Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

"You're definitely our benefactor and our goddess." The young policewoman squealed.

A mature one beside her asked. "Ms. Ling, it's great to have you on our side. Should I inform our chief of your arrival?"

"Hmm, don't. I'm making a surprise one to spook her on the desk." Ling Qingyu said in a funny manner.

The four policewomen giggled. "We're envious of your close relationship. How do you two meet?"

As expected, the gossip came but Ling Qingyu smiled with a finger on her lips and simply said: "Secret!"

"How selfish!" The girls whined.

"Speaking of your chief, has she eaten lunch?" Ling Qingyu asked.

The girls exchanged glances and shook their heads at the same time. "Not that we're aware of. We haven't seen her leave the building yet since this morning. So, we don't think she has eaten yet."

"How about you girls?"

"We did half an hour ago."

"What? That's still late, right? Don't tell me this happens regularly." Ling Qingyu frowned. "It's an unhealthy lifestyle. They might not show up in the beginning but the way you hurt your bodies will suffice in the future. You're destroying your originally strong and healthy bodies."

The girls shrugged. "We can't help it. The work is busy and the free time is very short. Furthermore, the nearest place to eat is a 30-minute walk. And Chief Yang might be more busy than us."

"How come they aren't very close to your station?" Ling Qingyu was curious why no one opened a restaurant. The business was guaranteed to boom with regular customers from the police force.

"There are but these were all light snacks."

"I see. Why not order takeout?"

"Frequent takeout is also unhealthy, not to mention the packages are in plastics. Of course, the main reason is it takes too long to receive your food and sometimes because of emerging cases, the food has to be left behind."

Ling Qingyu nodded imperceptibly and knocked her nail against the desk surface. Soon, she called Lin Xiao to ask if she could still deliver lunchbox for two portions.

She was relieved to hear a positive answer and hung up the call. She made another call to a good restaurant, ordering fried rice and potato chips for everyone in the station.

"How many staff are here?" Ling Qingyu asked one of the policewomen, who also widened her eyes, knowing fully well, what Ling Qingyu intended to do. "Don't be in a daze. Someone is waiting."

After receiving a number, Ling Qingyu finished ordering and noticed the four policewomen were looking at her with complicated eyes. "What's wrong again? Don't worry about the plastic"

"Hey…We don't know what to say except thanking you in place of the entire station." The mature one said.

Ling Qingyu waved her hand nonchalantly. "Forget about the formalities. Take it as a treat for my good mood. I had a successful business deal this morning. I want to increase my good fortune."

"Ms. Ling. You're doing too much that we felt we owe you more and more."

"Since your Chief Yang takes care of everyone like close ones, I'll treat you the same as a friend." Ling Qingyu didn't say—Yang's subordinates were also hers, because differentiating classes in a conversation might be offensive even if she spoke the truth.

Knowing Ling Qingyu was trying to play down, the girls returned to normal banter and cooperated. Anyway, they had already planned to tell everyone about Ling Qingyu's gifts.

In fact, they were thinking too much. Ling Qingyu initially didn't have such a plan but when she informed her butler to bring two lunchboxes for Yang Qingyue and Cai Ning, she realized leaving nothing for the rest wasn't a good display.

Although no one had the right to say against her or judge her behavior if she did nothing, it was still an impoliteness on her part.

Ordering food for everyone also didn't cost too much for Ling Qingyu and she gained additional favors from the police officers.

"Oh yes. Now that we were talking about food, I have an idea." Ling Qingyu said. "I intend to set up a large canteen area, just for everyone so that you can eat a sumptuous meal and a healthy one too."

"Is Ms. Ling serious?"

"I'm serious. I don't want to hear in the next decades, that someone I know suffers stomach cancer or similar diseases." Ling Qingyu replied.

"Well, it's an excellent idea but we don't have the power to decide." The mature policewoman answered.

"I know you don't. I'm discussing the plausibility of my idea." Ling Qingyu said. "The main doubt I have is whether there'll be an available floor for a canteen."

"The building is mostly occupied. We do have an open space in front of us where Ms. Ling's idea can come to light. I'm not sure what you think."

"That open space belongs to you?" Ling Qingyu asked in doubt.

The policewomen nodded and Ling Qingyu pursed her lips. "In any case, it'll take a while before my idea can come true. I'll discuss with your chief for details."

"Yes, Miss. It's better than talking with us. Our brain can't think more related to your idea. I'm sorry, we cannot provide the necessary help."

"Please, stop saying like this. You, girls, help me a lot. How wouldn't I know of eating problems if I didn't speak with you." Ling Qingyu pretended to scold them in a light tone.

"Hehe."

Ling Qingyu rolled her eyes, seeing them giggling at her fierce expression. "Alright, can one of you accompany me upstairs to meet with your Chief Yang."

"It'll be my pleasure." The mature one spoke fast, drawing jealous eyes from her colleagues. "Please follow me, Ms. Ling."

"Thank you." Ling Qingyu replied and looked at the rest, saying goodbye. "Bye. We'll talk later then."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The two left the complaining group of policewomen behind. Two policemen barged straight toward them; Ling Qingyu and a mature policewoman dodged to the side.

The female officer didn't forget to complain. "Why are you in a rush? What happened?"

"Ah, Sergeant Mi, you can scold us later. We have a case to solve." One of the two policemen didn't even stop and replied.

The other halted his footsteps and apologized. "I'm sorry, we got a call for help to rescue a cat. I'll be leaving."

"Isn't that supposed to be the job of a fire department?" Sergeant Mi slapped her forehead and asked but no answer came as the two men were out of sight.

Ling Qingyu and Sergeant Mi exchanged weird glances, until the mature female officer coughed and excused herself. "Perhaps, fire department is currently busy."

"Or maybe our city is getting better and better." Ling Qingyu smiled.