The King of Urban Mercenaries
Chapter 73 - 73 73 I Like

73: Chapter 73: I Like 73: Chapter 73: I Like “What’s the matter, Assistant Lin?

Just going to leave our little Nana behind?

Aren’t you afraid she’ll be heartbroken?”

In Shen Peini’s office, the woman sat behind her large desk, her creamy, snow-white arms propping up her fair, slender chin, her eyes brimming with unshed tears as she stared unblinkingly at Lin Fei.

“She’s on her period, let her air out for a few days.”

Lin Fei plonked himself down onto the chair in front of Shen Peini’s office desk.

“You always speak so boldly and unrestrainedly, never knowing how to soften your words.”

Even someone as mature as Shen Peini couldn’t help but spit out a word of disgust at Lin Fei.

“I was born without a grasp of subtlety.”

As he spoke, Lin Fei walked around the office desk and approached Shen Peini.

“Little brother, you really don’t know subtlety, do you?”

Clearly, Shen Peini’s words were not in jest.

Although Lin Fei knew it was likely a trap, he nevertheless felt a trace of jumping right into it.

“Let’s hear it then, what are your terms?”

Shen Peini’s luscious lips curved into an alluring smile, her snow-white arms encircled Lin Fei’s neck, bringing her head close to his ear as she whispered softly, “It’s simple, be my secretary.”

“So that’s the tune you like,” Lin Fei hooked his finger under Shen Peini’s delicate chin and sighed, “Although I don’t mind indulging your fancy, I was, after all, personally appointed as the General Affairs Assistant by the president herself.

Have you thought about how you’ll get past her?”

“Just give me the nod, and I’ll find a way to convince President Mu.”

Lin Fei didn’t know where Shen Peini’s confidence came from, a manager guaranteeing to persuade the president.

But having interacted with Shen Peini several times, Lin Fei knew that this woman was definitely not one to spout empty words without reason.

Thinking of the sudden change in the working atmosphere at Mu Group, Shen Peini, although just a manager, was backed by a powerful director after all.

She must be well aware of the crux of the problem at Mu Group and had already communicated with the director behind her, which was why she dared to make such a proposition to Lin Fei.

Whether as an assistant or a secretary, to Lin Fei, it was all the same; the only difference was the title.

Being Shen Peini’s secretary would mean being potentially ‘taken advantage of’ by her, which was assuredly a profitable deal.

Of course, this was based on the premise that Mu Shanshan was not the president of Mu Group.

Lin Fei, who was a perfectly good General Affairs Assistant, ended up becoming Shen Peini’s secretary.

To anyone with a clear sight, the abnormality in their relationship was evident.

Both working for the same company, it was impossible to hide this from Mu Shanshan.

Lin Fei could guess with his toes what Mu Shanshan would think about her husband becoming another woman’s secretary.

If Lin Fei truly agreed to be Shen Peini’s secretary, he wouldn’t be able to stay at the company any longer, Mu Shanshan would definitely fire him on the spot.

The already fragile relationship between them would reach rock bottom.

It wouldn’t be surprising if President Mu, in a burst of anger, kicked Lin Fei out of the Purple Garden Pavilion.

“Can’t we negotiate a different term?”

“You’re unwilling?”

“I truly am.”

“Let me guess why you’re rejecting me.”

Shen Peini’s playful eyes swirled as she gently tapped her long, fair fingers on Lin Fei’s chest before she stood up from leaning on him.

“Is it because of that pitiful male pride?” As soon as she said this, Shen Peini shook her head, disapproving of her own suggestion, “Definitely not, you’re thick-skinned, so male pride wouldn’t apply to you.”

This woman’s way with words…

A series of black lines ran across Lin Fei’s forehead, falling with a thud.

Telling him he’s thick-skinned was one thing; Lin Fei always took pride in that.

But to say that male pride didn’t matter to him felt like a not-so-subtle dig at his manhood.

“Little brother, don’t look so unhappy.

Don’t think sister can’t see.

Behind your laughter and curses, that bit of cynicism is not possible without a back story.

And a man with a story, their pride has long since morphed into an ability to adapt to society.

How about it, sister is right, isn’t she?”

Shen Peini paced around the office desk, her high heels clicking on the floor with a crisp rhythm.

“You’re very smart, but don’t overlook something, men sometimes don’t like women who are too smart.”

Lin Fei couldn’t help admiring Shen Peini’s insight; she did indeed understand men very well.

Lin Fei could even foresee that as their interactions increased, his secrets would gradually be unveiled to her.

It wasn’t that Lin Fei would voluntarily tell his story to Shen Peini, but rather that she would discover it herself, because she was mature and charming, because she was thoughtful.

After hearing this, Shen Peini’s mature heart trembled slightly, as if several little deer were bumping around inside her.

At this moment, it was as if Shen Peini had returned to her girlhood days, feeling the first stirrings of youthful infatuation.

“Do you really want me to say it?”

“I want to hear the truth.”