"Xiao Ya, go see if you can find a suitable bodyguard and hire one."
Upon hearing this, Wu Xiaoya teased, "Boss, does a big guy like you really need a bodyguard?"
"It's not for me."
"Then who is it for? Don't tell me... it's for the missus?"
"You're really becoming a professional secretary, Xiao Ya. You read my mind perfectly."
"So it really is for the missus? In that case... how about we hire a handsome, 200-meter-tall guy for her?"
"That's a great idea. So great, in fact, that I'm tempted to dock your pay."
"Just kidding! I'll go find a suitable female bodyguard right away."
Wu Xiaoya didn't dare linger in Xue Yang's office, afraid that he might actually dock her salary on a whim. She quickly slipped away.
A female bodyguard... how am I supposed to find one of those? And she can't be too pretty, right? But she can't be too ugly, either. What if the missus doesn't like her? Ugh, this is giving me a headache.
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