From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

The convoy drove into the underground passage of Yunlan International Hotel.

Leon remained silent the entire way, his phone flashing on and off repeatedly.

The screen was full of messages in English. After scanning one, he looked up at Lu Yunzhou, whose thick hands were tapping incessantly on his knees.

Lu Yunzhou sat opposite him, his shoulder against the car wall, letting his old wound throb, his face unchanged.

Liu Ruyan leaned back in her chair, holding the reception information in her hand.

She understood what Leon meant and didn't bother to persuade him any further.

This South African young master was clearly looking for trouble, so Feng Qianyi sent Lu Yunzhou, which was the right person to do it.

The car door opened, and the hotel manager, along with more than a dozen employees, came to greet them.

"Mr. Leon, your room is ready, and dinner will be delivered to your room as well."

After the manager bent over to finish speaking, a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Leon raised his hand, interrupting the translator, and spoke a string of words directly in English.

The assistant quickly relayed: "The young master has requested that two private caregivers be arranged to come to his room tonight to take care of him. A female masseuse should also be prepared and brought to the suite before 1 a.m.

The manager bent even lower, his face grim, but dared not refuse on the spot.

Lu Yunzhou got out of the car and closed the door behind him.

"This is a business hotel; we don't take this kind of work."

He spoke calmly, but the manager next to him immediately looked up, his breath catching in his throat.

After listening to the translation, Leon tapped his cane on the ground, and his fat face darkened.

He pointed at Liu Ruyan and uttered a few harsh words in English.

The assistant translated quickly: "Mr. Leon said that since Fengming is going to do business, it should meet the requirements of its distinguished guests. Having Director Liu personally accompany him will save a lot of trouble."

Liu Ruyan gripped the strap of her purse tightly, her smile vanishing.

Lu Yunzhou stepped forward, blocking Leon's view.

"If you want food, I'll arrange it. If you want women, go find them yourself. The hotel won't open the door for you."

Leon's chest heaved as he raised his cane, pointing it directly at Lu Yunzhou's nose.

Even the assistant didn't dare translate the last sentence.

Two bodyguards approached from behind.

The hotel security guard gripped his baton, and several drivers stood behind Liu Ruyan.

Lu Yunzhou raised his eyelids slightly and placed his hand on Leon's cane.

A crisp snapping sound rang out.

The silver-inlaid cane broke in two, with the front half falling onto the floor tiles.

Leon's hand froze in mid-air, and the fat on his face twitched twice.

"Point to me again, and I'll let you into the banquet hall in a wheelchair."

Lu Yunzhou loosened his grip on the broken cane and turned to look at the hotel manager.

"Move his room to the innermost one. No unregistered people are allowed in. Massage services are also cancelled."

The manager nodded quickly and turned to instruct the employees to handle the matter.

Leon was so angry that he kicked the luggage cart next to him.

Lu Yunzhou reached out to stop them, the wheels screeching against the ground, and several suitcases tipped over.

Guests in the hotel lobby stopped in their tracks.

Liu Ruyan walked to Lu Yunzhou's side and raised her hand to tidy her hair, which had been ruffled by the wind.

You've completely offended people.

She spoke with a smile, but her gaze was fixed on his shoulder.

"He's been staring at you ever since you got off the plane. I can't very well let you go into his room with him."

Lu Yunzhou turned his head to look at her.

Do you think I would go with him?

Liu Ruyan paused for a moment after being asked the question, her ears burning with heat.

She took Lu Yunzhou's arm and pulled him toward the elevator.

Stop pretending to be serious and eat first.

The two entered a private room on the second floor of the hotel.

The door closed, shutting out the noise from outside.

Several hot dishes and a pot of brewed tea were laid out on the table.

Liu Ruyan poured him a glass, her gaze lingering on his hat.

"Are you really planning to keep this hairstyle forever?"

Lu Yunzhou picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"It saves money and time."

"Was it cut by Ye Zhiwei?"

"She was practicing with scissors."

Liu Ruyan finally laughed out loud, her shoulders shaking slightly.

Lu Yunzhou raised his hand to press down on the brim of his hat, feeling somewhat displeased, but he didn't intend to explain.

Just as all the dishes were served, Liu Ruyan's phone rang.

She glanced at the incoming call, her smile fading, and pressed the answer button.

The board secretary's hurried voice came from the other end of the phone.

Leon has sent a formal letter stating that if Fengming does not immediately adjust the reception arrangements, he will cancel all signing procedures tonight, and even postpone subsequent payments for the South Bay project.

After listening for more than ten seconds, Liu Ruyan's teacup stopped in mid-air.

"Let him wait."

After hanging up the phone, she explained what had happened.

Lu Yunzhou picked up a piece of fish and paused.

"He wants you to go alone?"

He said I had to be there in person.

Liu Ruyan picked up a tissue and wiped the rim of her glass, her tone returning to calm: "Some people from the board of directors are already urging me to go over. Wen Shaojun, Tao Chong, and Fang Qiyuan are all in the top-floor private room, and the three of them can't wait for me to agree to Leon's request on the spot."

"Then let's go."

Lu Yunzhou put down his chopsticks and took out a tissue to wipe his hands.

Liu Ruyan looked up at him: "You're going too?"

"Feng Qianyi put me in charge of receiving them. My responsibility isn't over until they've left."

"You're not welcome at that table on the top floor."

Whether they welcome me or not is none of my business.

Lu Yunzhou got up to grab his coat, his shoulder throbbing with pain.

He buttoned up his clothes, his face remaining calm, but anger was already rising inside.

Liu Ruyan stared at him for two seconds, then reached out and pulled his collar up for him.

"Don't do anything reckless once you're inside."

"Promise me you won't stay home alone."

Her hand stopped at the collar, and her eyes flickered.

"Okay, whatever you say."

The two took a private elevator upstairs.

Four bodyguards stood outside the VIP box on the top floor, and the secretary of Fengming Group was also guarding the door.

When the secretary saw Liu Ruyan appear, she immediately went to greet her, keeping her voice very low.

"Chairman Liu, Leon insists that you sit next to him. Chairman Wen and the others also said that Mr. Lu does not hold a directorship and therefore cannot enter."

Liu Ruyan turned to look at Lu Yunzhou.

Lu Yunzhou took out the authorization document signed by Feng Qianyi and handed it to his secretary.

"President Feng has put me in full charge of tonight's reception. If anyone has any objections, we'll discuss them when she returns."

The secretary took the document, scanned the stamp and signature, and her expression immediately changed.

Laughter from Leon and whispers from several directors could be heard coming from the private room.

Liu Ruyan pushed open the door.

Four people were sitting around the round table.

Leon occupied the main seat, with two bodyguards beside him.

Wen Shaojun is over fifty years old, and a string of Buddhist prayer beads is placed beside him.

Tao Chongzheng was looking down at the contract, while Fang Qiyuan leaned back in his chair. All three of them looked at Lu Yunzhou at the same time.

Wen Shaojun pushed the documents to the side of the table, his tone displeased.

"Chairman Liu, is it appropriate to bring a bodyguard when discussing cooperation?"

Just as Liu Ruyan was about to speak, Lu Yunzhou had already walked up to her.

He pulled out a chair and sat down, the movement swift and decisive.

"I'm in charge of reception, so this is the most suitable seat for me."

Wen Shaojun pressed his fingers down on the prayer beads, his face darkening.

"Do you have the qualifications to be a director of Fengming?"

Lu Yunzhou placed the authorization document on the desktop and pushed it in front of him.

Whether I am qualified or not, President Feng's signature has already made it clear.

The private room fell silent.

Leon stared at the document and muttered a few more words.

The assistant translated, "The young master has asked Mr. Lu to leave. He is only willing to speak with Director Liu."

Lu Yunzhou turned to look at Leon.

"Are you here to sign a contract, or to choose your escorts?"

Leon's face immediately darkened, and he slammed his hand heavily on the table.

Lu Yunzhou leaned back in his chair, his gaze falling on the contract on the table.

"If you want to sign, produce the contract. If you want to find women, get back to your room right now."