Chapter 217: Nourishing Every Night

Their eyes passed by He Sang, vaguely catching sight of her back, pressed against the corner of the elevator, petite and slender. Liang Chihui's arm was across her back, the mere gap between them not touching her, but pushing away the crowded crowd.

The wrist exerted force, and the veins were strong.

If he didn't hold on, the group of executives would just chat, step on her feet, and rub her buttocks.

Liang Chihui's patience was exhausted, and the second group of executives who came up tactfully withdrew. He Sang took a long breath, rubbed his aching chest, and turned around.

The other executives were surprised to find that it was the Third Young Master's wife. They looked at each other, realized that something was wrong, and withdrew tacitly.

The next second, Liang Chihui pressed the button.

He was on the left, she was on the right, the elevator door closed in a narrow line, the man was indifferent, the woman was delicate, the bright light made He Sang look like a pure white pear blossom, delicate and tender, as if if squeezed too hard, water would come out.

One yang and one yin, one hard and one soft, an inexplicable harmony.

One executive said with a smile, "He Sang is prettier now than when she debuted."

"The Third Young Master is a man of steel. How could the woman he pampers every night not be beautiful?"

They laughed, "She's a good match for Liang Chihui too."

He Sang is famous for his versatility in the drama circle. Whether he can match his acting skills with other actors is another matter, but his appearance does match those of the "fresh meat" and "uncle" male actors.

When the Third Young Master supported her, no one thought much of it.

Although he is a serious person and not a playboy, it is very common for unmarried men and unmarried women to spend some money for fun, and then go their separate ways when they get tired of it.

He Sang actually managed to achieve his goal. This girl looked for easy targets, but her methods were not simple.

With the golden signboard of "The Third Young Master's Wife", it would be easy for her to get resources in the drama circle and be rated as a first-class actor.

"Liang Chihui has been fuming these past few days, taking it out on everyone he can. He wasn't satisfied with the research report that Marketing Department's Lao Lu had been working on for a week, so he tore it up on the spot. Lao Lu was complaining in the cafeteria. Did the Third Young Master's temper infect Liang Chihui?"

"Be careful," the executive clucked his tongue. "The Third Young Master is getting married. If he has a child, he'll inherit 3% of the shares. The board of directors only holds 33% of the shares. Whichever branch gives birth to the eldest grandson will get a larger share. The Third Young Master has everything going for him. Liang Chihui probably can't sit still."

The elevator stopped on the 11th floor, Liang Chihui's office floor.

He, who had been silent the entire time, spoke up, "The group's qualifications and the profit statements for the past five years have already been given to the third brother."

He Sang froze.

Liang Chihui looked at her from the image projected by the elevator door.

The door was open, but he didn't go down. The lighter cap was pressed against the button.

"It's not him who wants it, it's the board of directors."

The man seemed to believe it, but also didn't. "If Secretary Cheng didn't come to get it in person, the Third Brother would be willing to torment you."

He Sang felt that Liang Chihui's charming yet dangerous aura was like a poisonous weed breaking through the ground, exposing and eroding him inch by inch.

He is the real him at this moment.

"Ji Shen took Cheng Xun on a business trip."

Liang Chihui laughed, "Yeah."

A gust of wind blew up in the elevator car.

The rich woody scent and the fresh fragrance of laundry detergent made He Sang gradually tense up.

"Notify them to come to the office for a meeting."

The secretary caught up with him, "Where's the PR department?"

"Together."

The man's voice disappeared in the corridor, and He Sang collapsed instantly.

It was a close call.

The red light at number 14 went out, and as soon as He Sang went out, he felt a little lost.

The Liang Group is so large that all the offices of directors, employees, product R&D bases, material processing plants, cargo warehouses and press conference halls are located in this 22-story office building.

Of Hebei Province's 200 listed companies, only the Liang family pioneered a "centralized" model. Senior management held a low status, with no official inspections or out-of-town social events to prevent peers from acquiring trade secrets. The chairman controlled 60% of the core business, while the general manager held 30% of the real power and handed over all data from grassroots departments. The remaining directors, while seemingly in a prestigious position, were effectively sidelined and reduced to mere figureheads.

The founder was Liang Chihui.

The industry has extreme opinions on his iron-fisted style. The good side believes that he is not a vase, but a smart and wise person with the courage to take on the responsibility; the bad side believes that he exploits directors and executives, is unethical, and is a shrewd old man with a dagger hidden in his smile, who is treacherous, cold-blooded, and greedy for power and profit.

Regardless of his reputation, Liang Chihui became the general manager at the age of 24. During this period, the four major families and the ten wealthy families in Hebei Province declined one after another, but the Liang Group remained standing.

It is generally recognized that Liang Chihui's achievements are outstanding and far surpass those of Liang Yanzhang.

It is easy to conquer a country, but difficult to keep it.

Liang Yanzhang founded the Liang Group in 1984. There were almost no similar enterprises in Hebei Province. In 2010, countless Liang Groups emerged. Liang Chihui had a keen sense of smell and transformed from industry to real estate, reaping all the real estate dividends in Hebei Province. Eight years later, Liang Chihui predicted that the real estate industry would decline after its peak, so he quickly withdrew his investment and stopped trading, restored industry, and transformed into finance and shipping industries.

The shipping industry he invested in generated billions in revenue for three consecutive years.

However, because his mother was a porn star, he was not recognized by the upper class, where background was more important than ability.

The entire 14th floor has been opened up and has 100 workstations, where the secretaries and assistants of every senior executive and mid-level manager gather to work.

He Sang went in and the receptionist motioned her to stay.

"I'm looking for Xiao Yi."

"Please show me Mr. Liang's approval slip."

She was startled, "I was ordered by Liang Jishen..."

"Liang Chihui's signature." The receptionist interrupted her, "This is the Liang Group, not the Zhonghai Group."

He Sang took a deep breath, came down from the 14th floor, and went straight to the 11th floor.

The largest room at the corner is Liang Yanzhang's director's office. His personal assistant is tall and beautiful, born after 1985, and a top student of the Broadcasting Department of Communication University of China. She started out as a deputy team leader in the public relations department. She has a low alcohol tolerance, but is good at drinking culture. She can persuade men to drink without making a sound and then get away with it.

Liang Yanzhang was impressed by her cleverness, and there were also rumors that this secretary was somewhat similar to Weng Qiong.

Hump nose, willow-shaped eyebrows, and oval face.

It is rare to see these three features on the same face.

He Sang passed by the door, and her secretary happened to be going to the water room to make coffee. Their eyes met, and the assistant recognized her and said, "Ms. He."

She paused, "Wang Zhu."

The assistant pointed to the end and said, "General Manager's Office."

He Sang smiled, "Thank you."

Looks quite familiar.

I can't remember where I've seen it before.

Through the floor-to-ceiling window of the general manager's office, Liang Chihui changed into a light gray shirt, tied a tie, and sat upright.

A row of subordinates were listening to his instructions.

He Sang understood the general manager's workload, which was one thing after another. If he waited, he would probably have to wait until dark.

She knocked on the door.

The subordinates all looked at her.

Liang Chihui just glanced at it without reacting.

"continue."

He Sang strolled around and knocked again.

The man put down his pen and covered his eyes with his hands to relieve his fatigue. "Come in."

Push the door, but it doesn't move.

She pried open the crack in the door, "You locked it..."

Liang Chihui didn't even look at it, he raised his head and relaxed his shoulders and neck, "Push it the wrong way, pull it."