The Innocent 'Green Tea' Alpha at Home is Actually My Boss - Chapter 6

One hour ago

Wan Tianhai stared intently at the words “From today on, you are the Acting CEO” on his phone screen. After repeatedly confirming that his eyes weren’t playing tricks on him, he called his boss, Lu Lin, with every intention of being intrusive.

The moment the call connected, he immediately asked, “Boss, what do you mean by… I am the Acting CEO?”

“Exactly what it sounds like,” Lu Lin’s voice was steady, sounding not the least bit like he was joking. His gaze fell upon Sang Weilian’s departing figure outside the car window as he continued, “It’s inconvenient for me to hold office at the company for the time being.”

“But, but my abilities aren’t up to the task. Moreover, Chairman Lu specifically instructed that he needs to be present when the shareholders’ meeting is convened,” Wan Tianhai tried to salvage the situation. “Have you run into some kind of trouble?”

“Personal reasons,” Lu Lin didn’t intend to say much. “You just need to hold the title. Aside from normal secretarial work, you will represent me in all matters, large or small, that require a physical presence. I will consider attending myself if the situation is critical. As for the work I should be handling, send it to my email or deliver the documents to my home; I will process them in batches. Report any issues to me immediately.”

“Song He will also assist you.”

“But—” Wan Tianhai tried to argue further.

Lu Lin cut him off directly: “A monthly salary of 150,000, plus an additional bonus of 30,000.”

“Understood! I’ll get right on it!”

Wan Tianhai, having succumbed to the power of money, kept a stiff face as he silently looked over the people in front of him.

Wang Gu, proving himself to be a shrewd veteran, quickly accepted the premise that the “Acting CEO” simply looked like a mob boss. He said respectfully, “Hello, Acting CEO Wan. I am the manager Wang Gu. This is the actor I represent, Sang Weilian, and this… is the new actor I’d like to recommend to the company, Lu Lin.”

Wan Tianhai: …?

Is this some kind of alternative “undercover boss” situation?

He remembered Sang Weilian and Wang Gu. Especially Sang Weilian not just for his striking looks and his status as a national-level celebrity, but because the scent of his mountain spring pheromones captured during their brief encounter had left a deep enough impression.

Suddenly, he recalled the first day he came to the company, when Lu Lin had looked toward something in the distance in the underground parking lot, his eyes overflowing with gentleness and a smile.

He was shocked so that hadn’t been an illusion!

Now Lu Lin had chosen to hide his identity to accompany Sang Weilian here, even creating a persona as a rookie actor for himself.

Wan Tianhai suddenly saw the light. Wasn’t this exactly like the plot of those novels where a domineering CEO hides his identity and is willing to start from zero just to stay by his beloved’s side?

To be honest, facing the habitually elite Lu Lin, Wan Tianhai found it a bit hard to accept. But considering they were fated AO partners, he could understand.

In that case—

“I heard Assistant Song say that Manager Wang, you have something very important to discuss with the CEO,” Wan Tianhai decided it was best to clarify things first.

“Yes,” Wang Gu said solemnly. “It’s regarding the negative PR Sang Weilian is currently facing. Because company contracts specify that all artist public relations must be approved by the company and no unauthorized clarifications are allowed, I am applying for the company’s approval.”

Wan Tianhai asked, “Company PR usually takes action within three hours. The various negative rumors regarding Mr. Sang have been going on for over a week, right? Why didn’t Manager Wu approve it before?”

Even Wan Tianhai, who had no interest in the entertainment industry, knew about the rumors surrounding Sang Weilian; after all, they had dominated the headlines of every major social media platform for over a week.

“Because…” Wang Gu turned his head to look at Sang Weilian.

Sang Weilian spoke up proactively: “Because he tried to pressure me into a ‘casting couch’ arrangement, and I refused him.”

His tone revealed obvious disgust and revulsion.

Lu Lin, who had been standing there with a polite, introverted, and smiling demeanor like a rookie, instantly darkened his gaze. His obsidian eyes were covered in a layer of icy, piercing frost.

He thought heartbreakingly: During the three years since Sang Weilian’s debut, just how much grievance has he endured?

Seeing Lu Lin’s expression, Wan Tianhai didn’t even need a signal to know there was no need for further questions. He immediately granted Wang Gu’s request and said, “I will notify the PR department and the legal team immediately to fully cooperate with you and clarify this as soon as possible.”

Wang Gu hadn’t expected the new boss (or bosses) to be so easy to talk to. He said joyfully, “Thank you, Acting CEO Wan! I’ll head to the PR department to handle this right away! Ah, right, the signing…”

He almost forgot about the little actor Sang Weilian was looking after.

“…Lu Lin, right? Assistant Song, take him to the Artist Department first,” Wan Tianhai hadn’t expected the day would come when he would address his boss by his full name so casually.

Song He understood immediately: “Mr. Lu, please follow me.”

Seeing this, Sang Weilian nodded politely to Wan Tianhai and walked out of the office with Wang Gu.

Once the office door closed, Wang Gu whispered, “I didn’t expect the signing to go so smoothly. Truly, beauty is justice.”

Sang Weilian didn’t respond. He looked at Song He, who was walking straight ahead without glancing left or right, and then at Lu Lin, who was looking back every three steps. He found it quite funny. A faint sense of pleasure rose in his heart as he curled his lips and waved his phone at Lu Lin.

Lu Lin’s eyes brightened instantly as he looked down at his phone.

Sang Weilian composed a message and sent it out.

S_: Wait for me in 3203 later. That’s my lounge.

Lu Lin: Okay! (^o^)/~

In the elevator, Lu Lin finished replying to Sang Weilian’s message with a face full of smiles, but by the time he looked up, he had reverted to his steady and cold demeanor.

The habitually silent Song He finally spoke: “CEO, for your contract, do I need to have the head of the Artist Department draft a separate version?”

“No need, just sign a normal contract. However, there’s no need to assign me a manager,” Lu Lin instructed.

“Understood.” Adhering to his principle of never saying more than necessary, Song He led Lu Lin into the Artist Department.

The large office area of the Artist Department went silent instantly. Everyone’s eyes were focused on Lu Lin.

Those long legs encased in black trousers, the arm muscles revealed by the white sleeveless sweater, the chiseled facial contours and high bridge of the nose, and those sharp hawk-like eyes all of it announced that he was a high-quality Alpha.

The door to the Artist Department Manager’s office closed, shutting out the restless voices of the employees.

“A newcomer? He’s way too handsome!”

“And he’s an Alpha!”

“I feel like he’s on par with Sang Weilian. That face is a literal benchmark for a ‘tough Alpha’!”

“Our company has its two main visual pillars now!”

“What do you think Teacher Sang would think if he saw such a handsome Alpha?”

“Hah, Teacher Sang is definitely still cold-hearted as ever~”

“What is everyone chatting about?” A strong fragrance wafted into the Artist Department. Everyone looked up to see Fang Wenbin, wearing denim overalls and a yellow sweatshirt, walking in with one hand on his hip.

The employee at the nearest desk answered politely, “Teacher Fang, Assistant Song brought a new Alpha artist here to sign. He’s exceptionally handsome.”

“Really?” Fang Wenbin raised an eyebrow and looked toward the manager’s office, only seeing a few silhouettes through the blinds.

He came today to find Song He. After the company changed to the new CEO, he, who used to be able to enter and leave the 57th floor freely, could now not even see the new CEO’s face without approval from Song He, the new CEO’s assistant.

If he wanted a steady stream of resources in the future, he had to swallow his pride and find a way to get on Song He’s good side.

Suddenly, the door that had just been closed opened again.

Fang Wenbin was about to greet Song He when his gaze was instinctively drawn to the tall, handsome Alpha behind him.

This Alpha was too handsome so handsome that after a brief moment of blankness, Fang Wenbin’s mind was flooded with intense jealousy and feelings of inferiority. The last person to make him feel this inferior was Sang Weilian.

At this thought, Fang Wenbin’s expression darkened. He took a deep breath and stepped forward: “Assistant Song, hello.”

After greeting Song He, he shifted his gaze to Lu Lin’s face and asked as if casually, “And this is…?”

Lu Lin acted as if he hadn’t heard anything and checked his phone. Sixteen minutes had passed since the signing process started. Sang Weilian had told him to wait in the lounge.

What was Sang Weilian’s lounge like?

It must have Sang Weilian’s scent.

He missed him. He missed him so much. Even though they had only been apart for sixteen minutes, sixteen minutes felt so long.

Emotions surged in Lu Lin’s heart. He didn’t want to waste another second and said to Song He, “I’m leaving first.”

Song He naturally wouldn’t stop him, subtly stepping aside to make a path for him.

Seeing Lu Lin leave without even looking back, the ignored Fang Wenbin turned red with anger until Song He prompted him: “Teacher Fang Wenbin, were you looking for me?”

“…Yes.” Fang Wenbin retracted his gaze and put on a gentle smile. “I want to see the CEO.”

Pushing open the door to 3203, a faint, elegant scent of soothing incense rushed over him.

Within this scent, Lu Lin keenly captured the lingering wild rose pheromones of Sang Weilian. The restless desire in his body to possess the Omega he had marked was slightly satisfied.

Only then did he sit on the sofa and call Wan Tianhai.

“Where did Wu Liao go now?” His voice was cold, like a sharp blade.

Wan Tianhai replied, “He was transferred to the electronic subsidiary in Guanghua City.”

“Investigate what exactly he did to Sang Weilian in the past. Also, notify him that starting today, he is suspended indefinitely,” Lu Lin ordered coldly.

“Understood,” Wan Tianhai agreed repeatedly.

“Also, have the PR department completely clarify the negative public opinion about Sang Weilian within three hours. Have the legal team draw up a list for lawsuits. Within three days, sue those who should be sued and demand compensation from those who should pay. Don’t let a single one off the hook.”

Hanging up the phone, Lu Lin let out a long breath, masking the coldness on his face and reverting to his harmless, obedient appearance. He rubbed his fingertips together, waiting for Sang Weilian to arrive with anxious yet patient expectation.

Because of Wu Liao’s actions, Sang Weilian didn’t trust the PR department much.

He didn’t expect that when he went with Wang Gu to take a look, these people were working with their nerves taut. Especially after the PR manager received a phone call and shouted sternly, “The CEO demands a complete clarification within three hours,” the group didn’t even dare to breathe loudly as they buried their heads in work.

Wang Gu said, “I’ll keep an eye on things here. You go back to the lounge and rest.”

Sang Weilian didn’t refuse and walked toward the lounge in a fairly good mood.

With a “click,” as the door was opened, Lu Lin, who had been sitting on the sofa, stood up instantly.

Sang Weilian noticed that the Alpha’s obsidian eyes were filled with an uncontainable anticipation, as if asking: I waited so obediently, can I have a reward?

In the air, the cold mountain spring pheromones seemed to catch a hint of warmth, actively following and enveloping Sang Weilian.

On a whim, he closed the door behind him, stepped out with his long legs, and reached Lu Lin in a few strides. He pressed his right hand against Lu Lin’s broad shoulder, pushing him back onto the sofa, and then kissed him.

It was a kiss full of flirtatious intent. Sang Weilian seemed to both kiss and lick, but his burning lips and tongue remained lingering around the edges of Lu Lin’s thin lips, not intruding further.

Sang Weilian’s cool hand slid up Lu Lin’s arm, gradually circling around his neck.

Then, he pulled back a tiny distance, wedged one knee between Lu Lin’s legs, and looked down at him from above.

Lu Lin’s arms tensed, his hands clenched tightly into fists as he desperately suppressed the urge to kiss back. Between breaths, his chest heaved, greedily yet restrainedly soaking in Sang Weilian’s wild rose pheromones.

Sang Weilian found him increasingly pleasing to the eye and interesting. Lu Lin’s sharp eyes were moist and the corners of his eyes were red, as if he was holding back to his limit.

“Brother…” Lu Lin called out in a low, husky voice. Before receiving permission, he couldn’t ask for too much.

The corners of Sang Weilian’s lips curled slightly as he asked, “Signed the contract?”

“Signed it. Thank you for helping me, brother,” Lu Lin answered hoarsely.

The sudden intrusion of warmth felt like a granted signal. Lu Lin almost instantly pulled Sang Weilian into his arms, holding him so that he sat on his lap, and exchanged a hot, wet kiss with him.

The tips of the silver hair became messy, and the gland hidden by the turtleneck sweater emitted an even more fragrant scent of wild rose.

Lu Lin’s heart throbbed. With one hand gripping Sang Weilian’s lean waist and the other hot palm pressed against his gland through the soft collar, it was as if he could suppress the skyrocketing possessiveness within him that way.

Suddenly, Lu Lin’s lower lip was bitten. It wasn’t painful, but it was a dense, searing heat. The person in his arms gripped his black hair, pulled back slightly, and separated their lingering lips.

Amidst the tangled breaths, Sang Weilian panted, a trace of lingering tenderness in his eyes as he looked down: “Alright, you can go back now.”

Lu Lin was slightly stunned, the lust in his eyes not yet faded. He looked at Sang Weilian with a bit of daze, as a suspicion that didn’t please him much surfaced in his mind.

Sang Weilian’s beautiful dark blue pupils had completely regained their clarity. He laughed airily and said, “I’ll call you again later when I need you.”

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