37: President Pei has impeccable taste and extraordinary taste. Even his drafting ruler is made of sandalwood without graduations. He has a keen eye for detail.



37: President Pei has impeccable taste and extraordinary taste. Even his drafting ruler is made of sandalwood without graduations. He has a keen eye for detail.

"Mingyu will be picking us up to go to the mountainside soon. Is there anything else you need to tidy up?" His voice was calm and unreadable. Shang Zhi sat there ignoring him, and Pei Yanxiu didn't care either, focusing on continuing his work.

"Then I'll go tidy up." Pei Yanxiu took some commonly used items and put two suitcases and a small box. When they got off the elevator, Shang Zhi was still wondering what was in the long box. The next second, Mingyu didn't hold it properly, and the contents of the box scattered in front of the three of them.

Two high-quality rulers and several rattan canes.

Shang Zhi wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground right then and there.

She didn't actually find anything wrong with these domestic matters between her and Pei Yanxiu. Although she never openly admitted it, she accepted it. If she hadn't accepted it, she wouldn't have been with him four years ago. Being spurred on by him to improve herself brought her some secret joy.

As her skin heated up, she felt her heart pounding. When he pressed her against his knees, a sense of anticipation rose within her.

The pain and the warmth that followed brought her a vivid feeling.

It was a secret she had kept buried deep in her heart for many years.

Deep down, she's a very self-centered person, fearless and audacious. If she truly didn't want to, she would have brought it up formally long ago. It's because she respects him that she relinquishes some of her control. People are always contradictory; what they say and what they do don't match. You can fool others, but you can't fool yourself; the body will make the most honest choice. But just because she can accept it doesn't mean it can be known by others. There are too many things in this world that are best left unsaid; if you can't explain them clearly, it's better to say nothing.

"This isn't mine." Her sudden statement was so obviously absurd, and her eagerness to deny it only made her seem more guilty.

"It's a drawing ruler and a stirring stick for stirring bath salts in the bathtub." Shang Zhimeng said whatever came to mind, continuing to make things up.

"It has to be our CEO Pei who has such good taste and makes such an extraordinary purchase. He even uses a sandalwood ruler without graduations for drafting. He has such discerning eyes!" Mingyu put the items away, unable to hide the smile on his face.

"You're still too idle. It seems I haven't assigned you enough work, giving you time to joke around with the boss." Pei Yanxiu wasn't angry, just said calmly. Shang Zhi felt both embarrassed and amused, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Upon arriving at the villa, Pei Yanxiu carefully placed the contents of the box into a cabinet in his study. He had specifically cleared out several shelves in the cabinet to store these pieces of equipment, all of which were heavy and looked intimidating.

It's perfect for scaring children.

Shang Zhi looked around the room, dissatisfied with everything.

"These curtains are so ugly, they're bad for my luck."

"These floor tiles seem to clash with me."

"I really don't want to live here. Can't we find somewhere else?"

"Uncle Pei?"

“I know what’s bothering you.” After a long silence, Pei Yanxiu finally spoke.

"Xixi, stay home and behave yourself for a while. I'll handle it. Be good. I have my reasons for asking you to do this."

"If you keep me trapped here, I'll be so bored. What will I do every day? You can't do this."

“You can exercise, read, and study. Have you read all the company management materials I gave you before? Do you understand the details of the Tiancui project? Also, how long has it been since you exercised? This house has a complete set of fitness equipment, and you can go swimming when the weather is nice. If you don’t know what to do, I can help you make a plan so you won’t be bored.”

"......"

“You can also invite a coach to your home, or if you want to dance, I can find a room to renovate for you to dance in. There are actually a lot of things we can do.”

"......"

"Didn't you say you wanted to practice your handwriting? Now you have a good time to practice. Look at your handwriting every time you sign a document, it's like a dog's scribbles."

"How about this, I'll help you make a plan, okay?"

"no!"

"Since we've all agreed, let's proceed amicably."

"......"

Shang Zhi was speechless for a moment, too angry to speak. She went into the bathroom to shower and was staring blankly at the small trees outside the window that were being blown about by the wind when suddenly a large hand grabbed her waist.

"Don't move." His fingertips reached down, and before she could dodge, he had already taken control of her.

A soft hum.

When are you finally going to let me go?

“Never.” His hand moved from her hair to her waist, and then down.

He pinned her against the bathtub, this time with great force, and she couldn't help but tremble as he pressed against her.

She didn't dislike physical contact with him; even when they were arguing, she found it hard to resist. His palms were warm, and it felt comfortable to hold her close.

He was strong yet gentle, and he would adjust his pace according to her reactions. He was even more intelligent than an electronic boyfriend.

When she was imprisoned by him, a sense of shame about breaking taboos would excite her even more.

He really knows her, he knows every inch of her, her sensitivity, her vulnerability, and how much she can endure.

But the moment she collapsed onto the bed afterward, Shang Zhi immediately regained her composure and entered a state of sagehood.

She began to doubt whether the price she paid for marrying Tian Cui was worth it.

"Give me your phone." He came out of the bathroom, wearing only a short towel. He had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and lean, clean muscles. He looked good whether he was dressed or not, and she was momentarily mesmerized by his appearance.

"What are you going to do?" She immediately asked, alert, having caught the key words.

"To avoid unnecessary trouble, I'll keep it for now."

"Uncle Pei, I was wrong. I won't call the police again. Please don't be angry."

"Give it to me."

"Xixi, you can give it to me yourself and suffer less." The man's warning came from above her head, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Get out!" she angrily threw her phone at his face. He seemed to have anticipated her move and dodged it by slightly turning his body.

Pei Yanxiu then went to his study to hold a video conference, where he had the technical team explain the situation of the underground cavern.

"President Pei, based on the preliminary survey, the diameter of the underground cave is approximately 10 meters. We recommend temporarily halting construction for further evaluation. We need a more precise determination of the cave's location and size, as well as whether the cave's roof is structurally sound."

Is it easy to handle?

“There have been similar cases in China before. My initial idea was to use high-pressure grouting combined with reinforced concrete arch bridge technology to deal with it. Now that it has been discovered early, the problem should not be too big.”

"However, we may need to temporarily halt construction, reinforce the site, and then restart. Aside from technical issues, I wonder what opinions the outside world might have if they know that Tiancui has stopped construction."

"Then don't let the outside world know. Everyone is strictly forbidden from talking about this. Leave a few people at the construction site every day to organize materials or do something else. Just make it look like there are people there."

"OK."

"In terms of cost, how much would this increase the price?"

"We try to keep it between 3% and 5%."

Pei Yanxiu's methodical arrangements kept things under control and minimized the impact on the project.

Pei Yanxiu originally didn't want to tell Pei Qing'an about this, but he eventually found out anyway and called to invite him home for dinner. He refused several times, citing being busy, but eventually couldn't refuse.

"If you don't come back now, you'll never have to come back."

"Useless thing."

On the other end of the phone, Pei Qing'an's voice was somewhat excited.

When Pei Yanxiu arrived home, Pei Qing'an had been waiting for him for a long time.

"dad."

"Don't concern yourself with the Tiancui underground cavern," Pei Qing'an said, getting straight to the point as he stood up.

"Why?"

"Why do you think I'm right? You're so smart, why can't you figure it out? Yanxiu, you don't actually think I agreed to let you invest in Ruikang just for the profit sharing after Tiancui's project is completed, do you? Do we really need a few hundred million?"

“What I want is the entire Ruikang. I don’t believe you can’t understand something as simple as this.” Pei Yanxiu stood there, stunned.

“I disagree. We can’t do that. Wan Jia is already one of the top companies in Hong Kong. Is it necessary to resort to such methods?”

"What methods? Tell me what methods? It's just normal business competition. If you can't play the game, you're out. Isn't that reasonable?"

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