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Mr. CEO Secretly Reads BL!

Author: ForeverPupa
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[On Hiatus, busy with other novel but I will not abandon this novel, thank you for your patience.] *WFP #29: Role Reversal Gold winner* *A BL Slice of life and romcom novel!* Who doesn't know Feng Xiaojun? Tall, handsome, rich, and also the CEO of Feng Group. He is a dream CEO that everybody imagined in that typical CEO romance story. But the CEO holds a deep, darkest secret imaginable... Feng Xiaojun is a hardcore, rotten Fudanshi who loves binge reading BL/Yaoi stories every time, even at work. "Sir, how about our meeting schedule this morning?" - Secretary Shi. "Reschedule it, I'm sick today," - Feng Xiajoun who binge read on Killing Stalking the whole night. *** This story has: - Your not so typical CEO. - Relatable, slice of life comedy about BL readers (Fujo/Fudanshi) - Cute BL romance! *Although slow, I will never drop this story, don't worry!* This is a side, fun project of mine! *** Original cover drawn by my friend, SleepyKola.

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Chapter 1Prologue || Your Typical Handsome CEO!

"Sir, we will have a meeting with Jiang Group about the deal to open a new mall in Shanghai. This meeting has been scheduled tomorrow, ten in the morning," a female secretary informed while she tried to keep up the pace of the tall man in front of her.

"Okay," the man said while his shining black shoes tapped the main lobby at a rhythmical pace. He walked steadily as he ignored the awed gazes of the staff and guests in the main lobby. He wore the typical black suit with a white shirt inside. He had a red tie carefully hanging on his collar.

He wore a slim-fit suit that showed his tall figure and wide-as-ocean shoulder. He had his hair permed and combed back. But the clear highlight of this man was his handsome face. He had a strong jawline, straight eyebrows, straight nose, and peach blossom eyes.

He also had a small beauty mark under his right eye.

'Ah… Mr. Feng is very handsome indeed.'

Who didn't know about Feng Xiaojun? He was a man in his late twenties. He was the first son of one of the richest men in Beijing. As the heir of the Feng Group, the largest company with many ranging achievements in his portfolio, Feng Xiaojun took the mantle as CEO of Feng Group at the age of twenty-five.

In only three years after he took the position, Feng Group already reached a new height. He expanded the business, and Feng Xiaojun rose up in the business circle as the man with the golden finger because he could turn anything he touched into a goldmine.

However, the twenty-eight-year-old CEO still got no one by his side, nor did he seem to be close to any woman. Although he was drowning with women who chased him, to the moon and back, he was not interested in at least go on a date with them once.

Thus, people concluded that Mr. Feng was too busy with his work, or maybe he was just not interested in someone yet.

Thus, the number of admirers and stalkers kept on piling up every day. Feng Xiaojun became some sort of celebrity in social media. He was hailed as the 'Dream CEO.'

"Good morning, Sir," the security guard greeted and opened the private lift for Feng Xiaojun.

Xiaojun nodded and entered the lift, the lift raised to the top floor of this building solely owned by Feng Group. It stopped at the top floor, and he was greeted by the vast space dedicated to his office.

The secretary walked first and opened the door for Xiaojun. Once they were inside his office, Xiaojun asked his secretary, "You really want to quit? Is there something not to your liking? You have been working here for a long time. I don't want to lose someone valuable like you."

The secretary shook her head and replied, "Sir, I am already forty-five this year. I can't keep up with your busy schedule anymore. I also have two kids in middle school and a husband. I can't juggle between my family and work."

"But Aunty Xu, it will be hard without your help," Xiaojun complained, "You've been working here since my dad was in charge. You know everything about this company."

"You scoundrel! We are in the office, call me Secretary Xu!" the secretary scolded.

"Eh.. but you have been working for twenty-three years already, you have been watching me growing up from a toddler to CEO, don't you feel a bit of familial pity for me?" Xiaojun tried to show his grieved puppy expression, but Aunty Xu slapped him with reality.

"You are twenty-eight already! Go find a wife or at least a girlfriend!" Aunty Xu scolded Xiaojun. She put down the document of new applicants on Xiaojun's desk. She then said, "I have picked the eight best candidates to be your new secretary. They are young, fresh, and professional. They will do an interview one by one with you today. If you don't pick anyone this time, I will tell your parents about setting up a marriage for you!"

"D—Don't!" Xiaojun reacted immediately, "Anything but that!"

"Then pick one!" Aunty Xu left Xiaojun's office and closed the door. She sat outside, on her secretary's desk.

***

"Oh no, no, no, no, this is really bad," Xiaojun was stumped when he started reading the applicants personal information. They were all fresh, young women around his age. Aunty Xu was trying to set him up with a good looking secretary to spice up his dry as Sahara desert love life.

But they were all women!

W.O.M.A.N

F.E.M.A.L.E.

Xiaojun couldn't date any of them because he was not even straight! He had been bent out of shape like that wiggling, rubber pencil, thanks to his long time hobby since he was fifteen.

Xiaojun tasted that forbidden fruit of Boys Love or Yaoi since fifteen when he found an action manga that he thought was about two best friends fighting against evil. He binge read it in his free time until he flipped the last few panels of that manga and saw the holy picture of the forbidden fruit that had fallen upon his pure mind.

The two male 'best friends' kissed and confessed to each other!

Xiaojun was shocked to the bone. He thought he had seen something so gross and threw away the manga to the trash can in his room.

Until he got curious and took that manga from the trash can and continued reading.

"Frick! Give me a middle-aged married woman with a husband and five kids as a secretary instead!" Xiaojun had a headache thinking about meeting these applicants and interviewed them one by one.

"Or at least… let me pick a male secretary…"

"Nah, I don't think I can handle that," Xiaojun started thinking about his virgin life. If he got a male secretary, especially a handsome, young secretary, he would never be able to focus on his work.

"I guess there is no way out. Should I try to intimidate them? No, I don't want them to be scared. Maybe I should just find an aunty from the nearest park and make her my new secretary. Or should I—"

Ding-Ding!

A notification on Xiaojun's phone stopped his train of thought. He took out the phone from his pocket and clicked on one app. He forgot all his problems while reading the newest chapter of his current favorite Boys Love book.

"Killing Stalking has a new update, Ehe… Wehehe…"

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