After hitting the Rolls-Royce, the top-tier green tea started fishing.

Ruan Zhining is indeed considering new methods.

From her earlier embarrassing failure of bowing her head and exposing the back of her neck, she quickly deduced that Wen Chongyan disliked hypocrisy and affectation.

The "pure and innocent" persona probably doesn't work on him.

After all, he is a connoisseur of tea and never falls in love, so he would never feel pity or fantasize about women.

In addition, given his long-standing high position, he likely prefers assertive, straightforward, and challenging individuals.

This was unexplored territory for her. Perfect, she could use him to practice.

Ruan Zhining answered a few questions about the job interview at Wenrui, and suddenly, she stood up from her chair.

"Mr. Wen, are you thirsty?"

Wen Chongyan didn't speak, looking at her with a cold gaze.

Ruan Zhining was unfazed by the coldness. Her burning desire for revenge fueled her intense passion.

She poured a glass of water, walked to Wen Chongyan's side, bent down, and handed it to him.

Her hands were unsteady.

The water in the glass was sloshing.

When it reaches Wen Chongyan, it will spill out onto his suit trousers—

The next second, Wen Chongyan raised his hand and grabbed her wrist, the water rippled in the opposite direction and draped over Ruan Zhining's clothes.

The white shirt was soaked through at the chest, revealing the white lace underneath.

Ruan Zhining exclaimed in surprise.

The sound was so soft that before she could react, a strong arm wrapped around her slender waist.

Immediately afterwards, she was lifted up and placed on the table.

Wen Chongyan stood up, supporting himself on either side of her body with one hand, his tall figure encircling her.

Ruan Zhining was startled and reached out to press against his chest, causing all the water in the glass to spill out and onto her legs.

"It's hot—" she cried softly.

"Afraid of getting burned, yet you brought hot water?" Wen Chongyan looked down at her, a half-smile on his face. "Aren't you afraid of danger?"

"Yes, I'm scared, but the hot water is scalding hot, it's exciting enough," Ruan Zhining looked up, "Mr. Wen, don't you like exciting things?"

"for example?"

"for example……"

Ruan Zhining stared at him, then suddenly reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing her red lips close to his—

Wen Chongyan's hands, which were gripping the table, tightened suddenly. His eyes were cold but intense as he looked at her.

Reason told him that he should back away immediately.

But he didn't move.

He waited two more seconds, until she was about to kiss him, her beautiful, full lips almost touching his, then he pulled back, giving her a blow and a lesson...

Wen Chongyan's breath caught in his throat for a moment. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

But just as Ruan Zhining was about to kiss his lips, just millimeters away...

She suddenly turned her face away, bent down, and slid off the table from his arms.

Wen Chongyan felt the soft warmth in his arms suddenly disappear.

All traces of her vanished in an instant.

He frowned, and when he stood up, Ruan Zhining had already run back to her seat.

"Ruan Zhining." His voice suddenly turned cold. Was she playing him?

Ruan Zhining ignored him because she noticed that the fabric of her shirt on her chest was wrinkled and stiff, and she was so frightened that she quickly and carefully wiped it with a tissue.

Seeing that she was only focused on wiping her clothes, Wen Chongyan's gaze grew even colder—

Is this how she tries to seduce him? Is clothing more important than his reaction?

"Ruan Zhining".

He called her name coldly again.

"Wait, there's something wrong with my clothes, they cost 130 yuan..."

Before Ruan Zhining could even raise her head, she heard Wen Chongyan's cold, icy voice on the phone.

"Bring up a few sets of women's clothing."

?

Ruan Zhining thought Wen Chongyan was playing a trick on her.

Unexpectedly, not long after, Assistant Shao actually brought up several bags of clothes.

"Go change now," Wen Chongyan said expressionlessly. "Don't wear such cheap clothes in the future."

Ruan Zhining is now so eager to seduce him and marry him that she will definitely appear in front of him frequently.

She's wearing such cheap clothes; it'll make him lose face too.

Wen Chongyan couldn't bear to lose face like that.

That's why he bought her clothes. That's it.

Ruan Zhining wondered if the richest man might dislike Pinduoduo's products. She took the bag to the restroom and was even more shocked when she changed it.

Hermès silk shirt, shawl, trousers, scarf... the whole set.

A used one here is worth at least 400,000 or more.

No wonder he's the richest man; he doesn't care about this little bit of money at all.

Just like the bracelet he bought on the cruise ship for 188,000 yuan, which he then discarded as trash and gave to her casually.

When Ruan Zhining came out after changing her clothes, Wen Chongyan was no longer there.

Assistant Shao said, "Ms. Ruan, President Wen has gone to a meeting."

The meeting should have started much earlier, but Premier Wen was delayed here for too long.

Ruan Zhining nodded, showing no interest in knowing where Wen Chongyan had gone; she just wanted to get home quickly to sell her secondhand goods.

Fortunately, Assistant Shao was very kind and even sent a car to take her back to her apartment.

Ruan Zhining immediately took off her Hermès bags, contacted the two luxury brands, took photos, and confirmed the price.

At the same time, she fell into deep thought.

She's a gold digger who only wants to marry into a wealthy family because she wants to get rich and become a rich woman.

She didn't even have a chance to get any money out of Jiang Linfeng and Wen Xiyu before her plans were thwarted.

It's clear that marrying into a wealthy family is fraught with obstacles. Adding to this, Grandma Jiang's situation has temporarily disillusioned her with marrying into wealth (post-traumatic stress disorder).

Thinking about it carefully, the only money she has now, besides the house, was compensation from Grandpa Wen.

Everything else was given to her by Wen Chongyan for various reasons.

Cell phones, bracelets, luxury ripped clothes, coffee machines, gold bars, and various transfers... totaling seven figures.

So, could she perhaps change her approach to getting rich?

If Wen Chongyan can generate so many gold coins, she only needs to get 1% from him—

No, 0.1% is already an enormous fortune.

She wouldn't need to work so hard to marry into a wealthy family, and she'd be easily sabotaged by Wen Chongyan!

She even suspected that even if she left Beijing and sought out wealthy families in other cities, Wen Chongyan would know them all! He would definitely continue to sabotage her! He wouldn't let her off the hook!

However, Wen Chongyan's personality was too unpredictable, and he was also very vindictive.

What if she took his money, and he got upset and demanded she return it all?

Ruan Zhining lay on the bed, deep in thought, flipping through her sister's exorbitant medical bills from the past few months.

On a whim, she sent a WeChat message to Yin Jianhang:

[Green Tea Calls for the Sea King]

Yin Jianhang: [To]

Ruan Zhining:

Are there better hospitals in Canada for my sister's illness? I've searched for information before.

Could you help me inquire about this? If I make a lot of money, I'll bring my sister to settle there. Are the immigration requirements strict?

Yin Jianhang: [Okay, leave it to me. Immigration isn't difficult; I have permanent residency. Just marry me.]

……

Ruan Zhining spent the whole night devising a plan to generate massive amounts of gold coins. And she was extremely proactive in putting it into action.

The next morning, she took the chicken soup (which she had bought for ten yuan after combining meals) from her thermos to Wenrui Group.

However, downstairs at the company building, we ran into...