Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 41 Xiao Xiao is always a role model of ambition

Nan Wu was terrified and deliberately shouted loudly, "Jiayang, it's really not going to work today. Anyway, I'll be yours sooner or later, so what's a little more time?"

Whether he listened or not, he suddenly stopped, a disgusting smile on his face. "Fine, you don't want me to take your virginity now, right? How about this, we each compromise. Anyway, I have to let it out tonight, or you'll have to use your mouth on me!"

Nan Wu's lips twitched.

"What, you're not happy?" Xiao Jiayang stared at her darkly. "Hmph! Everyone has a limited patience. Don't push your luck. If you piss me off, I'm capable of anything!"

After saying that, he pushed Nan Wu down like a hungry wolf.

Seeing that he had already unleashed his "tools," Nan Wu could no longer bear it and bent her knees, preparing to kick him in the groin.

She'd rather the deal fall through than risk getting herself involved.

She would try to make amends afterward if possible, but if not, she would quit.

At the crucial moment...

"Knock knock knock!" Someone knocked on the door.

Frustrated by his mishap, Xiao Jiayang roared, "Damn it, who is it?"

"It's me, Song Hao, Mr. Xiao. You're in Miss Nan's room, right? Brother Shen wants you to come over!"

Upon hearing the words "Brother Shen," Xiao Jiayang, who had been standing proudly just moments before, instantly wilted.

Uncle Si's timing couldn't have been worse.

Thinking of his fourth uncle, who was famous for his eating habits and was respected by everyone, he dared not not go.

"Thank you for your help, Assistant Song. I'll be right there!"

Unable to vent his anger and no longer wanting the woman, Xiao Jiayang had no choice but to quickly pull up his pants and go see the man.

Before leaving, he glared fiercely at Nan Wu.

Nan Wu closed the door and locked it the next second, then lay back on the bed and let out a long sigh.

Xiao Shen arrived just in time; it was as if he came to her rescue riding on auspicious clouds.

Xiao Jiayang knocked on the door next door.

"Fourth Uncle, Assistant Song said you were looking for me?"

Despite Xiao Jiayang's usual swaggering and arrogance due to his status as the eldest grandson of the Xiao family, he instantly becomes subservient and doesn't even dare to meet Xiao Shen's gaze the moment he stands in front of him.

Xiao Shen propped his feet up on the coffee table, lounging on the sofa and lazily flipping through the day's financial magazine without even looking up. "It's so late, I hope this hasn't disturbed your rest?"

"No, no, I usually go to bed late!" Xiao Jiayang said, forcing a smile, though he was secretly suffering.

A perfectly good thing was ruined by someone, and he didn't even dare to complain. What could he say?
"Alright, Song Hao has other things to do. This document is urgently needed. Please check the data from beginning to end. It's very important and can't be taken lightly!"

Xiao Jiayang took the document and flipped through it. His vision went black, and he almost fell backward.

He didn't know much about this new project, so how could he possibly check the data? Normally, this was the work of the president's right-hand man. Putting aside whether it was tiring or not, he wasn't good at this kind of work. If it weren't for his assistant's help, he wouldn't have been able to complete those previous tasks.

"Fourth Uncle, when do you want it?"

Xiao Shen replied casually, "Tomorrow morning!"

"Huh? So early!" Xiao Jiayang's face turned pale with fright.

The content was already complicated enough, and the time allotted was so short. Even if there were two of them, let alone just him, it would still take a whole day and night. That would be killing him!
Xiao Shen's expression hardened. "What? You can't do it? Fine, then I'll find..."

Xiao Jiayang reluctantly took on the task, saying, "I can do it, I can do it. Don't worry, Fourth Uncle, I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

Xiao Shen raised an eyebrow appreciatively, "I knew I wasn't wrong. Well then, thank you for your hard work!"

With his fourth uncle's praise, Xiao Jiayang was overjoyed, as if he had eaten a sweet potato, and happily left with the documents in his arms.

His fourth uncle was willing to entrust him with such an important task, which showed him immense trust. He was the only one in the entire Xiao family to have this honor, something he could boast about for days and nights.

If he could build a good relationship with his fourth uncle, who among the bastards in the Xiao family would dare to look down on him in the future? He only realized this when he returned to his room.

God!
He actually took on such an inhuman job. If he finishes it, great. But if he fails, how will his fourth uncle punish him?
Thinking of this, an invisible fear spread throughout my body.

Xiao Jiayang shivered and collapsed onto the sofa, regretfully slapping his head.

The next day, early morning.

The company sent two cars to wait outside the hotel.

Xiao Shen led the way, and the group emerged from the hotel in a grand procession.

Today he was dressed impeccably in a suit and tie, with his hair slicked back. He looked more composed and dignified than usual.

As long as he gets serious and doesn't say anything crude, he's practically the pinnacle of business elites, an unattainable dream for women.

Only Nan Wu had seen his unruly and wild nature in private; he was a gentleman in public but a beast in private.

Seeing that Xiao Shen had boarded the lead car, Nan Wu prepared to go around to the rear car to avoid him going crazy.

The car window rolled down, revealing a man with sunglasses perched on his nose. A slight smile curved his thin lips, a look that seemed both ruthless and affectionate. "Get in!"

Which car to get in? It was all in his warning tone.

Nan Wu resignedly turned back. Song Hao was in the passenger seat, and she had no choice but to sit in the back with Xiao Shen.

The group went to the branch office, and around noon, they were picked up and taken to a nearby hotel.

The dinner party was attended by big bosses. Nan Wu heard from Song Hao that these bosses and Lao Dong all had partnerships with the Xiao family.

It's all down to the contract.

As they walked down a corridor, Nan Wu subconsciously tugged at Song Hao's sleeve. "Assistant Song, why haven't we seen CEO Xiao today?"

Privately, he calls himself Jiayang, but he has a different name for him in public.

Song Hao glanced around, then coughed lightly, his fist pressed to his lips. "Little Xiao didn't sleep all night because of work, and is catching up on sleep now. He's truly a role model for the company's management, a paragon of ambition!"

Nan Wu: "..."

And this thing?

I always felt that I couldn't help but be connected with Xiao Shen.

Who cares? She doesn't want to see his face anyway.

In the largest private room, three or four business representatives had been waiting for a long time. They were all from the business world and knew how to get along with people. They reserved the most prestigious seat for the person of the highest status.

"Fourth Master is here!"

Everyone stood up and bowed to greet them.

Those young, talented CEOs on TV are all fake; in reality, they're just greasy old men who aren't good-looking.

Someone like Xiao Shen, who possesses talent, power, and good looks, is even rarer than winning the lottery.

Without comparison, there is no harm. The moment Xiao Shen stood there, he instantly made them look like ugly ducklings and cracked fruits. It was a perfect kill!

Knowing she wasn't a big star, Nan Wu quietly found an empty seat.

Good, it's good to keep my distance from dangerous big shots.

In the business world, flattery is inevitable. After a series of maneuvers, everyone took their seats, and it was then that some people noticed Nan Wu.

"Fourth Master, this young lady isn't your secretary, is she?"

Nan Wu looked up and her gaze met Xiao Shen's.

(End of this chapter)