Sweet Temptation! The Beauty in President Pei's Palm is Too Alluring

Li Cheng's eyes darkened, and he said nothing more.

However, two executives were missing – reportedly the two top executives from the other company.

Everyone waited for nearly half an hour before the two bosses finally arrived.

The door opened, and two middle-aged men walked in. One was General Manager Huang, overweight with slicked-back hair, a beer belly, and a seemingly kind but actually shrewd smile on his face. The other was General Manager Xia, thinner but with thinning hair and a noticeable bald spot.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, there was a traffic jam on the way, I'm late!" Mr. Huang said first.

The atmosphere in the private room became noticeably more subtle as soon as the two CEOs arrived. Everyone stood up to greet them.

As the team leader, Qiao Na took the lead and shook hands with them: "President Huang, President Xia, it's an honor to meet you."

Mr. Huang smiled and shook Qiao Na's hand, but his eyes had already swept over the young female employees like searchlights, especially lingering on Shu Hua's face for several seconds, with an undisguised look of amazement and greed flashing in his eyes.

"Director Qiao, you're too kind. And this is?" General Manager Huang released Qiao Na's hand and stared intently at Shu Hua.

Qiao Na stepped aside and introduced, "This is Shu Hua, an intern in our design department. Shu Hua, this is General Manager Huang."

Shu Hua stepped forward and gave a slight, graceful nod: "Hello, Mr. Huang."

"Oh my, Miss Shu is so young and promising, and so beautiful!" President Huang smiled, his eyes narrowing into slits. He reached out his hand, clearly wanting to shake Shu Hua's hand, his gaze so sticky it was uncomfortable.

Everyone present could tell something was wrong, but given the other party's identity and status as a partner, no one dared to speak up easily.

Shu Hua's expression changed, but in the workplace, shaking hands is basic etiquette. She extended her hand, intending to give it a light handshake and then withdraw.

"You flatter me, Mr. Huang." Her fingers had just touched the other person's thick palm when she was about to withdraw them.

Unexpectedly, the other party took advantage of the situation, tightening their fingers and trying to grasp Shu Hua's hand completely, while their fingertips even tried to rub the back of her hand!

Shu Hua reacted extremely quickly, withdrawing her hand in an instant before he could succeed.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Mr. Huang's face, but he quickly smiled and turned to Yao Zhiyao, who looked even more inexperienced.

"Who is this little girl...?"

Qiao Na quickly introduced, "This is also one of our interns, Yao Zhiyao."

Mr. Huang used the same trick again, reaching out to shake Yao Zhiyao's hand. Yao Zhiyao timidly extended her hand, which Mr. Huang grabbed, and then took the opportunity to grope the back of her hand with his other hand!

Yao Zhiyao timidly extended her hand, which Mr. Huang grasped. He then took the opportunity to grope the back of her hand with his other hand.

Yao Zhiyao was so frightened that she pulled her hand back abruptly, her face turning pale.

When they sat down, General Manager Huang made a point of sitting next to Yao Zhiyao.

During the meeting, everyone discussed the cooperation, but General Manager Huang seemed distracted. He would occasionally glance at Yao Zhiyao with a lewd look in his eyes.

After a while, Shu Hua noticed that General Manager Huang quietly put his hand under the table—and then reached for Yao Zhiyao's thigh.

Yao Zhiyao froze, her eyes instantly turning red. She tried to pull away, but Mr. Huang's hand was already on hers, and he even touched her leg.

"How old is Miss Yao this year?" Mr. Huang asked with a smile, but did not remove his hand.

Yao Zhiyao bit her lip, tears welling in her eyes, but dared not speak. She was afraid of ruining the cooperation, and even more afraid of being retaliated against.

Shu Hua saw this and her anger flared up instantly. That old lecher!

She patted Yao Zhiyao on the shoulder: "Yaoyao, let's switch seats. You can sit over there."

Yao Zhiyao looked at her in alarm and whispered, "Sister Hua, but..."

"It's okay, just listen to me." Shu Hua's tone was firm, and she gave her a reassuring look. "Just sit down."

Yao Zhiyao looked at her with a mixture of gratitude and worry, but finally nodded and quickly got up to switch seats with Shu Hua.

As Mr. Huang was pondering how to continue taking advantage of the pretty young woman beside him, he suddenly noticed that the person next to him had changed. Seeing that it was Shu Hua, who was even prettier but also seemed more formidable, he became even more excited. Oh, so she's offering herself up? Looks like she knows how to please him, isn't she?

He immediately changed his tune and struck up a conversation with Shu Hua: "Miss Shu, where are you from? Just graduated? Are you settling in well at Pei's?"

Shu Hua wore a distant yet polite smile and answered flawlessly, "I'm from Huacheng. I just started working here and am still learning. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Huang." As she spoke, she deliberately raised her left hand, brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing a simple yet valuable wedding ring on her ring finger. "I'm married, and my husband is very supportive of my work."

Mr. Huang was momentarily dazzled by the ring on her hand, then choked by the implication in her words.

Married? That's a bit disappointing.

But how many "married" women has he seen climb into his bed for profit, a seasoned veteran of the business world? This ring might just be to ward off unwanted attention or for show.

Far from restraining himself, his desire to conquer intensified. A woman already in a relationship? Even more alluring! He refused to believe that with his status and methods, he couldn't win over a young woman just starting her career.

While continuing to talk to the others, he secretly reached under the table and slipped his hand toward Shu Hua's shapely legs, which were covered by her suit skirt.

But as soon as he reached out, before he could even touch it, a sharp pain shot through his palm.

However, before his hand even touched the delicate fabric, a sharp stinging pain shot through his fingertips!

"Hiss—!" Mr. Huang suddenly pulled his hand back, cried out in pain, and attracted the attention of everyone at the table.

He looked down and saw a red mark on his palm. Shu Hua was holding a fork, which she casually placed on her lap with the fork tip pointing outwards.

"What's wrong, Mr. Huang?" Shu Hua blinked her clear, large eyes and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Mr. Huang stared at the gleaming fork tip, then at Shu Hua's innocent face, a lump forming in his throat, leaving him speechless. He couldn't very well say that he'd tried to touch her thigh and ended up getting pricked by a fork, could he?

"N-nothing..." He awkwardly looked away, but his anger only grew. This girl was hot! He was determined to win her over!

After a few rounds of drinks, General Manager Huang suddenly proposed, "Come on, let's all have a drink! To wish us a successful collaboration!"

Everyone raised their glasses.

After finishing his drink, Mr. Huang wasn't finished. He fixed his gaze on Shu Hua and said with a forced smile, "Ms. Shu, it's nice to meet you. I'd like to offer you a toast! I've heard that the girls in Huacheng are very straightforward. Let's drink baijiu!" With that, he had the waiter pour Shu Hua a full glass of strong baijiu.

The cup was quite large, filled to the brim, weighing at least two ounces.

The atmosphere in the private room instantly plummeted to freezing point. Everyone could see that Mr. Huang was deliberately making things difficult, even carrying a threatening and humiliating undertone.

Shu Hua looked at the clear liquid in front of her, her expression calm: "I'm sorry, Mr. Huang, I'm not very good at drinking baijiu."

"Ms. Shu," Mr. Huang's smile turned cold, his tone becoming authoritative, "if you don't drink, you're disrespecting me, Mr. Huang? How can we discuss this cooperation then?"

Seeing this, Qiao Na quickly stood up to smooth things over: "President Huang, I'm sorry, Shu Hua really can't drink much. How about this, we have two male colleagues who can drink, I'll have them come over and drink with you to your heart's content." She winked at Li Cheng and Zhang Kai.

Li Cheng and Zhang Kai immediately brought over their wine glasses, smiling obsequiously, "Yes, Mr. Huang, we're here to drink with you! We guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Mr. Huang's face darkened completely as he looked at the people blocking Shu's view. He slammed his hand on the table and yelled, "Who do you think you are! You dare to negotiate with me?!"

He turned to look at Yao Zhiyao sitting on the other side and suddenly laughed: "Okay, if she doesn't want to drink, you can."

He walked up to Yao Zhiyao with a wine glass in hand, put one hand on her shoulder, and raised the glass to pour the wine into her mouth: "Here, little sister, why don't you drink it for Miss Shu?"

Yao Zhiyao trembled with fear, tears welling up in her eyes. She tried desperately to back away, but couldn't break free from that fat, thick hand.

Seeing this scene, Shu Hua could no longer suppress her anger.

She stood up, picked up the glass of white wine on the table, and walked over to General Manager Huang.

Seeing that she had compromised, Mr. Huang smiled smugly: "Wouldn't it have been better if you had done this earlier? Miss Shu, I like people like you who know how to be pragmatic—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

"Splash—!"

With a flick of his wrist, Shu Hua splashed a glass of baijiu all over his face.

The liquor dripped down his shiny hair, forehead, and cheeks, flowing into his wide eyes and causing him to cough, looking utterly disheveled.

The entire private room fell silent instantly.

Everyone was stunned.

Shu Hua casually placed the empty wine glass on the table beside her, pulled out a tissue, and slowly wiped the wine stains that had splashed on her fingers. Then, she looked up at the disgusting old lecher in front of her and said, word by word:

"I think, Mr. Huang, given your influence..."

"It's not even as big as your face."