Chapter 42 Unexpected Incident

Zhang Song, the head of Zhengqing Group, is a middle-aged man who is only over thirty years old and already balding. Although his expression is obsequious, it is clear that he is forced by life's hardships, so he is not so annoying.

Zhang Song had just taken on this hot potato when he was almost certain of Pei Wu's identity the moment she walked in.

That composed, elite demeanor was clearly from Changrong. Zhang Song quickly stood up to greet him.

The coffee shop was nearly empty at this hour. Pei Wu and Zhang Song introduced themselves briefly, then sat down and got straight to business.

"What did Manager Zhang mean when he said on the phone that the project could continue?" Pei Wu asked.

"Zhengqing has been acquired." Zhang Song felt a sense of relief, as if he had finally made it through. "I was originally planning to resign, but now things are different. It's good to have a powerful backer."

Pei Wu said slowly, "I haven't heard of it."

“Soon,” Zhang Song replied. “The cooperation with Changrong was hard-won, and the higher-ups were unwilling to give it up, so I came to talk to you first. Of course, words are not enough, so there is another person here today.”

Pei Wu frowned: "Who?"

“The acquirer.” Zhang Song was very honest: “You should know him. That big boss saw the project details this morning and said he would come. He should be arriving soon.”

"Manager Zhang," Pei Wu said calmly, "isn't this inappropriate?"

Zhang Song was taken aback, then thought to himself, "Oh my!" He was truly overwhelmed by the series of good news. These kinds of things should have been discussed beforehand. Just as he was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, he suddenly sat up straight and looked behind Pei Wu: "President Guan is here!"

Mr. Guan?

Pei Wu's heart skipped a beat, and when she turned around, she saw that it was Guan Yan.

Pei Wu's wariness vanished instantly. Guan Yan was dressed in a silver-gray suit, with a slender and tall figure. His slightly long hair fell softly to the side of his neck. He always had a smile on his face, which made him seem unapproachable, but he was undeniably handsome and alluring.

Pei Wu had heard Lu Xiwen say that before Guan Yan differentiated, he could easily defeat Kuang Junmeng and Cao Guan in every aspect. Even after differentiating into an Omega, his pheromone assessment was still "excellent". He did not become a parasitic vine attached to an Alpha. Instead, after completing his studies, he firmly secured his position as the heir of the Guan family.

“Assistant Pei.” Guan Yan extended his hand.

Pei Wu stood up and grasped his hand: "President Guan."

Zhang Song glanced at the two men and felt relieved.

“It was a spur-of-the-moment decision.” Guan Yan sat at the square table by the aisle. “Zhengqing has a lot of bad debts, some of which are not worth continuing. The person in charge who negotiated the cooperation with Changrong was a talent, but unfortunately he left.” Guan Yan looked at Zhang Song as he said this: “Of course, Manager Zhang is also very capable.”

Even words of comfort pleased Zhang Song.

"When I saw that you were the project manager for Changrong, I thought we should meet," Guan Yan said. "Did I scare you?"

"No." Pei Wu poured tea for Guan Yan.

The two were chatting, and Zhang Song hardly had anything to do with it. He was happy to relax and just ate some desserts.

This coffee shop is famous for its almond peach shortbread. As the conversation was coming to an end, a waiter happened to pass by, and Pei Wu asked him to pack one up for her.

Guan Yan blinked his narrow eyes, a knowing glint in his eyes: "Does Assistant Pei like to eat these?"

Pei Wu mumbled, "Yeah, it's my treat today."

"It has to be on me." Guan Yan instructed the waiter, "Two portions to be packed."

Pei Wu: "One serving is enough."

Guan Yan: "Lu Xiwen is a glutton when he encounters food he likes; he can never be satisfied."

At this moment, Pei Wu felt a sense of redemption, as if she had been understood.

Guan Yan lowered his head to drink tea, intending to invite Pei Wu to dinner. Just as the tea leaves floating on the water were blown away, he suddenly stiffened.

Zhang Song, standing to the side, looked confused for a moment before asking, "What does it taste like?"

Pei Wu couldn't smell it.

Guan Yan suddenly stood up. "Excuse me, I'm going to the restroom."

Everything happened so fast that Pei Wu didn't take it seriously at first. But when he turned his head, he found that Zhang Song hadn't recovered yet, and there was an indescribable longing in his eyes, devoid of any humanity. Pei Wu's heart skipped a beat. "Manager Zhang? Manager Zhang!"

Zhang Song snapped out of his daze, staring blankly at Pei Wu for a few seconds before suddenly standing up, opening his coat and covering his nose with it. "Oh no, such strong pheromones, how am I going to explain this to my wife when we get back?"

"Pheromone from General Guan?"

"Yes!" Zhang Song's expression changed as he said this, while Pei Wu had already turned around and strode towards the restroom.

Omega usually uses suppressant patches or other similar products, and if all else fails, they can use neck rings. Guan Yan is a cautious and careful person, so his sudden loss of control over his pheromones is likely due to a fever.

An Omega in a heat cycle is enough to drive Alphas with weak willpower to madness. Primal desires will induce them to mark the Omega. Of course, this is not entirely accurate. To paraphrase Lu Xiwen, "Unless the compatibility exceeds 90%, there is no absolute loss of self-control. Most of the time, it's just an excuse for their own depravity."

No matter how outstanding an Omega is, once marked, they will fall into a period of submission. Many Alphas have openly stated in public that they enjoy this process.

When Pei Wu arrived at the entrance of the men's Omega restroom, two Alphas had already gathered there, acting furtively and constantly peering inside. They even stepped inside, but then retreated, probably fearing being questioned by the Omega Association. Their eyes were filled with excitement and a hint of madness.

"Get out of the way," Pei Wu said coldly.

His Beta characteristics were not obvious; he was too clean-cut and tall. Coupled with his top-notch pheromone barrier, the two men were like mice seeing a cat, and they quickly ran away, their expressions immediately becoming wary.

Pei Wu entered the restroom, which had six doors in total, with a yellow triangle sign that read "No Use" placed in the middle of the path.

The atmosphere was tense and quiet.

"President Guan?" Pei Wu asked softly.

A distinct sigh of relief was heard, and a sound came from the innermost cubicle on the right. Then the door opened, and Guan Yan's fingertips were stained with crimson. He grabbed the door and forced himself out. In just a few minutes, his originally smooth hair was soaked and clung tightly to his fair neck. His eyes were strained to be clear, and his long eyelashes were lowered, but he couldn't hide his irritation.

"I'm out of energy," Guan Yan said.

Pei Wu quickly stepped forward, helped Guan Yan sit on the toilet seat, and then locked the stall door.

"Is it the scent of fresh grass?" Pei Wu noticed the scattered suppression patches at her feet and picked up the cleanest one.

"You smelled it?" Guan Yan asked in surprise. "Aren't you a Beta?"

“I have some differentiation issues,” Pei Wu said, “so I can smell it a little.”

Guan Yan's glands are located behind his hair, and at this moment, whether due to unmet needs or the stinging of sweat, the bud-like protrusions are intensely red.

"There are high-level Alpha pheromone extracts available on the market," Pei Wu reminded her.

However, the price is expensive, and most Omegas cannot afford it, but Guan Yan is definitely not among them.

"I'm not used to that." Guan Yan's voice was a little cold.