When she met a jerk, she could come back again. But when she met a devil, she could only be completely doomed! From the absurd peach trade to the engagement, she had promised him for three years. He helped her get revenge on the jerk and finally got everything she wanted. As for her, she only needed to deal with her parents and be a good daughter-in-law. However, at night, he suddenly threw her down... She struggled anxiously and said, "Mr. Gu, I didn't perform my duty as a husband and wife..." "Do you think I married you just to let you deal with my parents?" "Ah? What else do you want?" "I want you."
A taxi stopped steadily at the gate of the Flourishing Age Real Estate Building. After Xia Chu came out, she took a deep breath and suppressed the uneasiness in her heart. She tidied up the dark professional suit that exuded the aura of a mature woman, and then walked in with her head held high.
When they arrived at the reception department in the hall, the receptionist asked very politely, "Hello, who is this lady looking for?"
Xia Chu smiled and said, "I'm Xia Chu, an employee of the Shen Group studio under the Sheng Group. I'm here to see President Gu today."
When the receptionist heard that they were here for the big boss, her smiling face immediately fell. She refused seriously, "I'm sorry. The president didn't ask to meet someone from the Shen Group's studio today." What's more, she was just a small employee.
Xia Chu was not surprised at all. If anyone could see President Gu, the sun would rise from the west. Xia Chu showed her lovely teeth and dispelled a lot of her mature and restrained aura. "I'm the disciple of designer Shen. My master has always kept a low profile. Don't you know that? My master asked me to discuss with Big Boss about the design and design of New Moon High-class district. I heard that Big Boss will live there in the future. Are you sure you want to drive me away?"
The receptionist was suddenly in a dilemma. How could she, as a low-level employee, know that the big boss was going to New Moon District? But she had heard of the designer Shen, who was not easy to offend.
She smiled politely and said, "Well, I'll ask the president's secretary's office right away and ask if the president wants to see you."
Xia Chu couldn't help but look up at her watch. "It's already nine twenty. President Gu has a meeting at thirty. You know that President Gu hates delaying time the most. If you continue to stop me like this, I'm afraid that it will make the president unhappy! Moreover, if you act rashly and make a phone call, President Gu's character will be unpredictable. What if he thinks you're annoying me and wants to fire you..." She smiled cunningly.
The receptionist stopped holding the phone and frowned. She didn't know that the big BOSS would have a meeting in 30 minutes!
However, after hearing Xia Chu's words, she was so scared that her face turned pale. She didn't dare to waste any more time. She quickly pointed to the elevator in the innermost room and whispered, "That's until the 30th floor. Miss Xia, hurry up. Otherwise, the president will be anxious."
With a decent smile, Xia Chu turned around and walked away in high heels. The moment she turned around, a guilty expression appeared on her face.
It wasn't until the elevator door closed that Xia Chu let out a long sigh of relief. She was finally safe and sound. However, she didn't let her guard down, because this was just a small barrier. Behind her was the most terrible man in City A!
Soon, the elevator reached the 30th floor. When she saw the number jumping, Xia Chu's heart almost jumped out of her chest.
Many people in the corridor cast strange looks, but Xia Chu looked back calmly. In fact, she was scared to death.
At this time, a man came out of the secretary's office next to him and asked, "Who are you?"
Xia Chu quickly lit up her work card, and before she could see it clearly, she grabbed it in her hand. "I'm the disciple of designer Shen. He asked me to send the decoration map of this episode."
When the person who came heard that it was someone from the designer Shen, he relaxed his vigilance. Everyone knew that the relationship between the designer Shen and the CEO was very good. There was no need for him to make an appointment, not to mention that he had already arrived at the top floor. It was likely that there would not be any problems.
"Hello, this way." He led Xia Chu to the largest office, pushed the door and said, "President, it's from designer Shen."
Then the secretary helped her close the door very friendly. Until now, Xia Chu still felt that she was in a dream, a dream that she had never dared to dream of.
She quickly looked around and finally fixed her eyes on the man who lowered his head to look at the documents. This was the famous man in City A, Gu Chen?
Gu Chen was patiently waiting for the person to speak, but the person didn't say a word after waiting for a long time. He couldn't help but frown slightly and raise his head.
Unexpectedly, Xia Chu looked into his dark and sharp eyes, which were embedded in his perfect cold face. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a frightening chill between them. He said unhappily, "You are not a person of designer Shen."
Xia Chu didn't panic at all after her lie was exposed. On the contrary, she said very frankly, "I'm a member of the studio, and indeed, I have nothing to do with designer Shen. However, I came here today to make a deal with President Gu for myself."
"Oh? You want to make a deal with me?" Gu Chen looked at the girl in front of him carefully. Although she was dressed maturely, Gu Chen, who had seen countless girls, could see the tenderness in her bones at a glance. She was in her early twenties, with delicate facial features and a delicate face. She was a very beautiful and soft girl, but her hair was tied behind her head, which made her look a little capable and broke the softness deeply.
He pushed open the document in front of him and leaned lazily on the leather sofa. He was no longer as fierce as he was just now. Instead, he looked at her leisurely.
He crossed his arms around his chest and crossed his long legs. He asked, "What kind of deal?"
"A peach-flower trade!"