Ren Yuanhao deliberately shook the dust off his shoes and said sarcastically, "Yeah."
"Client?" the woman asked again.
"No."
"Looking for someone?"
Ren Yuanhao nodded, his heart starting to panic.
Because as soon as he approached the elevator, the system map abruptly closed, and even the system itself couldn't be woken up.
—Holy crap? System, don't mess with me. If I find the wrong person later, won't that be incredibly awkward? Or are you trying to tell me the task order has been canceled?
"DiDi, the order has not been canceled. The system is being repaired. Please continue to complete the mission, host."
The system seemed to read his thoughts completely this time.
—Complete what? I don't even know who the employer is. Do you really think I can navigate among many women and act as a spy? Or do you want me to walk into the office with a label on me, shouting, "DiDi, the boyfriend you ordered has accurately arrived, please verify and accept"?
Ren Yuanhao was full of bitterness, fine sweat already appearing on his forehead. At this moment, the woman beside him snorted coldly.
"Want to experience what it's like to be a cross-dressing celebrity?"
—Go to hell! My three views are straighter than a square and more stable than a triangle. Heaven and earth can bear witness, if I, Ren Yuanhao, had a cross-dressing fetish, it would be an outrage to gods and men, and lightning would strike me down!
Ren Yuanhao felt that any further explanation was useless. He just wanted to get to the 13th floor quickly and pray to heaven for the system to be repaired!
"Kid, you're the first person who dared not answer my question." The woman, with a haughty toss of her hair, moved into the 13th floor.
As soon as he stepped onto the 13th floor, Ren Yuanhao felt like he had entered a wolf's den. Yes, you heard me right, not a gentle haven, not many virtuous and serene beauties bent over their desks, with soul-snatching eyes or sweet and tender voices saying, 'Welcome, little brother,' but a group of women in various high-end outfits, working orderly at their respective posts, the sound of keyboards like a torrential downpour!
This scene immediately reminded Ren Yuanhao of war films, where spies tapped out mysterious Morse code on telegraph machines.
—Holy crap, this looks hard to blend in with.
Just then, the young woman in red he had met in the elevator suddenly called out, "Everyone, this young man is today's model."
—What the hell? Is women's revenge coming this fiercely? Where is the elevator? I'm not playing along!
As he was lost in thought, a woman with a blank expression and no words pulled Ren Yuanhao aside.
"Height: 182, Weight: 155, Take off your clothes~"
Ren Yuanhao was like a lamb to the slaughter, especially seeing that the woman, who looked rather gentle, showed a hint of disgust and boredom after stating his height and weight, which made him somewhat angry.
"Take off your clothes."
The woman said in a tone devoid of any emotion.
—Alright, you asked me to take them off. I won't be ashamed to undress in front of so many young ladies.
Ren Yuanhao thought this and acted decisively, casually taking off his outer shirt, revealing his perfect eight-pack abs!
It was evident that when his perfect physique was revealed, the woman in front of him immediately retracted her disgust, and the other young ladies suddenly snapped out of their silence, as if realizing their identity as women, they should show a certain fangirl behavior towards handsome, perfectly built, and exceptionally well-dressed men.
Praise erupted, endless.
"I didn't expect you to have such a good physique, boy. Good, you're qualified. Take him to try on today's new clothes and take photos."
The woman in red said decisively, but another woman in purple stood up from her seat.
"Zhao Yishu, are you serious? This is a man."
"Man or not, I don't care. I'm not responsible for recruiting models, and he has excellent proportions, which I like. Do you have an opinion?"
Zhao Yishu did not sit down. Standing there, she was like a drawn sword. All the women who were still admiring Ren Yuanhao's physique immediately fell silent.
"But he's still a man, and today's outfits are all charming and sweet. Can he carry them?"
The woman in purple had eyebrows like distant mountains and was slightly older than Zhao Yishu. Her face was covered in concealer. Ren Yuanhao's seemingly x-ray vision, no, his demon-revealing mirror-like eyes, seemed to see the crater-like skin surface beneath her fair complexion.
"Ladies, first of all, I am not a model, nor am I interested in cross-dressing. I've tolerated your domineering behavior, but I have to say something: are you all not confident in your own figures? Or are you not confident in the clothes you designed?"
Before anyone could speak, Ren Yuanhao interjected again, "Women shouldn't interrupt when men are speaking, okay? From the moment I entered the building, you," Ren Yuanhao pointed at Zhao Yishu, "you woman are like a rose with thorns. I just want to ask, what did men do to offend you? You're putting on that "I owe you tens of millions" look for whom?"
Ren Yuanhao looked at the stunned crowd, then glared at the woman in front of him, "And you, you always have a deadpan expression. Has no one told you to smile and use intonation when talking to people? You're not an AI, why are you imitating robots?"
"And you, it probably takes one or two hours to put on makeup every day, right? And half an hour to take it off. Why don't you just go out with a mask on?"
Ren Yuanhao looked at the woman in purple, then scanned the other women one by one, "And you all, when you're at work, you're like female wolves. I'm telling you, there's not a trace of female hormones in this entire space. In this environment, you'll all eventually become uglier, just like in that TV show, where women practice the Nine Yang Divine Skill and develop beards and go bald, which is unavoidable."
Ren Yuanhao's mouth was like a fully equipped Gatling gun, leaving no survivors wherever it aimed.
Everyone was stunned, even women like Zhao Yishu were taken aback, as not even their boss had ever been scolded so directly.
What right did this man have?
But for some reason, after being scolded so harshly by this man, everyone felt a sense of relief and no anger at all. Instead, they all burst into laughter.
—Holy crap? Are you guys masochistic or what? Shouldn't you all attack me together and verbally condemn me?
Ren Yuanhao was completely bewildered, and at this moment, the system voice instantly came through.
"DiDi, the system has been repaired. Employer Name: Zhao Yishu
Gender: Female
Relationship History: None
Occupation: High-end Women's Clothing Designer
Age: 27
Measurements: To be explored further~"