Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots
Chapter 366 - 261 is pampering~~_3

Chapter 366: 261 is pampering~~_3

But he didn’t stay angry with Shen Jing for long, first asking about official business, "Is the president still busy?"

Upon mentioning the president’s affairs, Shen Jing’s attention immediately shifted, and he honestly replied, "Yeah, the president seems quite busy with official work today, he’s been sitting in front of the computer for several hours, and I didn’t dare to disturb him..."

Peering through the crack in the door at their boss’s expression, Dong Mao turned his head to Shen Jing and whispered back, "Official business? Have you ever seen the boss work overtime for official business?"

Shen Jing seemed to realize something and also moved closer, whispering just as quietly, "Not official business? Dong Ge, then who do you think it’s for?"

Dong Mao pointed towards the ’night’ outside the window and made a meaningful expression.

Shen Jing immediately had a realization, "Dong Ge really understands the president."

Dong Mao chuckled with pride, "Of course, don’t look at how the boss hardly ever cracks a smile, he’s actually the most reserved..."

Shen Jing also revealed a gossipy smile and mischievously said, "I wonder if Miss Xia likes the reserved type..."

The two were so engrossed in their murmuring at the door that they failed to notice that in the office, their master/president was no longer in his previous spot.

Only when a heavy shadow descended upon them did the two finally react, mechanically turning around—

The tall man stood behind them, blocking a large part of the light from the office.

A crushing sense of oppression came over them, and Dong Mao’s back was instantly drenched with sweat.

When had their master arrived?

Did he hear what they had just said?

From which part did he start listening?

Seeing a coffee cup in his boss’s hand, Dong Mao stammered, "Master, is there anything I can help you with?"

Jiang Xuan scoffed, "Can you help your ’reserved’ master brew a cup of coffee?"

Dong Mao’s expression instantly turned into a world-famous painting—Van Gogh’s "The Scream."

Next to him, Shen Jing turned to stone.

He’d heard everything!

And from the very beginning at that!!!

**

The next morning, Dong Mao and Shen Jing were informed that their offices were up for renovation, and their temporary workstations had been set up right outside the restroom.

Desk next to desk.

Especially conspicuous.

The passing employees didn’t show anything out of the ordinary to their faces, still calling them ’Assistant Shen’ and ’Mr. Dong,’ but the moment they turned into the restroom they all burst into laughter, struggling to hold it in until their bladders hurt.

At dinner time, Jiang Xuan sent the completed team logo to Xia Ye, waiting for the leader’s approval.

When Xia Ye received the image, she was eating in the cafeteria with Lu Beibei and Qi Ran.

The image arrived, and all three of them looked at the screen together.

A few simple, bold geometric lines cleverly formed the shape of a robot.

Moreover, this robot... actually bore a slight resemblance to the one Lu Beibei had doodled in her earlier drafts!

Retaining the essence of the ’concept sketch,’ she actually created such a beautiful team logo. Lu Beibei was over the moon with joy.

Qi Ran also nodded repeatedly, "Yeye, your friend is really talented."

Lu Beibei, "This team logo is so high-end, I feel like I can already see our team winning the championship! Idol, how much is it? I’ll transfer it to you, can you pass it on to him for me?"

Xia Ye nodded, "Okay, I’ll ask."

Knowing that Jiang Xuan was free at the moment, she directly called him.

Jiang Xuan’s voice was playful, "Really want to pay?"

Xia Ye, "Yes, we are all quite satisfied with the team logo you designed."

Jiang Xuan chuckled darkly.

How much should he charge this little ancestor?

The buyout fee for the painting rights isn’t a small sum.

J’s design fees can range in the tens of millions, but for his own little girl, he can’t charge too much.

He decided to give her a discount, "Seven hundred..."

"That expensive?"

Xia Ye exclaimed, startling Jiang Xuan into swallowing the word "thousand" that was on the tip of his tongue.

Just these few lines for seven hundred yuan?

Could Lu Beibei accept that?

A typical college student’s monthly living expenses are just over a thousand yuan.

Anxiously, Lu Beibei asked from the side, "How much, Idol? If it’s really too much, I can pay in installments! I’ll pay interest!"

After hanging up the phone, Xia Ye pondered for a moment, then turned to Lu Beibei, "Two hundred."

Lu Beibei breathed a sigh of relief, "Idol, you’re really something, scaring me with such a fair price of two hundred!"

After speaking, she immediately transferred the money to Xia Ye, then thanked her profusely.

Xia Ye wouldn’t let her fellow Taoist suffer a loss so she covered the five hundred herself.

Soon, Jiang Xuan’s phone vibrated.

A ’hefty’ design fee of seven hundred yuan had been deposited...