My Dongguan Love Story

Upon hearing the conversation between Brother Nan and her younger brother, Zhao Fengyue's face turned deathly pale, and her hands and feet went numb.

Although Zhao Fengyue is forty-one, she is traditional and conservative in her thinking and would never casually get involved with others inappropriately. In fact, she only has two men: her ex and Dazhuang.

Now, Nan Ge had actually allowed herself to be violated in front of him, and by her own driver no less. This was unacceptable to her. But what terrified her even more was that this was not the end, but just the beginning.

Next up are these Hunan gang thugs.

The unbearable image flashed through her mind for only a moment, yet it made her stomach churn and feel nauseous.

Zhao Fengyue felt uneasy and anxious. Her gaze fell on the driver in front of her, and her eyes unconsciously revealed a pleading look.

The driver's heart stirred when he saw Mr. Zhao's tearful eyes. His desire to possess Mr. Zhao grew even stronger.

Previously, Ms. Zhao was the company's female president, high and mighty, someone a bald old man like him could never even dream of.

Unexpectedly, by sheer chance, he had the opportunity to get to know President Zhao better, and he was filled with anticipation. He unconsciously swallowed, taking a slow breath to calm himself.

The current scenario is that he didn't want to do it, but Brother Nan forced him to, and he was forced into it.

His anticipation made the corners of his mouth involuntarily turn up. He quickly tried to suppress it, but the corners of his mouth seemed to only rise higher and higher, impossible to hold back.

He looked at President Zhao before him, who was both aloof and captivating. Her large breasts, seemingly about to fall, were quite eye-catching.

Just looking at him aroused his body.

He couldn't hold back any longer, so he slowly walked to Mr. Zhao and knelt down. Looking up at Mr. Zhao, whose eyes were brimming with tears, he feigned difficulty in his tone:

"Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry, they forced me to do this. If I hadn't touched you, they would have beaten me to death. Please forgive me."

As the driver spoke, his dark-skinned hands trembled as he reached to unbutton Mr. Zhao's shirt.

Because my hands were shaking, I couldn't untangle it after two attempts.

Zhao Fengyue thought the driver was just trembling with fear. But she didn't know that it was actually because the driver was too excited.

The thought of this high and mighty female CEO lying beneath him, at his mercy, made his hands tremble with excitement.

Zhao Fengyue felt the driver's warm breath and watched his hand about to unbutton her shirt. Her last line of defense crumbled, and she shook her head repeatedly, looking at Brother Nan.

"I have money, I'll give it to you, stop."

At that moment, for her, ten million was not as important as her chastity.

The driver paused, taken aback by Mr. Zhao's words, his hands froze, and he hesitated for a moment before realizing what he meant. He wanted to quickly unbutton a few buttons before Brother Nan spoke. Even if he couldn't have any, just watching would be nice.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing Mr. Zhao's words, Brother Nan kicked him aside with his right foot. He stared intently at Mr. Zhao for a moment, then laughed smugly.

"Haha, President Zhao, I didn't expect that your health is more important to you than ten million. Haha, not bad, as expected of the female CEO of Dingsheng. I admire you very much."

As Nan Ge spoke, he licked his lips and looked at President Zhao.

Honestly, what kind of beautiful woman hasn't he been with? At first, he wouldn't even give a second glance to a woman Zhao's age. But now, seeing that Zhao is actually willing to spend ten million to avoid losing her virginity...

He immediately became interested in handling Mr. Zhao.

After all, this is a body worth ten million. Who wouldn't want to take a look?

However, that will have to wait until we get the money.

After all, if he were to confront Zhao Fengyue now, that ten million might just be gone.

Brother Nan's eyes darted around, and he looked solemnly at his underlings beside him, sternly instructing them: "I respect President Zhao's character. Remember this: no one is allowed to touch President Zhao in the slightest, and no one is allowed to act rashly or cause trouble."

"Understood!" The Hunan gang's underlings responded one after another upon hearing Brother Nan's words.

Brother Nan nodded with a smile, then turned to President Zhao: "President Zhao, as long as you come up with ten million, I guarantee that none of my men will touch you. After it's done, I'll let you go home safely immediately."

Mr. Zhao remained calm and slowly replied, "I am willing to pay ten million, but I cannot raise that amount of money on hand right now."

Nan Ge was taken aback by Zhao's words: "What? What do you mean? Zhao Fengyue, are you playing me?"

Nan Ge kicked the stool in front of him with his right foot. The stool flew towards Zhao Fengyue, hitting the driver who was getting up and knocking him back to the ground. Wood chips scattered all around, and the strong wind made Zhao Fengyue's hair fly wildly.

Zhao Fengyue looked helplessly at Brother Nan: "I'm not playing a trick on you. I don't have any money myself, but there is money in the company's public account."

Nan Ge was stunned for a moment after hearing her words, then said, "I don't care about your public or private accounts, just give me the money."

Zhao Fengyue shook her head upon hearing Nan Ge's words: "Ten million, not ten or twenty thousand. Especially not from the public account. There's simply no way to withdraw it. There's only one way right now, and that's a bank transfer check."

"A bank transfer check?"

Nan Ge looked at Zhao Fengyue with a puzzled expression, listening to her explanation.

It turns out that banks now have very strict controls on withdrawals from corporate accounts. If you want to withdraw ten million using ordinary checks, you need to split it into dozens of checks, which can take two or three months.

The best way to withdraw the money all at once is by bank transfer check. Even then, it will need to be done in several smaller transactions to withdraw the entire amount.

"Is it that troublesome?"

Brother Nan paced back and forth, thinking it over. It was a bit of a hassle, after all, it was ten million.

So he made the decision and said, "Alright, then send these two women around you to handle this matter. Once the money arrives, I'll let you go."

Secretary Su and Assistant Wu were both his people. He wasn't afraid of Zhao Fengyue playing tricks.

Hearing what Brother Nan said, Zhao Fengyue nodded helplessly and turned to Secretary Su and Assistant Wu beside her: "Go to the bank to get the transfer check and find the cashier to handle it."

Brother Nan released the two of them.

The plan was for Assistant Wu to go to the bank to collect the transfer check, while Secretary Su would go to the company to find the cashier.

But when she reached the main gate of Dingsheng Factory, she suddenly stopped.

Throughout her journey, she had been thinking about the same thing over and over again: to completely break away from the Hunan gang and get rid of these filthy people and things. And now was clearly a golden opportunity.

If she goes to Dazhuang, with his skills and connections, he can definitely subdue Brother Nan and his gang. Once the situation is stable, Dazhuang can call the police and send them all to jail. Then she will be completely free from the Hunan gang.

Moreover, Dazhuang might feel sorry for her past experiences and have more pity for her, and be willing to be with her in the future.

With that thought in mind, she no longer hesitated, picked up her phone, her fingertips trembling slightly, and dialed Dazhuang's number.