Chapter 121: "Cityman" changed the owner, and Chen Shuyi was tricked into being a personal secretary. - The Rich Second-Generation Villain With No Morals

"No wonder that little rascal wants to acquire 'Urban People' Company." "It's all for wooing girls." "But since there’s a demand, there must be a weakness." "What I should do now is act as I wish, help him get Chen Shuyi—" "Once she sees my skills, she will naturally obey me, and then I can gradually deceive the company rights from his hands." Zhang Man's eyes twinkled with a hint of malicious intent. "Mr. Qi, honestly, we women understand each other best." "If you truly like Chen Shuyi, I could pass you a couple of notes," Zhang Man smiled, suggesting. "Oh? You want to offer me advice?" "Go ahead, I'll listen and then decide whether to follow it," Qi Lin replied with a grin. "It's very simple. I could have her entertain clients, then have those clients get her drunk. Once she's inebriated, I'll ensure the 'fake' client leaves so that you can be the one to go in," Zhang Man said with a slight laugh, brushing a stray hair behind her ear. "The exquisite but defenseless beauty would be all yours, Mr. Qi." "Afterward, any blame can be shifted to an imaginary client, leaving you with close ties to Fang Ze and no responsibilities." Qi Lin barely kept himself from choking on his saliva hearing Zhang Man's plan. Truly a high-IQ beauty with a cold heart and a dark mind. As long as she doesn’t sacrifice herself, any woman could become her pawn. Compared to Zhang Man's cunning, even the recently corrupted Lan Yuxi seemed like a babbling infant. Even Qi Lin, who prided himself as a villain, couldn't help but give Zhang Man a thumbs-up. "I don't deserve to be this villain. It should be you." Of course, Qi Lin was also cautious about how kindly Zhang Man was helping him. If he accepted her idea and Zhang Man became involved again, he would hold leverage over her, and controlling her would become difficult. "This is a good plan," Qi Lin acknowledged sincerely. "So you agree?" Zhang Man’s eyes brightened. "Boom—" Qi Lin laughed, gripping Zhang Man’s shoulders before kissing her again. "But you don’t understand me. I never liked quick deals; I prefer a slow game. Just like you, I want to keep you by my side forever as my lover." Being blindsided by Qi Lin's move, Zhang Man barely concealed her disbelief. This rascal always acts unpredictably. Even if she doesn’t accept his terms, he still inches closer to her. And he even says he wants to keep her with him for a lifetime? Outwardly, Zhang Man didn't dare express it. "Mr. Qi, you're so hateful. If you're not interested in my idea, just say so. No need to tease me," she feigned irritation, pouting and turning away. Seemingly angry, yet she smartly distanced herself from Qi Lin, avoiding further teasing. She was clearly trying to bait Qi Lin, but the little rascal took advantage of her multiple times instead. In that moment, Zhang Man seriously doubted her proud intelligence was even real. Qi Lin decided to stop teasing Zhang Man and outlined his own plan. "Next time you're back at the company, tell Chen Shuyi that the general manager has noticed her dedication and hard work and wants to promote her as a secretary, with a salary increase." "If she doesn't agree, remind her that the Bay 172 contract with us would be terminated immediately." "She always wanted to cancel that renovation contract. I believe she’ll agree." "However, the new secretary agreement must include clauses for her to massage the general manager's legs, make coffee, and take care of his needs." Zhang Man blinked rapidly, now looking at Qi Lin with newfound respect. It seemed she had underestimated this rich heir after all. If someone wanted to monopolize another completely, then Qi Lin’s proposal was clearly more effective. Chen Shuyi had no idea that the company owner had changed, still believing the manager was Fang Ting. Massaging, making coffee, and handing out coffee were trivial matters if they lead to promotions and raises. "Don’t just look at me. Don’t tell me you can’t handle such a thing," Qi Lin grinned, taking the opportunity to pinch Zhang Man’s delicate cheek again. Faced with Qi Lin's antics once more, Zhang Man nearly cursed outright. "Little Chen Shuyi... I won't take this lightly. Mr. Qi wait for my good news," Zhang Man concluded with a soft smile, stopping herself from saying more. Qi Lin watched Zhang Man, seeing her struggling to hold back a chuckle. Little rascal, you still have a lot to learn before you can truly outsmart me. At "Urban People" Decor Company, That morning, Chen Shuyi had visited Bay 172 to oversee the renovation of Qi Lin’s shop. After lunch, she returned to the company around three in the afternoon. Shortly after her return, she was summoned to Zhang Man’s office. "Ms. Zhang, may I ask what’s the matter?" Though Zhang Man was at the mercy of Qi Lin’s whims, at ‘Urban People Decoration,’ she was second only to the boss—an intimidating presence. Combining elegance with authority, Zhang Man inspired fear in most girls. Especially after hearing recent rumors that if Zhang Man disliked someone, she’d relocate them to the PR department to handle client entertainment, women often ended up compromised, becoming tools for company success. "Chen, the general manager has seen your recent efforts at the company, saying you’re diligent, dedicated, and innovative," Zhang Man remarked with a smile. "Young talents like you need to be nurtured. Otherwise, your potential will be wasted." "Therefore, the general manager has decided to promote you from a regular employee to personal secretary. How do you feel about this?" Chen Shuyi felt delight upon hearing this news. The company's general manager, a woman in her forties, was someone she knew. Had she been asked to be a man’s secretary, she might refuse; with a woman, she had no qualms. "But—I've just signed a contract with our client, Qi Lin, regarding the store's renovation. I have to interact with him daily,” she mentioned hesitantly, an embarrassed smile on her face. Seeing her predicament, Zhang Man chuckled, “Simple. I can help you cancel that contract now. Our company can even cover the breach penalty." Since the company belonged to Qi Lin, wouldn’t the penalty just end up with him? "Then thank you, Ms. Zhang. I will work hard and not let the company down," Chen Shuyi responded with several grateful bows. "Good. Now take these contracts over to the general manager’s office," Zhang Man instructed after signing the new employment contract with Chen Shuyi. As Chen Shuyi left swiftly for the manager’s office, Zhang Man couldn't help but murmur to herself, "From a serpent’s den into a tiger’s lair. Without ambition, a woman will only remain a plaything." At the general manager’s office's entrance, Chen Shuyi ensured she was alone in the corridor before she knocked on a door that bore the plaque of the general manager's office. "Come in," a voice belonging to Fang Ting called from inside. Hearing the voice with relief, Chen Shuyi pushed open the door, entering the room to face the back of a high chair, unable to see Fang Ting herself. "General Manager, I’m here to report," Chen Shuyi started tensely. Adjusting to the new role left her slightly anxious. "Sister Shuyi, we’ve known each other for years, why act so nervous?" Qi Lin replied, stepping from behind the chair with a smile. The moment Chen Shuyi knocked, Qi Lin had skillfully used his SSS-level ventriloquism to mimic Fang Ting’s voice, intending to trick Chen Shuyi inside. "Why—why is it you?" Upon seeing Qi Lin sitting there, Chen Shuyi froze in shock, pointing in disbelief. "Why not me? Isn’t it me you’re reporting to? Or do you plan on standing out there all day?" Qi Lin playfully continued. Realizing that the company had changed ownership and Qi Lin was now her new boss, Chen Shuyi's face tensed with irritation, "Qi Lin, this isn’t the place to joke around. This is the general manager's office. Please leave immediately." She mistook it for Qi Lin’s playful antics and went in alone. “Haha, no one believed the truth after all my explanations. Here, see for yourself,” Qi Lin said, tossing the company transfer contract towards Chen Shuyi, a lazy smile playing on his lips as he stopped teasing her. Chen Shuyi hesitated, then picked up the thick stack of transfer contracts to examine them. The further she read, the more her expression darkened. Upon reaching Fang Ting's signature on the last page, she nearly blacked out. "Qi Lin, how could you be so shameless, casually buying my company?" Chen Shuyi shouted, her voice breaking with emotion. The plot of a domineering CEO had come true. To win her over, Qi Lin spent 60,000 to purchase the ‘Urban People’ decoration company where she worked. “How is it shameless of me? What’s wrong with buying a company I’m interested in with my own money?” Qi Lin chuckled, scratching his nose, puzzled by Chen Shuyi’s logic. “You’re just a rich second generation with money, still in your senior year of high school, not even graduated from university. What do you know about business?” she cried, “This is my first job. What if the company goes bankrupt?” “Calm down, alright? Even if the company is now mine and it goes bankrupt, it wouldn’t affect you. I’d still pay you your salary,” Qi Lin reassured her. “Shouldn’t you be more concerned about the contract? You’ll be massaging me, making tea, and attending to me when I’m unwell.” Qi Lin gestured at the contract on the table, still smiling. Chen Shuyi’s face fell as Qi Lin pointed out the terms. She had been so shocked by Qi Lin's acquisition that she had forgotten about the contract. "Qi Lin, you scoundrel! How could you trick me into signing such a distasteful contract?" Tears welled in Chen Shuyi’s eyes, no longer able to hold them back. Her first kiss had already been stolen by Qi Lin. She thought she had already given up on fighting with him. Now, however, she found herself bound to a servitude contract, implying she'd be at Qi Lin’s mercy daily. She had signed the contract assuming Fang Ting was still in charge, and if she had known Qi Lin had taken over, nothing could have made her sign it. "That's the spirit! Weren't you just scolding?" Qi Lin said with a lackadaisical expression. “Well, Shuyi, you have two choices now. Either become my secretary, simply massaging my legs and serving me tea every day, or go to your little boyfriend Li Jia Ming and have him pay the multimillion-dollar breach of contract fee,” Qi Lin remarked deliberately. “You owe Li Jia Ming so much money, and when you marry him, you’ll have to live under his family’s rule: minding the children, doing the chores, and never stepping out of line,” he added knowingly, aware that Chen Shuyi fiercely valued her independence and wouldn’t want to rely on a man financially. Hearing Qi Lin’s words, Chen Shuyi faltered, realizing how impossible it would be for her to be a maid in Li Jia Ming’s household. No matter whom she married, she intended to keep working and rely on her own salary rather than asking a man for money or living under his thumb. “You actually spent sixty thousand just to have me serving you tea daily and massaging your legs. I have nothing to fear now,” Chen Shuyi asserted, her eyes resolute. “I might be your secretary, but I’ll only do what the contract requires. I refuse to become your woman.” “Haha, that’s the spirit! I like your feisty attitude, Shuyi. Here’s to a fruitful collaboration. As long as you serve me well, I’ll turn this company into the strongest decoration company in China, ensuring you work here for a lifetime,” Qi Lin said, giving her a thumbs-up. “Bragging, aren’t you? I bet this company won’t last a month under you,” Chen Shuyi retorted, drying her tears and glaring at Qi Lin. As for Chen Shuyi’s distrust, Qi Lin merely chuckled. Would the company really go bankrupt in a month? He planned to increase the company’s assets a hundredfold in a month. Would she believe it? “Chen Shuyi, do you speak to your boss like this during work hours?” Qi Lin asked calmly. “As a secretary, why don’t you come give your boss a shoulder massage.” He patted the armrest of the office chair. Chen Shuyi fell silent. In this position, what good was defiance? Facing an uncertain future at work, her eyes darkened. But despite this, she obediently followed Qi Lin's instructions, though internally she was furious. “Lower, you’re not quite getting the spot,” Qi Lin directed languidly. Chen Shuyi shot him a glare and reluctantly adjusted, her movements harsh. “Further down—can’t you move your hands a bit?” Qi Lin groaned in teasing mock dissatisfaction. "You're such a jerk! If I go any lower, I'd be on your chest, which can’t be massaged!” she snapped. “Put a little more effort in. It feels like you haven’t eaten at all,” Qi Lin commented. *cough cough* “Maybe I remembered wrong. Just keep it to the shoulders,” he concluded, sensing her growing exasperation.