Chapter 70 Throwing Yourself into His Arms
As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened.
The faint morning light came in from the sky, and in the hazy light, a figure slowly walked towards them.
His figure was tall and straight, his clothes flowing gracefully. Light and shadow swirled around him, outlining his delicate features and tinting his fair skin with a warm hue, like jade sculptures gilded with gold.
At this moment, the noise in the hall suddenly quieted down, and everyone stared at this figure who seemed to have walked out of the painting, almost forgetting to breathe.
Ning Che stood there with his arms folded, his chin slightly raised, his eyes scanning the crowd with a condescending gaze. He made no secret of his edge, his inherent arrogance threatening to overflow, his voice dripping with arrogance.
"I heard that your Fu family is going to change owners, so I came to join in the fun."
He walked lightly on the wind. In a few steps, he came to Fu Chengyun's side. When he passed by Fu Linyu, he didn't even glance at him.
Fu Linyu was like a wild cat that smelled fish. His eyes followed him, greedily gazing at the beautiful figure.
"If you're here to throw yourself into my arms, I might consider letting your man go."
"OK."
Ning Che's lips curled up slightly, his smile light and pure as the first morning dew. She seemed not to hear the frivolous tone in his words at all.
"I really came to throw myself into your arms."
Going with the flow and prioritizing profit are the survival codes of every member of the Demonic Cult. Ning Che's rise to the top is nothing more than a ruthless and heartless character. Fu Linyu had no doubt about Ning Che's words; to save his life, he would definitely choose him as the most stable supporter.
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Linyu raised the corners of his lips and smiled wildly. He opened his arms and prepared to receive the most precious spoils of this battle with the attitude of a victor.
The next second, Ning Che turned around and threw himself into Fu Chengyun's arms.
"Why didn't you come pick me up?"
Her tone was gentle, as if she was acting coquettishly or talking about family matters. She nestled in the arms of the tall alpha, acting delicately, completely different from the cold and unruly person she was just now.
Fu Chengyun put his arms around his waist and said lovingly, "Someone wants me to leave the stage, but I really can't get away. You can punish me when we get home."
The man in his arms laughed foolishly, put his hands in Fu Chengyun's suit pockets, and tilted his head to ask for a kiss. "No, I'll punish you now."
Fu Linyu's face turned red and white as she watched the couple flirting with each other shamelessly. She kicked over the table beside her in anger.
After a loud bang, the people in the audience finally woke up from the man's inherent charm.
The man who had been cursing like a bell just now said weakly, "After the kiss, let's get down to business."
"Yes, we are waiting for an explanation on our salary."
“That’s right…”
The crowd's protests were already weak, and were silenced by Ning Che's condescending gaze.
He turned from Fu Chengyun's arms and leaned his back against him. He raised his eyelids nonchalantly and scanned the crowd, as if nothing caught his eye. He said lazily, "I'll give you an explanation."
He waved to Assistant Lin. Fu Chengyun took the leather briefcase she handed him and projected the files onto the big screen one by one.
Ning Che said coldly, "Look carefully, I hold 60% of the shares, which means I have a veto over any decision made by the board of directors."
Fu Linyu took a step forward in shock, his pupils suddenly shrinking, staring at Ning Che and questioning; "It's you! How could it be you!"
"Your marriage certificates are fake. How can you, an outsider, inherit the Fu family business?"
Ning Che glanced at him sideways, his eyes looking at him as if he were looking at garbage. "Marriage certificate!"
Fu Chengyun then projected the marriage certificate and equity transfer document onto the big screen.
The people in the audience saw that the evidence was conclusive and immediately became excited.
"No matter how you arrange it, someone has to bear the loss, and it can't be us."
"That's right, we are just workers. Why should we pay for the capitalists?"
"Shut up!" Ning Che slammed his palm on the table, causing it to shatter. He angrily shouted, "Did I tell you to be responsible?"
"From now on, if anyone speaks out again, no one will get a penny from the company!"
The hall fell silent in an instant.
His cold and arrogant look was like a sword drawn from its sheath, gleaming with a cold light that made people dare not look directly at him, let alone disobey him in the slightest.
Even though Fu Linyu hated him, he was still wary of his fierce strength that had overpowered him for more than ten years. Although he glared at him, he did not shout at him again.
Ning Che was very satisfied with the performance of everyone present. He leaned back lazily in Fu Chengyun's arms with a sneer on his face.
"You bunch of idiots, you don't even know you're being used as a gun."
Those sharp eyes squinted at Fu Linyu, and he hit the nail on the head. "The Chengdong project has been losing money since we took it over, because all the profits went into Fu Linyu's pocket. Now that it's being given away through Fu Chengyun, it can be considered a good thing for the company."
"Since you've swallowed the money~" Ning Che's eyes suddenly became sharp, staring at Fu Linyu with a look full of provocation. "Then you should spit it out obediently!"
"Humph!" The truth was revealed, and Fu Linyu stopped pretending. He sneered, "What if I don't vomit?"
"It's none of your business!" Ning Che waved his hand, and Fu Chengyun displayed all the evidence.
"You sent bodyguards to break into my house illegally, plotted against me, and colluded with officials to falsely accuse Fu Chengyun of tax evasion. Each of these offenses is enough to get you a long prison sentence."
Without waiting for Fu Linyu's reaction, the big screen played the anti-school violence statement issued by the parents of Jiaer School. Then it played Fu Linyu's pretentious remarks in front of the Fu family mansion, and finally the conspiracy of Fu Linyu revealed by the two bodyguards.
There was an uproar in the audience.
It turned out that he was really being used as a gun by Fu Linyu to fight for interests. They took advantage of Mr. Fu, who had always been tolerant of others, to help such a despicable villain.
The noise filled the hall again, but this time the target of the abuse was Fu Linyu.
Fu Linyu gritted his teeth. He had carefully planned a game of chess, but in the end, he was defeated by Ning Che again. It was even more tragic than the first time.
The whites of his eyes were red, and the look he gave Ning Che was as terrifying as a demon. The moment the sword pierced his heart, he swore that even if he died, he would drag Ning Che down with him to hell.
He burned his boats and used the same old trick again.
The smell of rotten wood suddenly emerged, like a hungry wolf rushing towards Ning Che.
Faced with the crushing of high-level alpha breathalyzers, low-level omegas are unable to resist and can only flee madly and be slaughtered in the end.
The audience exclaimed, "Be careful!", "Run!", "Despicable!", "Shameless!"
The situation was so critical that someone even threw a suppressant onto the stage. Someone else urgently called an ambulance.
Ning Che turned a deaf ear and just stood there quietly.
The next second, the strong scent of cedar came overwhelmingly, sweeping towards Fu Linyu with overwhelming force.
"You! You are S-level!" Fu Linyu's eyes were bloodshot and his face was pale.
Ning Che took in his dejection and smiled broadly as he turned sideways. "My husband is amazing, isn't he?"
Fu Chengyun walked forward, smiled and pinched the soft flesh on his waist, which made the proud and arrogant beauty's waist tremble slightly.
The wild wolf with a corrupted brain in the humid rainforest was suppressed by the cool and majestic pines and cypresses in the snow in the blink of an eye.
Beads of sweat fell to the ground from his forehead. Fu Linyu could no longer hold on. His knees gave way and he fell to his knees in front of Ning Che. "You, you, won unfairly!"
Ning Che walked up to him, squatted down, and got very close to him. Seeing his miserable state, he sneered in a low voice, "How can people like you and me be honest and upright, Master Xu~"
Fu Linyu spat out blood, barely raised his head, panting and grinning at Ning Che. His eyes were sinister, "We'll see!"
Director Zhao and his team were waiting outside the door early. When the dust settled, they took Fu Linyu back to the bureau for interrogation.
Ning Che leaned into Fu Chengyun's arms, crossed his arms, and described the next arrangements in a very casual manner.
No one paid attention to the four shareholders in a corner of the stage. When they heard Ning Che read out the three words "Master Xu", they were shocked and exchanged glances with each other.
"The company's losses will be made up from Fu Linyu's personal account. Everyone will do their job and there will be no conflict of interest."
"Also!" He paused, glaring coldly at the old shareholders who had been standing by and watching. "Is it okay with Fu Chengyun continuing to serve as president? Everyone?"
Several old shareholders were just going through the motions, but they didn't expect to be the ones to eat the melon. They were shocked.
"Ah, no, no problem."
The head shareholder was surnamed Xia, a man in his early fifties with a large belly. He didn't come to the company often, and when he did, he acted like an enigmatic, otherworldly expert.
I don't know why today, but when I saw Ning Che's eyes looking at me, I stood up involuntarily.
The two of them were trembling and stammering, almost kneeling on the ground.
Fu Chengyun quickly stepped forward to support him, "Although Cheche is now a major shareholder, he is still a junior after all, so please don't give him such a big gift."
"Hey, hey, okay."
Several other shareholders were also unusual. They rushed forward from their seats, carried President Xia and ran very fast. He didn't look like he was over 50 years old at all. He ran to the door in a flash and forgot to even say hello.
Ning Che took his hand out of Fu Chengyun's suit pocket and stared at the direction they were running in, his eyes becoming deeper.
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