Chapter 242: Yan Luoxi: I Must Be Sick, My Mind Is Full of That Jerk

Chapter 242: Chapter 242: Yan Luoxi: I Must Be Sick, My Mind Is Full of That Jerk

Yan Luoxi felt like she must be sick.

She was restless and uncomfortable. It had barely been a moment since she’d parted ways with that damn man, and she was already starting to miss him.

Right now, Yan Luoxi’s mind was completely filled with his image. Even the words on the contract documents were starting to dance and transform into his face.

’No.’

’I can’t be like this.’

’Yan Luoxi, you’re the cold, aloof, ice-queen CEO!’

’That damn man doesn’t even know you like him yet.’

’You can’t act like this!’

HUFF...

Yan Luoxi took a deep breath, then muttered to herself, trying to psych herself up, "Don’t think about it. Stop thinking about it. Work is more important."

With that, she sat up straight and began to focus on the contract.

Unfortunately, not even two and a half minutes later, she caved.

"No!"

"I still can’t stop thinking about that damn man!"

A soft, pathetic whimper escaped her.

Yan Luoxi touched her forehead, her face flushed with embarrassment.

...

「Elsewhere.」

After making some idle small talk with Ms. Tang, Gu Yizhou said, "Well, Ms. Tang, I should get back to work."

"Oh, of course. You go on ahead. I was just about to leave myself."

"Heh heh."

Tang Wanfang said.

Hearing this, Gu Yizhou didn’t say anything more and turned to walk back to his desk.

’Sigh...’

’What a shame.’

’He’s such a nice young man, but he’s too much of a player.’

’Any girl who ends up with him in the future is probably in for a miserable time.’

Tang Wanfang watched his retreating back, muttering to herself under her breath.

Shaking her head, Tang Wanfang didn’t linger any longer and turned to walk toward the elevators...

"ACHOO!"

In the CEO’s office, Yan Luoxi suddenly let out a huge sneeze.

’Am I catching a cold from dressing too lightly while I’m on my period?’

She furrowed her delicate brows, puzzled.

She didn’t dwell on it, though, and simply picked up her glass to take a sip of water.

After a moment’s thought, she picked up her desk phone.

"Assistant Bai, come to my office."

Yan Luoxi said into the receiver.

"Of course, President Yan. I’ll be right there."

Bai Jie replied immediately from the other end of the line.

...

After hanging up the phone, Yan Luoxi had already made a decision.

She had figured out the perfect excuse to work with that damn man every day.

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「Afternoon, 5:50 PM.」

In the blink of an eye, it was almost time to clock out.

Gu Yizhou had just finished his work for the day. This meant he wouldn’t have to stay for overtime again and could go home to play with his cat.

He hit CTRL+S to save the files he’d organized and prepared to shut down his computer.

’If you’re not eager to clock out, you must be crazy.’

In this life, Gu Yizhou was just a "wage slave" on a trial run; he had no intention of being one for the rest of his life.

Just then, Leader Chen, the head of Finance Team 3, suddenly walked out of his office and came over.

CLAP CLAP CLAP...

He clapped his hands forcefully, then announced to everyone, "Alright, everyone, stop what you’re doing. I have an announcement."

Hearing his voice, everyone in the office instinctively turned to look at him.

When they saw it was Leader Chen, everyone got a bad feeling for some reason.

’Don’t tell me this bastard is here to announce overtime right before quitting time, just like last time.’

Chen Dong didn’t waste any time. Seeing that he had everyone’s attention, he said, "I just received a notice from the President’s Office. The company is planning to form a ’CFA Professional Investment Analysis Team.’"

"A CFA Professional Investment Analysis Team?"

"What the heck is that?"

Everyone was completely bewildered.

They all knew what CFA stood for.

But as for what a "CFA Professional Investment Analysis Team" was, they really had no idea.

"Leader Chen, what exactly will this... CFA Professional Investment Analysis Team do?"

Someone asked directly.

Chen Dong didn’t keep them in suspense. "This CFA Professional Investment Analysis Team," he explained, "is being formed to analyze major investment projects in the hundreds of millions."

"Ooh."

"So that’s what it is!"

...

The office busybody, He Mingyi, asked curiously, "The name sounds fancy and all, but... Leader Chen, what does this have to do with us?"

"What a stupid question!"

"Of course it has something to do with you!"

Chen Dong shot him a glare and snapped, "If it didn’t concern you, do you think I’m just so bored I’d come over here to waste my breath on you?!"

"Er..."

Having been snapped at, He Mingyi looked embarrassed.

"The President’s Office said that the team members will be selected from the various teams within the Finance Department, so everyone has a chance."

"The final roster for the CFA Professional Investment Analysis Team should be announced tomorrow. Keep an eye on the main Finance Department group chat."

"Also, members of the CFA team will report directly to the President’s Office. Although you’ll still technically be part of the Finance Department, your work will be focused on the major projects assigned by the President’s Office."

"And don’t worry—if you get into the CFA team, your corresponding salary grade will also increase."

Chen Dong told the crowd.

Hearing that there would be a pay raise, everyone’s eyes lit up.

’Holy shit!’

A pay raise was, naturally, great news for everyone.

After all, everyone was here working for the money!

A direct pay raise was much more tangible than any empty promise!

For a moment, everyone present—with the exception of Gu Yizhou—was tempted.

That’s right!

Gu Yizhou had no real interest in joining this so-called "CFA Professional Investment Analysis Team."

It wasn’t that Gu Yizhou was getting arrogant; it was a question of how much the raise would even be.

A raise of just one or two thousand yuan really wasn’t a big deal to him.

Besides!

Since they were offering a raise, the workload was bound to increase.

Working overtime every day would probably become the new normal.

Gu Yizhou had no desire to work any damn overtime!

He’d rather use that time to go home early and play with his cat!

...

Leader Chen saw everyone’s excited expressions and how they were all rubbing their hands in anticipation, so he reminded them, "Of course, with great reward comes great responsibility. Once you join the CFA team, the workload will definitely be heavier than it is now. You might have to work overtime frequently on weekends, too."

"I hope everyone is clear on this point."

Hearing this, no one had any objections.

After all, if your salary was going up, it was normal to be asked to work a little more overtime.

It was perfectly understandable.

Of course.

Gu Yizhou remained the exception.

’Just as I thought!’

’Here it comes!’

’Just as I expected—frequent overtime on weekends!’

’I knew it!’

’How could those damn heartless capitalists ever be so kind!’

Gu Yizhou pursed his lips, thinking resentfully.

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