Why is This Troublemaker So Damn Rich?

At that moment, Yang Hui continued, "Besides, the light is so dim you can’t see anything. What are you afraid of?"

’Dim light?’ Xia Jie looked at him. She could even see the water droplets that hadn’t been wiped dry on his body. ’You call this dim?’

Fortunately, the technicians arrived just then—two beautiful women. Or rather, they looked beautiful in the dim lighting with heavy makeup. But next to Xia Jie, they paled in comparison.

The technicians set down the footbaths, had them test the water temperature, and began washing their feet and giving them foot massages. Xia Jie was fine with this part.

"Ma’am, please take off your outer robe. We’re going to start the essential oil massage."

Yang Hui had already warned her about this, so even though she was nervous, she didn’t cry out like before. She glanced over at Yang Hui and saw that his back was turned to her.

So, urged on by the technician’s expectant gaze, she mustered her courage and removed her robe.

"Ma’am, you have a wonderful figure, and your skin is so fair."

The technician’s compliment made Xia Jie blush furiously. She instinctively looked over at Yang Hui, only to find him staring intently in her direction. In the next moment, she suddenly realized that her disposable undergarments consisted only of a pair of panties.

She quickly turned onto her stomach. Her panties were so minuscule they were practically swallowed by her curves, which were accentuated by the prone position. The line of her spine stretched all the way to her neck and shoulders, gleaming like honey under the warm yellow light.

She figured what she couldn’t see couldn’t hurt her, but she had no idea that a fire had just been lit inside Yang Hui.

His technician also urged him to take off his robe for the essential oil massage. Being quite brazen, he stripped off his robe in a few quick movements, leaving him in just the disposable underwear. The technician’s eyes immediately lit up. You could tell at a glance he was the real deal.

Yang Hui lay down, letting the technician slather him with essential oil. He kept watching Xia Jie out of the corner of his eye. The sight was breathtaking.

The pale gold oil slid from the technician’s palm, pooling in the small of her back and shimmering with every breath she took.

A towel was draped over her chest, and she let out a sigh of relief. She closed her eyes. ’He’s already seen everything he’s going to see anyway,’ she thought. ’Just have to endure it.’

After a moment, she cracked her eyes open and peeked over at Yang Hui. The technician was applying oil and massaging his groin area. She stared for a curious second before shutting her eyes in alarm. Compared to what she’d seen through the glass earlier, this was far more potent.

When the technician was about to apply oil to her upper body, she insisted they not remove the towel. But that made it difficult for the technician to work. As a compromise, she would lie on her stomach, and the technician would reach around from behind to apply the oil to her front.

But the moment she lay prone, Yang Hui glanced over. It was a sight to behold—a veritable Yulong Snow Mountain, gleaming white. Her rear was large and perky, earning an envious click of the tongue and a sigh of admiration from the technician.

She even said to Yang Hui, "Handsome, you’re a lucky man. Your girlfriend’s body is smoking hot. You’ve got a lot to look forward to."

Before he could say anything, his own technician chimed in, "The lady’s lucky too! Your boyfriend has an incredible body."

Yang Hui’s eyes flew open. For the rest of the massage, his technician would "accidentally" graze him from time to time; it was hard to tell if she was doing it on purpose. Xia Jie glanced over a few times during all this, but each time she looked like a startled rabbit and would immediately chicken out.

By the time the two technicians left, both of them were covered in sweat—Xia Jie from nerves, and Yang Hui from being thoroughly teased.

Xia Jie had been gradually getting used to the situation when the room was full, but now that the technicians had left, the atmosphere immediately turned intimate again.

Xia Jie lay where she was, not daring to move. She was afraid she’d expose herself if she turned over. The technician had draped a bath towel over her before leaving, which gave her at least a small sense of security.

"Xia Jie, how about I give you a massage?"

He said it jokingly, his charming eyes narrowing into a roguish smile. The suggestion startled Xia Jie, who turned her head to look at him. "No, no, Manager Yang! I’m fine just lying here for a bit."

Clearly, she was still too reserved. He knew that with her personality, he had to be the one to take the initiative, or things would never move forward.

He got off his own massage table. Xia Jie jumped. "Ah! Manager Yang, what are you doing?"

"Just coming over to your side so we can chat."

’Come to my side? I’m not even wearing clothes, just a bath towel!’

Xia Jie’s heart was pounding. She whispered, "We can chat just fine with you over there."

"Should’ve said so earlier. I’m already here." He lay down beside Xia Jie, propping himself up on the pillows.

’I *did* say so, but my words are no match for how fast you move! Aren’t you just being shameless?’

Xia Jie didn’t say another word. He was already here, and it didn’t look like he was going back. She played ostrich, lying perfectly still and just wondering when she could finally get out of here.

"By the way, what are your plans after you take over NLB?"

Huh?

’Isn’t this change of topic a little too abrupt?’ Xia Jie hadn’t even had time to process it. But talking about work was clearly a good way to distract them.

"Manager Zhang assigned me some tasks. First, recruitment. I have to hire people with the same qualifications as the NLB staff on the first floor of Xinyue Square. I also have to focus on store operations and require the staff to encourage customers to try on multiple items to increase the add-on sales rate."

’Hire based on the caliber of staff at the Xinyue Square first-floor NLB?’ Yang Hui thought. ’How is she supposed to do that? It’s not that they didn’t want to hire people like that before; it’s that people like that didn’t want to work for them.’

"Has the company offered any new policies for NLB recruitment?"

In a retail company like Futong Commerce, store clerk recruitment was generally handled by the individual stores and their supervisors. Candidates would typically apply after seeing hiring signs at the store itself. Corporate HR was only responsible for hiring internal staff.

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