Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 529 - 5: Cute Girl

As a person who prioritizes logic, Tang Xian believed his analysis was correct.

Love stems from palpitations and impulses.

He was someone who felt no palpitations toward anyone, and he rarely acted on impulse.

As for sex, how could this lowly pleasure compare to eating? Is Li Xiaoyu delicious? Obviously not as good as a hellhound, and also not edible.

After a thoroughly logical analysis, Tang Xian still didn't know why he had suddenly thought of Li Xiaoyu.

Perhaps he was missing his parents, and his usually efficient mind thought that since he started to miss someone, he might as well miss a few more, probably like that.

It couldn't possibly be love, could it?

Tang Xian fell asleep, and he had a very stable sleep.

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Baichuan City.

Considering the special return route to Baichuan City, the path to the Pyramid must go through the mining area as a transfer station.

Therefore, there was a significant demand for portable transportation fissures.

Although, at present, only a few, such as Qing JiuYu, Tang Xiaojiu, and Akasi, were going in and out of the mining area.

Their work not only included the previously allocated tasks but also involved a large number of purchases and coordinate settings for portable transportation fissures.

The producer of these portable transportation fissures was the Sanctuary Fortress. For Baichuan City, the Sanctuary Fortress was like a renewable resource warehouse.

Ever since the fissure route between Baichuan City and the Sanctuary Fortress was established, many supplies had been transported through the Sanctuary Fortress.

All these affairs were managed by Li Xiaoyu.

A week ago, Li Xiaoyu met with Akasi, Yuanwu, Tang Suoye, and Tang Feiji.

The trio was exhausted, bearing injuries, and Dongran, Qiaoshanshan, and Lin Sen were busily tending to them, also learning about the affairs inside the Fortress.

Song Que was captured and taken to the Evolving Area, and even for Akasi himself, there were too many mysteries about what happened in that area.

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Naturally, Li Xiaoyu's concerns were still for Song Que and Tang Xian.

Upon learning that Tang and Song had not returned together, she actually felt a bit relieved.

After all, having sent Tang Feiji, the number one enforcer, back, it showed that Tang Xian wouldn't take any dangerous actions in the short term.

She was somewhat annoyed that Akasi, despite being so highly regarded, didn't know about Tang Xian's subsequent plans.

Akasi hadn't revealed the secrets of Tang Xian's background either, probably because Tang Xian himself wanted to be the one to tell.

Several more days passed, and it was nighttime.

Li Xiaoyu was supposed to be sleeping, but ever since Baichuan City had electricity, many previously inefficient tasks had become highly efficient under the guidance of the technicians from the Sanctuary Fortress.

But don't assume that Li Xiaoyu could relax because of this.

The city, awaiting rejuvenation, had too many tasks to be done, and she was an outright workaholic.

Years ago, she had saved some of the Li family's smaller businesses, not only because she had no prejudice against the non-talented, but also due to her hands-on approach.

Increased efficiency was not for laziness, but to take on more work.

Thinking about someone's surprise when they returned to Baichuan City, of course, it was meant to be a pleasant surprise, not a scare.

With such thoughts, it was indeed more invigorating than the strong coffee from Fresh Sense Café.

She forcibly worked until late into the night, and then the transmission fissure sensing device built by Lin Sen in the office received a message.

Li Xiaoyu's hand holding the pen inadvertently slashed through the dossier.

In a hurry, she scurried out.

And then she saw Song Que.

Song Que was also surprised.

It was already midnight, and the Second Miss was working tirelessly—did she really take the 996 work schedule as a blessing?

And what was the meaning of the look of disappointment on her face?

Wasn't the experimental subject trio, a high-combat small squad, specially arranged to rescue him?

Li Xiaoyu had nothing much to say, and after a brief conversation with Song Que, just to get an update and finding out that Tang Xian had other arrangements but failing to get any details, she dismissed Song Que with a look of disdain and sent him to rest.

She returned to her workplace somewhat disheartened.

Looking at the various proposals on the desk, she had no desire to continue reading and reviewing them.

It felt like she had arranged a time with someone to wait for her return.

But after a long wait, she was suddenly told that the person she was waiting for still refused to come back.

Though there had never been such an agreement.

The pen drew meaningless trails on the paper, and after a while, Li Xiaoyu realized she had written a scrawled Tang character.

Frowning at this Tang character for a long time, she suddenly laughed again.

She continued working, but her mind could not stay focused on the task at hand.

Forcing work under inefficient circumstances was less productive than resting.

Li Xiaoyu was straightforward; after organizing the files she still needed to review the next day, she decided to go to sleep.

She didn't return to the commercial district but set up a convenient bed in the inner room of the office.

When a person is extremely fervent in their field of work, they must be correspondingly lazy in another area to make time for work.

To manage the many affairs of Baichuan City more efficiently, Li Xiaoyu usually just performed a simple wash-up and slept in her clothes in the small room in the office.

All of this even Dongran, Qiaoshanshan didn't know, because with such an example, several women were actually very busy, just never busy until so late.

Naturally, they did not know that the one who was supposed to be the most delicate, the Second Miss, was the one who worked the hardest.

She didn't do it for show, but felt that since Tang Xian had entrusted her, she should work harder.

Although often, when she looked at Tang Xian's "I am so weak" expression, she knew he was slacking off, merely not wanting to deal with some trivial matters himself.