Chapter 16 (1/2)

Fetish of the Rich

“Xing Shu, President Chen said that you have a prospectus. How dare you take away such an important document! Which company would dare to hire someone like you in the future? Hurry up and hand it over!” In the message, Hu Jie’s tone was visibly flustered and exasperated. When they called Lirong Corporation earlier on, President Chen answered the call and asked about the prospectus.

How would she know about this?

She did not expect President Chen to hang up so rudely after hearing her stuttering answer!

How on earth would they be able to sign the contract and complete the acquisition tomorrow?

Thinking of the awkward situation tomorrow, Hu Jie sent another message to Xing Shu: “The data collected by using the company’s resources belongs to the company. You have no right to take it away.”

Xing Shu was so angry at Hu Jie’s words that she laughed. She had seen shameless people, but this one took the cake. She was so disgusted by Cheng Xingyang’s goal to replace her with such a person. But it did not matter. The things she had told Cheng Lang were enough for Cheng Xingyang to suffer.

Xing Shu blocked the message from Hu Jie and said, “Assistant Jian Yaochuan, please stop at the intersection ahead.” Her tone was calm and a little tired.

Jian Yaochuan looked at the rearview mirror, wanting to see some hints on Cheng Lang’s face, but unfortunately… Cheng Lang was impassive. When they reached the intersection, Jian Yaochuan signaled the chauffeur to stop the car.

Xing Shu hugged the box, feeling a little disappointed. She thought that Cheng Lang would ask her to stay, but he sat dispassionately like a stony statue.

“Young Uncle, you’re not asking me to stay?” Xing Shu leaned against the car window. Her long hair fell down, making her face look even smaller. She seemed to have said this casually—without waiting for Cheng Lang to respond, she carried the box and got out of the car.

Cheng Lang gazed quietly after her receding figure for a long time before retracting his gaze. Xing Shu was like a lone injured wolf, finding a place to lick her wounds in secret and did not need anyone’s sympathy.