Wang Yun was dressed in her usual attire today - a form-fitting, alluring uniform suit paired with sleek black stockings. At first glance, she exuded a highly professional aura.
However, when Su Qi opened the door, she remarked that her wife Wang Yun looked drained. This was evident from the faint dark circles under her eyes.
After entering and removing her shoes, she let out a big yawn. Without even putting on slippers, she stumbled groggily towards the soft bed.
Wang Zijin, observing her sister, felt that she appeared even more exhausted than after being disciplined by their master the previous night.
In reality, Wang Yun was indeed much more fatigued than Wang Zijin. After all, Wang Zijin had only endured one night of stern correction.
As the President of Qi Yun Investment Co., Ltd., Wang Yun had encountered a wave of potential investors just two days after Su Qi finished her classes.
Being the boss, Wang Yun naturally welcomed all clients. However, she gradually realized that the number of visitors seemed excessive. Even the staff at Qi Yun Investment Co., Ltd. began to feel overwhelmed. Moreover, there were numerous high-value clients investing millions, who typically required personal communication with directors or higher-level executives.
Given that Qi Yun Investment Co., Ltd. was newly established with only two directors, Wang Yun, as the President, had to personally handle these matters.
On Thursday, things were manageable. Wang Yun finally signed the last deal at 11 PM.
After compiling recent data, Wang Yun finished work at 2 AM.
Then on Friday, right as the workday began, another flood of clients arrived.
Consequently, Wang Yun and her employees experienced their first "overnight work session," staying up all night.
After two days of poor rest, Wang Yun finally completed all tasks at 7 AM.
After receiving a call from her younger sister, she brought the little one back to their familiar home in Room 1507.
Normally, Wang Yun would have many clients to attend to today. Although the stock market closes on Fridays, investments don't pause for weekends.
The reason she wasn't receiving clients today wasn't due to physical exhaustion or because Qi Yun Investment Co., Ltd. was closed.
The main reason was that after last night's overtime accounting summary, Wang Yun discovered that Qi Yun Investment Co., Ltd. had reached its maximum available capital limit.
If Wang Yun were to accept more investments at this point, it would violate labor law regulations.
This brings up an interesting fact:
In reality, there are many venture capital firms similar to Qi Yun Investment Co., Ltd..
These investment companies generally operate within the financial sector, relying on invested capital for their operations.
This has led to instances where financial companies, after accumulating sufficient funds, have seen shareholders abscond.
To protect consumer agreements, there are now numerous restrictions on investment companies. One such restriction includes a maximum capital limit based on the company's classification.
Since Qi Yun Investment Co., Ltd.'s registered capital was only 10 million, classifying it as a small to medium-sized company, its maximum total capital capacity was limited to 1.5 billion.
Last night, with the influx of investors, Qi Yun Investment Co., Ltd. finally reached its disposable capital limit.
Unable to expand the business further, President Wang Yun instructed the company's publicity team to post an explanation about the investment cap on Qi Yun Investment Co., Ltd.'s official microblog.
This finally concluded the week's hectic work, allowing Wang Yun to return home for a much-needed nap.
Seeing her wife Wang Yun fall asleep without even removing her stockings or suit jacket, her brows furrowed in obvious fatigue, Su Qi felt a pang of sympathy. After brief contemplation, she slowly approached the bed.
She gently cradled her wife Wang Yun's head on her lap, her hands softly smoothing away the wrinkles on her forehead.
Xiao Xiaoxiao, noticing Sister Su's tenderness, brightened up. She lightly tugged on the arm of her Sister Zijin.
Feeling the little one's touch, Wang Zijin looked at her quizzically.
Xiao Xiaoxiao, blinking her bright eyes excitedly, said, "Sister Zijin, look! Sister Su is giving Sister Wang Yun a lap pillow!"
Wang Zijin, hearing the little one's words, paused for a moment, as she had indeed witnessed this scene before her.
Before she could question further, the little one explained, "Sister Zijin, look! Sister Su is using both knees as a lap pillow for Sister Wang Yun. It seems like two more people could sleep on those thighs!"
Prompted by Xiao Xiaoxiao's observation, Wang Zijin also noticed that her master's long, soft legs beneath the JK skirt were indeed unoccupied.
Realizing she had never experienced her master's lap pillow treatment, and still feeling the effects of last night's disciplinary session, Wang Zijin found herself wanting to sleep as well.
Meeting the Junior's bright eyes, Wang Zijin thought for a moment before nodding. The two then approached the pair on the bed.
Moments later, Su Qi looked at the two wives now occupying her left and right thighs, feeling both amused and resigned. However, she didn't stop them. After all, providing a lap pillow for three wives at once gave him a sense of accomplishment.
Wang Zijin, like her sister Wang Yun, quickly fell into a deep sleep due to the previous night's exertions.
However, Xiao Xiaoxiao, who had rested well the entire night, couldn't fall asleep.
She blinked her bright eyes, wanting to get a good look at her Sister Su, whom she hadn't seen for several days.
But she soon discovered that due to the lap pillow position, her view was entirely blocked by two obstructing spheres, preventing her from seeing Sister Su's face.
This realization left Xiao Xiaoxiao conflicted. On one hand, she wanted to enjoy the warm, soft lap pillow treatment from Su. On the other hand, she really wanted to see Sister Su's lovely face.
After brief consideration, Xiao Xiaoxiao quickly came up with a clever solution, befitting her high Intelligence.
She extended her small hands towards the obstructions blocking her view. With a gentle press, she could finally see Sister Su's delicate face.
Su Qi, feeling the strange sensation on her chest, instinctively looked down.
She saw that the culprit was her mischievous little wife.
Observing her happy smile and clean, small teeth, Su Qi thought about returning the gesture.
However, looking at her little wife's recently developing yet still modest assets, Su Qi decided against it.
After all, if they were to engage in mutual teasing, she would clearly be at a disadvantage!
Su Qi, watching her increasingly cheerful little wife, decided to let her enjoy herself for a few more days.
Then, when it was the little one's turn to serve her, she would definitely give her a big surprise.