A New Mission and a Profound Punishment in the Little Notebook

Although the insider incident had temporarily come to an end, the crisis facing the company was far from over.

The white paper released by Genesis had sent shockwaves through the industry. Although Yan Qingyue's company had quickly announced the insider's capture and taken severe countermeasures, market confidence had still suffered a serious blow.

Investors such as Huanyu Capital had become noncommittal, and the investment negotiations that had been underway had almost ground to a halt.

A pall hung over the entire company. Everyone was on edge, throwing all their efforts into rebuilding the security defenses and stabilizing existing operations.

As an assistant, Lin Chen was rushed off his feet too.

Not only did he have to help handle daily affairs, he also had to take part in implementing the new security policies and handling some external communications.

Though exhausted, he saw Yan Qingyue working day after day without regard for food or sleep, leading everyone in the fight by example. A determined energy built up inside him, and he wanted to do more for the company.

That afternoon, he was at his desk organizing a report on policy developments concerning new energy vehicles when a system notification suddenly sounded in his mind:

[Ding—changes in the external environment and potential opportunities detected.]

[New main mission issued: Seize the Future Track.]

[Mission requirements: within the next six months, successfully invest in or establish a position in at least one project or company with high growth potential in the fields of "AI-enhanced logic" or "new-vehicle intelligence/energy."

Achieve a return of at least 200% on the initial investment (or attain the objective of strategic control).]

[Mission background: over the next six months, the government will roll out major support policies for key technologies such as AI logic enhancement, intelligent driving, and high-energy-density batteries.

The market prospects in these fields are vast, and the competitive landscape has yet to solidify. A window exists to establish an early position.]

[Mission hint: consider startup teams with core technologies but lacking funding or channels, or opportunities for cooperation related to the transformation of traditional automakers.

The Information Insight skill and the System Shop may be used to assist with screening.]

[Mission rewards: depending on the return on investment or strategic value, 3,000–10,000 system points, the Advanced Investment Vision skill (passive), and one random rare industry resource card.]

[Failure penalty: 3,000 system points deducted, one advanced skill randomly removed, and a decline in business credibility.]

AI-enhanced logic?

New-vehicle intelligence and energy?

Government support policies?

Lin Chen's heart gave a sudden leap!

The direction of this new mission coincided perfectly with the "second battlefield of intelligent driving for new energy vehicles" he had previously suggested to President Yan!

And the system had given him a clearer time window and direction!

Great! System bro really came through!

Excitement surged through him. Now I have a clear goal! I have to seize this opportunity!

He immediately pulled himself together and began studying the report in front of him more intently, using the system's hints to screen potential targets.

He paid particular attention to small companies or R&D teams with unique technologies in AI algorithms, sensor fusion, automotive-grade chips, or new battery materials.

As he was analyzing them with complete concentration, Yan Qingyue emerged from her office, preparing to attend a meeting in the technology department about deploying the new firewall.

Today she wore an impeccably tailored dark gray skirt suit. The structured fabric and clean lines outlined her tall, slender figure to perfection.

The strain of working so hard for days on end seemed to have made her a little thinner, but it only made her look more upright and capable, with a commanding presence.

Her makeup was as immaculate as ever, but an unmistakable trace of fatigue around her eyes lent her a touch of fragile beauty.

Lin Chen looked up instinctively, and the moment he saw Yan Qingyue, his eyes lit up.

President Yan looks so... elegant in that outfit today!

He couldn't help admiring her. She looks even prettier than usual! She's a little thinner, but she has more of a... cool and resilient air?

His gaze lingered on her for a few extra seconds without his realizing it, particularly on the waistline perfectly framed by her suit and... the chest that rose and fell naturally as she walked.

Uh... is it just me, or is President Yan's figure... getting better and better?

An absurd thought popped uncontrollably into his head. Especially there... why does it seem even more... rounded and perky than before? Is it the cut of her clothes? Or...

Could it be that she... massages them herself every day?

The moment the thought appeared, Lin Chen's face turned red. He hurriedly cursed himself inwardly. Pah, pah, pah! Lin Chen, what filthy things are you thinking about again?!

But... if I really could marry her and bring her home... and watch such a beautiful, elegant wife walking around the house in her business clothes every day... I'd definitely get off work on time every day!

Who'd even need to go to work? Just looking at her would be enough to fill me up... heh heh heh...

He was completely immersed in his ridiculous fantasy, a foolish grin even creeping onto his lips. He had no idea his gaze was fixed intently on a certain place where it had no business being.

Yan Qingyue had been thinking about the meeting as she walked, but she keenly sensed a burning—and extremely improper—gaze falling on her.

She frowned slightly and looked in its direction, catching Lin Chen staring blankly at her chest with a foolish, infatuated grin on his face!

In an instant, Yan Qingyue's face went from pale to red, then from red to ashen!

A surge of irrepressible shame and fury whooshed straight to the top of her head!

She was so angry she almost lost her composure on the spot!

Lin! Chen!

The company is at a critical moment of life and death!

Everyone is frazzled and working themselves to the bone!

You! You actually dare, in broad daylight!

To stare at me with that... that lecherous look!

And think those utterly filthy things in your head?!

You even want to marry me and bring me home?! Look at me every day?! Stop going to work?!

You really are... beyond saving! Your lust has reached the heavens! You deserve ten thousand deaths!

She felt her fingertips trembling and had to fight to keep from erupting on the spot.

Taking a deep breath, she forcibly suppressed her towering rage and shot Lin Chen a furious look as cold as a knife.

Then, without looking back, she strode toward the technology department, her high heels striking the floor harder than usual.

When Yan Qingyue's bone-chilling gaze swept over Lin Chen, he jolted out of his fantasy, frightened so badly that his soul nearly flew away!

Oh no! She caught me! I'm done for, I'm done for!

His face instantly went deathly pale, and cold sweat poured down his body. He quickly lowered his head, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Why can't I control my eyes and my brain again?!

He slapped himself madly in his mind. I'm dead this time! President Yan must be furious!

All afternoon, Lin Chen was like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring, too restless to sit or stand still. Every time he saw Yan Qingyue emerge from her office, he shrank his neck in fear and didn't dare breathe too loudly.

Yan Qingyue, meanwhile, completely ignored his existence, treating him as if he were nothing but air. Yet the oppressive chill surrounding her was colder than ever.

After work, Yan Qingyue returned home, her anger still simmering.

She took out her encrypted personal phone and opened the chat history between "Little Moon" and Lin Chen, looking at how that guy had been whispering sweet nothings to her as Little Moon during the day.

Then, that evening, he had dared to undress her as President Yan with his eyes. The flames of her anger burned even higher!

She opened her notes app and the document dedicated to recording Lin Chen's "evidence of wrongdoing." Her fingers flew across the screen, pressing so hard they nearly pierced it:

"X month, X day, afternoon.

This scoundrel Lin Chen has escalated his wicked conduct!

In the office area, under the eyes of everyone present, he dared to fix his extremely lecherous gaze on this president's... chest for an extended period!

He also wore a foolish, lewd grin, and his inner monologue was utterly filthy and obscene!

He even fantasized about marrying me and bringing me home to admire every day, and speculated about this president's private habits!

The vile nature of his conduct and the audacity of his attitude have crossed the line!

His crimes are so great that there is not enough bamboo in the world to record them!"

"The old scores remain unsettled, yet new offenses have been added!

Ordinary punishment is no longer enough to rein in this scoundrel's lustful audacity!"

"Decision: initiate the ultimate punishment plan—'Night of Enchantment'!"

"Punishment details: five days from now, in the evening.

This president will personally 'shoot' a set of 'special photos' and short videos, controlled but extremely seductive, with emphasis on the area he speculated about, and send them to this scoundrel in batches, one every ten minutes or so!

Let him spend the entire night in a state of constant arousal and torment, unable to stop himself!

Double torture, mental and physical!"

"Objective: make him deeply understand the consequences of offending this president! Let's see if he still dares entertain such wild thoughts afterward!"

After finishing the entry, Yan Qingyue put down her phone, her chest still rising and falling slightly with anger.

But then she thought about how Lin Chen might look when he received those "surprises" five days later: utterly flustered, red-faced, and unable to sleep all night.

Her lips curled into an icy, sly smile.

Lin Chen, just you wait.

This time, I'll make sure you thoroughly "enjoy" an unforgettable night.

Let's see if you ever dare look at me like that again!

She decided to act as though everything were normal for the next five days, and perhaps even be a little more "pleasant" to him on occasion, so he would let down his guard.

Then, on the fifth night, she would deliver a "fatal blow"!

Lin Chen, who still knew nothing of this, was lying fearfully in bed at that moment, silently repenting to the ceiling and praying that President Yan would be magnanimous enough to overlook his offense and let him off.

He had no idea that a carefully planned, unprecedented bout of "sweet torture" was waiting for him.

The challenge of the new mission and the punishment for the "old scores" were about to descend upon him at the same time.

Lin Chen's next few days were destined to be anything but peaceful.