160: Chapter 160 Did Qin Xun do the right thing again?

Just as Xia Ning was hesitating.

Mi Xier's voice, laced with teasing laughter, slipped through the door and into her ears.

"General Manager Qin, you have quite the stamina!"

"There are only seven days in a week!"

"And you actually want to do it eight or nine times?"

"You don't let a person rest for even a single day, and on top of that, you want to make them work overtime for two more days?"

Qin Xun sighed.

"I am guilty, I repent."

"But you can't blame it all on me. You don't know, but I can always smell a certain scent on Xia Ning."

"She smells like cream all over."

Mi Xier chuckled again, her voice sticky and drawn out.

"Then in those fantasies of yours, in those scenes where you are entwined with Xia Ning."

"Are your actions rough or gentle? Did you have any foreplay?"

Outside the door.

Alarm bells rang in Xia Ning's head.

She let go of the doorknob, turned around in a hurry, and walked away quickly, her footsteps as light as a cat's.

She walked through the long corridor toward the General Manager's office.

Suddenly.

A figure appeared before her, asking with concern in a rapid tone.

"Assistant Xia, do you have a fever?"

Xia Ning was so nervous that she didn't even see who was in front of her and blurted out directly.

"I am not horny."

As soon as the words left her mouth.

Her face turned even redder. She looked closely and saw that it was Cheng Wan standing in front of her.

She looked at Cheng Wan and corrected herself, enunciating each word clearly.

"I — do — not — have — a — fever."

After saying this, she ignored the bewildered Cheng Wan, walked quickly into the General Manager's office, and locked the door behind her.

She sat in her chair, dazed, just completely dazed.

...

In the Vice President's office.

Qin Xun sat behind his desk, looking at Mi Xier on the sofa with an expression of disgust.

"You are a woman, yet you are full of foul language. What kind of decorum is this?"

Mi Xier laughed until she was shaking, threw herself back onto the sofa, folded her hands behind her head, and stared at the ceiling.

The two mounds on her chest were thrust high.

"I previously suspected that General Manager Qin was impotent!"

"Now it seems that General Manager Qin is not only not impotent, but actually has quite a lot of firepower—enough to cook a pancake on your butt!"

Qin Xun watched as Mi Xier deliberately struck a pose, twisting her body in an excessively provocative way. He was somewhat displeased and was about to lecture her.

But he heard her giggling as she said.

"Then I might have a chance!"

Qin Xun was taken aback.

"You want to sleep with me that much?"

His gaze fell on Mi Xier's face.

Mi Xier tilted her head slightly, her watery, hazy eyes meeting his gaze, and her bright red lips curled into a dangerous arc.

"General Manager Qin, do you mean to say you don't have even the slightest thought of wanting to sleep with me?"

Qin Xun was silent for a moment before answering truthfully.

"I do."

Mi Xier smiled.

He then said in a cold voice.

"However, I won't."

In an instant, Mi Xier's eyes seemed to grow hooks. She bit her lip gently and smiled seductively.

"Then we'll have to see how much weight General Manager Qin really carries."

Qin Xun looked at Mi Xier's affected behavior with some disdain.

"That's not how you wipe the glass."

Mi Xier was startled. She pushed her body up with her hands, her chest standing proudly.

"Then why don't you teach me?"

Qin Xun looked at Mi Xier, thinking that perhaps the more extravagant they played during work hours, the faster his slacking-off value would rise, allowing him to unlock rewards sooner. A smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Alright!"

...

General Manager's office.

Xia Ning sat dazed in her chair.

Her complexion changed from the deep red of an apple in late autumn to the peach of early autumn, and finally, it returned to the color of lychee flesh.

She opened her computer.

Xia Ning typed a question into the browser search bar.

[Why does a man always want to be intimate with a woman?]

Soon, many answers popped up.

Xia Ning looked at the first one.

[Physiological needs]

She snorted coldly through her nose.

Only low-level creatures are controlled by simple, primitive desires.

How disgusting.

Next.

She looked at the second one.

[Male desire for conquest]

Seeing this answer, Xia Ning immediately remembered a passage Niu Xiaojun had said back in the day.

"Ningning, don't think that if you don't give those boys a good look, they will keep their distance."

"Your cold, noble, frigid appearance actually stimulates their desire for conquest even more."

"They want even more to pin you down on the bed and make you squeal!"

"The colder you are, the more excited they get."

"In the end, the more miserably you call out, the more excited they become."

"You should be like me, eat a little more and get fat; being fat solves all worries."

Xia Ning thought that Qin Xun really seemed like someone who liked challenges, liked adventure, and was full of the desire to conquer.

She rubbed her temples and scolded in a low voice.

"Childish!"

She continued reading and saw the third answer.

[Loneliness]

She immediately judged this to be a worthless answer.

Qin Xun was surrounded by Liu Yiyi, Song Ying, An Ke, and Mi Xier; even the company receptionist seemed to have ideas about him.

Loneliness?

That doesn't exist!

After a while.

Xia Ning typed a question into the browser.

[Can men separate love and sex?]

Soon.

The answers came out.

Netizens had different opinions.

But more than 70% of netizens insisted.

That men can separate love and sex, and in many cases, they just treat women as tools for sexual release.

Xia Ning looked at this answer and fell silent.

After a long time.

She raised her head, looked at the locked office door, and then turned to look out the window, seemingly afraid that someone would see her next action.

After confirming it was safe, she typed into the browser.

[Currently popular romance novels]

As soon as she pressed the Enter key, many pieces of information popped up immediately.

[The Overbearing President Fell in Love with Me]

[The Overbearing President Fell in Love with My Sister]

[The Overbearing President Fell in Love with My Younger Sister]

[The Overbearing President Fell in Love with My Mom]

[How Can a Boyfriend Be Cuter Than a Puppy]

[108 Babies in One Pregnancy, I Am the Boss at Liangshan]

...

Xia Ning looked at these book titles and only felt a headache. She scrolled the mouse wheel casually.

Another book title caught her eye.

[Max-Level Intern, Handling the Cold Female President with One Hand]

She thought of the first time she met Qin Xun; he was an intern, and she was the female president, so she clicked on it.

She scanned the synopsis, immediately closed the book, and looked down at her own chest.

"Handling with one hand, is that how it's handled?"

Just then.

Xia Ning saw a notification pop up in her email.

She clicked to open it; it was an email from Cheng Wan.

It clearly wrote the three rules Qin Xun had proposed into the Oak Company's regulations.

First, clocking in at 9:30 is not considered late.

Second, overtime is absolutely forbidden.

Third, four days on and three days off, with no reduction in salary or performance bonuses.

Looking at the bright red seal on the document, Xia Ning frowned slightly, somewhat worried about the company's operations running into problems.

She secretly decided that in these two days, she would exercise her authority as the "Great Assistant" to supervise the employees' work status in real-time.

...

Half an hour later.

Xia Ning, with a cold expression, opened the door.

Just as she walked out of the office.

She was stunned!

Her ears were filled with the sound of keyboards clacking.

Following the sound, she discovered that her colleagues were all focused, their fingertips flying.

Da da da da da da!

Da da da da da da!

The entire office seemed to have turned into a battlefield.

Everywhere were Gatling guns spitting blue fire.

And they had transformed into fearless warriors!

Xia Ning watched for a while and sighed.

Could it be that Qin Xun is right again?

...

Walking to the door of the Vice General Manager's office.

Xia Ning took a deep breath, raised her hand, and prepared to knock.

Mi Xier's voice came from inside.

"General Manager Qin, I will dance this dance again, please guide me carefully."

Immediately after, her voice became seductive and sweet as she started to sing.

"Ladies, now with me, raise your right hand to your chest, let's wipe the glass together."

"Wipe the glass."

"Wipe, wipe, wipe, wipe the glass."

Xia Ning twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open.