When a Bossy CEO Meets Gary Stu
We are born into this world as humans, so really, who can’t be the next Best Actor at the Oscars?
You’re one, I’m one, and so too is Murong Jihua one.
“So isn’t it just ‘the Bossy CEO falls in love with me’? Child’s play;
isn’t it just acting imposing and cool, then shower with love and coolness? Farcical!”
With his door locked, Murong Jihua is now standing in front of the giant dressing mirror in his office, acting freely at the person reflected within.
They say practice begets experience, experience begets technique, technique begets expertise, expertise begets…
Expertise begets [REDACTED] (TL: This is a sex joke. Because the word ‘expertise’ shares a character with ‘semen’)
——Pose! (TL: Was written in English in the raws) Show the true meaning of art!
“Would this look more domineering?”
He thinks, raising his head to a forty-five-degree angle, with his gaze sweeping downwards, putting his chiselled chin on prominent display.
The young man has a gorgeous appearance, a tall, slender body, dressed in a black suit and pants without wrinkles. It is certainly sexy in an abstinent kind of way.
“… Do I look a little too serious? CEOs often look a little bit more playboy or wolfish.”
Thus he unbuttons two of the buttons of his suit, revealing a small patch of snow-white skin and his distinguished collarbone, while also trying to put up that most seductive of smile with the corner of his mouth.
Handsome.
Very handsome.
Super handsome.
“Kuhum,”
Murong Jihua, with an edition of ‘How the Bossy CEO Was Tempered’ (Bound Volume), after locking his door and clearing his throat, begins practising,
“Uh——I see, to qualify as a good bossy CEO——One must first show the love for their beloved in action…
One must be domineering yet gentle, gentle yet imposing;
Kabedon, yukadon, and all the other dons, when love is as deep as yours, it is naturally all kinds of moe…
…If she’s angry, cheer her up with what she likes. Hug her tightly, and present to her a deep, loving kiss.”
The head maid, Sophia, standing at the door, raises her hand to knock, and puts her hand down again, then tries to raise her hand again, and it goes on for half a day, but she still does not dare knock on the door to the office of the CEO.
Should she notify Butler Cui, that the boss seems to have transformed his office into a junior high school reading class classroom?
‘Schwa’——Is the sound of the book falling flat onto the floor.
“… On whose permission are you here to listen in on me. Do you want me (TL: Murong Jihua refers to himself as 本少 (this shaoye) to be in-character, but it’s really awkward in English. I’ll make him stutter when he trips up and uses ‘I’ to refer to himself in the plot and use I and its derivations everywhere else for the sake of flow) to treat you to fried squids? (TL: Chinese slang meaning to fire someone from a job).
CEO Murong’s low, magnetic tone carries with it an aura that does not allow opposition. The power of his being carried through the door has made Sophia’s legs all but nearly give out and made her face grow beet-red. Her heart is dancing like a wild antelope.
Murong Jihua suddenly issues an order,
“Have butler Cui immediately, promptly, contact the best professor of architecture in Country A, and without delay, install without further ado the most effective soundproofing facilities in my office at once.”
“Shaoye, you were talking in your sleep last night. Would you like this humble servant to reserve for you the head of the professional doctors of the Royal Medical Corp to help you sleep better?”
Today, at 6:25 in the morning, CEO Murong has made his sixteenth yawn after waking up, five more than the usual statistical average.
This is well beyond the accepted degree of deviation in shaoye’s health index that butler Cui monitors, and thus he speaks up to express his concerns.
‘Pwoot.’
Murong Jihua almost chokes on his honey tea. It takes him almost half a day to calm his inner self down, and ask,
“What did I say?”
“Shaoye, your body represents not just your wellbeing. I may be speaking beyond my position, but your health is intricately related to the wellbeing of the entire world. If something…”
“Quiet. I. Am. Asking. You. What. I. Said.”
“Ah… I do not dare to senselessly attempt to reproduce your exalted words. In order to provide physicians with the data of your physique in a timely manner, this humble servant has already recorded and encrypted the voices you have uttered in your sleep. Shaoye, would you like to listen?”
“… No. Never mind.”
——Not that it’s hard for him to imagine, that in his dream, he might, perhaps, maybe, have said something.
Since not everyone would experience such ‘divine’ dreams as endless conga-line of cute, short girls (TL: Lolicon?!) marching forth to be kabedoned and princess-carried by him…
And to have to shower them with emotionally impactful interpretations of the CEO-exclusive, borderline sexual harassment ‘flirty’ phrases…
As he did.
So let’s not publically commit social suicide just yet.
The next day, the maid Sophia, while cleaning the office of her boss that has already finished installing the extreme soundproofing insulations, has discovered the book ‘How the Bossy CEO Was Tempered’ inside the gap between drawers.
Sophia “???”
Country A is still peaceful today, and so too is the story progression which reads 0%.
Chapter 3: CH 3
You’re one, I’m one, and so too is Murong Jihua one.
“So isn’t it just ‘the Bossy CEO falls in love with me’? Child’s play;
isn’t it just acting imposing and cool, then shower with love and coolness? Farcical!”
With his door locked, Murong Jihua is now standing in front of the giant dressing mirror in his office, acting freely at the person reflected within.
They say practice begets experience, experience begets technique, technique begets expertise, expertise begets…
Expertise begets [REDACTED] (TL: This is a sex joke. Because the word ‘expertise’ shares a character with ‘semen’)
——Pose! (TL: Was written in English in the raws) Show the true meaning of art!
“Would this look more domineering?”
He thinks, raising his head to a forty-five-degree angle, with his gaze sweeping downwards, putting his chiselled chin on prominent display.
The young man has a gorgeous appearance, a tall, slender body, dressed in a black suit and pants without wrinkles. It is certainly sexy in an abstinent kind of way.
“… Do I look a little too serious? CEOs often look a little bit more playboy or wolfish.”
Thus he unbuttons two of the buttons of his suit, revealing a small patch of snow-white skin and his distinguished collarbone, while also trying to put up that most seductive of smile with the corner of his mouth.
Handsome.
Very handsome.
Super handsome.
“Kuhum,”
Murong Jihua, with an edition of ‘How the Bossy CEO Was Tempered’ (Bound Volume), after locking his door and clearing his throat, begins practising,
“Uh——I see, to qualify as a good bossy CEO——One must first show the love for their beloved in action…
One must be domineering yet gentle, gentle yet imposing;
…If she’s angry, cheer her up with what she likes. Hug her tightly, and present to her a deep, loving kiss.”
The head maid, Sophia, standing at the door, raises her hand to knock, and puts her hand down again, then tries to raise her hand again, and it goes on for half a day, but she still does not dare knock on the door to the office of the CEO.
Should she notify Butler Cui, that the boss seems to have transformed his office into a junior high school reading class classroom?
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“Boss… Are you reading something?”‘Schwa’——Is the sound of the book falling flat onto the floor.
“… On whose permission are you here to listen in on me. Do you want me (TL: Murong Jihua refers to himself as 本少 (this shaoye) to be in-character, but it’s really awkward in English. I’ll make him stutter when he trips up and uses ‘I’ to refer to himself in the plot and use I and its derivations everywhere else for the sake of flow) to treat you to fried squids? (TL: Chinese slang meaning to fire someone from a job).
CEO Murong’s low, magnetic tone carries with it an aura that does not allow opposition. The power of his being carried through the door has made Sophia’s legs all but nearly give out and made her face grow beet-red. Her heart is dancing like a wild antelope.
Murong Jihua suddenly issues an order,
“Have butler Cui immediately, promptly, contact the best professor of architecture in Country A, and without delay, install without further ado the most effective soundproofing facilities in my office at once.”
“Shaoye, you were talking in your sleep last night. Would you like this humble servant to reserve for you the head of the professional doctors of the Royal Medical Corp to help you sleep better?”
Today, at 6:25 in the morning, CEO Murong has made his sixteenth yawn after waking up, five more than the usual statistical average.
This is well beyond the accepted degree of deviation in shaoye’s health index that butler Cui monitors, and thus he speaks up to express his concerns.
‘Pwoot.’
Murong Jihua almost chokes on his honey tea. It takes him almost half a day to calm his inner self down, and ask,
“What did I say?”
“Shaoye, your body represents not just your wellbeing. I may be speaking beyond my position, but your health is intricately related to the wellbeing of the entire world. If something…”
“Quiet. I. Am. Asking. You. What. I. Said.”
“Ah… I do not dare to senselessly attempt to reproduce your exalted words. In order to provide physicians with the data of your physique in a timely manner, this humble servant has already recorded and encrypted the voices you have uttered in your sleep. Shaoye, would you like to listen?”
“… No. Never mind.”
Since not everyone would experience such ‘divine’ dreams as endless conga-line of cute, short girls (TL: Lolicon?!) marching forth to be kabedoned and princess-carried by him…
And to have to shower them with emotionally impactful interpretations of the CEO-exclusive, borderline sexual harassment ‘flirty’ phrases…
As he did.
So let’s not publically commit social suicide just yet.
The next day, the maid Sophia, while cleaning the office of her boss that has already finished installing the extreme soundproofing insulations, has discovered the book ‘How the Bossy CEO Was Tempered’ inside the gap between drawers.
Sophia “???”
Country A is still peaceful today, and so too is the story progression which reads 0%.
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