The King of Urban Mercenaries
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561: 561 561: 561 Just before the end of the workday, at Mu Group, situated in the Moongaze Building.

Twenty-sixth floor.

The President’s Office of Mu Shanshan.

After Shen Xuan, the number one secretary, discussed the Mu Group employees’ perception of Lin Fei and the nickname “stress relief tool” they privately gave to Lin Fei’s unimpressive husband.

Mu Shanshan, the icy president, fell silent for several minutes, her eyes filled with anticipation as they fixed intently on Shen Xuan, who stood confidently in front of her spacious desk, “Is he well-liked in the company?”

“Vice Minister Lin is indeed very well-liked in the company,” although Mu Shanshan, the icy president, hadn’t specified who “he” was.

However, Shen Xuan had been with Mu Shanshan long enough to understand this silent understanding between them.

Seeing that Mu Shanshan, the icy president, seemed particularly interested in the private affairs of Lin Fei at the company, Shen Xuan, without waiting for Mu Shanshan to ask, continued, “President Mu, you might think that Vice Minister Lin does nothing significant in the company, but his popularity in the company is quite—”

“Is his popularity better than mine?”

“Uh?!”

“I’m asking you, is Lin Fei’s popularity in the company better than mine, or worse?” Seeing that Shen Xuan, the number one secretary, seemed puzzled, Mu Shanshan, the icy president, somewhat sternly repeated her question.

“This, this—”

Upon hearing Mu Shanshan, the icy president, ask again, Shen Xuan was dumbfounded.

Despite Shen Xuan’s rich imagination, she had never expected the usually cold, elegantly poised, and powerfully influential president to ask such a lowbrow question.

You, a high-and-mighty president, comparing popularity with Lin Fei, a man who casually flirts with women and lacks any senior executive demeanor?

There’s absolutely no comparison, okay?!

How can you even compare those clearly visible problems?

How do you expect her, Secretary Shen, to answer this?!

Although, from any perspective, Mu Shanshan, the icy president, was far superior to Lin Fei, the nominal Vice Minister of the Security Department.

If given a choice for Mu Group’s ordinary employees to ingratiate themselves with one of the two,

Mu Shanshan, the icy president, would undoubtedly be the better choice.

However, the problem lies in her status and temperament.

Not to mention the ordinary employees of Mu Group, even Shen Xuan, who is the number one secretary of Mu Shanshan, the icy president, has to tread carefully when speaking with women.

Fearing that one wrong word might displease Mu Shanshan, the icy president, and jeopardize her job.

Shen Xuan, the number one secretary accompanying Mu Shanshan, doesn’t even dare claim a close relationship with Mu Shanshan.

This tells you all you need to know about the ordinary employees of the Mu Group.

Under such circumstances, there’s obviously no point discussing popularity.

Nevertheless, Mu Shanshan, the icy president, just had to ask.

Sensing the flicker of anticipation hidden in the clear eyes of Mu Shanshan, the icy president, and after hesitating for a few seconds, Shen Xuan, considering her own job, was forced to delude herself.

“Although Vice Minister Lin does indeed have a good reputation in the company, he has only been with the company for a relatively short time.

Compared to your popularity, President Mu, Vice Minister Lin’s is still far inferior.”

As the words fell, Shen Xuan, having deceived herself, unable to control it, showed a faint, bitter smile at the corner of her mouth.

Although Shen Xuan had flattered and complimented Mu Shanshan, the icy president, in the past, those were often merely icing on the cake because of Mu Shanshan’s natural disposition.

With Mu Shanshan’s almost terrifying business talent, Shen Xuan’s compliments were not excessive in the past.

However, the kind of words that demean the president’s husband to flatter Mu Shanshan, the icy president, had made Shen Xuan feel inevitably complex after speaking them out.

But Mu Shanshan, keenly observant at work, was completely unaware.

Upon hearing Shen Xuan say that Lin Fei, the cheap husband, was less popular in the company than she.

The woman simply nodded as if it were a matter of course.

That expression clearly indicated that Lin Fei’s husband being less popular in the company than her was something she had anticipated long ago.

“Thank goodness I lied!”

Seeing Mu Shanshan, the icy president, reacting so naturally, Shen Xuan felt a sudden rush of relief.

Fortunately, she had flattered her, for if she had spoken the truth, this might have been the end of her tenure as the president’s secretary.

Upon receiving her flattery and seemingly in a good mood, Shen Xuan mustered her courage and tried to advise Mu Shanshan, “President Mu, actually, I think Vice Minister Lin didn’t really mean to contradict you.

Do you think maybe you could—”

Shen Xuan had spoken only halfway, but her intent was already quite clear—she wanted to ask President Mu Shanshan, the icy president, to reconsider her decision so that Lin Fei could continue at Mu Group.

“I never intended to fire him; he forced my hand!” said Mu Shanshan, the icy president, her mind focused and with an undertone of discontent, after Shen Xuan indirectly pleaded for Lin Fei.

Although previously, during the meeting in the large conference room, constrained by Lin Fei’s public defiance, Mu Shanshan, the icy president, did indeed verbally terminate him.

However, initially, Mu Shanshan had only intended to fire him from his position as vice minister of the Security Department.

She had no intention whatsoever of firing Lin Fei from the company.

Unfortunately, Lin Fei had interrupted her before she could finish, leading Mu Shanshan, the icy president, to announce his dismissal in a fit of pique.

“Then, President Mu, regarding Vice Minister Lin—” Shen Xuan, somewhat reluctantly smiling through her frustration, having sensed that Mu Shanshan, the icy president, was most likely acting out of spite toward Lin Fei, asked tentatively about what Mu Shanshan was really thinking concerning how to handle Lin Fei.

“Go find him and bring him to me.”

“Yes, President Mu.”

Sensing that Mu Shanshan, the icy president, might have calmed down a bit, Shen Xuan, upon hearing this, left Mu Shanshan’s presidential office as instructed.

After Shen Xuan’s departure, Mu Shanshan, the icy president, began contemplating how she should speak to Lin Fei, the cheap husband, once he entered her office.

But as she waited and waited, the end of the workday approached and Lin Fei, the cheap husband, still hadn’t arrived at her office.

Just as Mu Shanshan, the icy president, was considering whether to call Lin Fei’s cheap husband directly to ask,

Shen Xuan, who had left her presidential office earlier on her command, entered with a troubled expression and knocked on the door.

“President Mu, Vice Minister Lin left the company about fifteen minutes ago with President Ling and President Shen.”

As Shen Xuan’s words fell, Mu Shanshan’s stunningly beautiful face instantly turned icy…