Breakup and still want to be beautiful on your own? A crazy tycoon seduces and climbs to the top.

Fu Chengli had just walked out of Chairman Fu Haidong's office and went straight back to his own president's office.

As soon as I reached the door of the president's office, I saw the words "No time" sent by An Ying on my phone.

No, not available...

This means he's still angry.

Is this... something that can't be coaxed?

When Secretary Chen saw the president return, she immediately stood up to greet him, but the president kept his head down looking at his phone, and his expression was not very good.

Secretary Chen was about to ask what was going on, whether the father and son had another disagreement in the office.

"that…….."

Before he could even finish saying the word "individual," Fu Chengli grabbed the folder from the table and slammed it face down on Secretary Chen's head.

The reports from the folder were scattered all over the floor.

Secretary Chen was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

He had seen Fu Chengli lose his temper before; it was terrifying.

Fu Chengli stood still, his back straight, one hand hanging casually at his side.

His face was sullen, and his deep eyes were incredibly sharp.

His brows were furrowed, and he exuded a frightening sense of oppression.

"Chen Xi, is this your first day at work?"

Fu Chengli's voice was cold and deep. His simple sentence was filled with a strong sense of questioning.

The implication is that you don't understand the rules of being a secretary? You can't interfere in your boss's affairs without permission.

Secretary Chen panicked, unsure of what she had done wrong: "I..."

Fu Chengli glared at him: "If you dare to act on your own again, you can get lost."

Secretary Chen's heart sank: Damn it, it's probably because we shouldn't have bought that thing.

He hesitated for a long time in the pharmacy, thinking he could guess what the owner was thinking...

As it turned out, my guess backfired.

Secretary Chen nodded and was about to leave the president's office when Fu Chengli's voice came from behind him again.

"Wait."

Secretary Chen, her shoulders drooping, asked, "What mistake did you make this time...?"

Fu Chengli's brows furrowed even more.

His deep voice carried an angry tone.

"What the hell do you mean by buying a size M?!"

Secretary Chen was taken aback.

Ah, so that's the reason...

But that was the only size the pharmacy had at the time.

I was hoping to help the CEO out of an emergency; maybe if I squeezed some out, it would still be usable...

"The pharmacy is out of stock, they only have M..."

Fu Chengli gritted his teeth and cursed, "I think you look like a masochist! Get lost!"

Secretary Chen said "Oh," and bent down to pick up the documents from the ground.

This was the first time Fu Chengli had ever lost his temper with Secretary Chen over something unrelated to work.

But this concerns a man's dignity... Will An Ying misunderstand him and despise him because of this?

Fu Chengli was annoyed when he glanced at the large president's desk and saw a lunchbox that looked out of place in the center of the desk.

There was a sticky note on the lunchbox.

Fu Chengli's two sword-like eyebrows furrowed together.

He walked to the table, where a sticky note had a line of text written on it.

"Senior, I made this meal especially for you. Try it and see if my cooking has improved. I sent you a WeChat message but you didn't reply. You must be very busy today. Don't overwork yourself, okay?"

Signed: Your junior sister.

A heart was drawn next to it.

Fu Chengli's brows furrowed even more.

Secretary Chen finished tidying up the documents on the floor and was about to turn and leave.

"Wait."

Fu Chengli's voice came from behind.

Secretary Chen was on the verge of tears: This isn't over yet! What's happened this time...?

Fu Chengli pointed to the lunchbox on the table, his expression serious.

"Where did this come from? While I was away from the company, has just anyone been allowed to come and go from the CEO's office?"

Secretary Chen immediately sensed something was wrong.

Because of the car accident he was in when he was eighteen, Fu Chengli has always been very safety-conscious and he doesn't easily disclose his private schedule to the public.

His home and his office are places where people cannot enter or leave freely.

Secretary Chen quickly recalled: "It must have been let in by the office assistant."

Fu Chengli stood there quietly, took out a cigarette, lit it slowly, and said in a deep voice, "You know the rules."

Any unsettling factors will be quickly nipped in the bud by him.

No one dared to disobey his rules.

Secretary Chen nodded in agreement, "I will fire her immediately. It will be done today."

Fu Chengli slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Take it and eat it."

Secretary Chen's tense heart immediately relaxed.

Thankfully, thankfully, the CEO still has a sliver of humanity left.

He was feeling sorry for him because he was hungry.

Secretary Chen quickly left with the lunchbox in his hand.

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When it was time to leave work, An Ying made her escape.

In the afternoon, she chatted with Su Jixun on WeChat for a long time, reminiscing about their campus days and discussing their recent work.

Regarding the data issue, Su Jixun said he had compiled some documents and could give them to her in person, and then invite her to dinner.

An Ying agreed without much thought.

Just as she stepped out of the Fu family's gate, a black Mercedes-Benz G-Class pulled up in front of her.

The car window rolled down.

A man's refined and sculpted profile appeared in the driver's seat.

Su Jixun waved to An Ying, his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses sparkling with smiles.

"Xiao Ying, it's been a long time."

An Ying was stunned for a moment, then tilted her head to look at Su Jixun.

Compared to when he was in college, he has matured a lot and exudes an air of sophistication in every gesture.

An Ying smiled and politely replied, "President Su, it's been a long time."

Su Jixun got out of the car, walked over to An Ying, opened the car door for her, and said in a completely informal tone, "Just call me Jixun."

After An Ying got into the passenger seat, Su Jixun stepped on the gas and sped away.

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Lai Yuqiang stood at the other end of the street corner, watching this scene thoughtfully.

She muttered to herself, "Heh, I never would have guessed, An Ying, how many men are you juggling at the same time..."

Then he turned around and went back to the company, directly pressing the button for the president's office floor.

Lai Yuqiang smiled smugly, a smug look spreading across her face.

If my senior brother finds out about An Ying's promiscuous behavior...

I wonder what he'll think?