Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child! -
Chapter 210: Better to Stay Away from Him
Chapter 210: Chapter 210: Better to Stay Away from Him
Hearing Gu Pinan’s words, Lin Qian was greatly alarmed and quickly responded, "Dad, it’s not what you think. President Chu just arrived in Su City, he’s really just my boss."
Rumors indeed!
Why did even Gu Pinan think that way? What was there between him and Chu Yelin?
Clearly, their relationship was nothing more than the normal superior-subordinate relationship.
"You may consider him your boss, but he might not see you merely as a subordinate."
Gu Pinan spoke meaningfully, "Alright, it’s your young people’s business, Dad doesn’t want to interfere too much. You judge for yourself."
Between Yin Moran and Chu Yelin, he actually preferred Chu Yelin.
After all, one ruthlessly suppressed his company, while the other was like sending charcoal in snowy weather.
He was a businessman, of course, he hoped something would happen between Chu Yelin and Lin Qian.
That way, perhaps the Gu Family could benefit more from Lin Qian’s connections.
Lin Qian stepped out of the Gu Family’s gate and stood by the roadside, waiting for Chu Yelin’s assistant to bring the car over, still distracted by Gu Pinan’s words.
Chu Yelin didn’t just consider her a subordinate, did he?
What else could it be?
Pursue her?
Ridiculous!
They had just met, okay?
Lin Qian shook her head, finding it laughable.
"What are you thinking about? Let’s go."
A warmth on her shoulder, the sound of a man’s voice by her ear.
Lin Qian came back to her senses and realized Chu Yelin’s car had arrived, and he was holding her arm loosely, a lingering smile on his face.
This gesture...
Lin Qian quickly stepped forward, moving away from his loosely supporting arm and hurried towards the rear door of the car.
Regardless, it was better to keep some distance from him.
Behind her, Chu Yelin watched Lin Qian hastily get into the car, his eyebrows slightly raised, lips curling into a smile.
Was she avoiding his touch?
Maintaining distance from him?
Interesting!
Throughout the ride, Lin Qian stayed as close as possible to the car door, her gaze turned outside, pretending to admire the scenery.
Beside her, Chu Yelin remained silent, his hand resting on his knee, fingertips tapping intermittently, his slender, peach-blossom eyes filled with a deep and obscure light, making it hard to gauge his thoughts.
In the cramped space of the car, the atmosphere was a bit stifling.
Finally reaching the entrance of the shopping mall, Lin Qian breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the door open, and got out of the car.
"President Chu, we’ve arrived, I’ll go ahead and get busy."
"Alright, go ahead."
Chu Yelin didn’t get out of the car, just smiled at Lin Qian.
She appeared quite normal to her!
Lin Qian couldn’t help but laugh at herself for being paranoid, nodded slightly in greeting to him, and swiftly entered the mall.
In the car, Chu Yelin watched Lin Qian’s retreating figure, his smile slightly fading.
He reached for his phone and made a call.
"I’m in Su City, let’s have dinner together."
"You’re in Su City? How sudden."
"Aren’t you the one who wanted to speed things up? I’m here to watch."
"Haha, can’t do without your help, see you in a bit."
Ending the call, Chu Yelin looked at the black screen on his phone, his lips curving into a slant, his handsome face cold and somber.
Yin Moran, he was waiting to see his drama unfold!
Back at the MXL counter, Lin Qian had just returned when she received Chen Fei’s pleading look.
"Lin Qian, you’re finally back."
"What’s wrong?"
Lin Qian walked over to Chen Fei, glanced at the customer list spread on the table, aware that Chen Fei was at work.
The customer appreciation event was scheduled for Saturday, and Chen Fei had to call and inform each VIP customer of the counter to confirm the attendance list for the event.
"Well, this call needs to be made by you."
Chen Fei flipped to a page of customer data, moved it towards Lin Qian, "I’ve already notified them, but they said, please personally call to invite them before noon."
"I need to personally invite them? Who has such a big name?"
Lin Qian set down her bag and smiled.
"It’s still that..."
Chen Fei chuckled, "You’ll see for yourself."
Lin Qian tilted her head and saw the phone number, her smile slightly fading.
Who does she think she is!
Oh, it’s Mr. Yin, the president of the Yins!
Lin Qian scoffed lightly, pushing away someone’s profile.
Setting a specific time to call?
Damn pig’s trotters!
Just thinking about him put her in a bad mood!
"Manager Lin, just make the call already, stop dawdling."
Chen Fei chuckled from beside her.
"I won’t call. If he doesn’t come, so be it!" Lin Qian pouted, arrogantly fixing her hair.
It had been a whole morning since the scandal involving Qiao Xiya and him, and he hadn’t called her even once. Now, he wanted her to call him instead?
What kind of logic was that!
"Don’t be like that, Manager Lin. He’s a super VIP for our store. If he could come and support our event tonight, it would definitely boost the popularity of our appreciation party."
Chen Fei grasped Lin Qian’s arm, gazing at her pleadingly.
Lin Qian frowned, opened her mouth to say something, but caught by Chen Fei’s pleading gaze, she sighed helplessly.
She was the manager, after all. No matter how much she didn’t want to deal with someone, she couldn’t mix professional and personal feelings, right?
"Fine, I’ll call."
Straightening up, she took the phone Chen Fei passed her with a giggly smile, took a deep breath, and dialed Yin Moran’s number.
The phone beeped twice and was quickly picked up.
A man’s magnetic voice came through the line, "Hello."
"Hello Mr. Yin, this is Lin Qian from MXL counter. I’d like to ask if you’re free this Saturday evening at six? We are hosting a customer appreciation event at Hyatt and, as one of our valued customers, we sincerely invite you to attend."
A very formal invitation, devoid of any personal affection.
Yin Moran chuckled softly on the other end, "Manager Lin, I need a suit; how about you bring it over now, along with the invitation?"
This little woman must be mad at him!
He’d need to appease her later.
"What style do you need?"
Lin Qian asked, maintaining a professional smile, her voice tender.
"I trust Manager Lin’s taste. You decide."
"Alright."
After hanging up, Lin Qian puffed her cheeks and glared at the phone as if she were glaring at someone through it.
Manager Lin here, Manager Lin there!
She kept her tone professional, and so did he!
Damn it!
"Manager Lin, stop glaring; your eyes are already big, they might pop out if you keep that up."
Chen Fei covered her mouth, snickering.
Lin Qian tossed her a sanitary ball, ferociously cute, "Go, wrap up the most expensive suit in our store."
"Ah? The most expensive? Is this for Mr. Yin?" Chen Fei asked.
"Mhmm! He asked me to bring a suit. Since he let me decide, huh!"
The man was rich, no harm in fleecing him!
"Hehe, Manager Lin, it looks like Mr. Yin is trying to make amends with you!"
Chen Fei shot her a meaningful smile.
Lin Qian scoffed lightly, unconvinced.
Make amends with her?
She dared not assume!
President’s office at the Yins.
The warm noon sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the entire room bright and tranquil.
The man on the executive chair sat elegantly working, his black shirt wrapping perfectly around his body, lending him a restrained and steady aura.
A knock on the door sounded.
Without looking up, he called, "Come in."
"President Yin, your meal from Imperial Garden is here."
Han Chen carried in several bags and placed them on the side coffee table.
The aroma of the food was enticing.
Yin Moran’s Parker pen paused slightly, and he lifted his wrist to check his watch, his sexy lips curling slightly.
"Han Chen, go downstairs to greet the future lady boss."
Future lady boss!
Han Chen was startled, quickly understanding and laughed as he retreated.
No wonder his boss ordered so much delicious food; it was to welcome the lady boss’s arrival!
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