Just as Song Qinghuan was busy in her contemplation, she noticed the man's unflappable eyes suddenly roaming over her face, captivating and mesmerizing.
Suddenly, a sense of unease began to creep over her.
"Because my woman doesn't like me seeing you," Shi Yuhuan suddenly curled his thin lips, and charmingly chuckled. At the same time, he reached out to pull Song Qinghuan, dragging her to sit on his lap.
Song Qinghuan looked utterly surprised, her expression as though she was choking on a date, and she instinctively started to struggle...
His deep, cold eyes swept over her panicked little face. Shi Yuhuan's gaze came close to her ear, speaking with a voice only the two of them could hear, he ambiguously whispered, "If you cooperate with me well, I'll let you join the Times Group."
His words, coupled with his deep, magnetic voice, produced an indescribable enthralling effect.
Song Qinghuan hesitated, then immediately gave up resisting. She grinned at the stunning woman, and the resume that previously sat on the table was also gone.
She was moved!
Even if she hadn't eaten pork, she had seen pigs run! This gorgeous woman was clearly the girlfriend of "Manager Zhao," who apparently no longer liked her and wanted to dump her, hence he wanted to use Song Qinghuan as a shield.
If this small favor could get her smoothly into the Times Group, it would indeed be a real "opportunity."
Meanwhile, Li Qianze sat down with his legs crossed, watching with interest as she leaned her entire body against the chair, her eyes twinkling with anticipation of drama.
Not bad, not bad, this trip wasn't in vain. He felt like taking out his phone to capture the moment, wondering if his brother would allow it.
The gorgeous woman stared in shock at Shi Yuhuan, then turned to look at Song Qinghuan. Her expression was somewhat hysterical. "Emperor, what did you just say, she...she is your woman?"
She was quite obviously so agitated she was having trouble breathing. She pointed at Song Qinghuan and reprimanded haughtily, "Emperor, if you're trying to trick me, at least find someone who can compete with me. She's so short."
Damn! You're the short one, your whole family is short! Song Qinghuan silently cursed in her heart, her small hand slowly curling into a fist under the table.
She was clearly 1.6 meters tall, with an attractive appearance, how could she not rival her?
This woman, flaunting herself like a big cow, even had the nerve to criticize her? If she were to participate in a Q&A competition, she'd probably answer every compliment about her beauty or talent with 'but I have breasts,' even if they mentioned her net worth being in the billions.
What's the big deal about having breasts!
As she was thinking so, Song Qinghuan leaned her body as far forward as she could, until she could move no further.
"Manager Zhao" was so close that they could almost hear each other's heartbeat. His breath brushed past her ear, sending waves of tingles down her body, her cheeks flushed.
This was for the Times Group, Indeed, a great sacrifice!!