Chapter 71: She is the little boy's secret crush...
Everyone in Chuzhuo thought that the boss was handsome enough usually, and today he was inexplicably even more handsome.
The Song employees felt that their young master was in a particularly good mood today. When they met him on the road and greeted him, they received a response for the first time.
Everyone was curious about what happened to Mr. Zhou today and whether there was any good news.
When the people who were trying to gather information found out about Fang Hao, Fang Hao pretended to be very serious and knew nothing about anything, hiding his achievements and fame.
Are you kidding? This is the boss's private matter. It's not like he doesn't want to do this job anymore, so how dare he say these things to others?
As long as the boss knows and remembers what he does for him, it doesn't matter whether other people know or remember it. He doesn't rely on those people for his livelihood.
When Song Yu arrived at Zhou's, Fang Hao came down to greet her personally. He smiled and invited her into the president's special elevator.
The president's first special assistant came to greet him personally, and the special assistant smiled as if he was worthless. Such treatment and such a special assistant are rare, whether in Chuzhuo or Zhou's.
The employees on the first floor were curious about Song Yu's identity. Some of them even took photos secretly and posted them in the company's anonymous group, asking if anyone in the group knew him.
An old employee of Chuzhuo was also in the group. He recognized Song Yu at a glance and knew that she was the boss's sister. The boss used to listen to her and obey her orders. She said that her words were more effective than the boss's. She directly warned everyone in the group: It is better to offend the boss than to offend her, otherwise it will be more serious than offending the boss.
After he said that, everyone became even more curious, and some people from the computer department spontaneously went online to look up information about Song Yu.
In the Internet age, as long as there are people, there will be traces of their existence. Song Yu was well-known back then, and Zhou Ci's reputation has also been rising in recent years. Of course, after checking this out, I found a lot of things that really refreshed my cognition.
Everyone said that Mr. Zhou was a work machine whose only interest was making money. Not to mention women, there wasn't even a mother around him. He didn't seem to have a very good relationship with his sisters either. Everyone once speculated whether he disliked women.
Who would have thought that he actually has a non-blood-related sister, and she is the eldest daughter of the Song family. He is extremely kind to this sister, like her little tail. He follows her wherever she goes. He has starry eyes and a charming look, and only has his sister in his eyes. If he said that he doesn't like his sister, no one would believe it.
These were all photos taken accidentally by someone, but I was afraid that someone with ulterior motives would take advantage of them. When the computer department sent these photos to the group, a lot of lurkers suddenly appeared.
【Look at the boss's eyes, is this true love? 】
[Why do I feel like the eldest daughter of the Song family looks at our boss with such innocent eyes? It seems like she really only treats the boss as a younger brother?]
[Oh my god, I didn't expect the boss to be so secretive. I never thought that the boss, who is so cold, could be so innocent at times. Ahhhh...]
Our boss is so rich, so handsome, and so young, but why doesn't he have a girlfriend? He kills any rumors in the bud. It turns out he already has someone in his heart.
[She's really Bai Yueguang! Don't you think the eldest daughter of the Song family is beautiful? She has a great figure too. All the big and small stars in the entertainment industry are no match for her. She's the clear winner.]
[I used to think Su Yuecheng was pretty, but after comparing her to me, the eldest daughter is still more beautiful]
[That's right. Don't you think the boss's eyes when he looks at the young lady and his attitude towards Su Yuecheng are two completely different extremes? Whether he loves her or not is all in his eyes, no matter how much he tries to wash it off, it's useless.]
[It seems that the boss really doesn't like Su Yuecheng at all. Su Yuecheng is quite high-profile and keeps sticking to the boss. It's quite speechless. Take the boss away.]
[There's no harm without comparison, but hasn't the Song family had problems recently? Is the eldest daughter also going bankrupt? I heard the boss is planning to marry Su Yuecheng, joining forces with the two families.]
Fang Hao, who had successfully infiltrated the anonymous group and had been watching for a long time, also joined the discussion:
[With the boss around, how could the Song family possibly fall? The boss wouldn't marry Su Yuecheng. It was impossible from the beginning. The boss simply didn't like Su Yuecheng.]
[That makes sense. Seeing the boss's licking of the young lady's boots is really eye-catching, hahaha. Maybe if the young lady comes to beg for help today, the boss will soften his heart and help the Song family.]
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The anonymous group's building was getting taller and taller, but Song Yu certainly didn't know about this.
After she arrived at the 32nd floor where the president was, she was arranged by the secretariat to stay in the boss's private meeting room.
Fang Hao was still scrolling through the chat history in the anonymous group, reading it with great interest, when the internal line rang and the boss asked him to come in.
When he entered, he found that his boss's video conference ended a little early today. He looked at the time calmly. It was only 5:35, which was about an hour earlier than the previous video conference.
Zhou Ci handed him a document and said, "Ask the finance department to calculate the cost of the issues discussed in today's meeting."
"Okay, boss." After taking the document, Fang Hao said again: "Boss, Miss Song has arrived and is waiting in your private reception room. Do you want to see her now?" After he said that, he secretly observed the boss, trying to see some emotions related to surprise, happiness or impatience from the boss's face.
But the boss is the boss, he sat still and didn't let his subordinates laugh at him. He just nodded, his face calm as usual, and said, "Let her in!"
Song Yu had only waited in the reception room for ten minutes when he was greeted by the secretary with a smile and invited out, and then politely invited into the president's office.
The office door slowly closed in front of Song Yu, and the secretary's smiling face was also locked outside the door. Only then did Song Yu turn around.
Zhou Ci's office is very big, even bigger than her father's office. As the president of two listed companies, Zhou and Chuzhuo, Zhou Ci's status deserves such an office.
The office was very quiet. It was such a large space that people seemed very small inside. However, Song Yu felt very cramped. She couldn't tell whether it was because she was nervous or something else, but she felt a little breathless.
She had prepared herself to be humiliated by Zhou Ci before stepping into this place. Her self-respect and face were lost. Even if Zhou Ci wanted to mock her, she was prepared to endure it. She had already lowered her bottom line very low. As long as Zhou Ci could help the Song family, she would accept any price he paid.
Song Yu took a few tentative steps inside. She was dressed very formally today, as if she was going to talk business. The crisp "ticking" sound of her high heels on the tiles made the man who was reading documents on the sofa look up.
As she got closer, his face became clearer and clearer.
The man was no longer the same as he used to be. He was leaning on a large rare leather sofa, wearing a custom-made suit from a luxury brand. He just glanced at her indifferently when he heard the voice, looking reserved and distant.
His eyes were so cold and indifferent that Song Yu felt uneasy. She briefly wondered if Fang Hao was lying to her. He'd lied to her and humiliated herself, only to return home dejected after being humiliated and left with nothing. Ci's expression didn't seem like he was going to help her family.
Song Yu couldn't help but clench her fingers while holding the briefcase. The pain in her palms finally forced her to calm down. She called out nervously, "Boss Zhou!"
"Miss Song, long time no see!" Zhou Ci didn't stand up. He just gently pushed the documents in his hand away, pointed to the sofa opposite him, and said politely: "Please sit down!"
Song Yu sat down as she was told, and placed her briefcase on her right hand. She was used to using her right hand, and this position allowed her to react quickly and take out her laptop as quickly as possible when needed.
Zhou Ci put too much pressure on her. She felt that her brain was not enough and her reaction was not as fast as usual. She felt that dealing with old foxes who had been in the business world for decades was not so brain-intensive. She was afraid that she would make mistakes due to being too nervous.
She didn't say anything, and Zhou Ci didn't say anything either. The two of them sat facing each other, as if competing to see who had more patience.
Song Yu needed help from someone, so of course she was the first to make the request. It wasn't that she didn't want to, she was just thinking about how to start.
It's not that Song Yu was unprepared. Before coming, she had rehearsed many versions of the lines in her mind. She had countermeasures for every reaction of Zhou Ci and every line of speech. But when she really arrived at the scene, she found that she couldn't speak. Facing Zhou Ci's frank gaze, she felt very despicable. She hated herself for being so utilitarian and realistic, and she was ashamed to speak.
For two presidents of listed companies, making money really counts by the second. Time is money. After a while, Song Yu still didn't say anything. Zhou Ci made a gesture and raised his wrist to check the time.
His actions were a silent coercion of Song Yu. He was telling Song Yu through his actions that if Song Yu didn't speak again, the conversation would end here and he would not give her much time.
In the end, Song Yu still gritted his teeth and spoke: "Boss Zhou, did Assistant Fang tell you why I'm here?"
When Song Yu said this, his eyes were unconsciously attracted by the sunlight and drifted towards the floor-to-ceiling window not far away.
The sunset in the sky was also beautiful. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the familiar pot of jasmine in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Song Yu was dazed for a moment.
If you have a crush on someone, give her jasmine flowers.
A long time ago, she seemed to have said this to a little boy.
Later, on his eighteenth birthday, the little boy gave her a pot of jasmine flowers.
She didn't think much about it at the time, thinking that the little boy didn't understand the language of flowers, so she told the boy that jasmine flowers should not be given to anyone, but only to the girl he secretly loves.
The little boy actually knew everything. This pot of jasmine flowers was a gift for her.
She is the girl that the little boy has a crush on.
It turned out that the little boy had already told her his feelings so early.
It's just that his love was too subtle, hidden carefully for fear of disturbing her, so she never knew it.
Song Yu withdrew his gaze and looked in the direction of Zhou Ci.
That little boy is Zhou Ci.
Stunned, the man took the initiative to speak: "Miss Song, I already know your purpose, but I am a businessman, and businessmen value profit. I won't help you for nothing."
Song Yu looked at him and asked carefully: "What benefits do you want?"
Zhou Ci's words were flat, as if the topic he was talking about had nothing to do with him. "My elders are urging me to get married, but I have no intention of doing so. I wonder if Miss Song can help to stop them?"
Song Yu raised her eyebrows and said, "How to block it?" All she wanted was a fake couple, a fake relationship, to help him keep women away from her and give him a quiet world so that he would have the energy to make more money.
However, Zhou Ci said, "I need a wife. My wife's background can't be too poor, otherwise the elders in the family won't approve; her education can't be too low, otherwise communication will be difficult; and her ability can't be too weak, I don't want to spend energy helping her deal with the mess every day; preferably, she should be someone I'm familiar with, so I don't have to go through a painful adjustment period."
He looked up at Song Yu, his tone neither hurried nor slow, "After looking around, it seems that only Miss Song is the most suitable."
"We're not suitable, right? Aren't you and Su Yuecheng already..."
Song Yu didn't finish his words when Zhou Ci raised his hand to stop him. "Su Yuecheng and I have nothing to do with each other. The elders of our two families did want to bring her together, and I tried to get in touch with her. But after getting in touch, we found that we were not suitable. This was too inefficient and wasted my time. But if I rejected Su Yuecheng, the elders at home would help me arrange the next one. That's why I thought of you to solve the problem once and for all."
He pushed a document towards Song Yu, the same one he had been reading on the sofa. "This is the agreement I asked my lawyer to draft. We're in a contractual marriage for five years. After five years, you and I will divorce and be free. We'll do a property notarization before marriage, and we won't interfere with each other's property after marriage, nor will we have to fulfill our marital obligations. In addition, I support open relationships. You can date freely, and I won't interfere. Similarly, you don't have to worry about what kind of woman I find. As long as it doesn't get out to the elders on both sides, we can maintain each other's face and create the illusion of a loving couple. There's only one thing: for the duration of the marriage, for my personal image, we must live together."
When Zhou Ci said this, Song Yu had already picked up the agreement and was looking at it. She was still a little hesitant: "Is it that simple?"
The man glanced at her with a half-smile. "What are you expecting, Miss Song? Miss Song knows my family very well. I don't believe in marriage, nor do I intend to actually get married. For me, marriage can save me from a lot of trouble and get me the greatest benefits. This is the value of marriage to me. There's no need for feelings, only mutual benefit." A mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "Even if I marry you, it will be no different."
For some reason, Song Yu felt relieved when Zhou Ci said this. "According to your requirements, I am indeed the most suitable, but why five years?"
"Five years is enough time for me to completely control the Song family. By then, no matter what I want to do, no one can use my marriage to attack me. My grandfather would not allow a gay man to be the heir, and similarly, he would not allow his heir to be unmarried and childless."
Treating marriage as a business, Song Yu felt much more relaxed. Of course, she also wanted to ask for the benefits she should ask for: "If I agree to a fake marriage with you, what benefits will I get?"
Zhou Ci picked up the water cup on the coffee table, took a sip of water, and then said: "You can look through the agreement. It says at the back that in return, I will help the Song family survive this crisis."
While Zhou Ci was drinking water, Song Yu had actually turned to that page.
I have to say that the conditions Zhou Ci offered were really generous. As compensation for her five years of marriage, Zhou Ci not only injected capital into the Song family, but this capital injection did not carry any intention of asking for Song’s equity. He simply lent money to the Song family in his personal name, and when the Song family recovered, he would repay him the principal and money according to the bank interest rate.
Furthermore, he would actively cooperate with the Song family's public relations efforts to publicly announce his marriage to Song Yu. Taking advantage of the Zhou family's wealth and upward momentum, banks that had previously refused to lend to the Song family would no longer be worried about the Song family being unable to repay the loan, given the involvement of Zhou and Chu Zhuo and Zhou Ci's guarantor.
Zhou Ci also gave her a sky-high living allowance every month. Even if she did nothing every day and spent all day shopping, she could not spend all the pocket money Zhou Ci gave her.
Most importantly, Zhou Ci specifically stated in the agreement that there would be no requirements for her and no restrictions on her work. As long as she went home after get off work every day, they could create the illusion that they were living together as a couple.
To be honest, Song Yu had already prepared for the worst, but she didn't expect Zhou Ci to do anything to her. Instead, he proposed such an attractive plan to her.
Song is really at a dead end now. Not to mention asking her to marry Zhou Ci, even if they ask her to marry Ruian or Li Minghan, as long as they can help Song, she will marry without saying a word, get the marriage certificate tomorrow, have a wedding banquet the day after tomorrow, or even not have a wedding banquet and just pack her luggage and let her live there, she can accept it.
Seeing Song Yu looking at the documents for a long time without saying anything, Zhou Ci asked, "Miss Song, do you have any other questions?"
Song Yu unconsciously looked at the pot of jasmine again, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Deal!"
Zhou Ci's face, which had been cold for so long, finally showed a faint smile. He took the initiative to extend his hand to Song Yu: "Happy cooperation, Miss Song."
Song Yu shook hands back: "It's a pleasure to work with you, Mr. Zhou."
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