"Oh gosh! He actually came to our school for fried vermicelli! He's so down-to-earth."
There was a long pause.
Everyone started making a commotion as they talked about them in excited voices. Yan Rusheng and Wen Xuxu ignored them. They were used to this kind of attention and were naturally unconcerned.
At the age of thirteen or fourteen years old, these kids were already such busybodies.
The fried-beef vermicelli was served, and the savory smell alone was enough to whet one's appetite. Xuxu couldn't wait to tuck in. She sank her chopsticks into a piece of beef and shoved it into her mouth, chewing with satisfaction.
Look how attractive she is.
Young Master Yan rolled his eyes at her. "What a chowhound."
Having said that, he picked up the biggest piece of beef on the plate with his chopsticks and put it right into his mouth.
Xuxu glared at him. "Hey, Yan Rusheng, I thought you weren't eating?"
"Okay then, I'll give it back to you." He removed a small piece of beef from his mouth and grinned devilishly at Xuxu.
Xuxu was dumbfounded. Not only did he eat her beef, but he also went ahead and devoured her vermicelli!
They ate and bickered at the same time. It was as if they had traveled back in time, back to those lovely years.
Those busybodies around them looked on, green with envy.
As Xuxu had predicted, the board of directors started inquiring about the contract with Country Y.
At the board meeting, those old men whom Young Master Yan hated immediately got to the heart of the matter. They requested to know why they failed to sign the contract when discussions had been going so smoothly.
Yan Rusheng merely replied, "Flourish & Prosper does not lack funds."
They were stunned. Who in their right mind would refuse more money?
Furthermore, this was Flourish & Prosper's first major international venture. No one would simply accept that they had lost the deal.
Thus, those old directors, who had always been fearful of Yan Rusheng, came to a common agreement: they would spare no effort to accuse him of misconduct.
There was a look of annoyance on Yan Rusheng's face as he leaned back lazily on his chair. Knitting his eyebrows, he listened to those old fellows berating him one after another.
He suddenly felt an urge to flip the table.
However, he chose not to do it. Not because he was restraining himself, but because it was impossible to flip up the conjoined table.
Sitting beside him, Xuxu could sense his aura getting colder, and his patience was running out.
She deliberated for a moment and then stepped forward to explain. "Uncles, there is still some leeway for this matter. Let me discuss it with President Yan again, and then we'll give a satisfactory answer to everyone."
"Xuxu, it's not that we don't trust you, but this is no small issue, and it concerns everyone's interests," a board director replied to her, and then added, "President Yan must give us a satisfactory explanation today."
"Yes, I agree," another one piped up. "We are aware of the situation. This problem was a result of President Yan's personal interest."
There was a long pause
Xuxu waited for everyone to calm down before opening her mouth to speak. "Regardless of where the problem lies, we still need to find a solution. Even if President Yan gives you an explanation, would you be able to recover the incurred damages?"
She smiled reassuringly, looking at everyone's faces.
They were still not satisfied. "President Yan needs to present his stance."
Having said all that, they just wanted Yan Rusheng to make things clear to them.
"My stance is" All of a sudden, Yan Rusheng spoke in an unhurried manner. This made Xuxu apprehensive; she pinched his thigh in secret and shot him a warning look.
She smiled at everyone again and said, "President Yan's stance is the same as mine."
Hearing this, everyone nodded reluctantly. "If that's the case, then we look forward to your good news."