The knock on Qiu Yuying’s office door resounded, and as Qiu Yuying was viewing a document, she called out for the visitor to enter. Xiao Yifeng walked in, carrying a bouquet of fresh flowers.
"Xiao Yifeng, what are you doing?"
Seeing Xiao Yifeng holding a bouquet of fresh flowers, Qiu Yuying’s face showed a trace of surprise.
"Manager Qiu, this bouquet of flowers is for you," Xiao Yifeng said with a smile on his face.
"You’re giving these to me?" Qiu Yuying looked at Xiao Yifeng with a somewhat astonished expression.
"Of course, I carefully selected them for you; they’re very fitting for you."
Xiao Yifeng spoke shamelessly, without showing any signs of lying. One couldn’t help but wonder what the feelings of the person who actually bought these flowers would be, knowing that Xiao Yifeng was giving away his flowers to the woman he intended them for.
"Why are you giving me flowers?" Qiu Yuying asked, slightly puzzled.
"Do I need a reason to give flowers? If I must give one, it would be that flowers complement a beautiful woman."
Xiao Yifeng’s lips curved into a wicked smile as he spoke romantically.
"You better give them to President Ye, I don’t want to be misunderstood by Ya Xin," Qiu Yuying suggested.
"Don’t worry, President Ye has me, which is enough. She doesn’t need flowers. You just take this bouquet kindly, goodbye."
Xiao Yifeng waved his hand and walked straight out as Qiu Yuying stared at the fresh flowers in front of her, her gaze flickering, lost in thought.
After leaving Qiu Yuying’s office, Xiao Yifeng arrived outside Ye Yaxin’s office. Just as he was about to enter, he was stopped by Su Yan.
"Secretary Su, what do you mean by this?" Xiao Yifeng looked at Su Yan with a frivolous gaze.
"President Ye is meeting with an important guest, and has ordered that no outsiders disturb them," Su Yan said with an air of arrogance.
"Important guest? What important guest?" Xiao Yifeng asked, and a quick use of his x-ray vision revealed that it was Zheng Wendong. He hadn’t expected this man to be here.
"Sorry, I need to see my wife, I have something important," Xiao Yifeng said directly.
"That’s not possible. President Ye has ordered that nobody is allowed to disturb her," Su Yan still stood blocking the office door, denying Xiao Yifeng entry.
At this point, Xiao Yifeng’s face revealed a mischievously wicked smile as he looked at Su Yan, "Are you sure you won’t let me in?"
Su Yan didn’t say a word, but continued to stand in front of the office door.
"You’re forcing my hand," Xiao Yifeng said, suddenly swinging one of his arms.
"Jerk!" Su Yan glared at Xiao Yifeng with a furious expression.
Unable to take it anymore, Su Yan quickly stepped aside, glaring hatefully at Xiao Yifeng as though wishing she could devour this rascal whole.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yifeng, chuckling, opened the office door and walked in.
Both Ye Yaxin and Zheng Shaodong inside the office were taken aback as Xiao Yifeng entered.
"How did you get in?"
Ye Yaxin frowned slightly at Xiao Yifeng’s entrance, while Zheng Shaodong’s eyes flickered with an unusual look upon seeing Xiao Yifeng.
"I had something to discuss with you, so I came in. Isn’t this Zheng Shaodong? What brings you here?"
Xiao Yifeng looked at Zheng Shaodong indifferently.
"You two know each other?" A flicker of confusion passed through Ye Yaxin’s eyes as she regarded the two men.
"Mr. Xiao, I am now a partner of the Ye Corporation, so we will likely meet frequently in the future," Zheng Shaodong said with a smile, turning his gaze towards Ye Yaxin.
"President Ye, let’s leave our discussion there for today. I’ll continue with Manager Qiu later on. I’ll take my leave now."
Ye Yaxin stood and replied, "Alright, Deputy Director Zheng, please take care."
With Zheng Shaodong’s departure from the office, Xiao Yifeng couldn’t help but ask, "What was he discussing with Manager Qiu?"
"Qian Corporation’s division in Tianhai is discussing a project partnership with our Ye Corporation, with Zheng Shaodong being the project manager on Qian’s side, and Manager Qiu handling the matter on our end. Naturally, they were discussing the project partnership," Ye Yaxin explained calmly.
"This guy is definitely up to no good," Xiao Yifeng muttered.
"What did you say?" Ye Yaxin’s gaze shifted towards Xiao Yifeng.
"Oh, nothing," he replied.
"Didn’t you say you had something to discuss? Out with it."
"I have two brothers that I want to place in the Ye Corporation’s security department," Xiao Yifeng said directly.
"In the security department?" Ye Yaxin glanced at Xiao Yifeng and remarked, "Ye’s Security Guards has very strict recruiting standards, not just anyone can join, and connections won’t help either."
"Don’t worry about that. My two brothers are loyal and honest, and most importantly, they are skilled fighters. Having them join the security department will definitely enhance the company’s security," Xiao Yifeng assured her.
Ye Yaxin pondered for a moment and said, "In that case, bring them over. I’ll have Wang Meng test them. If there’s no problem, they can become members of Ye’s Security Guards right away. But don’t expect any special treatment for them."
"Rest assured, as long as they’re treated like the other security personnel, that’s enough," Xiao Yifeng said with a smile, aware that the guards of the Ye Corporation earned at least five thousand a month, which was far more than what Dahu and Erhu made on the construction site and much easier work too.
Tianhai International Airport was bustling, and right outside, a Lincoln stretch limousine and three Bentleys drew astonished stares from passersby. The lavish convoy sparked curiosity about the owner’s identity and left many wondering about their grandeur.
Suddenly, a party emerged from the airport, a woman in the center wearing an Italian bespoke overcoat, her golden hair flawlessly styled, crystal glasses adorning her face, all exuding an aristocratic aura.
Although her full features were obscured, her statuesque, devilishly curved figure, along with her aura, hinted at a top-tier beauty.
Black-clad foreign men with dark sunglasses surrounded her, their piercing eyes behind those lenses, bodies brimming with explosive power capable of delivering lethal blows in an instant.
With such a show of force, the onlookers at the airport stood speechless, speculating whether the woman might be a princess from some nation.
The entourage reached the stretch Lincoln, and its door was opened for the golden-haired woman to step inside. The others followed suit, boarding the other vehicles, and the luxurious fleet then departed from the international airport.