"It really is true that serving the emperor is like serving a tiger."
Song Wanwan suppressed his nervousness and pretended to be calm as he walked towards the president's office with his coffee.
Just as Song Wanwan was about to walk to the door.
I only heard hurried footsteps behind me.
Song Wanwan looked back and saw an elderly shareholder striding towards him.
Song Wanwan couldn't avoid it and was pushed, and the coffee spilled on his hands.
"Mr. Rong, you are young and energetic and want to expand the business, but the reputation of Rong Corporation cannot be destroyed by you. If you insist on doing this, we will have a good talk with your father."
Rong Luchi raised his eyes and glanced at the old shareholder Zhao Donglai who walked in, and his eyes fell on Song Wanwan, who was leaning against the door frame with his hands full of coffee.
In an instant, those dark eyes narrowed suddenly.
"Please do as you please. I can't afford to keep someone like Mr. Zhao who walks without paying attention."
Rong Luchi's voice was extremely cold, his narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, revealing a captivating light like frost and snow in the cold winter.
Mr. Zhao had rushed in aggressively, but was shocked when he saw Rong Luchi's aggressive attitude.
For a moment, I was stunned.
"When your father and I were fighting for our empire, you were still playing in the mud!" Zhao Donglai said in an aggressive tone.
"Now that I can take over the Rong Corporation, it's time for Uncle Zhao to retire, Mu Sen!"
After Rong Luchi finished speaking, he called out Mu Sen.
Zhao Donglai choked when he heard this.
Mu Sen immediately trotted in from outside: "BOSS!"
"Uncle Zhao is old and has a bad temper. Let's find him a good nursing home to spend his remaining years."
His handsome face, half turned sideways, was angular, and his dark pupils in the deep eye sockets seemed to be smudged with ink. His voice was also steady and low.
Zhao Donglai almost had a heart attack from anger.
This means firing him!
"Rong Luchi, why do you dare to arrange me like this!" Zhao Donglai pointed at Rong Luchi and shouted loudly.
Rong Luchi frowned in displeasure, and raised his deep, cold eyes: "Because I am Rong Luchi, because I can control everything in the Rong family."
Compared with Zhao Donglai's roar, his voice was neither fast nor slow, but more intimidating.
Some people are like this. A look or a lazy voice is enough to create an intimidating effect that cannot be ignored.
Rong Luchi is just like that.
Zhao Donglai's face turned red and white with anger.
Looking at the young man in front of him who was younger than his own son, he became even more furious.
"Mr. Zhao, please go back first."
Mu Sen stepped in to ease the situation.
Zhao Donglai was embarrassed and didn't dare to do anything to Rong Luchi, so he could only glare at him angrily.
Then he shook his sleeves and turned to leave.
Song Wanwan stood straight on the side, with a very low presence.
Seeing Zhao Donglai coming in angrily and leaving angrily, I admired Rong Luchi even more from the bottom of my heart.
"Come here and close the door."
Rong Luchi looked at Song Wanwan and gave orders in a deep voice.
"I spilled my coffee. Let me get a new one."
"Need not."
Rong Luchi had already stood up, his tall and straight body rising from the big chair.
Even though he is in the flashy business world, he is able to cultivate a pure and unique temperament.
Song Wanwan had no choice but to walk in with half of the coffee spilled.
Rong Luchi walked up to her and reached out to close the office door.
Song Wanwan took the coffee and placed it in front of his desk, then took out a few pieces of paper to wipe the coffee stains off his hands.
Suddenly, a man's cool breath came from behind.
Then, two strong arms wrapped around her waist, and his face was buried in her shoulder socket, rubbing gently.
He no longer had the cold and unapproachable aura he had just now, but was gentle like a clingy and loyal boyfriend.
"Are you tired? How about taking a break? Hmm?"
"Just hug you and it will be fine."
Song Wanwan didn't dare to move and let him hold her.
When a man who stands tall and proud suddenly becomes dependent on a woman.
For women, there is a fatal softness.
Song Wanwan felt so sorry for him at this moment.
"It's okay. I'll go home tonight and cook for you as a reward."
The man buried in her hair chuckled softly. His voice was a little dark. "What I lack is a meal? What I lack is a good night's sleep."
Song Wanwan: "..."
Forget it, I don’t feel sorry for him anymore.
"You're pushing your luck!"
“It’s not like I haven’t been in before.”
The deep and mellow voice was so bewitching that Song Wanwan blushed and her heart beat fast when she heard it.
"Rong Luchi! People like you don't deserve our sympathy. Just work hard and work yourself to death."
"No conscience." Rong Luchi hummed softly, but did not let go.
Song Wanwan finally realized that this man was pretending to be pitiful to take advantage of her.
"That Mr. Zhao was almost pissed off by you just now, why are you feeling so wronged?
People can't argue with you, and they can't argue with you, and you let them retire directly to a nursing home. What kind of little white rabbit are you pretending to be?"
"Who's pretending to be a little white rabbit? I just haven't hugged you for too long, and I miss you a little bit, that's all."
Rong Luchi rubbed Song Wanwan's neck with the tip of his nose, his tone gentle yet domineering.
Song Wanwan was so angry that he almost laughed.
"Sinister!"
"Um?"
"Drink your coffee, before someone breaks in and sees you." Song Wanwan took his hand away from her waist.
Rong Luchi was unhappy with this.
"Am I so shameful? Huh?" Rong Luchi was so angry that he bit her neck.
Song Wanwan frowned in pain.
Actually it’s not that serious, it’s just that her neck is a little sensitive, and this guy is taking advantage of her weakness!
"This is the company. It's not good to be seen." Song Wanwan tried to hide to the side, but the more he hid, the tighter he circled her. There was nowhere to hide at all.
This man is so insolent!
"Rong Luchi, calm down. I'm not your girlfriend, don't do anything rash!" Song Wanwan felt so weak from being bullied by him that she had no choice but to say this.
Although they have been in a substantial relationship, it has not been officially confirmed.
No, it doesn’t count!
Rong Luchi stopped and loosened his arms around her.
"Let's have dinner together tonight to make up for last time. Don't refuse!"
Song Wanwan's cat-like eyes sparkled, and her blushing face showed a hint of embarrassment.
She had a hunch, could he be serious?
Song Wanwan tilted her head and looked seriously into his deep and calm black eyes.
Then he nodded: "Okay."
Last time, she was eavesdropping and something happened to her that made a misunderstanding so she didn't show up for the appointment.
"You waited for me for a long time that day, didn't you? I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have stood you up."
Song Wanwan softened her voice and apologized politely to coax him.
The man, who originally didn't take it seriously, snorted coldly and pretended to be arrogant after hearing her soft and sweet words.
"Because a scumbag stood me up, Song Wanwan, you have no heart."
"Tsk, my heart is pounding!" Song Wanwan turned around and put her little hands around his neck.
Rong Luchi lowered his head and looked at her deeply, then suddenly curled his lips into a smile.
That smile was a bit sinister and playful: "Really? Let me touch it and see how it jumps around."
Song Wanwan: "I...!!"?
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