Chapter 83: White Glove Plan! Execute!

As soon as those words were spoken, the air fell completely silent.

Everyone looked embarrassed, turning their heads in surprise to stare at Sun Weiwei.

Sun Weiwei's pretty face flushed crimson, her beautiful eyes wide with shock.

My irregular menstruation, painful periods…… how did this good-for-nothing bastard know these symptoms?!

Could he be investigating me?!

No way! No one knows about my irregular periods! I've never told anyone around me! He couldn't possibly find out!

Could it be…… he actually understands traditional Chinese medicine?

At this moment, Sun Weiwei's pretty face showed some shock.

"You're talking nonsense! I don't have dysmenorrhea, let alone irregular periods!" Sun Weiwei denied directly.

How could she admit to something like this? This is a private matter for women.

Moreover, if she admitted it, wouldn't that prove Lin Yuan really knows traditional Chinese medicine?

So she simply denied it.

But Sun Weiwei clenched her teeth against her red lips, already indicating…… Lin Yuan had guessed correctly.

Lin Yuan furrowed his brows, "Vice President Sun, you clearly have these dysmenorrhea symptoms—you're deliberately refusing to admit it, aren't you? You don't dare admit it, right?"

Sun Weiwei's pretty face blushed with shame, she snapped, "Nonsense! All you traditional Chinese doctors are just quacks! You said you know traditional Chinese medicine well—then dare to test alongside Western medical equipment for a comparison?"

"Only with comparison can there be truth—do you dare or not?" Sun Weiwei questioned.

At this moment, the senior executives and shareholders also nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, to determine whether traditional Chinese medicine is accurate or not, just compare it with Western medical testing equipment—then you'll know." A shareholder also spoke up.

Everyone nodded.

"Fine, let's compare." Lin Yuan also nodded fearlessly.

Su Monong looked at him with some worry—this guy, can he really pull it off?

He's actually going up against the most precise medical equipment.

Lin Yuan gave Su Monong a nod, signaling not to worry.

"Then let's compare my blood pressure, heart rate, and blood oxygen saturation. You traditional Chinese doctors are good at pulse diagnosis, aren't you? I want to see what your pulse reading shows—is your pulse diagnosis accurate, or is the medical equipment's reading accurate?" Sun Weiwei said coldly.

"Sure." Lin Yuan nodded.

"But I have a precondition: if your pulse diagnosis isn't as accurate as the medical equipment's reading, you must resign!" Sun Weiwei suddenly said.

Lin Yuan's expression changed.

This woman is really ruthless.

She actually dares to make such a bet.

"No problem—if my reading isn't as accurate as the medical equipment's, I'll voluntarily resign." Lin Yuan nodded, "But I also have a condition: if my pulse diagnosis data is as precise as the medical equipment's, then I need you to apologize to Director Su!"

Sun Weiwei's eyes turned cold as she replied, "Fine!"

Su Zhiyuan gently tugged at Lin Yuan's sleeve, trying to dissuade him from acting impulsively.

Lin Yuan merely gave a light smile, indicating it was fine.

Sun Weiwei sat at the conference table, extending her right jade-like arm.

Staff brought over a professional blood pressure measuring device.

This device was developed and designed by the Su Group; this blood pressure monitor costs over ten thousand dollars.

Its measurement accuracy reaches up to 100%.

Seeing Lin Yuan truly ready to compare, even Su Monong grew a bit worried.

Can traditional Chinese pulse diagnosis really be compared to Western medical testing equipment?

Lin Yuan prepared to begin pulse diagnosis.

But Sun Weiwei suddenly said, "Wait, you must place a sheet of paper between us—I'm afraid you'll dirty my skin."

That request is excessive.

Making a traditional Chinese doctor take a pulse through a sheet of paper will greatly reduce the accuracy of the pulse reading.

Su Monong was about to speak, but Lin Yuan said, "Fine, then we'll do it with a sheet of paper."

Saying that, Lin Yuan placed an A4 sheet on Sun Weiwei's right forearm.

Then Lin Yuan extended three fingers—index, middle, and ring—and placed them respectively on Sun Weiwei's jade wrist.

What is traditional Chinese pulse diagnosis?

It is inferring the patient's bodily condition and any pathology through the vibration of the pulse at the wrist.

Many bodily symptoms can be read from the pulse pattern.

At this moment, Lin Yuan tightly felt Sun Weiwei's pulse beating.

After a long while, Lin Yuan finally released his three fingers.

"Blood pressure 101-77, resting heart rate 65, blood oxygen saturation 99%." Lin Yuan directly announced the figures from his pulse diagnosis.

"Vice President Sun, your blood pressure is on the low side, likely due to your long-term dieting for weight loss. You shouldn't keep losing weight—you need to eat more staple foods." Lin Yuan added a reminder.

Sun Weiwei glared at him, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Bring the medical equipment!" Sun Weiwei said, having her subordinates fetch the medical device and then begin testing with it!

She simply didn't believe that traditional Chinese pulse diagnosis could compare with high-precision medical instruments.

Lin Yuan's pulse diagnosis would definitely not be as accurate as the medical equipment.

Sun Weiwei turned on the blood pressure monitor and began testing.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the display panel of the testing device.

After one minute, the testing finally ended.

On the panel of the medical testing device, a line of numbers appeared: 【Blood pressure 101-77. Resting heart rate 65. Blood oxygen saturation 99%】

What?!

It actually matches Lin Yuan's pulse diagnosis exactly?!

At this moment, Sun Weiwei's pretty face was shocked; she couldn't believe it.

This quack Chinese medicine practitioner Lin Yuan actually got pulse data that exactly matches the medical device's reading?!

Not a single value deviated?!

This!

How is that possible?

Sun Weiwei felt her worldview shattered; she had studied in the US and received the most advanced Western medical knowledge, and could not imagine that Chinese medicine's pulse-taking quackery could be so accurate.

The surrounding shareholders were also somewhat shocked.

This Lin Yuan actually knows Chinese medicine after all.

Su Monong and her daughter Su Zhiyuan let out a sigh of relief.

"Vice President Sun, the results are out. You lost; does our bet still count?" Lin Yuan asked.

Sun Weiwei's pretty face flushed with anger; if looks could kill, her gaze would have torn Lin Yuan apart.

Sun Weiwei's beautiful chest heaved as she gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words: "Su Monong, sorry!"

Su Monong said calmly, "Call me Director Su; no disrespect—I'm still the Chairman."

Sun Weiwei trembled with anger, only able to grit her teeth and shout, "Director Su."

"Sun Weiwei, my secretary's medical knowledge is decent, right? As Chairman, I should be fine, no?" Su Monong asked.

Sun Weiwei clenched her silver teeth, nodded, and said, "No problem."

"Alright, let's not waste time here; meeting adjourned." Su Monong said coldly.

Only then did the meeting disband.

"Sun Weiwei, you just joined the company; first get familiar with your current work. Don't think about grabbing power as soon as you arrive. Some positions are earned by ability, not won by a single meeting or debate. You're still young—you need to learn more." Before leaving, Su Monong added this reminder.

This is outright mockery!

Sun Weiwei's delicate body trembled with rage, yet she could not refute.

Su Monong left with Lin Yuan and Su Zhiyuan.

But before leaving, Lin Yuan reminded her, "Oh right, Vice President Sun, your menstrual irregularity can be treated, but don't use Western medicine. Although Western drugs work fast, they harm the body. I can help you regulate it with Chinese medicine."

"Get lost! Who said I have menstrual issues?!" Sun Weiwei snapped, hurling a stack of documents at him.

Lin Yuan hurriedly dodged, "Why are girls' tempers so big these days?"

Saying that, Lin Yuan shook his head helplessly and walked away.

In the meeting room, the shareholders also dispersed.

Only Sun Weiwei and her father Sun Licheng remained, their faces grim.

"Su Monong… I will definitely get you removed! I won't let you last until the next chairman election!" Sun Weiwei clenched her jeweled fists, gritted her teeth.

At that moment, the group's Risk Control Director Lu Chengyu stepped forward gently and said, "Weiwei, don't be angry, it's fine. Rest assured, I'll help you get revenge."

Sun Weiwei glared at him with her beautiful eyes and asked, "How will you get revenge?!"

This Lu Chengyu is part of Sun Licheng's faction, one of his most capable left and right hands; as the Su Group's Risk Control Director, he wields great authority.

Lu Chengyu snorted coldly, "Su Monong has been setting new strategic plans lately; she must get them approved by my Wind Control Department, or they won't pass. Humph, I'll make her know the consequences of offending our Weiwei!"

Hearing that, the chill on Sun Weiwei's pretty face faded a little.

Sun Licheng also patted his shoulder and said, "Good, Chengyu, I'm leaving this to you—don't let me down."

Lu Chengyu nodded respectfully, "General Manager Sun, rest assured—I'll make Su Monong regret it before long."

"Weiwei, can I treat you to dinner tonight?" Lu Chengyu said with an eager smile.

He had always liked Sun Weiwei, but she had previously studied abroad in the US.

Now that she's returned, Lu Chengyu intends to pursue Sun Weiwei again.

As long as he wins the daughter of the second shareholder, Lu Chengyu's career will skyrocket.

"No mood!" Sun Weiwei gave him a white-eyed glance and turned away…

…

Over the next few days, Lu Chengyu began his countermeasures.

Su Monong and her daughter Su Zhiyuan's strategic proposals, each time submitted to the board, were repeatedly rejected.

The Wind Control Department holds great approval authority; Lu Chengyu pointed out that Su Monong's strategic report carried significant risk, so he rejected all of her plans.

He wouldn't let Su Monong's plans pass.

These days have left Su Monong feeling somewhat gloomy.

It's all her fault—when she founded the company, she gave away the Wind Control Department's approval authority.

Now the Wind Control Department is entirely made up of Sun Licheng's faction; they're deliberately making things difficult.

Su Monong summoned Lin Yuan directly to her office.

"Sun Licheng has already started making moves; these past few days our strategic proposals have been repeatedly rejected—you've surely seen it. You, this white‑glove, it's time to step up." Su Monong said, arms crossed, her eyes icy.

At this moment, her queenly aura finally fully emerged.

"Understood, Director Su—what do you want me to do?" Lin Yuan asked.

Su Monong narrowed her beautiful eyes and said slowly, "My term as Chairman still has one year left; I want you, within a year, to take care of Sun Licheng for me."

Hearing that, Lin Yuan's expression hardened: "Director Su, but… this seems rather difficult. Sun Licheng is, after all, the group's second‑largest shareholder and commands many factions within the company; how can a lowly secretary like me deal with him?"

"Don't panic—I've got your back." Su Monong said with deep eyes.

With those words from Su Monong, Lin Yuan finally nodded and agreed.

"The first step of the white-glove plan is to eliminate one of Sun Licheng's right-hand men, the director of the Wind Control Department, Lu Chengyu." Su Monong said her plan.

Su Monong called Lin Yuan to her side and whispered a few instructions in his ear.

Lin Yuan's face grew solemn, and he nodded repeatedly.

However, when he lowered his head, his gaze happened to catch the deep cleavage on Su Monong's chest, as well as the two enormous mounds.

Lin Yuan hastily averted his gaze, not daring to look again.

This Su Monong is really a tempting, beautiful young married woman.

"Director Su, if I start carrying out the white-glove plan, can we call off the arranged meeting for Miss Su?" Lin Yuan proposed.

The matchmaking task has been difficult for Lin Yuan for a long time. With Miss Su's personality, it's absolutely impossible for the matchmaking to succeed.

So Lin Yuan just wants to toss away this hot potato task.

But Su Monong narrowed her beautiful eyes and said, "How come? You don't want her to go on a matchmaking date?"

Lin Yuan shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, mainly because Miss Su is unwilling to cooperate with the matchmaking, making this task very difficult for me! Moreover, I'm about to carry out the white-glove plan. I can't spare any thoughts to help Miss Su with matchmaking, right?"

Su Monong slowly said, "What's there to fear? Let the matchmaking task continue. Moreover, the more frequent and obvious, the better. Let the coworkers see. That way, it can perfectly conceal your execution of the white-glove plan."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan's face changed.

This hot potato task just can't be shaken off.

"Right, keep contacting the matchmaker. This afternoon, have the matchmaker bring those excellent young men directly to the company. Arrange the matchmaking at the company. Incidentally, let the coworkers see as well. That way, it can conceal your white-glove operation plan." Su Monong suddenly said.

Lin Yuan's eyebrows twitched: "……"

"Director Su…… this, this isn't right…… arranging a matchmaking at the company?? Miss Su will kill me!!" Lin Yuan repeatedly urged.

Joking aside, if we really did that, Su Zhiyuan would probably explode.

Just thinking about it terrifies Lin Yuan.

"This is an order!" Su Monong said coldly.

……

In the afternoon, Lin Yuan could only frown, secretly summoning a few matchmakers and a group of excellent prospective dates into the Su Group.

Lin Yuan summoned the matchmakers and several prospective dates into the meeting room.

Then, Lin Yuan made an excuse and lured Su Zhiyuan to the meeting room.

"Miss Su, this is a major contract for a company sales order; Director Su said you must personally handle it." Lin Yuan took Su Zhiyuan's hand and walked toward the meeting room.

"What major contract?" Su Zhiyuan asked curiously.

"You'll know once you go inside." Lin Yuan said.

After saying that, Lin Yuan opened the meeting room door and pulled Su Zhiyuan inside.

But after Su Zhiyuan entered the meeting room, Lin Yuan suddenly said, "Ah, Miss Su, my stomach hurts a bit; I'll go to the restroom first, I'll be back shortly……"

Having said that, Lin Yuan turned and ran straight away!