"Not owning up to it frankly—were you waiting to play dumb and then be exposed?"
Gu Annan didn’t directly answer the question, his hands slowly slipping into his trouser pockets.
"Lu Wanwan is indeed at our company," Jiu Rong explained calmly. "She initially applied to our branch in the United States and performed very well—she’s quite a talented individual. She had recently accepted a job transfer back to the country, and I was considering evaluating her adaptability to the domestic environment and thinking about her future development."
Seeing the man who hadn’t spoken, his expression as indifferent as ever, it seemed as though what he said had nothing to do with him.
"Of course, I know she is your ex-wife," Jiu Rong said with a hint of helplessness. "When I saw this employee’s information, I hesitated about whether to transfer someone else here. Since she had no objections, I thought you wouldn’t either. After all, we don’t cooperate much, and there’s really no need for you, President Gu, to handle it personally. So, Lu Wanwan being here should have nothing to do with you, right?"
Jiu Rong, unable to fathom his emotions, tentatively inquired, "So, if you think having your ex-wife working here will affect our future cooperation, I will have her reassigned back to the United States. No matter how talented, she is not as valuable as Gu Corporation. She seemed to adapt well in the United States."
"When did I say I had a problem with it?" Gu Annan sneered sharply, his dark eyes scanning over, "In a cooperation between two major groups, what impact could she possibly have?"
"Oh, so you mean, you have no problem with your ex-wife working here," Jiu Rong asked to make sure.
Previously, Lu Wanwan worked at ’Zui Entertainment’, a project in which he had invested for personal interests.
As a result, Gu Annan used his leverage for improper threats, forcing him to issue all sorts of outrageous orders that severely affected his mystique and demeanor at ’Zui Entertainment’.
This time, since the two no longer had any relationship, he probably wouldn’t be unreasonable and make all kinds of absurd demands, would he?
Jiu Rong just wanted to properly manage the company and did not want to be whimsically forced into these inexplicable emotional vendettas.
Initially, when Bai Lingyun suggested she join MG, he had refused at first; he admitted that it was seeing her work capabilities that gradually won him over.
She didn’t rest on her connections to slack off but instead worked far harder than others to prove herself.
In fact, he didn’t want to miss out on this talent because of Gu Annan.
"No problem," Gu Annan’s face darkened further.
Each mention of ’ex-wife’ inexplicably irritated him.
"That’s good to hear," Jiu Rong continued to test, "no need for any additional salary increases for your ex-wife or anything..."
Seeing his face grow even darker, Jiu Rong quickly corrected himself, "or to seek revenge, like deducting salary or bonuses... Need I?" He had heard that many people become mortal enemies after divorce, meeting only as adversaries. "But I advise you not to mix private grievances with public affairs."
Gu Annan clenched his teeth, "You don’t need to remind me of that."
If this guy mentions ’ex-wife’ one more time...
Gu Annan’s expression was icy as he left without a word of goodbye.
Jiu Rong, too relieved, did not pretend to detain him or personally see him off.
He walked out from the office, and the familiar voice he remembered spoke on the phone, "Yes, I’ll be attending that party. Let’s dine at Yunjing tomorrow then, don’t worry, I won’t bail on the bill."
Seeing him come out, even the voice on the phone quieted down.