"Alright." Yan Rusheng nodded thoughtfully and waved Xuxu away. "You can go home first."
Go home first? Xuxu was a little startled. Did you forget that your other secretary is on sick leave today?
She pondered briefly and tried to remind him gently. "Secretary Chen is not around."
Yan Rusheng knitted his eyebrows in annoyance. "I know, but I want you to go home first."
Seeing that he was about to lose his cool, Xuxu stopped short and replied with an 'Okay' before leaving.
She also wasn't in the mood to attend any social engagements. Thus, it was a good thing that she didn't have to go with him.
"President Yan, didn't your secretary come with you?"
"The distance is too far, and she gets motion sick."
As he sat in the car earlier, he remembered the time he visited Princess Lu Fei in Country Y. Her son, Charles, was greatly disappointed when he saw that Xuxu hadn't joined them.
Over dinner, he repeatedly talked about Xuxu without concealing his admiration for her.
This silly woman, you keep attracting unnecessary attention from all the men.
In a big and luxurious private room.
Yan Rusheng went unaccompanied to meet his three associates, and the meeting started off with the usual exchange of conventional greetings.
"President Yan, I'm very happy to see you again." Charles shook Yan Rusheng's hand and then stole a glance behind him. His deep blue eyes revealed a hint of disappointment. "Didn't Secretary Wen come with you?"
This guy is so annoying.
The look on Yan Rusheng's face changed. He feigned a smile and replied, "My wife hasn't been feeling well these past few days."
There was a worried look on Charles' handsome face. "What happened to Secretary Wen?"
He didn't wait for Yan Rusheng's reply and asked with deep concern, "I should pay her a visit one day."
No further explanation needed. Young Master Yan's face turned black. "..."
Are foreigners so insensitive to the facial expressions of Chinese people?
He had purposely raised his tone when he said 'my wife', and yet he continued to show excessive concern for his woman. Didn't he feel that it was inappropriate?
"Mr. Charles, please take a seat." He restrained his displeasure and sat down.
The collaboration with Country Y had already reached the final stage of discussion, which was the contract signing.
Princess Lu Fei was here especially to sign the contract.
The document was placed on the table. Charles was about to sign on the dotted line when he suddenly stopped.
He raised his head and looked at Yan Rusheng. "I would like to add one more clause to the contract."
Yan Rusheng nodded his head. "What clause do you wish to add?"
His patience was running out. If it weren't for the sake of an international collaboration, he would have fallen out with them during his last trip to Country Y because of Charles' eager concern for Wen Xuxu.
They had already reached the contract-signing stage, yet he was still requesting to add on another project.
Well done, Charles!
"The person-in-charge of this new clause will be your secretary, Wen Xuxu." He told Yan Rusheng straight to his face, without attempting to conceal his affection for Wen Xuxu.
The Chinese believed that familiarity breeds fondness, but he believed in love at first sight.
He couldn't forget Wen Xuxu, this unique oriental lady with her air of arrogance and aloofness.
It was love at first sight for him.
Indeed... I should have fallen out with him much earlier.
Yan Rusheng held the contract in his hands and stared at Charles. His rakish lips slowly evoked a chilling radiance.
"Mr. Charles, there's no need to sign this contract anymore." He tore the contract into shreds and threw the pieces up into the air.