Chapter 42: Don't Dilly-Dally

In the special area of the restaurant at Yulei International, several senior executives of different companies were quietly discussing matters related to a meeting. Besides Lin Ruoxi, the president, there was only Wu Yue, who served as both assistant and secretary, along with two or three female executives sitting relatively closer. Other high-ranking officials occasionally glanced at their superiors but dared not approach too closely. This created an odd atmosphere around Lin Ruoxi, making her position seem strangely eerie.

One of the closest to her was Mo Qian Ni. At this moment, she wasn't paying much attention to the exquisite food on her plate. After some contemplation, she finally asked in a low voice, "President Lin, how did it feel meeting that person yesterday?"

Even while eating, Lin Ruoxi maintained a graceful posture, resembling a princess from a royal doctrine. Upon hearing Mo Qian Ni's question, she naturally put down her utensils and asked calmly, "Which person?"

"Yang Chen. Did he have a bad attitude?" Mo Qian Ni had been wondering why Lin Ruoxi had vetoed the suggestion to fire Yang Chen.

Lin Ruoxi glanced casually at the restaurant outside, then picked up her utensils again and said in a faint tone, "As long as he doesn't commit major mistakes, doesn't harm the company's interests or reputation, we shouldn't pay attention to him. I will handle the rest." With that said, she continued eating in small, refined bites.

Mo Qian Ni became even more puzzled this time. The expression on her beautiful face changed rapidly, but she ultimately gave up asking about Lin Ruoxi's plans. Years of experience told her that this woman, who was so stunning that it was almost enviable, was not willing to discuss that topic further.

"Well, since the president won't fire you, I'll let you hand in your resignation on your own…" Mo Qian Ni thought bitterly.

In the afternoon, after Yang Chen had played games for over an hour, intending to take a peaceful nap, Mo Qian Ni unexpectedly approached him.

Seeing his elegant and graceful female boss, Yang Chen felt somewhat awkward. How could she wear such a wolfish grin like the big bad wolf eyeing Little Red Riding Hood?

"Yang Chen, you've been idle for most of the day. Accompany me somewhere; I need you to do some work," Mo Qian Ni said.

Glancing around and noticing that other female colleagues were busy working and unwilling to help him, Yang Chen reluctantly replied, "Being a driver is fine, but I'll have to think about the rest."

"You'll know what you're needed for when the time comes," Mo Qian Ni retorted angrily. This guy still had the audacity to act like he was half-dead!

Following Mo Qian Ni to the underground parking lot, Yang Chen saw her red Audi A4. As soon as he got in, he could smell the alluring fragrance emanating from Mo Qian Ni's body.

Yang Chen couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, enjoying the scent, and chuckled, "Miss Mo, your car smells really nice, just like you."

"You have a thick skin," Mo Qian Ni couldn't help but blush slightly at his remark, "Are you always this frivolous in front of women?"

"What's wrong with that? If it smells good, I'll sniff it. They say smelling a fragrance can tell you about a woman. It's only creepy if you do it sneakily. I read a scientific report from abroad once. The union between a man and a woman is often largely based on the attraction of scents. When a man desires a woman and wishes to be with her, it's often because her scent matches his taste. In a survey of hundreds of couples, they were able to find their partners through their body odors." Yang Chen winked at Mo Qian Ni.

"I don't want to talk to you anymore," Mo Qian Ni started the car without looking at him. But after driving for a short while, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "So, does that mean you married your wife based on your nose?"

Yang Chen was taken aback, picturing Lin Ruoxi's cold face in his mind. He thought to himself, my wife's scent would drive any man away. He chuckled, "That's not the main factor. I like my wife's scent, and I also like the scent of other women. Yours is not bad either." With that, he took another deep breath.

"You..." If the Audi A4 had an ejection seat like an airplane, Mo Qian Ni would have loved to send this vulgar guy flying!

Throughout the journey, Mo Qian Ni's fair face remained flushed, unable to dissipate the blush no matter what.

After more than a moment, the car stopped in front of a relatively old office building. Mo Qian Ni breathed a sigh of relief and cast a cold glance at Yang Chen, saying, "Did you see the sign for Huacheng Fashion ahead?"

Yang Chen yawned, opened his eyes wide, and looked ahead. Indeed, there was a sign with black letters on a white background marking "Huacheng Fashion Co., Ltd."

"Is that our destination?"

"It's yours, not mine," Mo Qian Ni flashed a cunning smile, "I'm going to another company for negotiations, you go to this one."

"Negotiations? What for?" Yang Chen asked in confusion.

"This Huacheng company ordered six hundred thousand worth of clothing from our company two years ago, but still owes four hundred thousand in remaining payment. Originally, the deadline was supposed to be next year, but I heard that Huacheng is on the brink of bankruptcy. So, we need to recover the remaining four hundred thousand as soon as possible to prevent a total loss."

Yang Chen felt something was off, "Miss Mo, such a large sum of money, asking a newcomer like me to collect, isn't it too difficult?"

"Other PR staff are busy, and you're idle. Besides, you're not going to collect debts by force. If you're a man, stop dilly-dallying," Mo Qian Ni stared at him with her almond-shaped eyes.

Yang Chen actually wanted to say, "I'm a dilly-dallying man," but he realized it wouldn't get him anywhere. Reluctantly, he accepted the task. After taking the transaction documents from Mo Qian Ni, he sluggishly walked towards the office building.

"Give me a call when you're done, I'll come pick you up," Mo Qian Ni said with a charming smile, then she turned the car and left the parking lot, casually switching off her phone...

Unaware that he had been played by his own boss, Yang Chen leisurely entered the office building and saw a heavily made-up receptionist lazily painting her nails.

Seeing Yang Chen walk in, the receptionist immediately put on a flirtatious smile, "Sir, do you need any assistance?"

Yang Chen waved the document bag in his hand, "I'm from Yulei International, hoping to discuss a financial matter regarding a transaction with your company."

"Yulei International?" The receptionist gave Yang Chen a strange look, then checked something on the computer behind the counter before asking, "Is it about the remaining payment for a transaction?"

Yang Chen chuckled, it seemed this company was pretty good, recognizing the situation so quickly. It appeared they weren't planning to default on the payment. He nodded, "Exactly."

The receptionist smiled seductively, "Sir, please follow me, I'll take you to the manager."

With that, swaying her figure, she gracefully walked towards the elevator.

Yang Chen immediately followed, watching the receptionist's back. He felt quite relaxed; it seemed that Mo Qian Ni wasn't bad at all, arranging this debt collection task was quite satisfactory!