After Escaping My Paranoid Wife's Control - Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Song Yu had rented a room of over 70 square meters on the 16th floor of this office building to serve as the office for the Yuning Cosmetics Agency Company.

At this moment, the elevator reached the 16th floor.

Ying Man said, “We’re here.”

As an employee, Ji Mingsui took a step back, letting the two leaders, Song Yu and Ying Man, exit the elevator first.

After stepping off the elevator, Song Yu and Ying Man walked toward the company.

Ying Man was wearing flat shoes, so she walked relatively fast.

Because of the high heels on her feet, Song Yu fell behind after only a few steps, dropping back to walk side-by-side with Ji Mingsui, who had exited the elevator later.

Song Yu turned her head to look at Ji Mingsui.

Ji Mingsui, however, was not looking at her. Instead, she was walking while looking down at her phone, seemingly selecting items like books on a shopping app.

Just as she thought, Ji Mingsui, who had been completely full of her and had eyes only for her after falling in love with her in their past life, would not even bother to look at her one extra time in this life before falling in love with her.

Ji Mingsui’s behavior allowed Song Yu to relax completely.

Very soon, she would dismiss Ji Mingsui.

Once Ji Mingsui left the company, she would completely break free from Ji Mingsui’s control.

Although Ji Mingsui, this commercial genius, would eventually become an all-powerful capitalist tycoon after striving for a few years.

But she herself was just an ordinary little boss.

Even if they lived in the same city, a big figure like Ji Mingsui, who earned hundreds of billions or trillions from a single business deal, would not have any intersection with a small fry like her, who could only earn tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands from a single project.

Ji Mingsui caught a glimpse of Song Yu observing her out of the corner of her eye, so she raised her eyes and asked, “Is there something the matter?”

“President Song.”

Song Yu hurriedly shook her head, “No.”

Ji Mingsui responded with an acknowledgement, “Oh.”

Then she lowered her head and added the newly selected books, such as Basics of Theoretical Drama Performance and Methods of Performance Training, into her shopping cart.

Song Yu’s footsteps paused.

Having been accustomed to being pestered by Ji Mingsui in their past life, she was stunned by Ji Mingsui’s perfunctory “Oh” in this life.

One had to know that back when Ji Mingsui loved her, an extremely impatient “Mm” from her could be exchanged for an 800-word love letter essay from Ji Mingsui.

Yet the Ji Mingsui who did not love her would only reply with an “Oh” to brush her off.

While Song Yu was lost in thought, Ji Mingsui pushed open the glass door and walked into the company.

Looking at Ji Mingsui’s distant back, Song Yu raised her hand to scratch the tip of her nose and lifted her foot to follow her inside.

The office was not large and was partitioned into four areas.

The comprehensive work area, the finance room, the meeting room, and a small pantry for employees to eat and rest.

Although Song Yu was the general manager, the conditions of the start-up company were poor, so she did not have a private office. Instead, she worked with everyone else in the public area.

There were six workstations in total in the public area.

She, Ji Mingsui, Ying Man, and that newly arrived intern each had one.

The remaining two were left vacant and used for stacking documents.

As for the positions, she and Ying Man sat on one side.

Ji Mingsui and that intern sat opposite to her and Ying Man.

She was directly facing Ji Mingsui, and Ying Man was directly facing the intern.

However, the desks had partitions, so even though Ji Mingsui sat opposite to her, she and Ji Mingsui could not see each other’s faces.

Song Yu placed her bag on her workstation, picked up the tablet computer on the desk, and called out to everyone, “Let’s have a meeting.”

The finance staff did not need to attend the morning meeting.

The other three people responded…”Okay.”

“Alright, President Song.”

“Coming right now.”

The meeting room was also very small, with only one table and six chairs. Naturally, there was no need to divide it into a primary seat and secondary seats; everyone sat wherever they pleased.

Song Yu sat in the innermost position.

Ji Mingsui sat directly opposite to Song Yu.

Ying Man sat next to Song Yu.

The intern named Shen Lanxi sat next to Ji Mingsui, in the position close to the door.

Regarding meetings, Song Yu was not particularly excited.

Although Ji Mingsui did not allow her to work in their past life, because she held decision-making power and appointment-and-dismissal power as the chairperson of the Yusui Group, she often went to the group headquarters for meetings.

At the very beginning, Song Yu still cherished her decision-making power and appointment-and-dismissal power.

Moreover, with Ji Mingsui backing her up, even if her decisions were wrong or her appointments and dismissals were wrong, it did not matter.

Therefore, before every board meeting, she would seriously study the meeting materials and then actively participate in decisions, appointments, and dismissals during the board meeting.

Unfortunately, the Yusui Group developed far too quickly.

In the early stages of the group’s establishment, when the main businesses were brand agency, live-stream e-commerce, catering and food, clothing, shoes and bags, and even real estate, she could still dabble in it slightly.

By the peak period of the group, after Ji Mingsui shifted the main businesses to life sciences, smart AI, new energy, and aerospace, she completely failed to understand the inside track of these businesses.

Later on, every time a board meeting was held, under the circumstance of being completely unable to figure out what everyone was arguing about, in order not to make a fool of herself in front of everyone, she did not dare to express her opinion randomly anymore. When voting, she would raise her hand whenever Ji Mingsui raised her hand, not raise her hand if Ji Mingsui did not raise her hand, and abstain if Ji Mingsui abstained.

This led the upper and lower levels of the Yusui Group, as well as the entire wealthy circle, to misunderstand that she and Ji Mingsui were of one mind as a married couple, advancing and retreating together.

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