The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend-Chapter 323 - 259

"Hmm?" After Bai Tingxun finished speaking, Rong Zhi lazily replied, "No worries, if you can’t handle it, come to me."

Bai Tingxun: "Huh?"

How can we reach you from miles away?

"Is there anything else?"

Bai Tingxun shook his head repeatedly, then realized Rong Zhi wasn’t there, scratching his face awkwardly, "No, no more, it’s night over there, right boss? Then goodnight?"

"Mm, goodnight."

Hung up the phone.

Rong Jin lifted his head knowingly and asked, "What did she say?"

Bai Tingxun pointed at the phone with a complex expression, "The boss didn’t say anything, just told us to find her if we can’t handle it, that’s all."

Rong Jin: "..."

Oh come on, the RH Group is a big company now. If the vice president can’t handle such trivial matters, how did they stand out in Hua Country?

Rong Jin was all worked up by Rong Zhi, "Have the PR department investigate immediately, when they find who it is, I’ll invite them for tea myself."

The entire RH Group’s PR department started working overtime at Rong Jin’s command.

"Knock knock—"

A knock on the door.

Bai Tingxun went to open the door. Outside the office, the PR manager walked in, holding a laptop, looking shocked and surprised.

Rong Jin frowned, "You found it?"

"No, not that, Vice President Rong, look at Weibo quickly." The PR manager placed the laptop on the desk.

Rong Jin squinted his eyes to see clearly.

Amidst the battlefield originally full of anonymous attackers, some extraordinary posts suddenly appeared.

[Perfumer Association V: After many years, the association finally welcomes the tenth member to jump levels through examinations. Congratulations~@ZG]

Under the blog post was a picture, showing a girl sitting upright, her back like a ruler, wearing a pure white uniform trimmed with gold, with a collar highlighting her elegant necklines.

The fitted clothes accentuated her perfect figure.

Just an association uniform, yet it brought her an aura of cold abstinence.

The netizens clicked on the picture to look carefully, the face was the same, the figure was different.

The once boyish figure finally showing some feminine traits, yet still maintaining an imposing aura.

Others noticed something else.

—"Perfumer Association? The one I know, with that incredibly tough assessment that only allows one out of thousands in?"

Finally, the truth proved it was indeed.

The bright certification hanging there, impossible to fake.

Not only that, Huajing Group and Hua Country’s Math Olympic Organization also posted Weibo at the same time.

[Huajing Group V: Trust the people you employ, don’t employ the people you distrust.]

[Math Olympiad Organization V: Openness, justice, and fairness have always been the competition standards.] 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The two sentences seemed suggestive and sarcastic.

But indirectly they affirmed, the person being criticized relied solely on their strength. If Rong Zhi was so bad, how could these national-level companies and talent-selective events have truly accepted her?

It’s entirely making trouble out of nothing.

Rong Jin’s hand trembled while scrolling through Weibo.

With Huajing Group’s seal of approval, who would dare question Rong Zhi, who would dare speak ill of her?! She is endorsed even by the nation!

It represents state approval!

Unless you dare to confront the state, otherwise pack up and leave.

Those who doubted the collaboration between RH Group and Ying Family, now with the Perfumer Association’s certification, public opinion flipped.

"The person I stan is the best!! Just throwing them an advanced member status as a comeback, who dares say Third Young Master doesn’t know perfumes?!"

"Haters are just jealous, can’t see others do well, always dragging people down, disgusting."

"So, when will the collaboration perfume be released? My wallet is ready!!"

With domestic buzz, Rong Zhi’s Weibo pre-order link clicks exceeded a million, with more than fifty thousand pre-orders.

The perfume wasn’t even on the shelves, yet anticipation was unprecedented, both domestically and abroad.

-

Ying Family.

Ying Fan looked at those comments, his face suddenly turning gloomy, with a hint of anger in his eyes, "She really has some skills."

The assistant stayed quiet, not daring to speak.

Yet a man next to him in a purple silk shirt lazily leaned back, spinning a wine glass with his long fingers, the red liquid swaying, reflecting his somewhat wicked brows and eyes.

"What’s the rush."

His voice was particularly slow, always carrying a few sharp words.

"All these years wasted? Can’t stay calm."

Ying Fan was choked, pursed his lips, "I just think Rong Zhi is too lucky."

Every time they tried to push Rong Zhi into the abyss, she always managed to turn the tables and climb out.

Bai Yu snorted ironically, implying, "What’s the use of luck?"

Ying Fan stared at the mocking smile at the corner of the man’s lips, twirling his fingers, chuckled lightly, "Of course, it’s useless."

In this world, the weak are eaten by the strong, luck is trivial in the face of absolute power and influence.

-

Since Rong Zhi was going back to the country next week, she took a long leave from the Perfumer Association, skipping unnecessary meetings or check-ins, transferring the Ying Family collaboration to Rong Jin, allowing her to focus only on developing a new perfume.

Lately, Bai Su would carry her from the aroma room back to the bedroom when it got late.

Bai Su had a refreshing scent of just showered, like lemon mint, with a hint of agarwood, the kind of aromatherapy that Rong Zhi occasionally burned in the room.

Rong Zhi found a comfortable position in his arms and continued to work.

Work is more important than anything.

"Baby."

Warm breath brushed over her earlobe, Rong Zhi nodded.

Bai Su seemed unsatisfied with her response, his thin lips lightly biting her earlobe, successfully earning a kick from her, then gently chuckling as he encircled her slender waist.

"Kick somewhere else? The calf’s going to be swollen from baby’s kicks."

His deep lazy voice seemingly tickled the heart like a feather.

Rong Zhi lowered her eyes, speaking emotionlessly, "Serves you right."

Bai Su sighed, feeling wronged, didn’t argue but let his lips slowly trail from her delicate neck downward, stopping at the most fiercely pulsating spot.

Rong Zhi’s grip on the document tightened, the thin sheets crumpled under her grasp.

"...I still have work."

Her trailing voice barely perceptible.

Bai Su’s well-defined hand caressed the young woman’s neck, moving away from her neck side, his eyes filled with profound meaning as he glanced at that red mark.

With fingers guiding her chin to turn, Rong Zhi blinked.

The handsome face came closer, forcing her chin up, and then two warm soft lips pressed down.

Rong Zhi: "..."

Alright, a kiss is a kiss, might as well get used to it.

His long eyelashes fluttered before her eyes, entwining with her identical scent, breaths hot and burning.

Their lips felt subtly cool, soft, kissing lightly, and intensely, bringing forth waves of tingling.

Despite Rong Zhi’s calmness, Bai Su was annoyed.

He bit her lower lip hard, "Baby, close your eyes."