Chapter 426 - 243: President Lin is Very Dedicated

Chapter 426: Chapter 243: President Lin is Very Dedicated

Only then did Lin Ya understand.

"One, two, three, four! Two, two, three, four! Three, two, three, four! Next up is: change positions and go again!"

5:30 PM. Quitting time.

As if on the dot, Chen Xiao finally finished.

Lin Ya lay there, feeling like her body was no longer her own. This boss wasn’t human. She’d never heard of anything so ferocious!

The entire afternoon, she felt as if she were drifting through the heavens—part blissful ecstasy, part out-of-body experience.

That feeling everyone talks about? She’d lost count of how many dozens of times she’d experienced it that afternoon.

’Don’t they say some women go their whole lives without experiencing it even once?’ She lay there, her dark hair fanned out around her, as Chen Xiao pulled the comforter over her.

The negative side effects of his Endurance Value had now cleared, and he felt a little embarrassed. ’How did I wear her out so completely?’

"Uh, I’m sorry. I was trying to hold back as much as I could."

Lin Ya had no energy to speak. ’He calls that holding back?’ she thought. ’If you hadn’t been holding back, you probably would have killed me.’

Chen Xiao hadn’t expected her to be so fragile. ’No wonder she ranks behind Gao Yue,’ he mused. ’With this kind of stamina, she’s only good for a supporting role, definitely not the main event.’

Luocheng Junxiao Square, General Manager’s Office

Dai Ming had already checked the time several times. President Lin had said she would come by in the afternoon, but she still hadn’t shown up. It was almost quitting time now. Was she still coming?

’But she sounded so sure at lunch, saying she’d be coming to the office this afternoon!’

After a moment’s thought, he dialed Lin Ya’s number.

"Hello...?"

Lin Ya hadn’t wanted to answer. In her current state, her voice was weak and halting. But when she saw it was Dai Ming calling, she knew it would be improper not to pick up.

Dai Ming was taken aback. President Lin’s voice made her sound sick.

"President Lin, are you feeling alright?"

"I’m fine, just a bad cold. I’ve taken some medicine, so I won’t be coming to the square today. I’ll be there first thing tomorrow morning."

After hanging up, Dai Ming called for Huang Fei.

"President Lin is feeling under the weather. Cancel the reception tonight."

He didn’t elaborate, and Huang Fei didn’t ask any questions. After acknowledging the order, he said, "President Dai, it’s quitting time. Aren’t you leaving yet?"

Dai Ming sighed. "President Lin is pushing through her illness to inspect our work. When we’re perfectly healthy, what right do we have to not volunteer for some overtime?"

’Curse my big mouth.’ Huang Fei wanted to slap himself. After what Dai Ming had just said, he couldn’t very well leave right away.

That night, moved by President Lin’s dedication to working through her illness, the General Manager and Deputy General Manager of Luocheng Junxiao Square both volunteered to work overtime until 10:00 PM.

Meanwhile, Lin Ya had fallen into a deep sleep right after Chen Xiao left.

Before he left, Chen Xiao arranged for the hotel to send up a meal. He offered a few words of concern, then set off on his journey home.

Lin Ya felt a pang of disappointment. ’How could a truly caring man leave a woman to spend the night alone after her first time with him? Shouldn’t he stay by her side?’

But Chen Xiao couldn’t. No matter what happened, no matter how late it was, he absolutely had to go home.

Zhao Xiangjun would be waiting for him, no matter how late he was.

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Because he had spent the whole afternoon "servicing" Lin Ya, on top of waiting in the room for the hotel to deliver their meal, it was already 6:30 PM by the time he left Luocheng. He sent a message to Zhao Xiangjun letting her know he would be home a little late.

He also used WeChat to let Xiangzi know that he wouldn’t be able to make it to "Xiangzi 7:30" tonight.

It was normal for a guest to be absent once in a while. As it happened, there weren’t any hot topics for "Xiangzi 7:30" this week anyway, so Xiangzi decided to take a one-week break from broadcasting.

With the Spring Festival drawing near, the auto sales market was weaker than it had been in December. Consumers wanted cars to use during the holiday, but vehicles ordered in January generally couldn’t be delivered before the festival began.

As a result, there were no high hopes for this month’s sales figures.

The one comforting piece of news was that the Tianqi 01 had sold another 110 units last week. It seemed the expanded sales network and increased purchasing incentives were still attracting a number of value-conscious buyers.

However, that model had already been discontinued. They were now just liquidating the remaining stock, losing money on every unit they sold.

While on the road, he received a call from Xu Jia. She rarely contacted him; the last time had been when Xia Bin was harassing Zhao Xiangjun.

He answered via the car’s Bluetooth.

"Chen Xiao, I wanted to ask you something. With the Spring Festival coming up, we’ve prepared some gift cards as holiday greetings. A few of them are for the people at Junxiao Square. That won’t cause any trouble, will it?"

’So that’s what this is about.’ Chen Xiao was actually quite open-minded on this subject. As long as the amounts weren’t large, it could be considered a holiday courtesy and a small perk for the executives.

It was the kind of thing he wouldn’t encourage, but he wouldn’t scrutinize it too closely, either.

’Water that is too pure has no fish.’ As long as no one was embezzling company funds or abusing their authority for personal gain, it wasn’t a major issue.

After hearing Chen Xiao’s take on it, Xu Jia breathed a sigh of relief. She had never handled something like this before and wasn’t sure how serious the repercussions might be.

Zhao Hui was on the list, after all. She was worried about getting Brother Hui into trouble. If Chen Xiao were to place blame for it later, the consequences would be significant.

She didn’t know that at Dr. Feng’s Robot Industrial Park, the gifts Chen Xiao had received could nearly fill a room. The company also bought plenty of gifts to give to clients—it was a matter of courtesy demanding reciprocity.

You can’t do business without observing certain social customs.

In fact, many people used these opportunities to become a familiar face to important clients and build rapport.

For instance, just in the last couple of days, Ma Jing had compiled a long list of visitation requests—all from general managers of client companies wanting to pay a visit to Chen Xiao.

This had become a legendary tale within the company. If a general manager felt they weren’t important enough to visit President Feng, meeting with a Senior Vice President of the Group would be the next logical step, right? So why were they all lining up to visit a mere salesperson? And the crucial part was, this wasn’t an isolated incident.

Strange things happen every year, but this year seemed to have more than its fair share. But then again, who could be surprised, when the Doctor Feng Robot Technology Group had produced an anomaly like Chen Xiao?