Chapter 62: My Little Aunt is Very Pretty

Of course, Ji Kun wasn’t a glutton for punishment.

It was just that no one had ever stood up to them before. Now that the boss was making demands, it suited him just fine.

"Where do you live?"

"Jinxiu Community."

Hm? As it happened, Yang Hui passed by there on his way home.

"Then you can ride with me. It’s on my way."

Ji Kun nodded eagerly. It was a great opportunity to get closer to his boss, and he certainly wasn’t going to pass it up. At the same time, he thought, ’The boss is so young, and he already owns a car.’

Owning a car wasn’t rare these days, but Yang Hui was just too young. He looked like he had just graduated from college.

On the way, Ji Kun asked, "Boss, where do you live?"

"Wenjing Yunlu."

Hah!

Ji Kun couldn’t help but turn to stare. His boss was a rich man! He knew of that complex; it was considered a high-end residential area, and most of the units were large.

When they arrived at the underground parking garage and Ji Kun saw Yang Hui’s black Mercedes-Benz E-Class, his heart began to pound.

’The boss is so rich!’

Sitting in the passenger seat, Ji Kun took out his phone, snapped a selfie, and sent it to his small group chat: "Sitting in the boss’s big Benz. I’ve found my motivation to strive for success."

"Ji Kun, you should think twice. I think you’ve lost your way."

"Yeah, Ji Kun, don’t put too much pressure on yourself. People are different. What the boss can get easily might be an impossible dream for you."

"Right, like how the boss can hook up with Zhu Jing whenever he wants. You can’t even dream of it."

"Han Ya, when you come to work tomorrow, I’m going to kill you!"

Ji Kun silently closed the group chat. ’It’s not a crime for me to fantasize about the boss’s life, so why is everyone attacking my pride?’

When Yang Hui got home, Wenren Meng was busy in the kitchen.

Wenren Du’Er came home for lunch now, but Yang Hui almost never did.

He glanced at her fine, peachy ass—no, at her faded jeans.

"Didn’t I tell you to buy some clothes today?"

Wenren Meng stopped what she was doing and glanced at Yang Hui, looking flustered and unsure how to answer.

Yang Hui asked, confused, "No money? I told you to take an advance from the household expenses!"

She looked up, hesitating to speak, and Yang Hui instantly understood. "You’re worried I’ll fire you? And then you won’t have the money to pay me back?"

Wenren Meng didn’t say anything, which meant that was exactly it.

He said, exasperated, "Come on, am I that kind of person?"

She remained silent, thinking, ’You’re talking so fiercely, and you say you’re not that kind of person?’

"Alright, alright. Just hurry up and buy a few outfits. If I fire you before you get your first paycheck, you can consider the clothes a gift. You won’t have to pay me back."

With that, he turned and went into his study.

’A lovely young woman like her, wearing such faded, worn-out clothes... It’s just so out of place!’

A moment later, there was a knock on the study door.

Du’Er was home from school!

"Dad, it’s time to eat."

Yang Hui put down the copy of *On Contradiction* he was holding. He had recently taken a liking to philosophical books.

Wenren Du’Er glanced behind her, then partially closed the door and whispered, "Dad, do you think my auntie is ugly?"

"What do kids know about beauty and ugliness?"

Yang Hui stood up and tapped her lightly on the head with the book. He figured Wenren Meng must have told her about the clothes, and Wenren Du’Er had naturally interpreted it in her own way.

"How could I not know? My auntie is super pretty! Those boobs, that butt... they’re so big and fair. You should check them out if you get the chance."

"You stop right there!"

’Kids say the darndest things... But what chance would I ever have to see?’

"I’m serious! She even has a bright red mole on her left butt cheek. Her butt is so big and soft, it feels great to squeeze."

"Hurry up and go eat!"

’If I let this girl keep talking, I’m going to get worked up.’

Dinner was again four dishes and a soup. Wenren Meng’s cooking was excellent, easily on par with the chefs at restaurants he had eaten at.

For the staple, there was not only rice but also steamed buns.

Yang Hui stared at the white steamed buns, his mind suddenly drifting. He remembered the little girl’s words: "white, big, and soft."

He couldn’t help but glance in Wenren Meng’s direction, but then he quickly shook his head to clear the inappropriate thoughts from his mind.

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Futong Commerce.

In the General Manager’s office.

Dan Biao sat across from Li Yang. Li Yang had summoned him first thing in the morning.

"I took a look at yesterday’s operations report. All the ’Airex’ stores in Xinyue Square had very high online sales. What’s going on?"

Dan Biao had seen it too. The weaker stores had generated over a thousand yuan in sales just last night. The better stores, like the number one store in Xinyue Square, had over three thousand yuan in online sales yesterday.

In total, across all the Xinyue Square locations, they had made tens of thousands in sales in just one night.

If this pace continued, it would mean an increase in monthly revenue of over a million yuan, which was equivalent to a quarter of Airex’s current total business!

This rate of growth was shocking, which was why Li Yang had called him over first thing in the morning.

"Boss, it’s because ’Airex’ was featured on the homepage of Xinyue Square’s online mall, in a ’Flash Sale’ slot."

Li Yang’s expression changed instantly. "Who gave you permission to do that? Are you an idiot? If we don’t meet the guaranteed sales minimum, are you going to pay for it out of your own pocket? Delist the products right now!"

’If they had to buy out the minimum, the losses would be disastrous!’

Dan Biao quickly explained, "Boss, this time the homepage feature for ’Airex’ doesn’t require a sales guarantee. The mall sent out an official memo, which has already been delivered to the individual stores. It should arrive at the corporate office today."

’Something that good actually happened?’

Li Yang broke into a wide grin. "That’s great, that’s great! Hey, wait a minute. Are you a fucking idiot? If ’Airex’ got a homepage feature, why didn’t you get our other brands on there too?"

He said with a wry smile, "Boss, I asked. They said featuring one brand, ’Airex,’ was already a special favor to our company. Multiple brands was out of the question."

Li Yang looked at him, lost in thought, his fingers tapping gently on the desk.

"You went with Yang Hui?"

"Yes. I was mentoring him, introducing him to our contacts at the mall, and briefing him on the key points of our negotiations with Xinyue Square."

Li Yang said nothing, his eyes darting about as if he were scheming something.

Dan Biao knew him well. The boss was cooking up another scheme.

"Xiaodan, find some time in the next couple of days to schedule a meeting with President Tian. Just say you and Yang Hui are coming to report on your work."

’A meeting with President Tian?’

Dan Biao’s expression changed abruptly. ’Who the hell am I to get a meeting with President Tian? Even you have trouble scheduling time with him sometimes.’

"Boss, at my level, I doubt President Tian would see me, would he?"

"That’s why I said you’re an idiot. Didn’t I just tell you what to do? Just say you’re going with Yang Hui to give a report. Use it to gauge their reaction."

A thought struck Dan Biao, and he recalled what happened with ’Airex’ yesterday.

"Boss, are you saying that Xinyue Group is treating Yang Hui differently?"

"Damn it, you really are an idiot. Do I have to spell it out for you?"