163: Chapter 163 Boss, don't you want to see if it's good or not?

"Alright, this is the one. Can we sign it in the company's name?"

The agent froze for a moment, then quickly reacted with an even deeper smile: "Yes, signing in the company's name is no problem. You just need to provide a copy of the business license and the legal representative's ID. The contract header will be the company name, and the lessee will be the company."

The benefit of signing as a company was that Chen Fan didn't have to spend his own money. The rent would go through the company's accounts as employee housing, which counted as an operating cost and could be deducted from corporate income tax.

At nine thousand a month, that was 108,000 a year. With a 25% tax rate, he could deduct 27,000 in taxes, meaning the actual cost was only 81,000—much more cost-effective than renting as an individual.

A copy of the legal representative's ID could be printed anytime, but the business license and the official seal were at the company. Chen Fan looked at the agent: "I didn't bring the official seal; it's at the company. Can we not sign today?"

The agent smiled: "It's fine. You can sign the contract first, then just send it over once the official seal is stamped. Or, I can take the contract to your company now to sign it there."

"Alright, let's go to my company to sign it then."

"No problem, Mr. Chen. I'll prepare the contract first."

After returning to the shop, the agent showed Chen Fan the power of attorney and the landlord's property deed. Once he confirmed everything was in order, Chen Fan signed his name as the company's legal representative.

The agent took the contract, pulled an ink pad box from her folder, took out the official seal, and stamped the lessor's section. The red ink left a clear mark on the paper.

She closed the stamp, let Chen Fan take a look at the contract, and then put it back into her folder.

"Mr. Chen, let's go. We'll head to your company to stamp it."

Upon arriving at the Software Park Building, Chen Fan told Qiao Linlin to wait in the car; he didn't let her come up.

Although it was the weekend, some employees were still on duty. If Qiao Linlin went into the company dressed like that, people would definitely gossip—even if the gossip might actually be true. He went upstairs with only the agent.

Half an hour later, Chen Fan and the beaming agent walked out of the building.

After stamping it, he had directly operated the company account to make the payment. Normally, finance should submit an application for his approval, but since the finance department wasn't working on the weekend, he handled it himself.

Returning to the shop once more, the agent handed Chen Fan a box containing two keycards and three keys.

"Mr. Chen, here are the keys and the keycards. Keep them safe; you can move in today."

"Alright." Chen Fan took the box and handed it to Qiao Linlin. Qiao Linlin took it, cradling it in her arms and gently stroking the lid, the joy in her eyes almost overflowing.

Leaving the agency shop, the two got into the car. Chen Fan looked at Qiao Linlin: "When do you plan to move?"

Qiao Linlin thought for a moment: "Tomorrow, probably. I don't have much stuff; I'll just find a moving company."

"Alright, so now?"

"Whatever you say."

Chen Fan didn't say anything, started the car, and drove away from the agency.

Over forty minutes later, the car stopped in the parking lot of a high-end shopping mall.

Getting out of the car, Qiao Linlin naturally took Chen Fan's arm. It was the weekend, and the mall was crowded. As a handsome man and a beautiful woman, they attracted many glances.

After wandering the mall for over an hour, Chen Fan bought Qiao Linlin several pieces of clothing, shoes, and some intimate apparel, spending over ten thousand yuan.

After eating at the mall, the two continued shopping for the rest of the afternoon.

At 8:00 PM, the car stopped below her apartment building.

"Boss, do you want to come up?" Qiao Linlin looked at Chen Fan with a beaming smile.

"Forget it, I won't go up tonight. You have to move tomorrow."

"Don't you want to see if the clothes and high heels we bought today look good, Boss?" Qiao Linlin leaned in, a refreshing scent of perfume wafting over—the kind of fragrance that could stir up the deepest desires in one's heart.

Her eyes were seductive, the corners slightly upturned, carrying a thin, watery shimmer.

Chen Fan coughed: "Alright, I'll go up and take a look."

Seeing Chen Fan's interest piqued, a hint of cunning flashed in Qiao Linlin's eyes.

Back at home, Qiao Linlin went to shower while Chen Fan lay on the sofa playing on his phone.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of high heels clicking on the floor approached.

He looked up to see Qiao Linlin in a white spaghetti-strap nightgown, her legs wrapped in white stockings, and a pair of white high heels about ten centimeters tall on her feet.

She seemed to have reapplied her eyeshadow and put on pink lipstick. Under the lights, she was incredibly alluring.

Chen Fan's throat involuntarily swallowed.

Black yesterday, white today.

She was certainly finding different ways to seduce him.

...

The next morning after 7:00 AM, Chen Fan woke up early, feeling refreshed.

He looked down at Qiao Linlin in his arms; she was still nestled against his chest, sleeping soundly. Her eyelashes were lowered and the corners of her mouth were curled up, like a satisfied cat.

Looking around, the already small bedroom was now littered with clothes scattered across the floor.

He didn't wake Qiao Linlin. Since the night before last had been her first time, Chen Fan hadn't pushed her too hard.

But she had recovered by last night, so he had indulged himself a bit. The consequence was that Qiao Linlin had eventually begged for mercy because she couldn't take any more, and she still hadn't woken up.

After finishing his morning routine and seeing no sign of Qiao Linlin waking up, Chen Fan changed his shoes, took her house keys, and headed out.

Half an hour later, he returned with breakfast. Hearing the noise, Qiao Linlin finally woke up. Seeing the breakfast laid out on the table, a flash of surprise crossed her eyes.

"Boss, you already bought breakfast?"

"I saw you weren't up, so I went down to grab some breakfast."

"Heehee, Boss, you're the best." Qiao Linlin walked over and gave Chen Fan a kiss before heading off to wash up.

Watching Qiao Linlin's back as she walked toward the bathroom, Chen Fan couldn't help but smile helplessly.

Since they had established a physical relationship, Qiao Linlin had become even more open around him, her speech always tinged with a bit of coquettishness and intimacy.

However, Chen Fan didn't dislike it; he actually quite liked the feeling. Moreover, Qiao Linlin was very smart; she knew her place and didn't act spoiled or arrogant, which made Chen Fan very satisfied.

After breakfast, the two began packing. They quickly gathered a large pile of clothes, shoes, skincare products, and cosmetics, which stacked up like a small mountain.

Looking at the pile, Chen Fan couldn't help but speak up: "Just throw away the old clothes and shoes. Only take the ones I bought for you."

"Same with the skincare and cosmetics. Throw away what should be thrown away, and just keep a few useful ones."

"Throw them all away?" Qiao Linlin was a bit reluctant.

"Yes, throw them away. I'll buy you whatever you're missing."

Hearing this, the reluctance on Qiao Linlin's face vanished instantly, and she nodded happily.

Ultimately, at Chen Fan's request, she threw away most of her things, even discarding her bedding, leaving only a small portion of clothing and some items with sentimental value.

Compared to the massive pile she had thrown away, what remained was very little—just enough to fill two suitcases, which Chen Fan's car could fit in one trip.

After packing, Chen Fan had Qiao Linlin call the landlord. The landlord arrived quickly, checked that the house was in good condition, and refunded her the remaining half-month's rent.