When Yu Yao arrived at the purchasing department's conference room, she thought it was Wu Huaiqing. She entered the conference room but didn't see anyone. Just as she was about to go to Wu Huaiqing's office, she heard the conference room door creak shut behind her.
"Did you send me?"
Yu Yao's expression changed slightly when she saw Zhou Qiang.
Zhou Qiang smiled as he locked the door, then put the key in his pocket in front of Yu Yao. He walked up to Yu Yao and lowered his voice, saying, "What's the rush? Did you think Wu Huaiqing was calling you?"
Yu Yao frowned, took a step back, and calmly looked at Zhou Qiang.
"What exactly do you want from me? Make it quick, I don't have time for idle chatter."
"Don't be so heartless. What Wu Huaiqing can give you, I, Zhou Qiang, can give you as well, and even more."
Zhou Qiang grinned lewdly and reached out to put his arm around Yu Yao's shoulder, but Yu Yao grabbed his wrist.
Yu Yao's voice was icy, carrying a warning: "Director Zhou, I advise you to show some respect and not to lay a hand on me, otherwise I don't mind crippling it."
He then pinched her hard as a warning.
Zhou Qiang's face turned pale with pain. "Yu Yao, let's talk this out. Don't hit me."
Yu Yao shook off his hand. "I hope Director Zhou will remember this lesson. I don't want to say the same thing twice."
Hearing her say that, Zhou Qiang was not angry at all. Instead, he looked at Yu Yao with a fascinated and infatuated gaze.
"You look so cute when you're angry, I like it even more now."
Yu Yao felt a chill run down her spine. Looking at the greasy man, who was about her height and had a receding hairline, with his swollen, ugly face, looking at her with such affection, she almost vomited.
Zhou Qiang, oblivious to everything, gazed at the beautiful face with her delicately furrowed brows and couldn't resist lunging at her. "Yu Yao, to be honest, I really like you. Just give in to me."
Yu Yao nimbly dodged and slapped Zhou Qiang hard across the face.
At the same time, he took the keys from his pocket with lightning speed.
With a loud slap, Zhou Qiang's right cheek swelled up at a visible speed, but he seemed even more excited, covering his face in ecstasy.
“Yu Yao, well done. I like you even more now. As long as you agree to help me deal with Wu Huaiqing, and you divorce your old man from the countryside, I will marry you.”
Yu Yao was about to leave, but upon hearing this, she hid the key, found a bench to sit down, and calmly asked, "You want to deal with Wu Huaiqing? Tell me."
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