From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Lu Yunzhou held down the brim of his hat, took it off, and placed it next to Feng Qianyi's desk.

"The main construction of Nanwan Old Port has begun, and the workers and material payments from Yuanchuan need to be settled on time. Jubaozhai also needs to replenish its stock, and we only have less than three million in cash left in our accounts."

Feng Qianyi flipped through the documents on the table, her brows furrowing slightly.

"You asked for 80 million right off the bat. What holes are you planning to fill with that money?"

Lu Yunzhou pulled out a chair and sat down, placing his hands on his knees.

"Yuanchuan needs to pay salaries, Jubaozhai needs to collect old materials, and the final payment for the equipment in Jiugang also needs to be made. Eighty million is just enough to tide us over for now; we'll continue to burn money later."

Feng Qianyi looked up at him: "You've already spent all 800 million you had?"

"As projects move, money naturally follows suit."

Feng Qianyi held the edge of the document, her gaze falling on his buzz cut.

Ye Zhiwei pushed too hard, so Lu Yunzhou pushed it again himself. His short hair in front of his forehead was uneven, and after taking off his hat, he looked rough and rugged, like someone who had just come back from a construction site.

What's wrong with my hair?

Lu Yunzhou put his hat back on, his expression calm.

She said my old hairstyle was in the way, so she changed it for me.

Feng Qianyi put down the documents, her gaze lingering on his face for a moment.

"Are you sure that's called a haircut?"

Lu Yunzhou scratched the back of his head, his face twitching slightly.

"As long as it saves money on haircuts, that's fine."

Feng Qianyi didn't laugh, but tapped her fingers on the table twice.

Just as she was about to ask about the funding arrangements, she suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the office.

The secretary tried to stop her, but her voice was quickly drowned out by a deep male voice.

"Move aside, I have something important to discuss with President Feng."

The door was pushed open.

A tall foreign man barged in, followed by two assistants.

He was wearing a dark blue suit with the badge of the overseas partner company pinned to his chest. He walked with a swagger and entered without even saying hello, directly throwing an itinerary in front of Feng Qianyi.

The paper slid across the table and bumped into the back of Lu Yunzhou's hand.

The man raised his chin and began speaking in a string of English.

"President Feng, our company's young master is arriving in Sheng'an tonight. You've only arranged a regular business vehicle; this is a sign of disrespect towards our partner."

Feng Qianyi glanced at the schedule.

"Fengming has arranged the reception according to the contract. The vehicles, hotels, and accompanying personnel are all clearly stated. The ordinary business vehicle is in line with the reception level and the procedures you have confirmed."

The man's face darkened.

"He is the chairman's son."

Feng Qianyi pushed the schedule back.

"I was receiving your company's project representative, not your company's chairman. There is no requirement in the cooperation agreement to receive someone at the level of a chairman."

The man stared at her, his lips tightening.

"We've changed our requirements at the last minute; just comply with them."

Feng Qianyi leaned back in her chair, not even raising her voice.

"A temporary request does not equate to an obligation of the group. If you want to change your fleet, you can pay the additional fee in advance or sign a new reception agreement."

The two assistants exchanged a glance, but neither of them spoke.

The man clearly hadn't expected her to refuse him so directly, and he slammed his hand on the table.

The coffee cup was jolted and shook, its bottom scraping against the wooden table with a jarring sound.

"I'm here today to inform you, not to discuss anything with you."

Lu Yunzhou raised his eyes and his gaze fell on the man's mouth.

The next Albanian slang phrase was fast, vulgar, and malicious, specifically targeting Feng Qianyi's family and her status as a woman.

He had encountered the language while on a mission overseas, and the man understood every word.

Lu Yunzhou picked up the folder on the table and slammed it back onto the table.

"Keep your mouth clean."

The man turned to look at him, his gaze sweeping over his hat and old coat, a look of disdain on his face.

"It's none of your business to interrupt."

Lu Yunzhou stood up.

"She's the owner of Fengming. You walked in, slammed your fist on the table, and even dared to swear. You should learn the rules first."

The man pointed at Feng Qianyi and continued to exert pressure in English.

"Have her go to the airport herself. A motorcade, bodyguards, flowers—everything must be provided. The young master doesn't like waiting."

Feng Qianyi glanced at Lu Yunzhou, seemingly worried that he would continue to make a move.

Lu Yunzhou, however, kept his eyes fixed on the foreign man, his hand pressed on the folder, and did not move away.

Seeing that Feng Qianyi did not answer, the man kicked the chair next to him away, and the chair leg hit the wall with a dull thud.

"Call your secretary now and arrange it immediately."

Feng Qianyi picked up her phone, her fingertip hovering over the screen.

"Mr. Victor, Fengming does not accept threats. If you continue to disrupt office order, I will have security escort you out."

"You dare?"

As soon as Victor finished speaking, his right fist was already rushing towards Lu Yunzhou.

Lu Yunzhou turned his head to dodge, the force of the punch grazing his ear.

He stepped forward, grabbed Victor's wrist with his left hand, and pressed his right shoulder into the other man's chest, using the edge of the desk to press the arm down.

Victor leaned forward, his shoulder joint got stuck, and his whole face turned red.

He raised his leg to kick Lu Yunzhou, who raised his knee to block it and twisted his arm in the process.

"Click."

Victor's shoulder dislocated on the spot.

The scream reached his throat, but Lu Yunzhou pressed his shoulders and back down to suppress it.

The man's face was pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window, causing the glass to vibrate repeatedly.

Outside the window is the parking area of ​​the high-rise buildings of Fengming Group, with the vehicles below appearing as tiny black dots.

The two assistants backed away in fright, while the secretary stood at the door, her hand already touching the alarm button.

Lu Yunzhou raised Victor's arm, his tone flat.

"Say what you just said again."

Victor was sweating and his jaw was clenched tightly.

"If you dare to harm the representative of our partner, Fengming cannot afford the consequences."

Lu Yunzhou increased the force in his hand, and Victor's knee immediately slammed into the metal railing in front of the glass.

"Now that you're lying here, are you trying to scare us with talk of cooperation?"

Feng Qianyi stood up, her voice drowning out the noise in the room.

"Lu Yunzhou, let him go."

Lu Yunzhou did not immediately let go, but Victor's assistant had already taken out his phone and quietly pointed it at the scene.

He caught a glimpse of that light out of the corner of his eye, grabbed the phone, and threw it directly onto the table.

"Record what? Go back and tell your boss that Sheng'an doesn't buy into this."

Feng Qianyi walked to the desk and stared at Victor's deformed shoulder.

"Put him down. This is Fengming Group, not a place for you to handle your personal matters."

Lu Yunzhou glanced at her and loosened his grip.

Victor collapsed to the ground, clutching his shoulder, his face covered in sweat.

His assistant quickly supported him, still shouting that he would sue, cancel the cooperation, and make Fengming pay the price.

Feng Qianyi picked up the landline and pressed the internal line.

"Notify our legal department to suspend all cooperation with their company. Make sure to save today's surveillance footage, recordings, and visitor registration records."

Victor looked up, his expression changing.

"President Feng, you'll regret this."

Feng Qianyi put the phone back.

"Cooperation can be discussed, but the rules cannot be changed at your discretion."

Lu Yunzhou walked up to Victor, bent down to pick up the crumpled itinerary, and patted the paper.

"If you want to ride in a motorcade befitting a chairman, then have your boss come and talk to you in person. If you want to cause trouble in Fengming, then bring the person who really wants to cause trouble with you."