Chapter 304 - 302: The Company Comes Back to Life

For the rest of the time, neither of them brought up business again. Instead, they let themselves go completely, immersing themselves in an intense, passionate entanglement.

When it was all over, Lin Yingqiu leaned against the headboard, panting and covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Her fingertips absentmindedly toyed with her scattered long hair.

A lingering flush remained on her cheeks, and her voice carried the husky tone of deep satisfaction. "Your skills have improved again."

Yang Xun sat on the edge of the bed, massaging her. He chuckled at her words. "That’s because Lin trained me well."

Lin Yingqiu was amused by his words. She reached out and gave his back a light smack before sitting up straight, her tone recovering a bit of seriousness.

"I’ll handle the Ninghua Cream situation when I get back. However, I’m not helping for free. My sister’s beauty salon hasn’t been doing well lately, and she wants to purchase a batch of Ninghua Cream. I need you to pull some strings when the time comes."

"That’s absolutely no problem. Since it’s your sister, Lin, we’ll set the price at forty thousand a bottle." Yang Xun readily agreed, confident that Xu Yue wouldn’t object.

"You really know how to get things done. You’re a sweet talker and highly capable. I’m really starting to like you more and more." A seductive glint resurfaced in Lin Yingqiu’s beautiful eyes.

Yang Xun immediately leaned in, pulling her into a passionate kiss.

The two initiated a new round of battle. Eventually, Lin Yingqiu was thoroughly exhausted and begged for mercy, but Yang Xun refused to stop.

"Lin, do you still doubt my abilities now?" Sweat dripped from Yang Xun’s forehead onto Lin Yingqiu’s chest, his eyes filled with a wicked smirk.

"I don’t doubt them anymore, just hurry... I can’t take it!" Lin Yingqiu panted charmingly. By the time they finally finished, she didn’t even have the strength to lift her arms.

She lay on the bed, letting Yang Xun massage her to relieve her sore muscles.

"I’m actually quite curious," she mused. "You know exactly how to please people and you have such great skills. Why don’t you open your own place instead of working for someone else at a bathhouse?"

Yang Xun smiled. "I don’t like managing things. It’s much better to be free and unconstrained like I am now."

"That makes sense. I have to manage far too much, and it really is exhausting." Lin Yingqiu sighed and narrowed her eyes, unwittingly drifting off to sleep.

By the time she woke up, dawn was approaching. Yang Xun was keeping watch beside her and asked softly, "Lin, is your body still sore? Do you want me to massage you a bit more?"

"There’s no need. I’m very satisfied with tonight’s service. Go get some rest; I’d be heartbroken if you overworked yourself." Lin Yingqiu planted a kiss on his lips, then slipped on her high heels and briskly left.

Yang Xun stood by the window, watching the black sedan downstairs drive out of the bathhouse parking lot. Only then did he take off his mask and exhale a long, heavy breath.

At noon.

Lin Yingqiu updated her personal social media account. She posted a video that was less than a minute long. In it, she was dressed in everyday loungewear, sitting in her makeup room and applying Ninghua Cream to her bare face.

"I’ve been using Ninghua Cream lately, so I thought I’d share it with everyone," she said in the video. "I’ve used it for about a week now, and my skin condition has improved significantly. The results are even better than those of the luxury creams I used to use.

"This is the newest version of Ninghua Cream, and several of my friends are using it too. It has absolutely passed all quality inspections and should be on the shelves very soon. If you’re looking for wrinkle reduction, skin brightening, or spot lightening, you should give it a try."

Within half an hour of the post going live, the comments surpassed a thousand.

If it had been anyone else recommending it, people might have suspected it was a sponsored ad. But this was Lin Yingqiu—that was simply impossible. She managed numerous industries under the Zhou Family. She couldn’t possibly be short of pocket change, and no one had the money or influence to hire her for a promotion. Moreover, she cherished her reputation. If the product wasn’t genuinely effective, she would never recommend it to the public.

"President Lin is personally recommending this? I definitely have to buy it!"

"Lin’s skin looks absolutely amazing. I’m sold!"

"Waiting for the official release! Hurry up and stock it, my money is ready!"

Early the next morning.

As soon as Xu Yue arrived at the company, she was shocked by the sight before her. A thick stack of order forms was piled on the reception desk. Zhou Miao hurried over with a laptop in her arms, her voice laced with irrepressible excitement.

"President Xu! After Lin Yingqiu posted that video, Ninghua Cream’s official account gained five hundred thousand followers! Many people are asking in the comments when the official release will be. When I woke up this morning, I saw that the pre-sale link had crashed twice from heavy traffic!"

Xu Yue took the laptop, her eyes quickly scanning the backend data. Her fingers paused on the trackpad for a moment before she scrolled down to the next page, discovering that the order volume was climbing at a staggering rate.

"Notify the factory. Tell them to shift all production lines over to Ninghua Cream." Xu Yue put the laptop down, her voice carrying a certainty that hadn’t been heard in a long time. "Put the other products on hold for now. Concentrate all resources on Ninghua Cream. The first batch of goods must be shipped out within three days."

Zhou Miao nodded in compliance and hurried off to make the arrangements.

Xu Yue had been worrying about how to resolve the negative public opinion online, never expecting that a single video from Lin Yingqiu would directly turn the tide of the battle. Seeing that the Xu Family had Lin Yingqiu’s backing, Meiyan Biotechnology probably wouldn’t dare to act recklessly anymore. Sure enough, the negative comments about Ninghua Cream on the internet were vanishing at a visible rate. Several pinned smear posts were quietly deleted around noon, and the few remaining negative comments were drowned out by a massive influx of positive feedback, rendering them virtually invisible.

Overjoyed, Xu Yue dialed Yang Xun’s number to share the good news with him.

"Honey, put Ninghua Cream on the shelves immediately," Yang Xun suggested. "Put up the pre-sale link first and ensure everything ships within two days. Let the company employees work hard for a couple of days and give them some extra overtime pay."

"Alright, I’ll hold a meeting and pass down the notice right away," Xu Yue agreed with a smile, feeling giddy with joy.

"There’s one more thing," Yang Xun added. "A friend of mine opened a beauty salon and wants to partner with the company to purchase Ninghua Cream. I agreed to sell it to her for forty thousand a bottle. Do you think that’s okay?"

The moment Yang Xun finished speaking, Xu Yue agreed without hesitation. "Of course, that’s no problem. Your friends are my friends. Just have her come to the company to sign the contract when it’s time."

"You’re the best, honey."

The two exchanged sweet nothings over the phone for a few minutes before Xu Yue reluctantly had to leave for her meeting.

Two days later.

The new Ninghua Cream was officially launched. The initial stock of ten thousand bottles sold out on the very first day, and the backend pre-sale orders were backed up all the way to the following month.

Xu Yue stood at the entrance of the company warehouse, watching box after box of packaged products being loaded onto logistics trucks. A look of immense relief finally appeared on her exquisite face.

The company had finally been brought back to life. Not only had they recouped all their previous investments, but they had also made a massive profit.

The upper management was completely won over this time, treating Xu Yue with the utmost respect and reverence. Only that old geezer Sun Baoguo still kept a cold face, looking as if someone owed him eight million bucks.