The Only One With a Mouth in the CEO Novel - Chapter 12: They Love Each Other So Much

Chapter 12: They Love Each Other So Much

Ye Jin didn’t actually understand Gu Chenxi very well.

After all, he never spoke.

Their daily work relied entirely on her reading his expressions to move forward.

Given the current situation, it would be truly inappropriate if she, as his assistant, didn’t stand up and speak on Gu Chenxi’s behalf.

So after some thought, Ye Jin stood up and said: President Gu’s work capabilities over the years and his numerous contributions to the group’s development are evident for all to see. If everyone only looked at blood relations instead of ability, I don’t believe President Gu would have reached his current position.

Ye Jin scanned the room and softly reminded: Please be mindful of your words and actions to avoid damaging relationships with overly harsh remarks.

Silence.

Ye Jin’s psychological tactic proved quite effective.

When they needed Gu Chenxi before, they had praised him to the skies. Now that the group’s finances were stable, they wanted to kick out the very person who contributed to their success.

Their behavior was simply too disgraceful.

The conference room fell completely silent, with only Gu Chenxi smugly curling the corner of his lips.

After working with him for so long, she had finally said something useful.

Ye Jin thought that since she was already standing, she might as well resolve the issue completely.

So she continued: This matter isn’t entirely Young Master Gu’s fault. However, given Young Master Gu’s limited work experience, placing him in a middle management position again might lead to further troubles. Therefore, I propose that Young Master Gu first gain experience at the grassroots level within the group to improve his personal skills before making further plans.

Ye Jin looked down and asked Gu Qingyang: Young Master Gu, what do you think?

What could Gu Qingyang possibly think?

He was already deeply moved that Ye Jin would stand up and speak on his behalf.

So he nodded vigorously: I agree with Special Assistant Ye.

Suddenly, Gu Chenxi’s raised lips sharply straightened into a tight line.

So skilled at playing both sides.

Might as well open a tea house.

Seeing Gu Chenxi’s displeasure inexplicably pleased Gu Qingyang, who proactively said: Then I’ll start my rotation from the President’s Office.

He wanted to be closer to his sister.

Gu Chenxi immediately understood his intentions and shot him a cold glance.

He wanted to say that there were no entry-level positions in the President’s Office.

But the words reached his lips, and he couldn’t be bothered to speak.

Because given Gu Qingyang’s persistent nature of never giving up until achieving his goals, even if he disagreed, Gu Qingyang would never back down, ultimately making fools of themselves in front of everyone.

Gu Chenxi closed his eyes in annoyance.

Fine, let’s proceed this way, Lu Tianlang decided, slapping the table. Everyone raise your hands to vote. I agree.

Lu Tianlang had been watching the two brothers from across the table.

Although both maintained cold expressions, when he recalled the phrase ‘brother please help the noob,’ he quickly became understanding.

Seeing how awkward both of them were, Lu Tianlang simply took the initiative to facilitate the matter.

Following Lu Tianlang’s statement, the board members gradually raised their hands one after another, approving the decision.

In the conference room, several senior executives stopped Lu Tianlang and invited him for tea.

Lu Tianlang happily agreed.

In the tea room, Lu Tianlang simply drank tea.

He knew exactly what these old men were scheming, but refused to address it directly, casually engaging in circular conversation, deflecting their hints without taking the bait.

Finally, they could no longer contain themselves and directly confronted him.

Old Lu, I won’t beat around the bush – just give me an honest answer. Who are you really supporting?

The Second Young Master and the First Young Master have always been like fire and water. What do you intend to achieve by putting them in the same office? Watch them fight?

Lu Tianlang commented: One-sided.

The other old men: ???

Lu Tianlang calmly took a sip of tea and added: You’re looking at the problem too one-sidedly.

The old men: ???

Old Lu, what do you mean by that?

Explain yourself clearly. How is it one-sided?

Lu Tianlang clicked his tongue and advised earnestly: Stop creating divisions within. No matter what, both brothers bear the Gu surname. They’re family and get along quite well in private.

Get along well?

And in private?

One old man even reached out to feel Lu Tianlang’s forehead: Old Lu, are you running a fever?

Lu Tianlang couldn’t be bothered to explain further and pushed the hand away from his forehead. Figure it out yourselves.

Was it really that hard to understand?

Wasn’t it obvious?

His granddaughter had once said something particularly fitting—what was it again…

Oh, right.

Lu Tianlang remembered.

The phrase was: They’re totally into each other.

Gu Chenxi’s office.

On the computer screen, Yan Rong was wearing headphones while reporting: Overall, everything is proceeding smoothly. Even if the eldest young master eventually takes your position, he’ll only inherit an empty shell of a company.

Gu Chenxi nodded.

Boss, are you in a bad mood?

Yan Rong knew a bit about the situation at headquarters and was well aware that his boss disliked Gu Qingyang.

When he was around, he could help the boss handle many troubles.

He wasn’t sure how reliable this new assistant was.

So Yan Rong suggested: Why don’t you give me your account? I can help you communicate with Assistant Ye…

Before he could even finish the word communicate, the video call was abruptly disconnected.

Yan Rong was stunned for a second.

Then he pondered whether Gu Chenxi’s action meant rejection.

But there was no need to refuse so decisively!

Not long after the board meeting ended, Ye Jin received a message.

Yan Rong to Ye Jin:

The bonus has been approved. President Gu thinks highly of you. Keep up the good work.

Again.

She noticed Yan Rong really loved making empty promises, as if he was worried she might quit at any moment.

Ye Jin to Yan Rong:

Are you that eager to work with me?

Ye Jin meant it as a joke, but the reply she received was surprisingly serious.

Yan Rong to Ye Jin:

Yes, your work capabilities are outstanding. I’m very pleased to be working with you.

Ye Jin couldn’t help but laugh when she read it.

Is this guy out of his mind?

He’s so serious, like a little old man, and every sentence revolves around work. Is he really that passionate about his job?

Is this what people call a workaholic?

Yan Rong to Ye Jin:

How is work going lately? How is President Gu treating you?

Confirmed. This guy is definitely a workaholic.

But when Ye Jin read the latter part, she suddenly hissed.

Come to think of it, ever since she joked about possibly getting fired for stepping with her left foot first, the overall intensity in President Gu’s gaze had noticeably decreased.

It even felt deliberately softened.

…Was he talking behind her back?

Feeling mischievous, Ye Jin typed a quick retort.

Ye Jin to Yan Rong:

President Gu has been looking at me quite favorably lately.

I suspect it’s a capitalist tactic—he probably wants to manipulate me into working myself to the bone for him.

When Gu Chenxi received the message, he instinctively wiped his sweat.
…She saw right through him.

Gu Chenxi did admire Ye Jin and appreciated her work ethic even more.

With her around during work, he encountered far fewer troubles.

The only drawback was that Ye Jin was entirely unpredictable.

Highly capable, yet clearly not passionate about her work.

But she must want something from him.

Otherwise, how could she be so devoted to working for him?

Gu Chenxi had tried—neither money nor emotions could win her over.

Could it be that Ye Jin simply enjoyed the twisted pleasure of spreading rumors? After all, she always seemed to relish it.

After eliminating all the wrong answers, the remaining one, no matter how absurd, was most likely correct.

Gu Chenxi’s head began to ache again.

No.

He had to steer things back on track.

Ye Jin was slacking off at her desk, drafting a script for a new video, completely unaware that her secrets were on the verge of being exposed.

A lot had happened recently.

Ye Jin felt the Brother, you’re bad, carry segment had worked well, so she tried hard to recall the scene and mentally sketched out the storyboard.

Suddenly, Gu Chenxi messaged her, asking her to come to his office.

Ye Jin knocked twice before pushing the door open. Mr. Gu, you asked for me?

Gu Chenxi was working in his executive chair. Seeing her enter, he handed her an envelope from his desk.

Confused, Ye Jin opened it.

Inside was a piece of paper and a bank card.

On the paper was a string of handwritten characters—bold and elegant.

My mother’s birthday is next week. Choose a gift. Card number and password: 135246. No spending limit.

Ye Jin instinctively asked, Boss, have you practiced calligraphy?

Gu Chenxi hadn’t expected that question. He nodded.

Mr. Gu, I might not be able to handle this, Ye Jin said hesitantly. What if the gift I pick isn’t to Madam’s liking?

Apart from her mother’s medical expenses, Ye Jin had never made a six-figure purchase in her life.

Buying a birthday gift for a wealthy society lady was truly beyond her expertise.

Gu Chenxi looked at her calmly, his expression clearly conveying three words: I don’t care.

The relationship between this mother and son was quite strained.

And they weren’t even biologically related.

She couldn’t help glancing at Gu Chenxi.

His beautiful lips were sealed shut, like a broken music box frozen mid-note, suddenly unable to produce sound—a lingering regret.

His handwriting was so elegant; his voice must be pleasant too.

Wanting to help Gu Chenxi mend his family ties, Ye Jin drew on her limited understanding of Guan Yan and suggested, About the birthday gift, I think if you give Gu Qingyang some shares and go home to have a meal with Madam, she’d be very happy.

The corners of Gu Chenxi’s lips tightened again.

Couldn’t she show a little concern for her boss first?

Gu Chenxi felt like he was casting pearls before swine. Rubbing his temples, he simply waved her out.