Jin Taixiang bowed and walked in, smiling sheepishly, "Ye... Grandpa Ye, may I ask... what would it take for you to sign the order?"
Ye Huan extended five fingers and said indifferently:
"Adjust the order amount to five hundred million, and then beg me to sign it while kneeling."
Without hesitation, Jin Taixiang knelt on the ground and began changing the amount on the document.
He was incredibly excited inside.
Actually, not to mention five hundred million, even if Ye Huan asked for five billion, he would grit his teeth and agree, because as long as Ye Huan signed, his life would be saved.
"Grandpa Ye, the amount has been adjusted, I beg you, please sign it." Jin Taixiang knelt and crawled step by step to Ye Huan, his face full of flattery.
"Scratch scratch scratch."
Ye Huan picked up a pen and signed his name on the contract.
"Thank you, Grandpa Ye, thank you!"
"You really are the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva Guanyin, thank you so much!"
Jin Taixiang cried out in excitement, continuously kowtowing.
Ye Huan’s expression was indifferent, and he spat out a word: "Scram!"
"Yes, yes, yes, I’m getting out right now!" Jin Taixiang dashed out of the office, still jumping excitedly as he left.
Su Qingqing’s mouth was open wide enough to fit a stone, her entire face written with the words "unbelievable."
Jin... Jin Taixiang really rushed back after a phone call from Ye Huan and even begged Ye Huan to sign while kneeling?
Not only that, Ye Huan proposed adjusting the order amount to five hundred million, and he agreed without hesitation?
And after Ye Huan signed, he was so excited?!
Su Qingqing’s eyes were wide open.
At this time, Ye Huan dialed another phone call.
"You’re the president of Finske Asia, right? Jin Taixiang tried to mess with my woman. You handle it yourself. Also, I don’t want to get involved in your brothers’ inheritance fight for the conglomerate, so stop bothering me with orders to kiss ass!"
After saying that, Ye Huan hung up the phone.
Even though he accepted the president’s flattery, Ye Huan had no intention of letting go of Jin Taixiang, the scumbag who attempted to harm Zhang Huimin.
The "poor" Jin Taixiang would never have expected that the moment he reported back to the company would be the day of his doom!
The call ended, and the office was silent.
Su Qingqing was dumbfounded: "Ye Huan, who... were you just talking to on the phone?"
Ye Huan remained composed: "The president of Finske Asia, what’s the matter?"
"What?!" Su Qingqing exclaimed, then suppressed her shock and asked, "Did you just say their president sent an order over to kiss your ass?"
"What’s the problem?"
"And you said you don’t want to get involved in their conglomerate’s succession dispute? Could it be you can influence the heir selection of their conglomerate?"
"Yes, what’s the problem? I forgot to tell you that with just one sentence, I can decide the heir of the Finske Conglomerate." Ye Huan spoke calmly.
The more nonchalant he was, the more overwhelming Su Qingqing felt, overwhelmed to an unparalleled degree.
The Finske Conglomerate is one of the world’s oldest and largest conglomerates.
Wealth rivaling a nation!
Power that knows no bounds!
And Ye Huan could decide their heir with just one sentence?
Before, she wouldn’t have believed it, but now she had no choice but to believe it!
After all, if the president of Finske Asia wasn’t here to kiss his ass, how could Jin Taixiang, as a subordinate, possibly be so respectful to Ye Huan?
In this way, Ye Huan’s identity...
Su Qingqing furrowed her brows and tentatively asked, "Ye Huan, could it be that you’re some hidden heir of a prestigious family?"
"What hidden family? Is your imagination really that wild?" Ye Huan was speechless.
Su Qingqing rolled her eyes at Ye Huan fiercely, "Then explain, if you’re not some heir of a family even more impressive than Finske, how do you have the power to decide the heir of the Finske Conglomerate?"
"Oh, are you talking about that?"
"I used to work as illegal labor in an African mine, and I took an old man with me when I escaped from a mine tunnel."
"After I saved him, he was incredibly grateful and said he could grant me any condition. At first, I thought that old man was just an ordinary person and didn’t care. In the end, I found out that the old man was the Patriarch of the Finske family, the owner of the Finske Conglomerate."
"So, as long as I use that condition, with just one word, I can decide the heir of their conglomerate. Pretty impressive, right?"
Ye Huan said with a show of eyebrows, looking very smug.
He made up a lie casually; otherwise, if he revealed that he was unmatched in the Dark World and could make heads of states and major conglomerate leaders tremble, wouldn’t that be too outrageous?
Su Qingqing was momentarily stunned.
Coming back to her senses, she snorted dismissively.
Clearly, she believed Ye Huan’s made-up story more than the "hidden family heir" theory.
"Oh, so you just got lucky. I thought you were genuinely that impressive." Su Qingqing crossed her arms, speaking mockingly.
"Luck is also a part of strength!"
"By the way, any word from Minister Su about being ready?"
Ye Huan wiggled his eyebrows and pointed to his lips, "hinting" as he spoke.
Su Qingqing’s face flushed red, her heart flustered.
She gritted her teeth and said with a forced smile, "Rea... Ready for what?"
Ye Huan looked dissatisfied and said, "Minister Su, don’t you remember? You said, if I could make Jin Taixiang rush back and beg me to sign the order while kneeling, you’d kiss me five times."
"Rea... Really? I don’t remember that!"
"Don’t talk nonsense; when did I say such a thing!"
Su Qingqing’s gaze faltered briefly, then let out a cold snort, "Who am I, Su Qingqing? A self-loving and self-respecting modern urban woman! How could I agree to such filthy..."
Before she finished her sentence.
"Kiss you once? If you’re really that impressive, I’ll kiss you thrice, no, five times!"
Ye Huan pinched his chin, grinning as he held up his phone.
The phone played a recording of Su Qingqing’s disdainful voice.
"Oh, you actually dared to record me? Are you afraid I’d back out?" Su Qingqing stood up angrily.
"Minister Su, weren’t you just trying to back out?" Ye Huan said with a smile.
Su Qingqing was furious, fuming.
She didn’t expect Ye Huan to record it.
Now that the evidence was there, did she really have to... have to kiss him five times?
"Ye Huan, let’s discuss this..."
"Nothing to discuss, a bet’s a bet." Ye Huan put away his phone, sneering, "If Minister Su wants to back out, I have nothing to say. Just know this, through this, I completely see your true nature; you’re a woman who can’t bear to lose!"
"What are you talking about? How could I possibly not bear to lose?" Su Qingqing retorted angrily.
"Isn’t backing out exactly that? Come on, kiss me!"
Ye Huan pointed to his cheek, letting out a cold snort, "I knew it; women like you who can’t bear to lose can’t fulfill their promises."
Su Qingqing gritted her teeth, hesitating.
She didn’t want to be called a woman who couldn’t bear to lose, but proving the opposite meant actually having to kiss Ye Huan five times?
Su Qingqing took a deep breath and said, "Is... Is there no room for negotiation?"
"Then just forget it if you don’t kiss me!"
"It’s not like you haven’t kissed me before; it’s as if I really want you to kiss me. Can’t bear to lose, just can’t bear to lose, I’m leaving!"
Ye Huan waved his hand and got up to walk straight out of the office.
Haven’t kissed before?
This sentence completely infuriated Su Qingqing.
Her eyes seemed to shoot fire as she suddenly grabbed Ye Huan’s arm and pushed him against the wall.
"I’m telling you, I’m not someone who can’t bear to lose!"
After shouting, she then...