Lunchtime Dilemma

In the wake of Feng Tian's playful remark hung in the air, the lobby's atmosphere stirred with an electrifying charge. Palpable tension unfolded as Ye Shouyi, suspended between the realms of professionalism and the CEO's jest, found himself in an unexpected dilemma. He shook his head in protest, his eyes seeking solace in Li Wei's ever-passive expression, which, oddly enough, added to his discomfiture.

"Oh, of course not," Ye Shouyi stammered, a nervous laugh punctuating his words. "It's my duty, I-i don't need a raise and Mr. Li..." Ye Shouyi trailed off, gulping as he quickly shifted his eyes which briefly shifted itself to Li Wei unconsciously, " He's... My job can't compare to his."

Noting the hidden meaning behind his words, Feng Tian could not help but be amused by the unspoken unease in Ye Shouyi's demeanor. As he awkwardly smiled and brought his head down,