110: Chapter 110 (Supplement 1): Do all men like green tea girls?

Simple-minded?! Stupid?! Tacky?!

Xia Ning: "???"

She didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she felt that ever since An Ke appeared, Qin Xun had become increasingly brazen in front of her.

Just as she was about to turn and walk out of the conference room, she heard Qin Xun change the subject again.

"But this cartoon image perfectly captures exactly what I wanted to express."

"A cute and adorably silly Lord Snow King!"

She looked at Qin Xun.

She saw Qin Xun holding a laser pointer, circling the snowman on the projection screen.

"Look, this friend drew a crown on top of the snowman's head."

"But many others drew a wreath, a sock, or a hat."

"Now look at the snowman's hand; this friend drew it holding an ice cream cone."

"Whereas many others drew a broom, a fire poker, a magic wand, and so on—you couldn't even tell it was an ice cream cone."

Everyone was speechless.

That's clearly because your original sketch didn't look like anything, okay!

The only people who could tell it was a crown and an ice cream cone are the tapeworms in your stomach!

Upon hearing this, Xia Ning's expression softened significantly, and a hint of pride even flickered across her face.

Qin Xun continued.

"Seeing this kind of image at the entrance of a milk tea shop, you know immediately that it's a brand we can afford."

"It's incredibly tacky, very down-to-earth!"

"You can tell just by looking that it won't be expensive!"

Laughter erupted in the conference room.

Qin Xun said loudly.

"I've decided!"

"We'll use this for the Dudu Tea brand image."

Qin Xun scrolled up on the image and saw a line of scrawled cursive writing in the bottom right corner, and he laughed.

"Yo, this name is written quite boldly."

He zoomed in, carefully scrutinized the characters, and frowned as he read them out.

"Big... Dumb... Ass?"

Qin Xun paused, immediately realizing who had drawn it, but he pretended not to know.

He looked up at the interviewees below.

"Um... may I ask which one of you is Mr. Big?"

"Thank you for designing the brand image for Dudu Tea, and congratulations on earning the 2,000 yuan design fee!"

"Mr. Big, where are you?"

The interviewees looked at each other in confusion.

They didn't know if President Qin was genuinely stupid or just pretending, but who would actually have that name?

Xia Ning sat behind the table, resting her chin on her hand, her expression cold and detached, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.

An Ke looked at Xia Ning, then at Qin Xun, and couldn't help but shake her head.

"On the surface, you brought us here for an interview, but in reality, you just tricked us into watching you two flirt?"

"Big Dumb Ass—that's certainly a rare term of endearment."

...

The interview ended.

The twenty or so interviewees went to the finance department to collect their money.

An Ke didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed and followed them.

In addition to the 200 yuan interview fee, there was also a 1,000 yuan drawing fee.

When she pushed the door open and returned to the General Manager's office, she found Qin Xun and Xia Ning arguing.

An Ke paused, then quickly closed the door to avoid being overheard by outsiders.

Yet, she stood inside as if nothing were wrong.

She saw Qin Xun and Xia Ning standing face to face, separated by only an arm's length—close enough that one could reach out and grab the other by the throat.

Xia Ning glared at Qin Xun and said coldly.

"Can you be a bit more serious? After all, you received 10 million. Don't go against your better judgment and choose my drawing just because you want to make me happy."

Qin Xun frowned slightly.

"Average-but-confident woman, are you questioning my vision?"

Xia Ning: "..."

It was her first time hearing the term "average-but-confident woman," but she understood its meaning instantly.

Qin Xun's expression was serious as he continued.

"Besides, I don't have the habit of chasing girls. If one day, we two unfortunately walk into the grave of love."

"Then it must be you who chased me."

Xia Ning: "!!!"

For a moment, she envied Qin Xun's thick skin. It was truly thick.

He was invincible in an argument!

Suddenly, Xia Ning felt something was off and turned to look at An Ke.

An Ke: "???"

She felt awkward, not knowing whether she should leave or just die on the spot.

After a second or two of stunned silence, she said.

"I'll head out first!"

She had just turned around when she heard Qin Xun call out to her.

"An Ke, wait a moment!"

"I'll send you the theme song 'Dudu Tea Sweetness' and the image of Lord Snow King in a bit."

"Send them to your company's marketing department. Quickly find a few child singers to record the theme song, and make one hundred promotional dolls of Lord Snow King."

"It must be done within three days!"

"Tomorrow we set off for Lingnan Province, where the weather is still hot, and select an area with 50 stores to undergo a full renovation."

"Let's bring a little shock to the local milk tea industry!"

The more Qin Xun spoke, the more excited he became, clenching his fists.

"I'm about to start making waves!"

"Something big!"

Seeing this expression on Qin Xun, a flash of excitement also crossed Xia Ning's cold, aloof face.

She had never seen Qin Xun this pumped up.

Just how big would this "something big" be?

Just as Qin Xun was brimming with fighting spirit, he suddenly saw An Ke standing at the door with a troubled expression, and asked.

"What's wrong, Xiao An."

An Ke gave a slightly awkward smile, her voice quiet.

"President Qin, um... about this..."

"According to the terms of the contract, the production of the theme song and the promotional dolls at this stage..."

"Aren't these marketing expenses supposed to be covered by you?"

Qin Xun paused, turned to look at Xia Ning, and saw her nod.

He let out a huge sigh.

"Crap!"

"We didn't ask for enough with that 10 million!"

Xia Ning: "..."

An Ke: "???"

She now felt a strong sense of unease.

No way!

That day, he was nodding repeatedly while looking at the contract and occasionally making "mm-hmm" sounds—was he just pretending to understand it?

Was Dudu Tea actually going to go under?

...

As Qin Xun's assistant, she efficiently found colleagues from various departments and mobilized them all to carry out the tasks Qin Xun had assigned.

When she had finished explaining the tasks and returned to the General Manager's office.

She saw Qin Xun and An Ke sitting on the sofa playing games again.

There was only about 30 centimeters of space between them.

It was an intimate distance where they could almost feel each other's body heat.

Xia Ning glanced at them indifferently, said nothing, and walked silently behind her desk.

She began searching online for flight tickets to Lingnan for tomorrow.

But she suddenly heard An Ke say.

"President Qin, nice moves!"

"You got another pentakill!"

Qin Xun was uncharacteristically modest.

"That's because you, Xiao An, provided good support!"

An Ke fell silent for a moment, her voice filled with a smile.

"President Qin, I'm a year older than you."

"You should call me big sister."

Xia Ning quickly poked her head out from behind the computer monitor, squinted slightly, and stared at the two of them.

Qin Xun didn't even look up and just casually shouted.

"Big sister, block the bullets for me!"

An Ke let out a soft laugh.

"Coming, little brother!"

Xia Ning pulled her head back behind the monitor, opened the browser, and typed into the search bar.

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