How To Survive as a Villain - Chapter 211

That morning, when Xiao YuAn woke up while in a daze, he habitually rolled to the left.

Because Yan HeQing slept on his left side.

Usually, as long as Xiao YuAn moved even a little bit, he would be able to put his arm around Yan HeQing. But today, when Xiao YuAn turned over, he didn’t touch anyone.

Instinctively, Xiao YuAn reached out and patted the left side of the bed, but he didn’t touch anything other than the mattress. He thought that he might have woken up a little confused, and didn’t distinguish between left and right, so he rolled in the opposite direction.

In the end, he still didn’t meet anyone.

Xiao YuAn restlessly rolled around, until he lost the warm embrace of the quilt. As the morning chill seeped through his bones, no one tucked Xiao YuAn into the quilt. At this, Xiao YuAn woke up completely.

When Xiao YuAn opened his eyes, he subconsciously yelled ‘Yan-ge’. But right at that moment, he became stunned.

‘What the hell?’

‘This, this this… where the fuck am I?’

Xiao YuAn then turned over and sat up. His eyes were filled with incredulity and shock as he pondered for about three seconds whether to worry about where he was, or be shocked about the bed he was in. Three seconds later, Xiao YuAn decided to ponder over the bed first.

Because he was sleeping in a bed that was about 10m2.

Yes, 10m2.

There’s always a word mentioned in classic Tyrannical President novels: King Size.

As if a CEO who doesn’t sleep in a King Size bed isn’t a real CEO.

Besides, the domestic standard size of a King Size bed was about 2m long and 2m wide. But Xiao YuAn was now sleeping in a bed that was 10m2.

‘10 square meters, my friends!’

‘There’s definitely something wrong with it!!!’

Xiao Yuan: “Even if you sleep in a bed that’s 10m2, why do you have to sleep right in the middle of the bed?! Isn’t it tiring to climb up and down every day?”

Once Xiao YuAn finished pondering over the bed, he began to think about where he was.

The furniture of the room looked modern, and when Xiao YuAn touched his hair, he found that it was short.

At this, Xiao YuAn suddenly panicked. After getting off the bed, he put on the slippers placed at the side of the bed, and shouted: “Yan-ge!”

Suddenly, there was a knock on the room’s door: “Sir, it’s time to get up and go to work.”

Xiao YuAn hesitated for a long time, until finally, he reached out to open the door.

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Outside the door, stood a white-haired but energetic old man. That old man was wearing a black suit with a silver-gray vest inside, and the buttons on his collar all buttoned. When he saw Xiao YuAn open the door, he slightly bent over respectfully and said: “Sir, breakfast is ready.”

Xiao YuAn’s eyes widened momentarily and his voice trembled: “Zhao…. Zhao….”

Butler Zhao knitted his brows: “What wrong, sir? Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?”

“Nothing, it’s nothing.” Xiao YuAn took a deep breath and pinched himself hard. When he felt pain, he calmed down.

Xiao YuAn suddenly remembered something, and rushed back to the room. As he mentally cursed at the bed for being so stupidly big, he took some time to reach the pillow. Then he searched under the pillow, until finally, he found a cellphone.

Xiao YuAn opened the front camera, and the face on the phone screen looked quite familiar. Because it was his own face. Xiao YuAn then looked left and right at his face, rubbing it from time to time, until he finally felt more at ease. After that, he hurriedly opened the calendar app, and what he saw made him freeze in place.

Naturally, it would be impossible for Xiao YuAn to forget the day he commited suicide, and the date shown on the phone for today, was the day after his suicide.

…

“Mr. Xiao is acting a bit strange today.”

“Why, what happened?”

“I just met with him in the elevator and he asked me where his office was. Then he asked me if I knew a man named ‘Yan HeQing’.”

“Well, we can’t really understand what rich people think.”

“True.”

“But, you were so lucky to meet Mr Xiao! I think he’s so handsome. A young and promising Golden Bachelor1.”

“He’s indeed really handsome. He’s not arrogant, and he’s always smiling at everyone! He’s so charming and perfect!”

“A straightforward person doesn’t resort to talking in circles. Just say you want to marry him!”

“You all may want to marry him, but I’m different. I want to fuck him.”

“???”

…

10 minutes after clocking in at work in the morning, every office worker was ready to adjust themselves to work. As they chased away the sleepiness from staying up late at night, they thought to themselves: ‘Ahh, another fucking day of exploitation.’

At this time, two secretaries were gossiping about their President’s current affairs beside the coffee machine, when suddenly, a cough came behind them.

The two young secretaries had a guilty conscience, so they were scared to death. After seeing the person behind them, they became even more frightened and stunned. After greeting that person, they hurried back to their working place and buried themselves in work.

Although that person frowned, they didn’t reproach them. They simply picked up the white porcelain cup in the tray, skillfully making a cup of coffee with careful movements. After that, that person walked out of the office towards the elevator, going to the 26th floor.

There was only one office on the 26th floor. The person with papers and coffee in their hands, knocked on the door of that office.

Then, a familiar voice came from inside: “Come in.”

That person opened the door, walked a few steps, placed the coffee and papers on the desk, and then said with a smile: “Mr. Xiao, your coffee. This is the information for tomorrow’s meeting, you…. Mr. Xiao, what’s wrong? Why are your eyes red? Are you sick?”

Xiao YuAn, in order to cover up his emotional outburst, lowered his head and turned his face sideways. Then he replied with a choked voice : “No-nothing, it’s… I’m just happy.”

Xiao YuAn stopped the sadness in his eyes, reached out and flipped over that person’s lanyard name tag hanging on their chest.

On the name tag, there were three words: Yu Hong Xiu.

Xiao YuAn then asked: “Can I call you Hong Xiu?”

Hong Xiu smiled and replied: “What’s wrong today, Mr. Xiao? Haven’t you always called me like that?”

Xiao YuAn’s eyes reddened again.

10 minutes later, the Director of the Human Resources Department howled as he picked up the phone: “What? Give Mr. Xiao’s Secretary a raise? How much? What? Triple it?! Do you know how high Secretary Hong Xiu’s salary is? She is Mr. Xiao’s exclusive Secretary, so her salary is already high! What? Mr. Xiao himself asked for a raise? Alright, alright, do it. Increase her salary. Anyways, this company doesn’t lack money or power!”