of the table, slid down.

He froze in the boss's chair.

A warm, soft touch came from the side of my face, along with a faint scent of rose perfume.

He raised his right hand and touched the spot where he had been kissed.

There was a noticeable lipstick stain on my fingertip.

His face was filled with astonishment.

What's wrong with this woman?

in the corner.

Feng Yue was stuffing a report into the shredder.

The machine made a hissing sound as it swallowed the paper.

Hearing the noise, she turned her head.

My gaze fell upon this explosive scene.

My hand trembled.

A Montblanc pen worth several thousand dollars slipped through his fingers.

pat.

The pen hit the carpet, splashing a few drops of ink into the carpet.

Feng Yue's breathing stopped.

She felt her heart skip a beat.

She was screaming wildly inside.

Holy crap.

I saw something I shouldn't have seen.

A cold and aloof female CEO forcefully kisses the billionaire boss.

If this scene gets out, tomorrow's financial and entertainment headlines will explode.

Live broadcast of office politics.

Will President Ji make things difficult for me once he wakes up and tries to silence me?

Should I gouge out my eyes to prove I'm blind?

This is an exclusive scoop!

But I haven't lived enough yet; I want to earn my salary for a few more years.

She stood frozen in place, too afraid to even bend down to pick up the pen.

They were afraid of making any noise that might attract the attention of the two men.

After Ji Yanran shouted those words, her rationality finally returned.

My gaze refocused.

She saw the red mark on Li Yichen's fingertip.

Turn your head to the side again.

He met Feng Yue's eyes, which were as big as copper bells.

boom.

Blood rushed straight to the top of the head.

Ji Yanran's face turned red all the way from her neck to her ears, so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

She released her grip as if she'd been electrocuted, taking two steps back.

The high heels made a messy sound as they stepped on the floor.

"Boss..."

Her tongue was tied, and she couldn't piece together a complete sentence.

He gestured wildly with both hands in mid-air.

"I... I was expressing my utmost respect for capital..."

She swallowed hard, on the verge of tears.

"Don't misunderstand."

Li Yichen looked at President Ji, who was usually decisive and ruthless.

Standing in front of the table, at a loss for what to do, she looked exactly like a little girl who had done something wrong.

He simply couldn't hold it in any longer.

He slapped his thigh and burst into laughter.

The laughter made the celadon teacups on the table tremble.

"President Ji, your respect is a bit too much."

He took a tissue and wiped the lipstick stain off his face.

"Next time, please give me a heads-up before expressing your respect so I can be mentally prepared."

The awkward atmosphere in the office was almost palpable.

Li Yichen turned his head to look at the corner.

Feng Yue wished she could fold herself up and stuff herself into the shredder.

"Sealing the Moon".

Li Yichen called her name.

Feng Yue shuddered and stood up straight.

"You've done a great job lately, helping Yanran with a lot of work."

Li Yichen tapped the table, his smile unchanged.

"In that case, your annual salary will also increase to five million."

He raised an eyebrow at her.

"Consider this hush money for today."

five million.

The alarm clock in Feng Yue's mind went completely off.

She's a recent graduate with an annual salary of five million.

This isn't hush money, it's like gold falling from the sky.

She felt as if she had been granted a pardon and was so excited that she bowed repeatedly.

My waist was bent so low it almost touched my knees.

"Thank you, boss."

She stood up straight and raised her right hand to swear.

"Don't worry, boss. I was temporarily blind just now and didn't see anything."

She pointed to the pen on the ground.

"I don't even know how I dropped the pen."

Ji Yanran was filled with shame and indignation.

If this topic continues, she'll definitely want to crawl into a hole and disappear today.

She slammed her hand on the desk.

The force was so great that it shook several sheets of A4 paper.

"Boss, stop laughing."

She forced a serious expression and switched to work mode.

He tried to use work to cover up his heart pounding like it was about to explode.

"The Chinese New Year is just around the corner, shouldn't we start preparing for the company's annual party?"

She spoke extremely fast, giving Li Yichen no chance to respond.

"The company has expanded so much in this period of time. Including the employees of other branches and the head office, the number of employees has reached more than 50,000. This is the first time our company has had a full-scale gathering."

"How do we decide on the venue for the annual meeting? What's the budget for the raffle prizes? How do we arrange the program? These all need to be finalized as soon as possible."

"And those partners, Mr. Lei and Mr. Wang will definitely be coming too, so we'll have to raise the security level."

Li Yichen crumpled the tissue he had used to wipe his lipstick into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

He leaned back in his leather chair, his hands clasped over his stomach.

"You can handle the venue. Just book the Shanghai Sports Center; it only needs to be big enough to hold 50,000 people. Money is no object; just pay the venue booking fee."

He looked at Ji Yanran's still-red face.

"As for the prize budget, in previous years other big companies would just give away phones or computers, being rather stingy. This year we're going to do something different; we have to go all out, after all, this is the first annual meeting of our Future Technology Group."