How a Little Guy Courted Disaster

Inside Chen Mengyun's business van.

Chen Mengyun and Shirley sat in the main seats, while Lu Chengwen and Li Yangyang sat opposite Chen Mengyun.

Before getting in, Li Yangyang secretly grabbed Lu Chengwen. "Once we get in, don't talk nonsense!"

"Don't let your eyes wander either. President Chen dislikes men a little, especially men whose eyeballs like roaming all over the place!"

"Don't make random jokes. President Chen never jokes around, especially not with men!"

"And when you sit, you can only use one-third of the seat. Keep your back straight. Try to look at President Chen's mouth and don't make eye contact with her, or you'll get so nervous you won't be able to speak."

"Don't touch anything in the car. President Chen is a germaphobe and hates it when people mess with her things..."

Li Yangyang rattled off a whole list of instructions so quickly that sweat beaded on her forehead.

But it was clearly impossible to teach Lu Chengwen all the rules for dealing with important people in such a short time.

"Anyway, you can't be as carefree and undisciplined as you are in our department. This is Chen Mengyun, the group's chief president! One word from her and neither you nor I will be able to survive anywhere in the entire Northern Country! Understand? If you screw this up, you'll ruin my future too."

"Seriously?"

Lu Chengwen found this utterly bizarre.

The Chen Mengyun he knew... didn't have this many issues.

Ever since they were children, he had used her things whenever he wanted and eaten her food whenever he felt like it.

When he was little and naughty, he had even used Chen Mengyun's scarf to wipe his shoes.

Although Chen Mengyun had been very unhappy about it, she had still cleaned Lu Chengwen's shoes