Holding the big boss doll, the soft beauty is going crazy

Chapter 62: Showing off your driving skills! Being chased on the first day of work
Ning Ruchu was really shocked that such a person would be recruited by Luo Zhouheng.

She tilted her eyes slightly and stared at the closet door.

"Also, the funeral is over, and your schedule will be very busy in the coming days." Ling Chuan still spoke in a work-related tone, "In order to cope with frequent business activities and public appearances, I would like to apply for another driver for you."

He handed over the folder in his arms, "These are the candidates."

According to Luo Zhouheng's previous specifications, the driver should be divided into two functions: crisis response and daily driving.

Although the commercial field is relatively safe compared to other forces, it is still not immune to being attacked by others.

Morrison Ward was assigned the role of crisis response due to his outstanding resume.

Ling Chuan's original intention was to avoid Ning Ruchu from falling into danger due to Ye Yue's negligence in his duties.

Instead of wanting to, it gave her reasons to leave one after another.

He didn't trust Yeyue, but he had to rely on her.

Lowering the security measures set up for Ning Ruchu can effectively keep Yeyue by her side.

Ning Ruochu lowered her eyes. There were very few documents inside, but they were all resumes of excellent drivers.

She didn't know how many times she had lamented Luo Zhouheng's financial resources. He had to hire such a big-name driver.

After turning the page, Ning Ruchu's gaze suddenly stopped.

Ling Chuan spoke at the right time: "This is a racing driver who announced his retirement some time ago. He has extraordinary driving skills."

Ning Ruchu was very clear about this.

There was no other reason. The person on the information was Payne Rogers.

The number one racing driver who holds the most records in racing history!
From the pinnacle of glory to being a driver for others, even Ning Ruchu couldn't accept this gap, let alone those racing fans?

She looked down and found that Payne Rogers had written all the honors of his life on this resume.

If one piece of paper can’t hold it all, there are additional pages!

She tried her best to look fearful. Her hands were shaking as she turned the pages, and even the movement of raising her head became stiff. She was silent for a few breaths before a sound of disbelief came out of her throat.

"Will such a powerful person really... be my driver?"

"I offer a generous reward." Ling Chuan downplayed it, as if in his opinion, this was not a big deal.

"Madam's status is precious. Not only should you have the best food, clothing, and other necessities, but you should also employ the best people."

But this good thing was completely beyond Ning Ruchu's imagination.

She flipped through the resumes at the back. Apart from being excellent drivers, those people had one thing in common - they were foreigners and could not speak Chinese.

It was to avoid Ning Ruochu’s communication with the driver.

After a while, the driver will have a certain understanding of the owner, including the people he or she meets frequently, and in some scenarios, he or she will inevitably hear about company-related matters.

Before knowing the other party's background, Lingchuan only recruited foreigners who did not understand Chinese, also to avoid partial information leakage.

Ning Ruchu pretended to flip it twice, and his slender white fingertips landed on the name of Payne Rogers.

His tone was tangled: "He is the best among the few people."

The long look of being undecided gives people a feeling that he wants to but dares not.

Indeed, this configuration was too absurd for Ning Ruchu.

"I will negotiate with all the major helicopter landing sites to ensure that he can start work as soon as possible." Ling Chuan helped her make the decision.

Ning Ruchu's expression was still a little hesitant, or perhaps she didn't dare to accept it.

He spoke softly, not daring to express any opinion.

All I could say was: "I'll listen to Secretary Ling."

Ling Chuan frowned.

Ning Ruchu's humility was caused by his family environment in childhood and cannot be easily changed.

Luo Zhouheng has always protected her very well, like a canary in a cage.

Although she was imprisoned, she would not be harmed in the slightest.

Ning Ruochu also lived a peaceful life.

But now, Lingchuan urgently needs her to become stronger.

"There is a board meeting this afternoon, and you just need to attend. In the evening, the Jiang family will have a banquet, and you are invited to attend."

When the invitation letter was handed to him, Ning Ruchu looked a little confused.

"Why would the Jiang family invite me?"

Her character is simple, not stupid.

Public opinion outside was in full swing, and all the wealthy families were trying their best to avoid contact with Ning Ruchu so as not to be involved in this dispute.

Except for the Dong and Ning families.

How could she receive an invitation at this juncture?
"The Jiang family personally sent someone to deliver it. I checked it." Ling Chuan said, "If you don't want to participate, then don't go."

Ning Ruochu pursed her lips, seeming undecided.

After a long silence, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'd better go. It's hard for me to reject someone's well-intentioned invitation."

Ling Chuan disagreed in his heart, but felt more helpless.

Madam is really kind-hearted and always sees the good side.

Sometimes, he wondered if living like this would be easier.

But they overlooked an important point that supports their lives - the support of a strong background.

If it weren't for Luo Zhouheng's protection, Ning Ruchu would have long been swallowed up by this world where good and evil are hard to distinguish.

"The meeting time is at 3 pm. I will inform the butler and others to ensure that you arrive on time. At the same time, I will contact your clothing team and ask them to prepare for tonight's dinner."

Ning Ruochu nodded, "Thank you for your hard work, Secretary Ling."

"You're welcome, madam."

Ling Chuan went out and told Jiang Wanyu about Ning Ruchu's next itinerary, and asked her to convey it to the housekeeper and the helicopter pilot.

The room fell silent again. Ning Ruchu stared at the closet door with his deep eyes, which showed no emotion. His eyebrows were slightly drooped, as if he was in deep thought.

After a while, she got up and went into the closet.

Ning Ruchu had rarely attended such banquets invited by wealthy families.

She rarely visited the dress section of the closet.

They are all designed by well-known designers, and most of them are highlight models at international fashion weeks.

Ning Ruchu was very disgusted with this kind of restrictive clothes, so she turned and walked towards the fitting room.

Take out the cotton doll from the box.

Inside are out-of-season clothes that the maid sorts out regularly.

Ning Ruochu always pretended to be reluctant and wasteful, so the maids had to keep them for a while until the temperature warmed up or turned cold enough, and they would move the clothes downstairs and donate them to charity organizations in batches when they could no longer be worn.

Therefore, this vacant fitting room often has boxes of old clothes stored in them.

She opened her suitcase, took out the cotton doll, and reconnected with him.

After not using his abilities for a few days, Ning Ruchu recovered a little, and this time the connection was easier than before.

She probed her spiritual sense into the cotton doll and saw Luo Zhouheng holding his breath and concentrating, as if rejecting something.

Ning Ruochu lifted him up to her eyes and teased, "Are you so unwilling to see me?"

A familiar voice sounded above his head. Luo Zhouheng opened his eyes tentatively, and Ning Ruchu's enlarged face suddenly came into view.

Her skin was delicate and fair, like solidified fat, which formed a great contrast with her lips as plump and tender as rose petals.

A pair of watery almond-shaped eyes were slightly raised, with mist lingering in the eyes and revealing clear and shimmering light.

The light shone down on her body, blurring her figure and adding a touch of sacredness.

There is no deliberate embellishment, but it is breathtakingly beautiful.

After two years of marriage, Luo Zhouheng was stunned. He shook his head and recovered from the beauty attack, and realized that he had never seen Ning Ruchu so closely before.

After not hearing a reply for a long time, Ning Ruochu took it as his tacit agreement and sneered, "So Director Luo is so repulsive to his wife."

Luo Zhouheng gritted his teeth and said, "Look for yourself what's in that box!"

Ning Ruchu looked over in confusion, only to find that the box was full of her underwear.

The roots of her ears turned red, spreading to her cheeks, forming a faint blush.

She doesn't wear all the expensive clothes in her wardrobe, but she changes her underwear frequently.

And everything that was put in the box had been worn and was about to be thrown away...

Ning Ruochu took a closer look and saw that there were only bras inside.

Fortunately, the maids will sort the underwear when handling it.

She coughed lightly and explained awkwardly: "I only wore those clothes once. They are very clean. Don't worry."

Luo Zhouheng has a serious obsession with cleanliness.

Only when they were at the Luo family's old house would they pretend to sleep in the same room.

Ning Ruchu just washed his hands, but Luo Zhouheng would rather hold it in until the next morning than go to the bathroom in the bedroom.

When the servants cleaned the house the next day, they specifically instructed not to leave a single hair.

They were only staying for one night!

In short, he can't tolerate any dirty things.

Even with this explanation, Luo Zhouheng still couldn't stand it and became even more resistant.

Already worn...

"You're going to throw it away after wearing it once?"

The worst part is, they put him in the box with the clothes that needed to be disposed of!

Luo Zhouheng's empty eyes suddenly darkened, filled with murderous intent and a sharp blade lurking within.

Ning Ruchu's heart trembled when he felt this aura, and he moved the cotton doll a little further away.

"That was the intention of the servants in your villa. I didn't ask them to throw it away."

It should be because of Luo Zhouheng's mysophobia that he treats her like this.

Ning Ruochu stopped talking about this and got to the point: "How did you manage to recruit the elder?"

She had wanted to ask this question for a long time.

Such a person has been in the underworld for several years, and has amazing connections and financial resources. He has also been in a high position for a long time. How could he possibly work for Luo Zhouheng?

Luo Zhouheng closed his eyes, still immersed in the blow just now and unable to extricate himself, trying his best to endure it.

Ning Ruochu poked him with his slender white fingers, but he remained indifferent, so he continued to poke...

Until Luo Zhouheng couldn't stand it anymore: "...Have you had enough of making trouble?!"

He growled, his emotions reaching breaking point.

Ning Ruochu frowned, looking unhappy.

"You don't seem to understand the situation yet." Her voice was light and long, without any ups and downs, but it was as if a cold wind blew, bringing bone-chilling coldness.

"You couldn't be alive without me."

Ning Ruchu used force with his hands to squeeze the doll.

Her eyes flickered and her brows were cold.

Her cold eyes were like snow falling in an ancient pond, emitting a biting cold light that struck people deep inside.

"Or do you want to disappear from this world completely?"

Luo Zhouheng's face sank. In his soul state, his face looked like icy water in a cold pond, becoming sinister and terrifying.

He was very dissatisfied with Ning Ruchu's behavior, but he was not an unreasonable person.

If it weren't for her, Luo Zhouheng would have died in that plane crash long ago.

He is not afraid of death, but... there are still things that have not been dealt with.

After several deep breaths, his soul rippling with the rhythm of his breathing, he finally calmed down a little and said patiently: "I have enough financial resources and status to make him submit to me."

"That's it..."

Ning Ruochu raised her jade hand inadvertently, her fingertips were pink, and she covered her cherry red lips with her fingers.

She thought Luo Zhouheng had other means, but she didn't expect that he just used money and status to pressure others.

But...he does have the ability.

The corners of Ning Ruochu's eyes curled up, and a smile appeared on her slightly drooped pupils. Her watery almond eyes sparkled with some unspeakable emotions.

"There's a dinner party tonight. Please come with me, husband."

Her voice rose in a tone that was a little bit excited, and her charming smiling eyes were extremely bewitching.

It was like a seductive enchantress, tempting him.

Luo Zhouheng's heartbeat was a little flustered for a moment, but he tried to hide it as quickly as possible and pretended to be calm: "Do I have a choice?"

Ning Ruochu let out a light laugh: "No."

……

Pearl Island is far away from the capital, and after a short nap, Sister Lin came over to call Ning Ruchu.

After a simple tidying up, Ning Ruchu got on the helicopter holding the cotton doll.

This board meeting was not much better than the last one.

The sarcasm had not diminished, and there was even more obvious malice.

"There are rumors all over the place. I suggest temporarily banning your wife from attending board meetings."

The person who spoke was Director Sun, who had always been dissatisfied with Ning Ruchu's heart.

Voices of approval rang out one after another, and the Luo family's uncle felt a little proud in his heart. He looked at Ning Ruochu's eyebrows and worriedly: "Ruochu, the public opinion outside is really too serious. You should avoid it and don't show up in the company for the time being."

Ning Ruochu pursed her lips tightly, her dark and bright eyes were already filled with mist, her gaze flickered, and she was at a loss, so she could only look to Ling Chuan for help.

The latter frowned and also found the situation tricky.

He was in charge of most of the affairs of the consortium, but he was just a secretary and his say was not as strong as those of the directors, especially the old people who had followed Mr. Luo in the past.

"As the head of the Luo Group, but not allowed to attend the board meeting, wouldn't that give the enemy group an excuse to conclude that there is discord among our management and take the opportunity to launch an offensive?"

An old and powerful voice suddenly sounded, and the noisy meeting room suddenly became quiet.

Ling Chuan looked over and hope seemed to ignite in his heart.

The person who spoke was Director Qi, who had worked with Mr. Luo in his early years.

They are not only business partners, but also former comrades-in-arms.

Having spent half his life fighting on the battlefield, the words he says always have a hint of gunpowder.

He has contributed a lot to Mr. Luo’s achievements in the business world.

As the director with the longest resume, Director Qi has a high authority in the board of directors.

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone fell silent.

She was intimidated by his majesty and surprised by his action of speaking up for Ning Ruchu.

But for the most part, he makes sense.

Even though no one in China can compete with the Luo family, the only ones who can compete with them are the top ten overseas companies, and none of them should be underestimated.

Ling Chuan patted Ning Ruochu's shoulder to calm her down, and said calmly: "Since you have no other ideas, let's continue the board meeting."

After saying that, he glanced at the Luo family's uncle.

(End of this chapter)