W Corporation's headquarters is located in Li City, China, but its subsidiaries are all over the world. The industries it involves are countless, and as long as there is a profitable project, the figure of W Corporation can be found. Hou Chengyi, the president of W Corporation, is only 27 years old. He returned to his home country three months ago to take over the W Company that his grandfather had been managing. In just three short months, he doubled the profits of the headquarters. His keen business acumen earned him praise from the entire business community. However, his ruthless and fierce work methods made others tremble in fear.
A low-key black Ferrari pulled up. The staff at the door spontaneously lined up in two rows, nodded and bowed to the man stepping out of the car.
"Good morning, President."
His commanding presence upon arrival makes one dares not lift his head. He dressed impeccably in an advanced handmade silver-gray suit that perfectly showcased his attractive body lines. Broad shoulders, slim waist, perfect for suits. Short black hair, bright eyes, extraordinary temperament. A combination of exquisite facial features and a height of 1.9 meters, coupled with a cold expression on his face, made him seem utterly unapproachable.
President's office, W Corporation.
Close to quitting time, Ling Yu stood respectfully in front of Hou Chengyi holding files.
"President, I've thoroughly investigated. Her name is Ren Xiyang. Her parents own a small noodle shop. She has a sickly younger brother. Currently, she works at a small bar. She also has a fiancé..."
"A fiancé? Give it here." At the words "fiancé", Hou Chengyi's eyebrows furrowed. He quickly perused the document handed to him by Ling Yu.
"Let's go now." Hou Chengyi put down the documents, stood up and headed out.
The busiest time at the Colorful bar was also the quitting time, which was also the busiest time for Ren Xiyang. She darted about between the private rooms.
"We will buy as much as you can drink."
Two around-40-year-old overweight men were sinking into the couch. Their lustful eyes were fixed on Ren Xiyang's mini working uniform. Dirty desires were written all over their eyes.
Ren Xiyang nodded, said no more, picked up a crate of beer, and put it on the coffee table. Then she calmly opened all the beer bottles. She needed money, and this was the fastest way.
20 minutes later, there were hardly any beers left. Ren Xiyang felt a wave of nausea in her stomach. She was pushing her limits, and her head was spinning terribly.
"Sir, I have finished all the beer. The total is 459 yuan. Do you want to use cash or a credit card?" Ren Xiyang held her forehead with one hand and extended the other towards the man in front of her.
"Hey, no rush. We might have finished the beer, but we haven't started on the wine yet. Let's drink this one first, then I'll settle the bill for you," one of the men picked up the red wine in front of him and headed over to Ren Xiyi.
Ren Xiyi frowned at the wine glass in front of her and hesitated, "Fine." She nodded and took the drink, the alcohol sliding down her throat and into her stomach, causing a fierce churn. Probably due to mixing drinks, she felt a whole-body heat sensation from just a glass of red wine, and her vision became even blurrier.
Seeing this, the two men exchanged smiles, and took hold of the dazed Ren Xiyi and started to head out.
There was a sudden "bam," and the tightly shut box door was kicked open from the outside.
"Who the hell are you? Are you blind or what?" The men, seeing someone barging in out of nowhere, started cursing. With a cry of pain, they both fell to the ground. They groaned in agony but couldn't get up.
Ren Xiyi staggered a step, looking like she was going to become close friends with the floor when a pair of slender hands suddenly came into view and caught her.
Ren Xiyi leaned on the man's arm and used his strength to stand up. Following her gaze, the figure in front of her was swaying excessively. Ren Xiyi let out a hiccup, then reached out to steady herself by holding the man's face. She finally got him a bit into focus and the next second, she burst into laughter.
"Hehe, Zhang Yu, you came. I, hic, didn't I tell you that I could get there myself?"
Ling Yu looked on in shock at Hou Chengyi, sensing that he was about to get angry. After all, the President has always been germophobic and never permitted anyone to touch him, let alone pinch his face. Ling Yu watched Ren Xiyi with a sympathetic gaze.