The eting room on the 88th floor was ready, with the assistant team waiting for Luo Yao to begin the eting.
Lin Ran stood outside the conference room, with no intention of entering or listening.
So he strolled down the hallway—security here was hardly a concern.
When he reached a cultural display wall, his gaze lingered on the CEO’s portrait hanging there.
In the photo, Luo Yao appeared strikingly aloof, her sharp eyes seemingly capable of piercing through one’s soul.
"Who are you? Why are you staring at CEO Luo’s photo? You creep, how did you even get to this floor?"
A voice interrupted Lin Ran’s thoughts. He turned to see a young woman in her twenties, dressed in a figure-hugging dress, glaring at him with disdain.
But the mont she got a clear look at Lin Ran’s face, she froze.
This guy is… ridiculously handso?
"Uh… I was just doing my routine check. Soone as good-looking as you wouldn’t be fantasizing over a photo, right?"
Lin Ran couldn’t help but laugh.
"Which part of looked like I was fantasizing?"
"I saw it clearly—your eyes were practically glued to that photo. Need to spell it out for you?"
Lin Ran scoffed. "A dirty mind sees filth everywhere."
The woman bristled.
"You—you pervert! Don’t think your looks will save you from consequences!"
Lin Ran shrugged. "That’s my wife. What’s wrong with looking at her?"
"Your wife? Are you insane? Do you even know who that is?"
"Luo Yao."
Her face flushed red with anger. "Oh, you’ve got so nerve, slandering our CEO like that! I swear, if I don’t make you pay for this, I’ll… I’ll never get a boyfriend in my life!"
Lin Ran sighed. "Luo Yao really is my wife. Go ask her if you don’t believe ."
If this woman hadn’t likely been one of Luo Yao’s assistants, he would’ve already put her in her place.
She shot back, "And I could say CEO Luo is my wife. Go ask her yourself!"
What the—? Did Luo Yao secretly swing that way behind my back?
No way. Absolutely no way.
"May I ask your na?"
"Zhang Xinyan. I just started working here yesterday. What’s it to you?"
So she was part of the assistant team. Lin Ran glanced between the conference room and Zhang Xinyan.
"Started yesterday and already late today?"
"What do you know? I was delivering docunts for Assistant Liu! Why am I even explaining myself to you? CEO Luo is my idol—insulting her is like insulting !"
Lin Ran smirked and ignored her.
Infuriated by his indifference, Zhang Xinyan raised her voice.
"Everyone, co quick! There’s a creep here fantasizing over our CEO’s photo!"
Lin Ran was dumbfounded. Did she even hear herself?
Zhang Xinyan jabbed a finger at him. "You’re done for! CEO Luo has a zero-tolerance policy for n. Handso or not, you’re finished. Don’t you dare run!"
Her shouting reached the early eting inside. Liu ng reacted instantly, darting out faster than anyone had ever seen—no orders from Luo Yao needed.
Spotting Liu ng, Zhang Xinyan lit up like she’d found salvation.
"Liu-jie! This pervert was eyeing CEO Luo’s photo!"
Lin Ran: As if I’d need to fantasize.
Liu ng grabbed Zhang Xinyan by the collar and shot Lin Ran an apologetic look.
"My apologies, Young Master Lin. She’s new—I haven’t briefed her on the rules yet."
With a warning glare, she dragged Zhang Xinyan toward the conference room.
Lin Ran nodded, unbothered.
Dazed, Zhang Xinyan was hauled to the doorway.
"Zhang Xinyan, use your brain! That man is untouchable—he’s CEO Luo’s husband!"
Zhang Xinyan’s jaw dropped.
As Luo Yao’s self-proclaid biggest fan, how had she missed this?
The mont they entered, Luo Yao’s icy stare made Zhang Xinyan’s heart leap into her throat.
"Zhang Xinyan, your monthly bonus is revoked," Liu ng declared before Luo Yao could speak.
It was a protective move—Zhang Xinyan was her recruit, her junior from college, and a devoted fan of Luo Yao.
Luo Yao gave Liu ng a sidelong glance but didn’t object.
This was the first ti Liu ng had ever intervened for soone.
"Next ti, imdiate termination," Luo Yao said coldly.
Trembling, Zhang Xinyan kept her eyes down until Liu ng nudged her.
"Th-thank you, CEO Luo."
After a pause, Luo Yao added, "Have Lin Ran’s photos displayed company-wide. Update the employee handbook—Section One will clarify his identity. I won’t tolerate another blind fool causing trouble."
Liu ng: "Understood, CEO Luo. I’ll arrange it imdiately."
The room buzzed with shock. Zhang Xinyan’s eyes nearly popped out.
CEO Luo spoils Young Master Lin to an insane degree!
Writing his details into the company handbook?
What kind of fairy-tale love is this? Anyone who doubts their relationship is delusional—it’s realer than real!
After the eting, everyone scattered to their tasks.
Luo Yao seized a few spare minutes to steal so alone ti with Lin Ran before the executive session.
In those brief monts, Wang Bao reported unsettling news: the bodyguard had vanished without a trace.
Earlier, Wang Bao had confined the man to a guarded room on the 20th floor—no windows for escape.
Yet when he returned for interrogation, the room was empty.
Luo Yao dismissed the incident without another word.
Soon, the executive eting began, with Luo Yao and Lin Ran taking their seats.
As the undisputed leader of Luo Corporation, Luo Yao ruled like an emperor—Liu ng as her chancellor, the executives as her court officials, and the rest as lower-tier administrators.
These weekly etings were her "imperial court," where issues were addressed, decisions made, and orders disseminated.
Corrupt officials could destabilize the entire system, but under Luo Yao’s watch, no one dared misbehave.
Her thods for dealing with corporate parasites were ruthless—and feared.
As for lower-level employees? Not her concern.
She held the executives accountable, and they, in turn, enforced discipline below.
At 9:00 sharp, the executive session comnced.
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