Luo Yao swept a cold gaze across the room, focusing particularly on the young female employees. Everyone lowered their heads, intimidated by her overwhelming presence. Just as they assumed she wouldn’t bother addressing them, Luo Yao spoke up.
"Everyone has worked hard. As you know, Ran is my husband. Today, I just wanted to see how his company is doing. And now that I’m here… it feels a bit off."
Confused expressions spread across the room.
"It’s too cramped. Liu Meng, buy this building and renovate it to match the group’s style…"
Everyone: ???
What did President Luo just say?
Wu Zhishang, standing behind her, immediately understood her intention and trembled with excitement.
Luo Yao continued, "...and transfer the ownership under Ran’s name."
Liu Meng responded, "Understood, President Luo."
Lin Ran felt this was excessive—his was just a "small" company, after all."Yao Yao, this building… there are so many businesses here. Where will they go?"
"Pay them to relocate."
Lin Ran: "..."
Suddenly, Luo Yao turned to him and asked a cryptic question.
"Ran, do you know what causes a company to go bankrupt?"
Lin Ran frowned. "Surely it’s not because the office isn’t big enough?"
Luo Yao shook her head. Wu Zhishang chimed in eagerly.
"I know! I’ve been reading business books—it’s due to management, policies, efficiency!@#%..."
Luo Yao cut him off. "Shut up."Googlᴇ search NoᴠᴇFɪre.nᴇt
Wu Zhishang immediately turned to Zhang Xinyan behind him.
"Assistant Zhang, get me some tape."
He then mimed sealing his own mouth shut.
"Ran, do you think Luo Corporation could ever go bankrupt?"
Luo Corporation—bankrupt?
Everyone leaned in, listening intently as Luo Yao made no effort to lower her voice.
Lin Ran replied firmly, "Impossible. Absolutely impossible."
"Why?"
"Because Luo Corporation has ample capital and massive scale, enough to withstand any crisis."
Luo Yao nodded. "Exactly. Remember, Ran, any company fails because it runs out of money. As long as you have money, you can solve any problem."
"Bad PR? Hire a crisis team. Malicious competition? Outspend them. Even if someone trashes the office, just buy another building the next day and start fresh. That’s real power. Your company is too small."
Lin Ran acknowledged her point. He had only tried to reason with her, but now he knew it was pointless. Refusing Luo Yao’s gifts would be suicidal.
Just then, the receptionist shouted, "Thank you, Madam Boss!"
The rest of the staff quickly followed suit. "Thank you, Madam Boss!"
Luo Yao glanced at Lin Ran and murmured, "She gets to keep her job."
Lin Ran: I didn’t realize you were so fickle.
"Since you’ve called me Madam Boss, I’ll say one more thing. I expect all of you not just to work but to have goals. The company will also help plan your futures."
"For example, any single women here—if you don’t have a boyfriend, Director Wu will handle it. Consider this a company policy."
The entire room, including Wu Zhishang, froze in shock. Only Lin Ran flushed red, fully understanding Luo Yao’s implication.
"Ahem… Madam Boss is right. As your boss, I also want all employees to have happy relationships. Director Wu, this task is yours."
Wu Zhishang’s taped mouth prevented him from protesting, but internally, he was screaming.
Bro Lin, Sister-in-law, are you even hearing yourselves?
Finally freeing himself from the tape, he thought, I don’t even have a girlfriend! How am I supposed to do this?!
His brain screamed "impossible," but his mouth said, "Understood."
The employees were floored.
What kind of heavenly company is this? Amazing benefits, powerful backing, and now matchmaking?!
Then, Luo Yao dropped the ultimate bombshell.
"For those who find a partner and get married, as Madam Boss, I won’t be stingy—each gets a 100,000-yuan red envelope."
...???
"Long live Madam Boss!"
"Joining Nuan Yao was the best decision of my life! A company that pays you to find a husband? Unreal!"
"Nuan Yao isn’t just warm because of Boss Lin and Luo Yao—it warms its employees too. I’m crying!"
"The boss sacrifices so much for us!"
"I swear, I love working here! I’ll even work overtime—I can’t let Madam Boss’s generosity go to waste!"
"What about us guys? Is this company sexist?"
"Are you dumb? You missed the point. You can just date a female coworker—then the bonus is yours too!"
"Damn, bro, you’re a genius!"
A faint smirk curled Luo Yao’s lips. Her goal for today was accomplished.
With that, she left.
This time, she listened to Lin Ran and chose to rest—though "resting" might take days.
So, Luo Yao instructed Liu Meng to bring the assistant team to the manor the next day.
She hadn’t worked properly in days and couldn’t afford further delays.
That night, Lin Ran personally applied medicine to Luo Yao’s injuries, but she kept fidgeting, determined to keep him close at all times.
"Yao Yao, behave. You’re still hurt."
Pouting, Luo Yao whined, "Don’t you like Yao Yao anymore?"
"Of course I do!"
"Then you’re avoiding me on purpose."
Lin Ran sighed deeply. "You’re impossible."
Slap slap slap slap slap...
The next day, Liu Meng arrived at the manor with the entire assistant team. Luo Yao delegated most tasks to her, handling only the most critical ones herself.
In the study, Luo Yao reviewed documents while Lin Ran fed her—luxurious fruits, one after another.
Gradually, her cheeks puffed up cutely (munch munch).
"Yao Yao, open up."
"Ah—nom."
Mid-bite, Luo Yao suddenly froze, realizing how uncharacteristically she was eating.
"What’s wrong? Don’t like it?"
Luo Yao: "No, but fruit has too much sugar. I’ll get fat. No more for today."
"But sweet Yao Yao is my favorite."
"Really?"
"Absolutely."
Luo Yao promptly transferred the unswallowed sweetness from her mouth to his.
Lin Ran was definitely sweetened.
Just then, Luo Yao’s phone buzzed. She ignored it, prioritizing their sweet moment.
"Ah—!"
A blood-curdling scream suddenly echoed through Villa No. 1.
Lin Ran and Luo Yao exchanged frowns.
That was… Uncle Fu?
Lin Ran rushed downstairs while Luo Yao checked her phone—a message from Brother Dao:
[Boss, the Lius keep telling everyone Lin Ran is their son-in-law. Should I cut out their tongues?]
Brother Dao sent this because he feared acting without Luo Yao’s approval—if she missed the chance to "entertain" herself, he’d pay for it.
Luo Yao thought for a moment before replying with a message.
[Let them suffer a bit. I’ll personally go and deal with it when I have time.]
After sending the reply, Luo Yao stepped out of the study to check on what exactly was going on with Uncle Fu.