C114

Fu Nuan pursed her lips, looking at the cup of wine in front of her, she felt a little awkward.

She knew that it was inevitable that they would drink together, but her tolerance for alcohol wasn't that good, not to mention that the other party was a dangerous person.

Since she couldn't refuse, she could only take a small sip and return the topic to the signing agreement.

Fu Sirou tried to interrupt him a few times but to no avail. Ever since Fu Nuan came in, that middle-aged greasy uncle no longer paid attention to him.

"Mr. Zhou, we should still talk business …"

"Miss Fu, are you not giving face to me, Zhou?"

Zhou Guokang's face darkened.

He didn't know Fu Nuan's identity and thought that she was just a beautiful secretary with a bit of Rong's Group. He could only blame her for not knowing the rules.

"Mr. Zhou, I'm here to sign the contract. If you are sincere, don't delay. If you haven't decided yet, we can talk next time. " Fu Nuan stiffly said.

At this point, she couldn't care less about offending others. She might as well just ask her to accompany him in eating, drinking, and laughing, but now … She couldn't do it!

This Zhou Guokang didn't look like a good person …

Zhou Guokang placed the wine cup on the table heavily. He was obviously angry, and he was no longer as courteous as he was before, directly revealing his true nature.

"If you want me to sign the contract, you have to drink this glass of wine. It's good to drink with me, I'll agree to whatever you want me to sign! "

"Impossible!"

"You!"

"Calm down, Mr. Zhou. Don't be angry …"

Fu Sirou called out to him with her sweet voice, and her soft body leaned towards him. She poured some wine into his cup and laughed: "She is such an unromantic person, please do not lower yourself to her."

Zhou Guokang was actually taking Fu Sirou's weak point, the anger that was rising in him was extinguished by the soft voice, and his face returned to normal.

"This secretary should know her place. Come, let's have a drink."

Fu Sirou took a sip of the wine and imprinted his red lips on the edge of the cup to seduce Zhou Guokang, who was about to lose his soul.

Although he liked the Miss Fu more, this Miss Sirou in front of him was not bad either. Since it was clear that he couldn't eat the previous one, it wasn't bad if he could eat the one that came up to him. Why not?

The two of them fought back and forth, completely ignoring Fu Nuan's existence.

In the end, Fu Nuan found an excuse, picked up his bag and turned to leave.

After walking out of the private room, she took a deep breath. Alright, she admitted that in terms of social gathering, she couldn't compare to Fu Sirou.

After returning home, Rong Yu was already in the study room.

Seeing the woman come back so early with a dejected look on her face, he could guess the outcome.

"Perhaps I really am unsuitable for this …"

Fu Nuan buried his head in Rong Yu's embrace, his entire being seemed a little dejected.

Rong Yu carried her gently. Without asking what had happened, he accompanied her quietly.

"You're not even asking about the situation?"

"I'm waiting for you to speak."

She looked up at him. "Thank you for trusting me, but I still screwed up and offended people."

She evaded the issue and told it to Rong Yu. After all, they still had to work together with each other after the company, so she didn't want to tell the truth and affect the relationship between the two parties.

But from her reaction, Rong Yu could tell that this matter was not as simple as she said, she was hiding something.

If he dared to target his woman, it was likely that he didn't want to have a foothold in Banyan City.

Rong Yu's eyes darkened, her thin lips curled up slightly, looking sinister and cold.

Fu Sirou drank quite a bit, but he was still conscious.

Zhou Guokang's greasy face swayed in front of her. She knew that his hands and feet were all over her and felt disgusted.

However, in order to successfully sign the contract, she had to endure it.

She definitely had to take down this cooperation, so that Rong Yu would have a whole new level of respect for her.

"Little beauty, don't go back tonight and play with me!"

With that, Zhou Guokang picked up the man and brought him back to his room in the hotel.

Fu Sirou regretted not drinking anymore.

Right now, she was clearly sober yet she still pretended to be drunk, causing such a disgusting old man to do whatever he wanted. She was so disgusted that she wanted to strangle him, but she had no choice but to curry favor with him.

Hidden within the darkness was a red dot of light. What Fu Sirou did not know was that this night's beautiful scene had been recorded down.

After being toyed with by that old man for an entire night, when Fu Sirou woke up, he was already gone. There was a signed contract on the table.

Thinking about what happened last night, she felt a chill run down her spine. She had never seen such a dirty and perverted man before!

Fortunately, he kept his word and actually signed the contract.

Holding the contract in his hand, Fu Sirou smiled proudly.

She had won this match!

The process wasn't important. The result was what she wanted.

After changing into a clean set of clothes, she drove to the company and entered the corporation building with her head held high and her chest held high.

Fu Sirou thought that he was now a contributor to the company. If he knew that she had signed the contract so quickly, he would definitely look up to her!

Thinking of this, her mood gradually became cheerful.

But in the next moment, she met Fu Nuan in the elevator.

But then he thought, she was the victor, Fu Nuan was the loser, she was the one who had the capital to smile.

"Elder sister, it's morning."

Fu Nuan only replied indifferently, not wanting to bother too much with the newcomer.

Along the way to the elevator, Fu Sirou couldn't help but feel pleased with himself and pretended to be fake: "You really shouldn't have left so early yesterday. But that's fine, I've already signed the contract and haven't caused the company to lose any customers. "

Hearing her words, Fu Nuan was not too surprised.

Last night, before they left, seeing how Fu Sirou and Mr. Zhou was "happily chatting", it was normal for them to work together.

"Oh, congratulations."

Fu Nuan replied indifferently, as if this had nothing to do with her.

"I'm not talking about you. If you're a little bit more patient, then maybe you'll be the one to form a deal."

Fu Sirou's words were laced with a sense of complacency, and he began to teach the others, "Business talks, useless if it's fake."

Fu Nuan ignored her and was unwilling to speak.

And when Fu Sirou thought of how he could claim credit in front of Rong Yu right now, he felt a wave of excitement without any reason.

What reward did he give her?

Stepping out of the elevator, Fu Nuan entered the CEO's office. Fu Sirou went to the bathroom first to make up her makeup, tidied up her clothes, and then used some perfume. She looked at herself in the mirror, and walked towards the CEO with great satisfaction.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door. She only entered when she heard a "Enter" sound.

"President Rong, I have signed the contract."

With that, Fu Sirou placed the signed contract in front of Rong Yu, waiting for him to praise him.

However, after waiting for a while, the man didn't even raise his head, let alone look straight at her.

After a moment, only Rong Yu's extremely indifferent voice came out: "Not bad."

Fu Nuan who had his head lowered as he worked on the side heard these words, did not have any thoughts, and did not feel unresigned either, that he was indeed inferior in techniques.

"Put down the contract, you can leave now."

Rong Yu's tone did not reveal any emotion.

Although Fu Sirou was unhappy and did not manage to obtain any substantial benefits, he still left peacefully.

After the others left, Rong Yu tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, intentionally or unintentionally, and looked at the engrossed Fu Nuan from the corner of his eyes.

"Not satisfied, huh?"

"Nope." The woman looked up at him and said seriously, "I'm indeed not as good as her. She can help the company get their cooperation. It's pretty good."

"I've never thought about how she came to this conclusion."

Fu Nuan shook his head, "She can speak more than me, she can endure."

"How naive."

The corner of Rong Yu's mouth curved up in a helpless smile, his wife was really naive.

"The reason she can defeat you is not because of her ability."

Not an ability? What does that rely on?

"What do you mean?"