Chapter Ninety-Three: The Beauty with Androphobia

A professional stance, a tall figure, long, shapely legs. Looking at the beautiful model before him, Lin Yang didn't need Bai Jing to say a word—he already understood what she wanted to discuss with him.

Advertising and promotion are the crucial centerpiece for any new product. To ensure that Golden Silkworm Powder would rapidly secure an important position in the pharmaceutical market once it launched, Bai Jing had spared no effort, carefully strategizing every single step.

And now, precisely because of the relentless pressure from Fangyu Pharmaceutical, Golden Silkworm Powder had to be launched ahead of schedule. Yet Bai Jing, far from panicking and grasping at straws in the urgency of the situation, remained extraordinarily meticulous in every move. It had taken considerable effort through connections to secure a well-known model, but due to scheduling conflicts, she'd had no choice but to drag Lin Yang out of bed at the crack of dawn.

"Sister Jing, what's so urgent that you couldn't let your little brother catch a few more winks?" Lin Yang was clearly playing dumb, pretending to be clueless. He feigned a half-asleep look, yawning with a hint of grievance, though his eyes couldn't help stealing extra glances at the model's alluring figure beside Bai Jing.

Mm, long, beautiful—he just wondered how they'd feel to the touch. When it came to a beautiful woman, any normal man's mind would inevitably conjure such a question, wouldn't it? Lin Yang admitted to himself that he was a normal man.

"Hmph, enjoying being the hands-off boss, aren't you? You're perfectly content to dump everything on me, without the slightest idea of how to cherish a lady's efforts." Bai Jing teased with a laugh, even as she ushered the two of them into the building.

The moment they entered, she headed straight for the elevator.

"Xiao Yang, this is a well-known model from the mainland—Dong Yingying. She was the runner-up in this year's modeling competition, you know." As they walked, Bai Jing introduced the long-legged beauty beside her to Lin Yang.

"Yingying, this is the Lin Yang I told you about—my business partner. He's also a famous cosmetic surgeon, so maybe he can help you out." Turning around, Bai Jing unexpectedly showed a rare girlish demeanor, blinking her lively eyes as she teased the model, Dong Yingying. The blink set her long lashes fluttering, exquisitely charming.

"Oh, so he's the Dr. Lin who's been the talk of Jinhai lately?" Dong Yingying revealed a hint of surprise with a strange look, and her gaze toward Lin Yang became tinged with a bit more curiosity.

After a round of introductions, the three quickly warmed up to one another, with the main topic of discussion being the upcoming advertisement design. As the owner of the Golden Silkworm Powder formula, Lin Yang naturally couldn't stay out of it. Though he kept insisting he wanted nothing to do with it, Bai Jing wouldn't let him play the absentee boss—after all, this concerned both their personal interests. If anything went wrong, neither of them could escape responsibility, and so Bai Jing was especially cautious.

Emerging from the elevator, Bai Jing invited the two into the semi-transparent conference room on the twenty-fifth floor. At this hour, the sun was just rising over the horizon, and the office, perched high above, was flooded with countless rays of dazzling morning light.

The three settled onto the sofas in the office, and Bai Jing ordered someone to brew tea. Then she reached into the materials she'd been carrying, pulling out two copies of a pre-prepared advertising plan, handing one to Lin Yang and one to Dong Yingying.

"Take a look first—if you have any opinions, speak up, and we'll discuss."

Mm, he nodded silently, and Lin Yang cast his gaze over the advertising plan in his hands. After only a few glances, a satisfied smile quickly spread across his face as he nodded repeatedly.

Now he understood why Bai Jing hadn't hired a big celebrity but instead a model to participate in the Golden Silkworm Powder campaign. From a certain perspective, Golden Silkworm Powder wasn't just a miraculous remedy for treating scars and nurturing skin tissue—it was also a beauty product. Hiring a big-name star would certainly be fine, but the effect wouldn't be as good as using a model.

Behind celebrities there are too many auras—singing, film, fashion, cosmetics, and all sorts of miscellaneous endorsements. As long as a star is willing to endorse something, even a men's product, it's perfectly acceptable.

Models, on the other hand, have far more limitations, and it was precisely those limitations that became an advantage in this particular case. At its core, a model is a symbol of beauty.

Bai Jing's advertising plan had almost no flaws; it was perfectly suited to the current launch of Golden Silkworm Powder. After all, in a third-rate city like Jinhai, truly pursuing a professional route was rather difficult—which was why Lin Yang was holding two different plans in his hands.

From Tang Yixue, Lin Yang had learned the difference between the professional route and the Japanese-styled route. His initial idea had been to take the professional route, and he'd already effectively contacted the wives' group to help promote within their social circles. That method wasn't bad, but compared to the detailed execution plan Bai Jing had handed over, it fell far short.

After finishing reading the advertising plan in his hands, he set it on the coffee table. Lin Yang's face was wreathed in smiles as he gazed at Bai Jing's pretty face, as if an inexhaustible fortune were about to come rolling in and stuff his wallet to the brim.

"Sister Jing, I basically have no objections." Lin Yang said with a roguish grin.

Nonsense—she'd done everything for him, and all he had to do was sit back and count his share of the money. What more could he possibly say? As for whether he genuinely had any objections in his heart, that was hard to say—after all, people are selfish by nature.

Hearing Lin Yang's words, Bai Jing's delicate brows furrowed slightly. She muttered inwardly—what did "basically no objections" even mean? That meant there were still objections, didn't it? She found that talking to Lin Yang was simply asking for trouble, so she decided to ignore the rascal and instead turned her head to look at Dong Yingying, whose gaze still hadn't left the documents.

Half a minute later, Dong Yingying smiled sweetly, neatly arranged the plan in her hands, and set it on the coffee table.

"Yingying, do you have any opinions?" As the protagonist of this plan, Bai Jing naturally had to ask for her input—especially since she had rather demanding requests.

Making a beautiful woman wear a bikini and go to the beach in the dead of winter, then moving on to a forest location for filming, and even having the male supporting actor embrace her—that was quite excessive for a woman with a sense of chastity.

Dong Yingying didn't answer right away. She hesitated for a moment before asking, "Sister Jing, wearing a bikini to the beach or filming in the forest—I have no problem with any of that. I just want to ask: who is the male supporting actor in your plan? If it's a stranger, I might feel a bit uncomfortable."

Bai Jing smiled lightly. This was well within her expectations. When she'd decided to use the model, she'd privately gathered information about Dong Yingying—what she liked, what she disliked, and what her taboos were. Bai Jing had it all under control.

For Dong Yingying, who had a mild case of androphobia, this was naturally a big issue. It wasn't that she hated men on sight, but she was unwilling to get close to strange men. This had given Bai Jing no small amount of headaches.

This was evident from the moment Lin Yang arrived—Dong Yingying had seemed to deliberately keep a certain distance from him the entire time, even refusing to shake his hand during the introductions.

So Bai Jing had simply stopped looking for a male supporting actor altogether. Her intention was obvious.

"Do you have anyone in mind?" Bai Jing asked Dong Yingying politely.

"Not at the moment." After a hesitation, Dong Yingying answered truthfully, though her gaze toward Lin Yang carried a few extra hints of disgust.

This wasn't really Dong Yingying's fault for being overly guarded—it was mainly because the man in question was too much of a lecher. He'd look at a woman's face, check out her figure, and couldn't resist stealing a few glances at her chest. It would be stranger if the lovely lady didn't stay wary.

Lin Yang had been about to interject, since in his view, the male supporting actor could just be picked at random—no need for all this fuss. But just as he was about to speak, Bai Jing, knowing exactly what he was going to say, leaned over and whispered a few words into his ear. That was what led to Lin Yang's gaze traveling up and down Dong Yingying.

And that also gradually made him forget his earlier irritation at the beauty having avoided his extended right hand during their introductions.

Androphobia—as a doctor, even a cosmetic surgeon, Lin Yang had done a bit of research on conditions in other fields. He'd heard plenty of people mention androphobia, but he'd never actually encountered a patient suffering from it. When Bai Jing told him that the beautiful model before him had this condition, it sparked an overwhelming curiosity in him.

Androphobia—generally, patients suffering from this condition had been hurt by a deeply loved man, which was why they developed it. But the young model before him was only around twenty-one or twenty-two. Lin Yang simply couldn't imagine what kind of bastard could have broken the heart of such a delicate, perfect-figured, beautiful woman so thoroughly that she wouldn't even spare a glance at a handsome man like himself.

However, his curiosity, as seen through Dong Yingying's eyes, naturally registered as the drooling lust of a sleaze. It would have been stranger if she didn't find him repulsive.

"Yingying, I won't say much more—I'll leave the task of choosing the male supporting actor to you. After all, you probably have male friends you're comfortable with. You're better suited to pick than I am." Bai Jing showed great trust in Dong Yingying, entrusting such an important matter entirely to her—a testament to Bai Jing's formidable ability in handling affairs.

With the choice of personnel settled, Bai Jing turned her gaze back to Lin Yang. The two of them had already agreed: the Japanese-styled route, the advertising campaign, and the stocking of the medicine were all her responsibility. Lin Yang just needed to gather some high-end customers to come show their support on the day the new drug launched. Now was the time to meet up and report on their respective tasks.

"What about your side—how's it going?" Bai Jing asked with a serious expression, because the high-end clients were crucial to the future development of the professional route.

Lin Yang let out a sly chuckle, wearing such a shameless expression that it made one want to march right up and kick him hard. He truthfully reported the plan for the wives' promotional group to Bai Jing, including how Mrs. Wang and the others were standing by at a moment's notice. Only then did the weight in Bai Jing's heart finally settle.

With so many things keeping her busy, there were some matters she simply couldn't attend to. And on another note, she hoped to keep Lin Yang at Baifu—because her intuition told her that this young man still had many unexpected, marvelous things to offer. That was a woman's instinct.

"Oh, right, Sister Jing—how's the matter with the mole been handled?" As if remembering something, Lin Yang looked up at Bai Jing and asked in a low voice.

Regarding the switching incident last time, and how it had all been resolved afterward—perhaps because she was too busy, Bai Jing had never brought it up with him again. But with the new drug about to launch, if the mole struck again with some fatal sabotage, all their efforts would go down the drain. This was something they couldn't afford to overlook.

Lin Yang was indolent, but he never let his guard down—especially not against a time bomb that could bring lethal harm at any moment.

"We have some leads, but not enough evidence. It's hard to make a move." Mentioning this, Bai Jing's expression couldn't help but sour. It had always been a thorn in her side. Since the switching incident, she hadn't let it slide, investigating in secret. But the mole was very cautious, and progress hadn't been smooth.