She had clearly lost her composure. A flicker of light passed through Yu Aotian's deep eyes as he slowly reached his hand toward her…
"Boss Yu, what are you… no, don't!" She instinctively squatted down, covering her head. Suddenly, the elevator jolted with a loud bang and came to a halt. "What just happened?" She looked up and saw Yu Aotian's finger resting on the emergency stop button.
"Boss Yu, what are you doing?! Why did you shut the elevator down again? This is bad! If Manager Zhang finds out, she's going to scold me again. Hurry! Quick! Boss Yu, take your hand off the button! If we restart the elevator now, maybe we can still fix this—hurry!"
Yao Yao was now like an ant on a hot pan, panicking helplessly. Yu Aotian, however, chuckled quietly to himself. "So that's what this is about." No wonder this little thing was acting so off today—turns out she'd been scolded by her superior. His eyes narrowed coldly. "You want the elevator back on?"
"Yes! Yes!"
With a devilish smirk, he wrapped one arm around her slim waist. "Beg me."
"Boss Yu, I beg you… ugh…" Wait a minute—"Why should I beg you? You're just from the PR department. What gives you the right to shut down the elevator? Hurry and turn it back on!"
"Heh, little thing, it seems I haven't taught you enough," he said, as the hand on her waist slowly moved upward…
"Ah!" she gasped. His icy palm met her burning back, sending a jolt through her system. "Take your hand away!" she struggled instinctively.
But how could the domineering Yu Aotian tolerate her commanding tone? His hand slowly slid around to the front.
She could feel him pushing further, breaching her final layer of defense. Her fair face turned crimson with unbearable embarrassment. "Yu… Yu Aotian, didn't you say that if I made you feel something with a kiss, you'd let me go?"
"Hmm? But you failed, didn't you? And besides… I never said I wouldn't touch you." His agile fingers finally broke through her last barrier…
Wave after wave of tingling sensation rushed through her. "Mmm…" A sweet moan escaped her lips as she collapsed into his arms.
Her flushed face looked like a mesmerizing sunset, tinged with spring's allure. "Heh, sweetheart, you're really too sensitive—it's scary. You can't even stand properly after just this?"
She didn't want to be like this, but her disobedient body couldn't resist this wicked man. "Yu… Boss Yu, this is my first real job. I really value it. You've already gotten me scolded by the manager. Do you really have to push me to resign to feel satisfied?"
Lowering her head, her pure eyes shimmered with a pleading glow, her tone no longer as defiant as before. If she'd acted like this little bunny earlier, maybe none of this would've happened…
"Little thing…" Yu Aotian slowly withdrew his hand, now cupping her delicate cheek. "If you dare to resign, I'll have your whole family killed." His grip tightened, twisting her face in pain.
She had heard of the ruthless things he'd done in Japan. If he wanted her family dead, it would be as easy as snapping his fingers. Why, oh why, had she been so blind two years ago to provoke this devil?
"Boss Yu, if you keep doing this, I'll get fired even if I don't quit."
"Heh. Don't worry. If anyone in this company gets fired, it won't be you."
As soon as he released her, Yao Yao quickly rubbed her sore chin. That really hurt…
She sneaked a glance at Yu Aotian's smug expression. Hmph! I don't believe it. Even if he's all that powerful, he's only in PR. I'm in the Service Department!
Still, she dared not say that aloud. One wrong word and that overbearing man would torment her again…
"Boss Yu, can you turn the elevator back on now?"
"Sure, but… answer me one question first." Yu Aotian bent down so he was at her eye level. "You always call me Boss Yu, Boss Yu, but this morning you called me Mr. Yu. Why the change?"
She had wrestled with that question herself. "Because in the elevator with us were Long Ye, Long Qi, and two people I didn't recognize. I didn't want to… cause you any trouble."
So that was the reason. Seems he really couldn't underestimate this little thing. She was… smart. "Heh." Curling his lips into a smile, Yu Aotian finally restarted the elevator.
As soon as he stepped out…
"Yu Aotian! Thanks for paying for the ride yesterday." Ding! The elevator doors closed.
Yao Yao couldn't see Yu Aotian's expression outside the elevator, but she…
"Whew… I know saying thanks like that was kind of rude, but I had no other choice." She really didn't want too much entanglement with that underworld boss…
Finally, it was lunchtime. She had to admit—Bo Sen's lunch offerings were as luxurious as those of a five-star hotel buffet. The cafeteria's décor was no less refined than that of an upscale restaurant.
"Wow, no wonder it's the number one company. They even serve abalone for lunch. So rich…" Holding her tray, Yao Yao marveled at each dish as she picked her favorites.
"Yao Yao! Yao Yao!"
White Ling's voice came from behind. Yao Yao smiled politely.
"Yao Yao, are you okay about what happened this morning?"
This morning? Oh—White Ling must be referring to…
"Oh, it's nothing."
"Nothing? The whole department heard the manager screaming at you."
For some reason, every time she saw White Ling, she was reminded of her best friend from high school, Gong Xiaoman. Maybe it was because they were both warm-hearted.
"I'm really fine. Thanks for caring, White Ling."
"As long as you're okay. You don't know… that female devil has already driven away a lot of pretty elevator girls."
"What? Why would she do that?"
"Jealousy, of course."
"No way. She's a manager. I'm just a bottom-level employee. What's there to be jealous of?"
"Hehe, that's what you think." As they chatted, they picked a four-person table by the window. "Didn't you notice during the interview that the elevator girl position had the most applicants?"
That much, she had noticed. But…
"Wasn't that because the benefits were better?"
"Pfft, you really are clueless. With thousands of employees at Bo Sen, the only ones with real access to the higher-ups are the elevator girls. I mean, it's a one-on-one space—anything could happen. Get close enough, and boom—long-term meal ticket. Of course everyone fights for that position!"
(To be continued…)