From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Lu Yunzhou turned his wine glass toward Cheng Ye, and the rim of the glass clinked softly.

He didn't rush to drink; instead, he put the entry slip and two assessment agreements on the table into a file bag.

Lu Yunzhou pressed down on the rim of his cup: "The contract will be signed tomorrow morning. Let's get this straight. Yuanchuan is short of money and has a lot of work to do. Anyone who slacks off within seven days will be fired."

Gu Nanqiao picked up her wine glass: "You pay me based on the results, and I'll do things according to the contract. I don't care if the office is dilapidated or not."

She tilted her head back and finished drinking, then placed the empty glass back on the table.

Ye Zhiwei also drank it.

She didn't say anything fancy, she just folded the safety checklist and stuffed it into her tactical bag.

This action has already made its stance clear.

Lu Yunzhou no longer hides the company's shortcomings.

Yuanchuan Energy doesn't have much money; the bulk of it has already been invested in steel bars, cement, and equipment deposits.

The office space was converted from an old warehouse, and the adhesive residue on the walls hasn't been completely removed yet. When it rains heavily, water will still seep into the west-facing window frame.

The old port of Nanwan is also unstable.

If any aspect—planning, fire safety, traffic, or material delivery—is blocked, the construction site must stop.

Fengshan was still causing trouble behind my back. Even though the salary at Yuanchuan wasn't high, there was no shortage of problems.

The roast meat on the table had gone cold.

Lu Yunzhou opened the financial statement sent by Mu Qingying.

The company needs to maintain a working capital of several hundred thousand yuan until the first payment for the project arrives, while there are still material costs and workers' wages to cover in between.

Gu Nanqiao asked how long the company could survive if payments were delayed.

Lu Yunzhou stated frankly that he couldn't hold out for more than two months, but that employee salaries would not be delayed.

If the company couldn't cover the costs, he would find the money himself.

Gu Nanqiao took the entry form and started calculating the construction period again.

Ye Zhiwei asked a more practical question.

Can safety funds be allocated according to the schedule? If an accident occurs on site, who will bear the responsibility?

Lu Yunzhou wrote the permissions on a napkin.

He signs off on the expenses that need to be paid, and he takes the blame for any problems that arise.

He also sent a message to Gu Bowen on the spot, instructing the finance department to set aside the security funds separately and not to allow anyone to divert them.

Only after receiving a reply on her phone did Ye Zhiwei write a confirmation next to the check-up form.

The two used to earn around 20,000 a month, but now they only earn 8,000 and have to deal with all these troubles.

Lu Yunzhou's wariness hadn't dissipated, but at least he no longer regarded them as people trying to steal the contract.

Gu Nanqiao then added the expenses for business trip reimbursement and work-related injury liability.

She clearly wrote that if she was injured on the construction site, the company must be held responsible.

All of these conditions were reasonable, and Lu Yunzhou agreed to them all.

Gu Nanqiao put away the napkin: "Seven days as usual, all three tasks must be completed. I need the position and the corresponding salary then."

Lu Yunzhou nodded and drank the wine in his glass.

Ye Zhiwei also emptied the bottom of the cup, keeping her tactical bag by her side.

She even kept her documents close at hand while drinking, a habit that made Lu Yunzhou take a second look at her.

A gust of wind blew into the plastic shed, overturning two menus.

Gu Nanqiao raised her hand to press down her short skirt, revealing her long, snow-white legs from the edge of the table.

Lu Yunzhou turned his gaze to the grill and picked up a skewer of mutton that had already gone cold.

Gu Nanqiao saw it clearly and tapped the table with her empty glass: "You can manage me at work. If you want to manage me after get off work, let's see if you have the ability."

Lu Yunzhou's Adam's apple bobbed, and he lowered his head to take a bite of mutton.

He coughed twice as the chili pepper choked him.

Gu Nanqiao laughed out loud.

Ye Zhiwei pushed a bottle of water in front of him, her face still serious.

Under the table, her knee bumped into Lu Yunzhou, but she didn't move away immediately.

Lu Yunzhou turned on the tap and took two sips of water, inwardly cursing that these two women were not easy to deal with.

Cheng Ye drank the fastest.

He spent the day running around the old port and didn't even have time for dinner.

After a few beers, his face was already flushed.

When Gu Nanqiao and Ye Zhiwei agreed to join the company, he was even happier than Lu Yunzhou. He raised his glass to toast them several times, and they started talking to each other all the time.

He looked at the entry form three times and even grabbed Gu Nanqiao to repeatedly arrange the submission time.

Twenty minutes later, Cheng Ye got up, leaning on the table, to go find the restroom.

He still recognized the way when he left the plastic shed. After turning past the kitchen, he mistook the door with the word "warehouse" printed on it for a toilet.

Hearing the sound of a bottle falling to the ground behind him, Lu Yunzhou had no choice but to get up and go look for it.

Lifting the greasy curtain, Cheng Ye was holding a box of soy sauce, his other hand already touching his waistband.

The proprietress blocked the doorway with a spatula, and two vinegar bottles were broken on the ground.

Lu Yunzhou quickly apologized and paid two hundred yuan for cleaning, which prevented the proprietress from throwing Cheng Ye into the river.

He grabbed Cheng Ye and dragged him outside.

Cheng Ye was so drunk that he couldn't muster any strength, and half of his body was on Cheng Ye's shoulder.

Lu Yunzhou's right foot injury hadn't healed yet, and he would feel pain in his ribs after taking a few steps.

Finally, he grabbed Cheng Ye by the back of his collar and dragged him out of the kitchen.

Lu Yunzhou stopped near the plastic shed.

His spot has already been taken.

Chu Tiankuo leaned back in a plastic chair, wearing a beige knitted short-sleeved shirt, with two bodyguards standing by the table.

Even after several months apart, he still spoke as if people were commodities being valued.

The phone was on the table, and the screen displayed internal contracts from the Chu family's project department.

There was also a red supercar key next to it.

The pain of his meridians being severed, and the image of Lin Yuxuan lying in Chu Tiankuo's arms, all resurfaced in Lu Yunzhou's mind.

He hasn't forgotten this debt for a single day.

Lu Yunzhou dragged Cheng Ye forward, the veins on the back of his hand already taut.

Last time he couldn't beat that old man from the Chu family, but today Chu Tiankuo dares to make a move, so he dares to leave that hand behind.

Chu Tiankuo heard footsteps, turned around, and recognized Lu Yunzhou.

His smile became more provocative as he deliberately pushed the contract toward Gu Nanqiao and Ye Zhiwei.

Chu Tiankuo patted the contract: "Yuanchuan only offered 8,000, what are you after? Come to Chu's, and you'll get a 400,000 signing bonus, a starting monthly salary of 30,000, and you can choose any project you want."

With a six-figure signing bonus displayed, guests at several surrounding tables turned to look.

The Chu family has no shortage of projects.

The warehouse park, the commercial street, the residential area—any one of them is worth more than Yuanchuan.

He also assured that the two of them would be able to lead a team as soon as they joined the company, without having to do any odd jobs on construction sites.

Cheng Ye was so drunk he couldn't lift his head, and he kept muttering "Nanwan".

Lu Yunzhou supported him without saying a word.

He recruited these people, and he wants to see with his own eyes how they choose.

Gu Nanqiao didn't even look at the contract; she simply pushed the document back.

Gu Nanqiao's face hardened: "I've already promised Yuanchuan. No matter how much you offer, you can't buy these seven days from me."

Chu Tiankuo still refused to leave.

He picked up his car keys, shook them, and pointed to the red sports car parked outside the river embankment.

That Ferrari SF90 that just cleared customs is worth enough to buy half a floor of office space in Yuanchuan.

He then showed a photo of a yacht on his phone.

The private party this weekend has already booked drinks and rooms; the guests are all from the investment circle.

Projects can be discussed, and cars can be borrowed.

If they're interested tonight, he can take them for a spin around, and they'll be waited on hand and foot until dawn.

Gu Nanqiao could no longer hide the disdain in her eyes.

She moved her chair further away from Chu Tiankuo.

Chu Tiankuo turned to Ye Zhiwei and placed his hand on the back of her chair.

Taking advantage of the bodyguards behind him, he bent down and leaned closer, even trying to stuff the car keys into her tactical bag.