Lin Fei was definitely one of those who were experts at lingering in bed, but today, he was fated to not be able to do so, as Mu Shanshan had gotten out of bed first and had Auntie Lan call him once.
Seeing Lin Fei dragging his feet and not wanting to get up, the woman exercised her authority as the lady of the house and personally called Lin Fei to get up.
"I do need to remind you," she said coldly, "that we live a considerable distance from the company. Moreover, there are no buses or taxis nearby. If you don't want to walk to work, you have ten minutes left to eat."
After Lin Fei descended the stairs with a dissatisfied face, Mu Shanshan, sitting at the dining table enjoying her breakfast, said coldly.
Mu Shanshan was a person with a strong sense of time, something Lin Fei knew very well. Lin Fei himself used to have a strong sense of time too, since the work he did was often life-threatening. A miss by a mere 0.01 seconds could mean the loss of life.
Unfortunately, since Lin Fei came back to Zhonghai and moved away from killing, he naturally did whatever was most comfortable.
Yawning, Lin Fei said nonchalantly, "Come on, President Mu, you're the one who calls the shots at the entire company. Why so tense? After all, I am your husband; if I'm an hour or two late, nobody would dare to say a word. How about I go back to bed for a bit more sleep?"
Looking at Lin Fei's sloppy and lethargic appearance, Mu Shanshan really wanted to throw her spoon at his head to get him to wake up properly. He hadn't officially started work yet and was already thinking of arriving late, talking as if it made perfect sense. Who knows what trouble he might cause once he entered the company.
Fortunately, Mu Shanshan didn't expect Lin Fei, her nominal husband, to support her in the company. She took a deep breath and said gravely, "The company has its own regulations. If every employee acted like you, how could I manage the company? Although I am the President, there is still a board of directors above me, and I don't get the final say in everything within the company."
"Oh, so does that mean I can't sleep in anymore?" Lin Fei grumbled, but he wasn't clueless; he didn't go to college, but he had seen enough of the world to understand. He was somewhat aware of modern corporate structures.
Mu Shanshan might be the President, but as she herself mentioned, there was still a board of directors and a shareholders' meeting above her. If she didn't perform well, the board might consider appointing a new president. Although Mu Hong was the chairman, he didn't hold enough shares in Mu Group to have absolute control.
"If you want to sleep, sleep; I won't wait for you," Mu Shanshan said, done with the discussion on this topic. She was completely resigned when it came to Lin Fei. If it hadn't been for Mu Hong's insistence, she would have never brought this lethargic guy into the company.
Ten minutes later, Mu Shanshan picked up the car keys and her custom LV bag and walked out, with no intention of waiting for Lin Fei.
Seeing that she wasn't joking, Lin Fei, not wanting to walk to work, hurriedly shoved a few bites of food into his mouth and quickly followed Mu Shanshan out the door.
"Enemies are bound to meet, I just don't know when Miss and the young master will become a real couple. I just hope the old master's intentions won't be in vain," muttered Auntie Lan as she cleaned up the table after Lin Fei and Mu Shanshan had left.
...
Outside the villa, as Mu Shanshan opened the garage, Lin Fei couldn't help but exclaim, "Wife, are you preparing for a car show or something?"
Mu Shanshan's garage could almost rival a small parking lot, filled with a variety of luxury cars. A Ferrari sports car, limited edition Lamborghini, the latest model Jaguar, Maserati Quattroporte, and a top-of-the-line Porsche... The total value of the cars parked in Mu Shanshan's garage was conservatively estimated to be upwards of fifty million.
Lin Fei sneakily glanced at Mu Shanshan's immaculate and flawless face and thought, "Not only is this woman stunning, but she's also rolling in wealth."
Lin Fei adopted a pleasing demeanor and said to Mu Shanshan, "I finally understand why so many men like to be kept men. Honey, why not just take care of me? I'm not demanding. Just give me that Range Rover; after all, it's not suited for women to drive."
Mu Shanshan's cold eyes shot Lin Fei a glance, "I don't like to support trash."
Lin Fei: "..."
Eventually, Mu Shanshan picked out a BMW 7 Series, which, although it was the most modest in her garage, was still beyond the means of ordinary people.
The BMW 7 Series left the Purple Garden Pavilion villa, heading for Mu Group.
Without any hint of embarrassment, Lin Fei voiced his wishes, "Wife, I'm not demanding. Just give me a vice president position, that'll be fine. As for salary, we're family, so a mere one or two million a year would do."
"You're dreaming. The company doesn't have a vice president position," Mu Shanshan didn't even glance at Lin Fei, already getting used to his shamelessness.
Because of Mu Shanshan's strong-willed nature and outstanding business acumen, Mu Group indeed didn't have a vice president. The board had nominated candidates for vice president many times, but Mu Hong had always vetoed them.
Lin Fei persisted, unwilling to accept this, "I haven't been involved with the company before; why not make an exception for me? After all, I am your husband. If that's not possible, then any department head position will do. I'm not fussy."
"You know your own worth. I don't want a rotten piece of meat to spoil the whole pot," Mu Shanshan said coldly, without a sideward glance, "And remember, once we're at the company, we have a superior and subordinate relationship. Our marital status must absolutely not be known by anyone else in the company. I don't want you swaggering around the company, throwing my name around."
"Then you've got to tell me what my job is in the company," Lin Fei said, knowing it was all bluster. With Mu Shanshan's nature, it was impossible to place Lin Fei directly into a high-level position. At best, it would be some inconsequential sinecure.
Eyeing Mu Shanshan's curvaceous body top to bottom, Lin Fei said with a smile, "You can't possibly want me to be your secretary. Busy with the secretary when there's work; busy with work when there's not. I was wondering why you've always refused to consummate our marriage. So this is your thing, huh?"
"I'm not as shameless as you," Mu Shanshan clenched her teeth in anger, her lovely face momentarily turning frosty as she said, enunciating each word, "If you spout nonsense again, get out immediately!"
This time she was truly angry. Lin Fei had no money on him for a cab and, to avoid walking to work, he wisely chose to shut up.
A few minutes later, seeing that Lin Fei had calmed down, Mu Shanshan spoke coldly, "I've already arranged it for you. Your position in the company will be the General Affairs Assistant in the General Affairs Department. Someone there will introduce you to the specifics of your job."
"General Affairs Assistant?!"
Lin Fei was surprised; he had thought that Mu Shanshan would make him a security guard. Having been in Zhonghai for over half a year, he had heard about his wife's Mu Group.
After Mu Shanshan took over Mu Group, the company shifted its business focus towards clothing and cosmetics, and most of the company's employees were women. The department with the most male employees was the security department.
Lin turned his head and silently gazed at Mu Shanshan's delicate beauty, thinking to himself that his affordable wife was not completely without "spousal affection."
The title of General Affairs Assistant sounded quite impressive.