"It really is you. When did you come back to China?" Fu Siming's face lit up with joy, and he casually put his arm around Sikong Jingyu's shoulder.
The woman's perfume was too strong. Sikong Jingyu raised an eyebrow and pushed Fu Siming's arm away: "Just got back."
Fu Siming then put his arm around Sikong Jingyu's shoulder and leaned closer, saying, "Don't be so cold. You'll hurt your friend's feelings if you do this."
Sikong Jingyu looked at Fu Siming's sullen and uncooperative manner with a hint of disdain in her eyes.
Fu Siming didn't mind at all. He knew that Sikong was just cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and actually quite fond of him. He said with a grin, "The girls in China are pretty good. I'll arrange one for you tonight... hey hey..."
Fu Siming's arm, which was resting on Sikong Jingyu's shoulder, suddenly slipped away. Sikong Jingyu took a step forward and walked straight toward the elevator.
Fu Siming chased after him: "When will you ever lose your virginity like this?"
Sikong Jingyu said indifferently, "If you had put the same effort into women into the Fu family, the Fu family would have flourished long ago."
"The Fu family is large and powerful, they don't need my little tricks. If you've ever tasted a woman's pleasures, you'll know the secrets of it."
For some reason, upon hearing Fu Siming mention it, Sikong Jingyu couldn't help but recall the woman's graceful figure and mesmerizing eyes from last night.
Breathing, slightly deep.
Calmness soon returned.
It seems to be his hormones acting up. It's time for some exercise to calm him down. We can ask Sun Yang to arrange a boxing match for him tomorrow.
Sikong Jingyu continued walking forward, with Fu Siming close behind: "Let me tell you, one day I'll prepare a virgin for you, and I guarantee you'll be unable to stop wanting it..."
He reached into his pocket but couldn't find his phone. Sikong Jingyu stopped and turned back.
Seeing Sikong Jingyu turn around, Fu Siming was overjoyed, thinking he had convinced him. However, when Sikong Jingyu approached him and walked past him, Fu Siming realized he had been overthinking things. Still unwilling to give up, he asked, "You really don't want it?"
"Keep it for yourself," Sikong Jingyu said casually, turning and walking away without looking back.
Fu Siming suddenly felt bored and shook his head helplessly: "These days, which man is as chaste as you, abstaining from women and living the life of an ascetic for twenty-six years?"
"Women are not conducive to keeping a clear head." Sikong Jingyu smiled faintly. Over the years, what kind of women hadn't he seen? In the end, they all came to the same conclusion: either they were after his money or his power.
No, he still had to help his brother someday, Fu Siming said sullenly as he followed Sikong Jingyu.
Sikong Jingyu stopped with his long legs outside a private room, his gaze falling into the room, his eyes darkening.
Fu Siming followed his gaze and saw a greasy middle-aged man in the private room holding the hand of a beautiful and refined woman, saying, "As long as you serve me well tonight, you'll get the project."
"Mr. Zhou, please let go first. I'm not that kind of person." Shi Wan pushed away the hand that had unexpectedly grabbed her. Despite having drunk quite a bit, Zhou Yuran still kept avoiding the topic.
"We're all in this together, so why pretend to be high and mighty? If you come with me, I'll give you the project in the north of the city."
Fu Siming frowned, extremely disgusted by the idea of forcing a woman. Just as he was about to push the door open to help, Sikong Jingyu had already pushed the door open and stepped inside.
Fu Siming was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected that Sikong Jingyu would meddle in his affairs. Although the woman inside was dignified and pretty, that was all. Sikong Jingyu had seen women who were prettier than her before.
The door was suddenly opened, and Zhou Yuran looked up. Upon seeing who it was, he immediately released Shi Wan's hand and stood up: "Nephew Sikong, you haven't left yet?"
Sikong Jingyu smiled faintly, but her gaze fell on the woman beside Zhou Yuran.
The woman seemed quite frightened; her face was pale. When she saw Sikong Jingyu looking at her, she hurriedly lowered her head.
Shi Wan was indeed momentarily panicked. Hadn't Sikong Jingyu left? Why was he back?
Fearing that Sikong Jingyu would recognize her, Shi Wan kept her head bowed as low as possible.
Sikong Jingyu shifted her gaze to the man's face, narrowing her eyes slightly: "I remember your name is Zhou Yuran."
Zhou Yuran was stunned for a moment before replying, "Yes."
Sikong Jingyu glanced casually at the proposal on the table and said with a faint smile, "I heard you say at the door that you were going to give the project in the north of the city to this young lady, but I seem to remember that I rejected Yunqi's proposal. How do you plan to give it to this young lady next to you? President Zhou really has a lot of power."
Zhou Yuran's expression changed drastically.
He never expected that Sikong Jingyu would turn back and even hear what he said!
"Grandma is kind-hearted, which has led to the growth of many cancerous cells in the group over the years. It seems it's time for a change of personnel."
After Sikong Jingyu finished speaking, she slowly walked to the sofa, picked up her phone which had fallen onto the sofa, and dialed a number: "Sun Yang, I don't want to see Zhou Yuran at the company tomorrow."
After speaking, he hung up the phone.
Zhou Yuran's face turned ugly, and he said agitatedly, "I am a veteran of the company, you can't fire me at will, I'm going to go and reason with the old lady."
“I’m in charge of the group now. You can’t do anything even if you go to your grandma or the King of Heaven. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll cooperate with the procedures. Otherwise, the bills for the kickbacks and project funds you’ve taken over the years will end up at the police station.”
"What evidence do you have?" Zhou Yuran was in the wrong for accepting kickbacks and embezzling money, but he still acted self-righteously, confident that he had done everything clean and would never be found out.
Sikong Jingyu lazily lifted his eyelids, looked at the angry man in front of him, and said in a calm voice: "Since I dare to say it, I naturally have evidence. Do you think you can get away with everything you've done? Do you want to enjoy your old age in prison, or take your severance pay and leave? The choice is yours."
Zhou Yuran glared at Sikong Jingyu through gritted teeth, but after weighing the pros and cons, he finally compromised.
Seeing that Zhou Yuran had made his decision, Sikong Jingyu urged him to leave, saying, "Since you've made your choice, then please proceed."
Zhou Yuran glanced at Shi Wan; the swan he had almost caught had flown away!
Reluctantly leaving, Zhou Yuran secretly glanced at Sikong Jingyu as he went, and the seed of hatred was planted there.
Seeing Zhou Yuran leave, Shi Wan panicked. What would happen to the project if he left?
Shi Wan followed Zhou Yuran as he left, and began to worry.
Until, Sikong Jingyu's cold voice rang out: "Reluctant to part with it?"
Shi Wan withdrew her gaze, her eyes still lowered: "No."
"Raise your head," Sikong Jingyu said calmly.
Shi Wan pursed her lips, slowly raised her head, and met Si Kong Jingyu's sharp eyes, feeling inexplicably guilty.
Sikong Jingyu glanced at Shi Wan, a smile playing on his lips, and turned to sit on the sofa: "It's so easy for women to land a project. They just rely on their youth and looks, and they can get everything just by sleeping around."
Shi Wan could hear the sarcasm in Sikong Jingyu's words; he looked down on her, and by extension, on the entire female population.
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