Ye Chen's eyes swept over the sight of Wang Rui holding Cheng Anya's hand. His gaze sharpened into a cold glint of fury. Without a word, Anya quickly pulled her hand back and stood still, her face expressionless.
The other secretaries were trembling in their heels—the president looked absolutely terrifying.
The moment Chen Yingying saw Ye Chen, her eyes lit up with a greenish glow, like a starving wolf spotting a juicy piece of meat. She instantly put on her most alluring expression, batting her lashes seductively.
Ugh. Seriously?
What was she trying to flaunt—her ability to act slutty?
"President, Young Master Wang is here!" someone announced.
"If you're here to flirt with my secretary, Wang, then please leave. And you, Cheng Anya—act professional during work hours. Stop flirting and fooling around!" Ye Chen's voice was icy as he walked into his office.
Anya shivered slightly. You're the one attracting all the attention, okay?
Chen Yingying smirked triumphantly at the scolding Anya got, her heels clicking proudly as she strutted into the room like she owned the place.
What a joke.
If Ye Chen actually fell for a woman like that, Anya would seriously start doubting his taste.
She brewed three cups of coffee and brought them in. Just as she was about to step out, Ye Chen's voice chilled the room.
"Miss Cheng, stay. Sit in on the meeting."
A perfect secretary never questions her superior's orders.
"Yes, sir." Although Anya had no idea what he was up to, she stood quietly in the corner. This man was ruthless, unpredictable—she knew better than to try and figure him out. Safer to stay cautious and silent.
Why did Ye Chen want Anya in the room?
Wang Rui couldn't figure out their relationship. Ye Chen was impossible to read, and Anya? She always wore that polite, serene smile like a mask. He had no clue what she was really thinking.
Chen Yingying, who had been trying desperately to catch Ye Chen's eye with flirty glances, instantly turned green with jealousy when she saw Anya was staying.
Damn that woman. Always getting in my way.
Ye Chen was rich, powerful, devastatingly handsome—the ultimate catch. If she could just get him to notice her, she was sure she could win him over. And once she did, she'd kick Cheng Anya right out of the picture.
Anya caught the hatred in her eyes and couldn't help but smile inwardly. Lady, you'd better go buy yourself a bed and take a nap at the supermarket—maybe you'll be able to keep dreaming.
Wang Enterprises was an old household brand in City A, specializing in daily consumer goods. It had a solid scale, but over the past year, the financial crisis hit hard. Wang Rui lost a lot in the stock market, and now the company was struggling with cash flow. He was here today to beg S Corp for investment, hoping it would be the lifeline he needed.
"President Ye, we've got a network of reliable suppliers and a loyal customer base. Wang Enterprises has huge growth potential. This is just a temporary cash flow issue. If you'd invest, I'm confident I can get us back on track. Honestly, for you, it's just a drop in the bucket—you wouldn't even feel it, right?" Wang Rui tried his best to butter up Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's deep eyes betrayed no emotion. He glanced over the company's performance report and future plans, his long fingers tapping rhythmically on the desk. The sound echoed like a ticking bomb in Wang Rui's chest. His heart thudded, and he gulped nervously.
One word from Ye Chen could make or break his company.
"President Ye, please consider it. Wang Enterprises really has strong advantages in the industry. We can make money together," Chen Yingying chimed in, her voice sugary-sweet.
Her flirty tone made Anya shudder. Ugh, could you not be so gross?
(⊙_⊙)…She glanced down at her arm—goosebumps were going wild like a monster rave party.
"Miss Cheng, what's your opinion?" Ye Chen suddenly looked up and asked, catching everyone off guard.