Meng Ze was very busy and had no intention of wasting time on the matter of keeping or firing a staff member. Although he regretted it a little, since he had agreed to keep ‘him’, he wouldn’t say anything more.
Assistant Fang saw that Xiang Han was efficient at work, and found ‘him’ a bunch of other things to do. Xiang Han felt bitter in his heart. He actually came to seduce the president, not to work…ahem.
This time, he learned to be smarter, letting the system work slower. It was best to drag it out until it was time to get off work. Otherwise, the assistant would find him something else to do.
But before the day was over, he suddenly felt a little restless. There was no other reason, he was simply allergic to silicone and his chest felt itchy.
Xiang Han regretted it very much. He wanted to put his paw in and scratch it, but there were other people in the office; it would appear too indecent. But it was also inconvenient to go to the toilet, so he could only endure it. Alas, had he known earlier, he would have replaced the other silicone with an apple.
He endured it until he got off work and immediately rushed to the underground car park, ankles giving way many times during the process. Fortunately, the original owner came in a car. After entering his ring’s space once he got into the car, he immediately threw away the silicone and apple, picked up some spring water and rubbed it on his chest.
[Soak your legs too, they’re all swollen.] Big A couldn’t bear to watch him.
[Censor yourself!] Xiang Han gnashed his teeth. After the itchiness subsided, he took out a tub and comfortably soaked in it.
After returning to the original host’s neighbourhood, Xiang Han had just gotten off the car when a ruffian-looking woman walked past and glanced at him several times.
Xiang Han, “…” What are you looking at? Never seen a flat-chested beauty?
After roasting her, he glanced at the rearview mirror on the car and his expression froze instantly. His face was as white as a ghost, lips as red as blood, and his eyeliner was a mess… had he actually worn this makeup for an entire day?
It’s a bit exaggerated to say, but when he scratched his face, his nails were full of powder! Where on earth did the original host get the self-confidence to put makeup on himself? Even if he doesn’t know how to, he can learn, and if it doesn’t work, he could also hire someone. He didn’t lack money, so why bother torturing himself like that?
Xiang Han probably understood why the original host failed. Frankly speaking, with this makeup, he wouldn’t even be able to kiss such a face. It would be strange if Meng Ze liked it.
He directly went up, and once he reached home, immediately tore off his wig. After washing himself from head to toe, he changed into male attire and went to the mall to clean out his cupboard.
By the time he returned fully loaded with his spoils of war, Father Geng had called him to inquire, “Xiao Geng, looks like you bought many things today. Did you get yourself a girlfriend?”
“Uh…” Xiang Han quickly found an excuse, then went online to learn a course, especially about transformations for cute boys.
[Little Nine, let’s watch together. You’re good at learning, so you’ll be in charge of makeup. I’ll learn how to hide my dick and Adam’s apple.]
System: […]
Thus, one system and one human united and worked hard for the whole night. They practically swept through all the popular channels online.
At 4 a.m., Xiang Han massaged his tired neck and yawned, [Back when I was studying for military school, I didn’t even work as hard as this.]
After he drank a cup of spring water, he regained some strength and confidently told the system, [Little Nine, let’s begin. It needs to be pure yet charming. We must definitely make the president’s eyes pop.]
The female lead had always been the epitome of a strong and capable woman. In the business world, she was even Meng Ze’s competitor. At the beginning, Meng Ze purely admired her, until there was a reception where she appeared in a pure white evening dress. Tipsy from a drink, her cheeks were slightly flushed, appearing pure and charming. As such, Meng Ze’s heart skipped a beat.
Ahem, this was the original novel. Xiang Han carefully studied it and felt that since Meng Ze was an overbearing president, he naturally loved white lotuses. When the female lead dressed more splendidly later on, he actually became rather unhappy.
The overbearing president was easy to deal with. He had seen many before and was absolutely confident in winning.
Frankly speaking, the original host was actually pretty good-looking. He was the delicate type, where after a little treatment, his features would appear softer. When he was done with the makeup, Xiang Han couldn’t help but want to touch himself.
After dealing with his face, Xiang Han put on the clothes he had bought last night. It was a dark knee-length skirt, matched with a white shirt, and a light blue silk scarf tied around his neck to cover his throat.
Xiang Han put on his stilettos and turned in front of the full-length mirror, feeling satisfied. The original host had a small but well-proportioned frame. As a male, he may be a bit short, but as a female, he was generally taller. Especially after a little adjustment, he was a regular beauty; it was just that…he was too tall.
Xiang Han hesitated for a moment and finally replaced the eight-centimeter high stiletto with three-centimeter high heels. He then put on a wig, arranged his hair a little, and went out confidently with his head held high…wait, he forgot to wear his fake boobs.
Xiang Han had bought new fake boobs online, but before they arrived, he could only use bras pads and cotton.
Most likely due to a lack of chest, Xiang Han couldn’t puff his chest out when he left. When he reached downstairs, the aunt passed by again. This time, she looked at his chest in surprise.
Xiang Han quickly dove into the car and sped to the office.
Meng Ze had just arrived and was taking the elevator out. With a glance, Xiang Han immediately shouted, “Wait!”
Meng Ze frowned. He hadn’t had time to see who it was before the other person had dashed in. Lowering his head, he saw a pair of fair and slender legs. His sight shifted upwards, and finally landed on the girl’s face.
Surprise flashed across his face but he quickly looked away. He reached out a hand to block the elevator while reminding, “This is an exclusive elevator. The staff elevator is on the other side.”
Xiang Han’s eyes lit up. So this was the CEO’s exclusive elevator?
Great. Dashing into the CEO’s elevator is a common privilege of white lotus female leads. According to Meng Ze’s CEO personality, he must definitely be thinking to himself: Heh, no one has ever dared to trespass onto my elevator. Woman, you have successfully gained my attention.
With this in mind, Xiang Han quickly reached out and pressed the ‘close’ button with a finger. Then he respectfully bowed and feigned innocence. “Good morning Mr. Meng. Unfortunately, the elevator has already closed. I just started working here, so if there’s anywhere I may have offended you, please forgive me.”
Do you think I’m blind? And that pretentious tone…
“Geng Han?” Meng Ze’s expression cracked. He finally remembered who this person was.
Xiang Han pretended to touch his hair and smiled slightly. “That’s right. Mr. Meng has a good memory.”
Although he appeared calm, he was yelling inside. How is it? Am I pure and unpretentious? Completely unlike those flirtatious hookers? Hmph, I just knew you like this sort!
Meng Ze: “…” With such a ghost-like face, it’s hard not to remember, alright?
Xiang Han had touched his hair until it nearly went flat but Meng Ze didn’t respond, so he told the system, [Little Nine, quickly hack into the remote control system and stop the elevator.]
With a single man and woman trapped in an elevator alone, how could nothing happen between them? This was the standard plot of many overbearing CEO novels.
Xiang Han subtly moved towards Meng Ze. When the elevator abruptly stopped, he cried out and fell against Meng Ze in shock.
However, Meng Ze was obviously more frightened than him. Before regaining his balance, he had already reached out and pushed hard. As a result, his chest deflated…
Xiang Han: “…”
Meng Ze: “…”
The atmosphere immediately turned awkward. Xiang Han frantically stood up and hid his chest when in fact, he should be hiding his face; he desperately wished he could bury himself in a hole.
Meng Ze cleared his throat and feigned nonchalance as he took out his phone. After the call connected, he asked coldly, “What’s going on with the elevator?”
It wasn’t a big deal in the first place so they were quickly rescued. Xiang Han was silent throughout and escaped into the office once free to fix his false boobs before anyone saw.
Meng Ze saw him dash off and frowned. Then, he called his assistant to his office.
“Tell finance to pay Secretary Geng 20,000… forget it, 50,000 dollars.” It was better to get a higher quality one rather than have it spoiled again.
“Uh, under…what reason?”
“…Work injury.” Meng Ze felt weak. He had never been caught in such an awkward situation in his life; this was the first time he spoiled a woman’s fake breasts.
Due to the accident in the morning, Xiang Han didn’t dare to find and tease Meng Ze. After work, he received a text saying that his bank received 50,000 dollars under the pretext of a work injury.
Xiang Han’s heart trembled as he silently thought to himself, could it be severance pay? Could Meng Ze have flown into a rage from the humiliation he received and wanted to sack him? But this was too much.
After hesitating, he decided to ask.
Meng Ze was shocked to see him. “Why are you still here?” Aren’t you going to go to the hospital?
Xiang Han’s heart froze. Without waiting for his answer, Meng Ze continued with great difficulty, “This morning…was my fault. Take these few days of paid leave to go to the hospital…ahem, tell me if this is not enough money.”
At first, Xiang Han didn’t understand. Once realisation dawned, he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
“Actually… it’s not a big deal.” He awkwardly explained. But after thinking for a moment, he suddenly said, “I shouldn’t take this money, it’s best to return it to the finance department. If you feel sorry, why don’t you buy me a meal?”
“I’ll pass. Keep the money as compensation. If there’s nothing else, you can leave.” Meng Ze looked down at his documents and smiled coldly. Trying to use such cheap tricks on me? Hehe.
Actually, after Xiang Han washed off the thick make-up from his face, Meng Ze’s impression improved greatly. Ordinarily, the other person could be considered quite good. Although her boobs were fake, she had a pretty face and good figure.
He might have considered her, if only he was attracted to women. Unfortunately…sigh, he could only hope she knew when to retreat and focus on her work.
The author has something to say:
Meng Ze: If I was straight, I might have gone for her.
Xiang Han: Little Nine, where did you get your info from? Didn’t you say he likes women?
System: The novel wrote that he likes women…
Big A: A straight branch grew too far and bent itself. I remember now, the general is a closeted gay!
Meng Ze was very busy and had no intention of wasting time on the matter of keeping or firing a staff member. Although he regretted it a little, since he had agreed to keep ‘him’, he wouldn’t say anything more.
Assistant Fang saw that Xiang Han was efficient at work, and found ‘him’ a bunch of other things to do. Xiang Han felt bitter in his heart. He actually came to seduce the president, not to work…ahem.
This time, he learned to be smarter, letting the system work slower. It was best to drag it out until it was time to get off work. Otherwise, the assistant would find him something else to do.
But before the day was over, he suddenly felt a little restless. There was no other reason, he was simply allergic to silicone and his chest felt itchy.
Xiang Han regretted it very much. He wanted to put his paw in and scratch it, but there were other people in the office; it would appear too indecent. But it was also inconvenient to go to the toilet, so he could only endure it. Alas, had he known earlier, he would have replaced the other silicone with an apple.
He endured it until he got off work and immediately rushed to the underground car park, ankles giving way many times during the process. Fortunately, the original owner came in a car. After entering his ring’s space once he got into the car, he immediately threw away the silicone and apple, picked up some spring water and rubbed it on his chest.
[Soak your legs too, they’re all swollen.] Big A couldn’t bear to watch him.
[Censor yourself!] Xiang Han gnashed his teeth. After the itchiness subsided, he took out a tub and comfortably soaked in it.
After returning to the original host’s neighbourhood, Xiang Han had just gotten off the car when a ruffian-looking woman walked past and glanced at him several times.
Xiang Han, “…” What are you looking at? Never seen a flat-chested beauty?
After roasting her, he glanced at the rearview mirror on the car and his expression froze instantly. His face was as white as a ghost, lips as red as blood, and his eyeliner was a mess… had he actually worn this makeup for an entire day?
It’s a bit exaggerated to say, but when he scratched his face, his nails were full of powder! Where on earth did the original host get the self-confidence to put makeup on himself? Even if he doesn’t know how to, he can learn, and if it doesn’t work, he could also hire someone. He didn’t lack money, so why bother torturing himself like that?
Xiang Han probably understood why the original host failed. Frankly speaking, with this makeup, he wouldn’t even be able to kiss such a face. It would be strange if Meng Ze liked it.
He directly went up, and once he reached home, immediately tore off his wig. After washing himself from head to toe, he changed into male attire and went to the mall to clean out his cupboard.
By the time he returned fully loaded with his spoils of war, Father Geng had called him to inquire, “Xiao Geng, looks like you bought many things today. Did you get yourself a girlfriend?”
“Uh…” Xiang Han quickly found an excuse, then went online to learn a course, especially about transformations for cute boys.
[Little Nine, let’s watch together. You’re good at learning, so you’ll be in charge of makeup. I’ll learn how to hide my dick and Adam’s apple.]
System: […]
Thus, one system and one human united and worked hard for the whole night. They practically swept through all the popular channels online.
At 4 a.m., Xiang Han massaged his tired neck and yawned, [Back when I was studying for military school, I didn’t even work as hard as this.]
After he drank a cup of spring water, he regained some strength and confidently told the system, [Little Nine, let’s begin. It needs to be pure yet charming. We must definitely make the president’s eyes pop.]
The female lead had always been the epitome of a strong and capable woman. In the business world, she was even Meng Ze’s competitor. At the beginning, Meng Ze purely admired her, until there was a reception where she appeared in a pure white evening dress. Tipsy from a drink, her cheeks were slightly flushed, appearing pure and charming. As such, Meng Ze’s heart skipped a beat.
Ahem, this was the original novel. Xiang Han carefully studied it and felt that since Meng Ze was an overbearing president, he naturally loved white lotuses. When the female lead dressed more splendidly later on, he actually became rather unhappy.
The overbearing president was easy to deal with. He had seen many before and was absolutely confident in winning.
Frankly speaking, the original host was actually pretty good-looking. He was the delicate type, where after a little treatment, his features would appear softer. When he was done with the makeup, Xiang Han couldn’t help but want to touch himself.
After dealing with his face, Xiang Han put on the clothes he had bought last night. It was a dark knee-length skirt, matched with a white shirt, and a light blue silk scarf tied around his neck to cover his throat.
Xiang Han put on his stilettos and turned in front of the full-length mirror, feeling satisfied. The original host had a small but well-proportioned frame. As a male, he may be a bit short, but as a female, he was generally taller. Especially after a little adjustment, he was a regular beauty; it was just that…he was too tall.
Xiang Han hesitated for a moment and finally replaced the eight-centimeter high stiletto with three-centimeter high heels. He then put on a wig, arranged his hair a little, and went out confidently with his head held high…wait, he forgot to wear his fake boobs.
Xiang Han had bought new fake boobs online, but before they arrived, he could only use bras pads and cotton.
Most likely due to a lack of chest, Xiang Han couldn’t puff his chest out when he left. When he reached downstairs, the aunt passed by again. This time, she looked at his chest in surprise.
Xiang Han quickly dove into the car and sped to the office.
Meng Ze had just arrived and was taking the elevator out. With a glance, Xiang Han immediately shouted, “Wait!”
Meng Ze frowned. He hadn’t had time to see who it was before the other person had dashed in. Lowering his head, he saw a pair of fair and slender legs. His sight shifted upwards, and finally landed on the girl’s face.
Surprise flashed across his face but he quickly looked away. He reached out a hand to block the elevator while reminding, “This is an exclusive elevator. The staff elevator is on the other side.”
Xiang Han’s eyes lit up. So this was the CEO’s exclusive elevator?
Great. Dashing into the CEO’s elevator is a common privilege of white lotus female leads. According to Meng Ze’s CEO personality, he must definitely be thinking to himself: Heh, no one has ever dared to trespass onto my elevator. Woman, you have successfully gained my attention.
With this in mind, Xiang Han quickly reached out and pressed the ‘close’ button with a finger. Then he respectfully bowed and feigned innocence. “Good morning Mr. Meng. Unfortunately, the elevator has already closed. I just started working here, so if there’s anywhere I may have offended you, please forgive me.”
Do you think I’m blind? And that pretentious tone…
“Geng Han?” Meng Ze’s expression cracked. He finally remembered who this person was.
Xiang Han pretended to touch his hair and smiled slightly. “That’s right. Mr. Meng has a good memory.”
Although he appeared calm, he was yelling inside. How is it? Am I pure and unpretentious? Completely unlike those flirtatious hookers? Hmph, I just knew you like this sort!
Meng Ze: “…” With such a ghost-like face, it’s hard not to remember, alright?
Xiang Han had touched his hair until it nearly went flat but Meng Ze didn’t respond, so he told the system, [Little Nine, quickly hack into the remote control system and stop the elevator.]
With a single man and woman trapped in an elevator alone, how could nothing happen between them? This was the standard plot of many overbearing CEO novels.
Xiang Han subtly moved towards Meng Ze. When the elevator abruptly stopped, he cried out and fell against Meng Ze in shock.
However, Meng Ze was obviously more frightened than him. Before regaining his balance, he had already reached out and pushed hard. As a result, his chest deflated…
Xiang Han: “…”
Meng Ze: “…”
The atmosphere immediately turned awkward. Xiang Han frantically stood up and hid his chest when in fact, he should be hiding his face; he desperately wished he could bury himself in a hole.
Meng Ze cleared his throat and feigned nonchalance as he took out his phone. After the call connected, he asked coldly, “What’s going on with the elevator?”
It wasn’t a big deal in the first place so they were quickly rescued. Xiang Han was silent throughout and escaped into the office once free to fix his false boobs before anyone saw.
Meng Ze saw him dash off and frowned. Then, he called his assistant to his office.
“Tell finance to pay Secretary Geng 20,000… forget it, 50,000 dollars.” It was better to get a higher quality one rather than have it spoiled again.
“Uh, under…what reason?”
“…Work injury.” Meng Ze felt weak. He had never been caught in such an awkward situation in his life; this was the first time he spoiled a woman’s fake breasts.
Due to the accident in the morning, Xiang Han didn’t dare to find and tease Meng Ze. After work, he received a text saying that his bank received 50,000 dollars under the pretext of a work injury.
Xiang Han’s heart trembled as he silently thought to himself, could it be severance pay? Could Meng Ze have flown into a rage from the humiliation he received and wanted to sack him? But this was too much.
After hesitating, he decided to ask.
Meng Ze was shocked to see him. “Why are you still here?” Aren’t you going to go to the hospital?
Xiang Han’s heart froze. Without waiting for his answer, Meng Ze continued with great difficulty, “This morning…was my fault. Take these few days of paid leave to go to the hospital…ahem, tell me if this is not enough money.”
At first, Xiang Han didn’t understand. Once realisation dawned, he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
“Actually… it’s not a big deal.” He awkwardly explained. But after thinking for a moment, he suddenly said, “I shouldn’t take this money, it’s best to return it to the finance department. If you feel sorry, why don’t you buy me a meal?”
“I’ll pass. Keep the money as compensation. If there’s nothing else, you can leave.” Meng Ze looked down at his documents and smiled coldly. Trying to use such cheap tricks on me? Hehe.
Actually, after Xiang Han washed off the thick make-up from his face, Meng Ze’s impression improved greatly. Ordinarily, the other person could be considered quite good. Although her boobs were fake, she had a pretty face and good figure.
He might have considered her, if only he was attracted to women. Unfortunately…sigh, he could only hope she knew when to retreat and focus on her work.
The author has something to say:
Meng Ze: If I was straight, I might have gone for her.
Xiang Han: Little Nine, where did you get your info from? Didn’t you say he likes women?
System: The novel wrote that he likes women…
Big A: A straight branch grew too far and bent itself. I remember now, the general is a closeted gay!
