I Dragged My Fiance's Uncle off the Altar - Chapter 10

Chapter 10: This Is Your Problem
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The purchase agreement was for the acquisition of Lirong Corporation. Xing Shu had already met with the person-in-charge of Lirong Corporation. If she did not submit the purchase agreement at this juncture, it would have a huge impact on the reputation of Cheng Corporation Group and herself. Xing Shu gritted her teeth and called Cheng Xingyang. A familiar female voice emanated from the other end of the phone. “He’s taking a shower now.” It was Xing Linlin’s voice.
Xing Shu took a deep breath. “I don’t care what he’s doing. If he doesn’t arrive at the office in half an hour, I’ll submit this purchase agreement to the office on the top floor.”
Xing Linlin did not understand what was at stake. She deliberately did not tell Cheng Xingyang about her visit to the Xing family yesterday. When Cheng Xingyang came back from work and found her missing, he indeed went to confront Xing Shu. Xing Linlin’s lips curled up. “Within half an hour? Just wait then.”
After hanging up, Xing Shu set a countdown timer of half an hour.
Hu Jie also heard the woman’s voice on the other end of the line, especially the ambiguous words “taking a shower.” She looked at Xing Shu with sympathy and disdain, before sneering. “Xing Shu, I don’t want to rush you, but acquiring Lirong Corporation is part of the company’s plan. If it was held back by your private matters, the entire department’s efforts will be in vain.”
This was clearly Cheng Xingyang’s responsibility, but because his surname was Cheng—he was a member of the Cheng family—no one dared to say anything about him. Hence, Xing Shu—with no formidable background and jilted by Cheng Xingyang—became the scapegoat.
Now that Cheng Lang was personally overseeing Cheng Corporation Group, any mishap would attract his attention. If things went south, it would indeed implicate the entire department.
Xing Shu sat on the chair and waited for Cheng Xingyang. In the end, she did not see Cheng Xingyang. Instead, she received a call from him. “Xing Shu, I’m very dissatisfied with the purchase agreement you prepared for Lirong Corporation. I have doubts about your competence, so your position has been replaced by Hu Jie.”
Cheng Xingyang did not care much about the company’s business, nor did he understand it. However, he had a veto power over everyone in the department because of who he was.
Xing Shu took a deep breath. “Cheng Xingyang, don’t mix personal grudges with business. How many people did we send to Lirong Corporation to conduct due diligence for this acquisition case? How much manpower and material resources did we spend? You replaced me with blithe indifference by way of a casual excuse of ‘you doubt my competence’?”
“This is your problem.” Cheng Xingyang did not care about that at all; he just wanted to take revenge on Xing Shu. “You’re reaping what you sow.”
After hanging up, Xing Shu suddenly stood up—picked up the purchase agreement on the table—and went straight to the top floor. Everyone in the department was very shocked. When they realized what Xing Shu wanted to do, their eyes were filled with mockery.
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On the top floor, Jian Yaochuan saw Xing Shu coming over and said impassively, “Miss Xing, the President is in a meeting.”
Xing Shu would have been fine to wait here, but Lirong Corporation was pressing her and she did not have much time. Cheng Xingyang could not care less about the acquisition.
“The President’s meeting ends at three in the afternoon, after which, there’s an overseas video conference that will last until seven o’clock. He has to attend a charity gala at seven-thirty sharp and will be home at nine.” Jian Yaochuan said in a dutiful tone as he flipped through Cheng Lang’s schedule. He then adjusted his glasses. “The President will only have personal time after nine o’clock.”
Jian Yaochuan probably did not mean anything by it, but Xing Shu still felt uncomfortable with the last sentence. She pressed her chest and asked, “Can I get President Cheng’s contact information?” She needed to talk to Cheng Lang personally about Lirong Corporation.
Jian Yaochuan replied, “I’m sorry, I can’t give the President’s contact information to others without his permission.”
These words extinguished all of Xing Shu’s impulses. She sneered. Although she had a physical relationship with Cheng Lang, this assistant—Jian Yaochuan did not treat her any differently. His attitude also reflected Cheng Lang’s attitude. She had crossed the line by coming to the top floor without permission today. Although she was an employee of Cheng Corporation Group, she was not senior management. If she wanted to see Cheng Lang, she had to make an appointment in advance. Armed with just a purchase agreement that lacked acquisition fee, she expected to see Cheng Lang. What a laughing stock!
After realizing this, Xing Shu also saw herself for what she truly was—she was just Cheng Lang’s bed partner. As for his words about protecting her, they were just pillow talk.