My Wild Wife in Shanghai

As night deepened, the atmosphere in a secluded private club room on the other side of the city was unusually oppressive.

Wang Weiye, president of the Shanghai Group, sat on a large leather sofa, a half-burnt cigarette between his fingers, his face so gloomy it seemed to drip water.

Sitting opposite him was Song William, the group's R&D director.

At this moment, Song Weilian's expression was even more unpleasant than Wang Weiye's.

He gripped the whiskey glass tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

"Chen Ye's traditional Chinese medicine product won the competition!" Wang Weiye said. "And Chairman Bai has always wanted to pursue the traditional Chinese medicine route. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the group's strategic focus may shift entirely towards traditional Chinese medicine research and development in the future!"

"Mr. Wang, what should I do?" Song William was getting anxious. "You poached me from overseas with a high salary so that we could work together on Western medicine research and development, kick out all of Vice President Chen Dongsheng's influence, and make the entire group our own! If the group fully shifts to traditional Chinese medicine, our plan will fall through, and then Chen Dongsheng will take the opportunity to kick me out as the Western medicine research and development director!"

Wang Weiye stubbed out his cigarette in the crystal ashtray and sighed, "I underestimated Chen Ye!"

"That bastard always sabotages us at crucial moments, it's disgusting!"

Song William said through gritted teeth, his voice filled with jealousy and resentment.

Wang Weiye stared intently at Song Weilian, confirming that Song Weilian harbored extreme hatred for Chen Ye, then smiled slightly and said:

"William! Don't panic! Actually, things are quite easy to handle right now!"

"Oh? Please give your instructions, Mr. Wang!"

William Song quickly lowered his body and leaned in to listen.

Wang Weiye lowered his voice and said, "I've carefully assessed the situation. Right now, Chen Ye is the biggest weapon in the traditional Chinese medicine route. Neither Chen Dongsheng nor Shen Qingqiu are worth worrying about. So, as long as Chen Ye is gone, the traditional Chinese medicine route will be like a tree without roots, collapsing on its own."

"Gone?"

William Song's heart skipped a beat, and he pushed up his glasses.

"What does Mr. Wang mean?"

"Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures."

Wang Weiye patted Song William on the shoulder and said meaningfully, "Do you remember a sales manager named Wang Yan from before?"

"I don't remember it very well!" Song Weilian said.

Wang Weiye said, "That sales manager, Wang Yan, had an 'accident' on his way home from get off work, ended up in the hospital, and was almost crippled. He never came to the company again after that..."

As he spoke, Wang Weiye stood up, walked to the French windows, looked at the night view outside, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Wang, you mean... ..."

Song Weilian lowered his voice, a hint of excitement and ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

He had long harbored a deep hatred for Chen Ye, wishing he could skin him alive and tear him apart.

"I didn't mean anything!" Wang Weiye suddenly changed the subject.

"clear!"

How could Song Weilian not understand Wang Weiye's meaning?

This requires him to use social means.

"Mr. Wang, thank you for your guidance. I know what to do now."

William Song downed the whiskey in his glass in one gulp, a ferocious smile spreading across his face.

"Who gave you pointers?" Wang Weiye turned around, frowning as he looked at Song William. "What did I say?"

"Oh, no, no, you didn't say anything!" Song William hurriedly said.

"Hmm!" Wang Weiye smiled slightly, "It's getting late, go back and get some rest!"

"Yes, Mr. Wang!"

... ...

Meanwhile, elsewhere in Shanghai...

Inside the general manager's office of Tianyuan Medical Aesthetics, Cai Junhe was furiously yelling at Huang Xiao.

"Look at the mess you've made! The company invested so much money in you for research and development, and not only did you lose the competition, you've also completely disgraced Tianyuan Medical Aesthetics. I think you should just quit being the general manager!"

Cai Junhe angrily uttered a sentence and slammed the door shut as he left.

Huang Xiao gritted his teeth and endured it, a few seconds later...

"Crash... Clang!"

Like a maddened beast, Huang Xiao swept all the blue and white porcelain tea sets worth hundreds of thousands of yuan off the desk and smashed them to pieces.

Still not satisfied, he rushed up and kicked the leather sofa several times, tearing his tie crookedly and making his hair look like a bird's nest.

"Chen Ye! It's Chen Ye again! I'll never forgive you!"

Huang Xiao roared furiously, his eyes bloodshot with rage.

If Chen Ye hadn't suddenly appeared out of nowhere, Huang Xiao would definitely have won the championship in this R&D competition!

He had planned everything, but now it's all ruined, and he can't even keep his position as general manager!

"Fatty! You damn Fatty, get the hell in here!" Huang Xiao roared at the door.

The door was carefully pushed open a crack, and a chubby man with a fierce face squeezed in, saying timidly, "Brother Xiao, did you call me?"

Huang Xiao rushed over and slapped Ah Fei on the back of his chubby head, making Ah Fei stumble forward.

"Where's that damn top Korean assassin I asked you to find last time? Where the hell is he?!"

Ah Fei covered his head, looking aggrieved and embarrassed, and said, "Brother Xiao, didn't you tell me to arrange for him to go to another place to lay low?"

"I need him now!" Huang Xiao's eyes widened. "I need him to kill Chen Ye!"

"Huh? Brother Xiao, you're still looking for him?" Fatty's beady eyes widened. "The police are still investigating what happened last time. If he shows up again, it could cause trouble."

"Do you think I want this?" Huang Xiao said weakly, "I have no choice right now!"

The company is currently facing a tight budget, so he cannot use company funds. He has only been in power for a short time and has not yet made much money. He also transferred three million to Tang Min, so he doesn't have much money left.

Therefore, the only option is to reactivate that "free" killer.

"Okay, Brother Xiao!" Fatty said, "I'll bring that professional assassin back right away and have him deal with Chen Ye!"

Upon hearing the word "professional," Huang Xiao felt a headache coming on and instructed, "There can be no more mistakes this time. You must kill Chen Ye!"

"Okay!" Fatty turned to leave.

"Oh, right!"

"Brother Xiao, please speak!"

"Arrange an escape route in advance, and arrange for him to leave the country as soon as the mission is completed."

"Yes, Brother Xiao!"

... ...

Time flew by, and it was already the evening of the third day.

Ruili Group Chairman Cai Junhe has been feeling uneasy these days.

She had no interest in the group's affairs today, so she returned to her private residence ahead of time.

After taking a shower, she put on a burgundy silk robe, opened a bottle of red wine, and began to sip.

Although she is over forty, time seems to have been exceptionally kind to her, leaving no trace on her face.

The silk robe was loosely tied around her waist, with a very low neckline that revealed a large expanse of snow-white skin and a deep, unfathomable cleavage. Her long, fair legs were faintly visible through the slit in the skirt.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Cai Junhe suddenly gave a bitter smile.

The flowers bloomed beautifully, but unfortunately, they could only admire their own beauty in solitude, unpicked by anyone.

Looking around the empty villa, she felt an extreme emptiness and loneliness.

The next second, Chen Ye's image suddenly appeared in her mind.

That young man was calm and composed at the medical aesthetics product competition, taking the pressure from all sides with ease. In particular, his confidence in controlling the overall situation exuded a deadly masculine hormone.

As Cai Junhe pondered, his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the crazy night on the luxury cruise ship.

That was the most unrestrained and unforgettable sexual encounter of her life.

Chen Ye's powerful physique completely captivated this strong woman who had long held a high position.

As she pondered the matter, Cai Junhe felt a surge of heat throughout her body, her breathing became more rapid, and her originally fair cheeks flushed a captivating rosy blush.

"Chen Ye is a talented person. It would be a waste if he couldn't be put to my use."

Cai Junhe murmured to herself, her red lips curving into a seductive smile.

The next second, she made a bold decision.

He immediately called his subordinates, who found Chen Ye's private number and dialed it.

"Hello, who is this?"

Chen Ye's calm voice came over.

Cai Junhe took a deep breath and asked, "Chen Ye, do you remember me?"

"Who are you?"

"Ruili Group, Cai Junhe!"

"Oh, Chairman Cai!" Chen Ye asked, somewhat surprised. "You mean... ..."

"I take back what I said last time!" Cai Junhe said, "I thought we would never cross paths again, but I was wrong. We met again at the product competition venue, and you performed amazingly, beyond my expectations."

"Mr. Cai, you flatter me!" Chen Ye said modestly.

Cai Junhe paused for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "Are you off work now?"

"Yeah, I got off work a long time ago!"

Chen Ye didn't know what Cai Junhe meant by talking about these things, but he still replied politely.

Cai Junhe said, "If you have time, come sit here for a while. I have some business to discuss with you!"

"Huh?" Chen Ye asked in surprise, "Now?"

"Yes, now!" Cai Junhe brushed a stray hair behind her ear, looked at her voluptuous figure in the mirror, and smiled. "Come on, I'm waiting for you!"