The Only One With a Mouth in the CEO Novel - Chapter 7: My Days as a Mouthpiece in a Wealthy Family

Chapter 7: My Days as a Mouthpiece in a Wealthy Family

An unfamiliar city, unfamiliar streets.

Ye Jin felt this couldn’t go on any longer.

If she let them develop freely, they might drag things out for a year or half.

By then, it would be too late for everything.

President Gu, I just remembered Madam asked me to pass along a message, Ye Jin began stirring trouble. She said she made bamboo shoot chicken soup and wants you to come home for dinner. She said you can come back if you want, or don’t if you don’t feel like it.

Gu Chenxi: ?

He tilted his head to glance at Ye Jin.

Would his Ivy Leagueeducated mother really say something like that?

Ye Jin continued: And Madam also said she doesn’t care whether you come back or not.

Her tone was utterly shameless.

Guan Yan’s original words were ‘it doesn’t matter.’

‘Doesn’t matter’ essentially meant she didn’t care.

So strictly speaking, Ye Jin’s message delivery wasn’t wrong.

Gu Chenxi smoothly navigated a turn while holding the steering wheel, only turning to look at Ye Jin after entering the straight lane.

Ye Jin returned his gaze innocently: Anyway, that’s exactly what Madam said at the time. If you don’t believe me, you can go back and ask her yourself.

This mother and son clearly cared deeply about each other.

Today, Gu Chenxi had personally driven Ye Jin to deliver the contract. Even though they had already reached his family’s doorstep, Gu Chenxi refused to go inside, insisting on waiting in the car.

Moreover, Gu Chenxi wasn’t one to speak his mind, so he couldn’t even ask.

Clearly, Ye Jin’s words had given Gu Chenxi quite a shock.

Suddenly, many conflicted and complex emotions appeared on Gu Chenxi’s handsome face, indicating his unsettled state of mind.

Ye Jin smiled inwardly.

Seeing someone else in a bad mood suddenly made her feel much better.

The black Bentley stopped at the entrance to Ye Jin’s residential complex.

Ye Jin got out of the car and, as usual, hypocritically said to the driver’s seat: Goodbye, boss. Please drive carefully.

This time, the dark car window didn’t roll down.

Seeing her own reflection in the window, Ye Jin’s eyebrows and eyes unconsciously curved like a fox who had just pulled off some mischief.

After all, Gu Chenxi was still her boss.

So Ye Jin immediately composed her expression, smiled faintly while waving at the dark window, then turned and left.

Ye Jin’s steps home were light and cheerful.

But soon, as she gradually processed what had happened, her footsteps became steadier.

How strange.

Why did teasing Gu Chenxi feel as fun as teasing Yan Rong?

Ye Jin shuddered at her own thoughts and suddenly quickened her pace.

The first thing Ye Jin did after returning home was walk her dog.

During this time, the system remained unusually silent.

So Ye Jin didn’t say anything either.

Twenty minutes later, tired from walking, Ye Jin found a bench to sit and rest.

The system finally couldn’t hold back anymore and said dryly: [We systems keep work records. I know everything you’ve done.]

Ye Jin: [Oh.]

Ye Jin remained quite calm.

But the calmer she was, the more frantic the system felt: [What kind of chaotic nonsense did you convey to the male lead today?! Did Guan Yan really say that?!]

Ye Jin: [Just tell me if it means the same thing or not.]

System: […]

It had reasonable suspicion that Ye Jin was deliberately messing with it today.

[I’m really afraid of you.] The system compromised. [Go ahead, what do you want me to help you with?]

Ye Jin: [Give me the story outline.]

System: [So you can complete everything within a month?… That’s impossible, don’t even think about it.]

Ye Jin spread her hands: [Then there’s nothing else.]

Difficult, too difficult to handle.

The system was caught in a dilemma, nearly crashing.

Ye Jin indifferently patted the dog’s head and headed home with it.

After all, she wasn’t the most anxious one right now.

As the ultimate support system, it had witnessed all kinds of situations.

So it quickly came up with a solution.

The system took the initiative to break the ice: How about I connect to your original phone and let you make a video call to your mom to reassure her?

Ye Jin raised an eyebrow: You have that kind of function?

Some of her irritation faded.

The system: But you have to promise me you’ll work hard from now on.

But Ye Jin had already sat down at her desk, ready: Stop wasting time. Hurry up.

The system swallowed what it wanted to say and reluctantly helped her make the video call.

When the call connected and she saw her mother was fine, Ye Jin finally breathed a genuine sigh of relief.

Mom, Ye Jin smiled and said, My boss suddenly sent me on a business trip. I didn’t have time to tell you the past few days.

Business trip? Where to?

Ye Jin’s smile remained unchanged: A film and television base, not far.

Then focus on your work. I’m fine, don’t worry about me. Ms. Cheng Jinhua was very understanding and supportive of Ye Jin’s career.

Afraid of saying too much and giving herself away, Ye Jin ended the call after a brief chat, using scriptwriting as an excuse.

The system cautiously observed Ye Jin’s expression: Are you reassured now?

Ye Jin calmly asked: Since you can use my phone to make video calls, that means you can access all the other functions on my phone too, right?

The system grew wary: What do you want to do?

Be good. Ye Jin smiled and said, Help me check the status of my original account.

Ye Jin’s previous account was a marketing account, specializing in entertainment industry gossip and trending topics.

Although the account was run by a team, most of the themes and scripts were actually led by Ye Jin, with others only handling auxiliary tasks.

In the past, Ye Jin had worked extremely hard on the account, spending most of her day on it. She produced videos at a high frequency with innovative angles, often creating viral hits within days, earning her the fan nickname of the most careerdriven marketing account.

Now, nearly two weeks after Ye Jin left the team, she was curious how they were managing without her.

The system naturally obliged with such a simple request.

After a quick analysis, it reported: Since you left, the account has posted 27 videos. Fifteen of them were presaved drafts, averaging 5,300 likes, which is above the historical average. The other 12 were mixed in with the drafts—the highest got 700 likes, the lowest 300.

Ye Jin’s lips twitched.

She knew they were incompetent, but not to this extent.

Seeing them struggle so much even diminished her desire for revenge.

Ye Jin: Promise me one more thing.

The system: Go on…

It was truly afraid of her now.

The ultimate support system had, under Ye Jin’s few persuasive words, turned into the most pathetic support system.

Not only did Ye Jin demand the system help her start a new account for selfmedia, but she also insisted it provide its work records as material for her to edit videos.

Ye Jin spoke with a beaming smile and a kindly persuasive tone: Think about it—if I succeed in starting an account, I can earn money from ads to cover my mother’s medical treatment and medicine. Then I won’t be in a rush to go home, and you won’t have to worry about me speeding up the progress, right?

Ye Jin added, Besides, this way I can focus on completing tasks in this world without causing you any more headaches.

Although the system had always been wary of Ye Jin, at that moment, it was finally convinced: Alright, I’ll agree to it.

Seeing that her plan had succeeded, Ye Jin began painting a rosy picture of the future, charming the system so thoroughly that it lost all sense of direction. Immersed in the joy of believing itself to be the ultimate support system, it no longer had the mental capacity to consider anything else.

Ye Jin bent down and affectionately patted the dog’s head (the system).

Ah, what a silly system.

If she were to venture into selfmedia, she would prioritize creating engaging content to boost video metrics—whatever attracted the most attention.

How could it possibly believe that this would make her obediently focus on tasks?

Let it stay happy for a couple of days. When it eventually caught on, she could always come up with another excuse.

Meanwhile, Ye Jin took out a piece of paper and began organizing information.

She had to admit, Gu Chenxi’s family was brimming with conflicts and tied to labels like wealthy tycoon—making it the perfect subject for internet virality.

With readymade material and conditions in place, what kind of content should she create this time?

Ye Jin pondered hard all night long.

The next day, with dark circles under her eyes, she solemnly wrote down the video title:

My Days as a Mouthpiece in a Wealthy Family.