Chu Hongyu was pushed out of the suite. She was still completely bewildered as she looked at the closed oak door.
Or rather, she was both furious and bewildered... Wasn't she the one who was forcibly kissed? Why is she the one being kicked out now, treated like a perverted molester who was drunk?
What kind of nonsense is this?! Do they have no regard for their reputation?!
She grew angrier the more she thought about it, and raised her hand to slam the door—
"Bang!!!"
With a loud crash, Chu Hongyu's raised fist froze on the door, startled by the sound of things being smashed inside the room.
What followed was a barrage of sounds—"crash! crash! crash!"—of things being smashed.
She instinctively moved three feet away from the door.
But the next moment, the sounds in the room suddenly stopped, replaced by muffled groans, struggles, and the sound of fists hitting someone.
Chu Hongyu was terrified and instinctively looked around at the other rooms that had been disturbed by the noise.
Melissa and Mark, a few others, peeked out sleepily; the rest of the people who hadn't opened the door were basically dead drunk.
“Melissa…” Chu Hongyu was about to speak.
Melissa and Mark's pupils contracted, and they all swiftly ducked their heads, closing the door behind them and pretending they hadn't seen anything.
Chu Hongyu: "..."
Why are my colleagues reacting like this?!
She was still bewildered when suddenly the phone in the hallway rang: "Ring ring ring—"
Chu Hongyu could only answer the phone first.
There was a mirror behind the phone, and when she looked up, she saw her reflection—
Three buttons had fallen off his shirt collar at some point, and the cuffs had come undone during the struggle. His hair was disheveled, and his lipstick and blood were smeared together and had reached his chin.
Under the dim light of the corridor, one could see a woman who looked like a beautiful but hideous ghost who had just eaten the flesh of a dead child, or a seductive woman who had just finished passionate sex in bed and even killed a man...
She happened to come out of the room where Young Master Ning was making strange noises.
Chu Hongyu: "..."
Great, that's exciting!
Now, she has no desire to guess which of the two reasons her colleagues were so frightened that they slammed the door shut.
She was just glad she'd quit; she didn't have to worry about the huge sum of money—a hundred dollars—and she didn't have to come in tomorrow!
The shrill ringing of the telephone beside her continued relentlessly, like a death knell, and against her backdrop, it possessed a kind of eerie beauty that gave one goosebumps in the middle of the night.
Chu Hongyu took a deep breath and answered the phone: "Hello..."
The receptionist quickly answered the phone with a complaint from downstairs guests about noise, and then impatiently and "concernedly" asked what had happened, while also kindly stating that if the noise wasn't stopped, security would be sent up immediately!
Chu Hongyu looked at her reflection in the mirror and assessed the likelihood of her colleagues opening the door for her to enter.
She said simply, "Sorry, our leader had too much to drink. There might be something to compensate for tomorrow, but we won't make any more noise."
Chu Hongyu hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and turned around to knock on the door.
but……
"Thump thump thump thump..." "Thump thump thump??" "Thump thump thump!!!!"
She knocked for a long time, but the door didn't open.
I hope nothing bad has happened inside.
Chu Hongyu frowned and leaned slightly against the doorway.
There were strange, indistinct sounds coming from inside the door, from people or something else, but no one opened it.
Chu Hongyu felt a little panicked and was wondering what to do when she suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye—a key on the door lock!
That was when Tony opened the door earlier with the hangover soup and saw her straddling Ning Bingyu. The scene was so shocking that he rushed in to chase her away and forgot to take the key out!
She took a deep breath and turned the doorknob to the room...
The door had only been pushed open halfway when Chu Hongyu discovered a mess on the floor; a life-sized crystal art vase lay broken in two.
That's probably the source of the loud noise just now.
She squeezed her way in and saw the floor littered with a jumble of Soviet-imported European-style fruit platters, kettles, teapots, and coat racks...
It's like someone fought a life-or-death battle here!
Then, in the messy, dimly lit room, Chu Hongyu saw a scene she would never forget—
Tony stood by the table looking pale and sickly, his hair a mess, his face bruised and swollen, and his coat torn in a large hole.
He held a huge stack of documents taller than his head in one hand, while the other hand rested on the dagger at his waist, watching Ning Dashao sitting at the table warily!
Young Master Ning sat upright, his face showing no other injuries except for the blood from her bite and his lipstick, but all the buttons on his shirt were ripped off, revealing his well-muscled upper body.
but……
His sleeve was torn and bloody, but his neck was still neatly tied with Tony's tie.
The man squinted as he looked at documents under a desk lamp with a broken light bulb: "Tony... why is the light in the conference room so dim? Is the general affairs department just sitting around doing nothing? I called the people at the New York branch, how did those bastards do their background checks? A company with such terrible performance dares to ask me to acquire it? To use it for land reclamation?"
He slammed his hand on the table with a "bang".
Chu Hongyu was utterly shocked and instinctively took a step back, then—with a "crack"—stepped on a small piece of glass.
She glanced down—the last lens on Young Master Ning's expensive gold-rimmed glasses had been crushed by her foot.
The sound instantly caught Tony's attention.
Tony looked at her pleadingly, not even bothering to suspect what she had done to his young master: "Hongyu!! Call him Assistant Ye! Assistant Ye!!"
Chu Hongyu: "...Assistant Ye didn't come out just now. Mark carried him upstairs. He should still be unconscious."
Ning Bingyu frowned as he looked at the documents: "Isn't Assistant Ye in Shanghai? Don't call him, just focus on the project there!"
Tony & Chu Hongyu: "..."
Nobody paid him any attention.
Tony continued to plead for help: "Second Madam! Second Madam!!"
Chu Hongyu: "...The Second Madam went to Hangzhou to see an old friend this morning, have you forgotten?"
Tony snapped, "...HOLLY SHIT!!"
Ning Bingyu raised his eyes unhappily: "Mommy is in Beijing with Char Siu Girl. She never asks about these kinds of things."
Then, he saw Chu Hongyu standing by the door...
Chu Hongyu was swept by his sharp phoenix eyes and instantly recalled the kiss he had given her when he pressed her down on the sofa and "served" her.
Her face flushed, turning pale and then red, and she instinctively took another step back.
Ning Bingyu narrowed his eyes dangerously and spoke: "Who gave you permission to go into the president's office again?"
Chu Hongyu: "..."
If she weren't like this, she wouldn't want to come in!
Ning Bingyu lowered his head impatiently and said coldly, "You don't need to come tomorrow. Go to HR to settle your salary, Vivian!"
Chu Hongyu: "..."
Okay, she forgot that her boss was nearsighted with a prescription of 500 degrees and couldn't distinguish between people and animals from three meters away without his glasses, but even if he mistook her for someone else, it wouldn't stop him from firing her!
Tony's face turned green, and he took a deep breath: "Hongyu, what did you do? What did you say that made him like this? The last time he was like this was when he was twenty years old, studying for his doctorate at Oxford, and was forced to give up his research project to return to Hong Kong after drinking too much the night before!"
It's been over a decade, and it's been a long time since I've seen the young master so seriously acting drunk!
Chu Hongyu was also shocked: "..."
She doesn't know any chickens either...
She didn't do anything, she just treated him like a gigolo... that's what he said.
She didn't even know what a duck was, or why he was so excited about being a duck.
Why do ducks also face performance pressure? Is it because they have to make Eight Treasure Duck? Is he... breaking down?
Yes, Ningning taught her the word "breakdown".
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