In a spacious and solemn office, at this moment, the middle-aged man seated at the desk was staring out of the window somewhat absentmindedly.
"Cheng Xiandong, have you lost your mind?" At this moment, an elegant and wealthy beauty, dressed in fashion and adorned in gold and silver, burst into the office. Although the person had not arrived yet, the stern voice had already entered!
Cheng Xiandong seemed to be stunned by this sudden scolding, turning his head dazedly to see his wife rushing in, visibly distressed.
"What's going on again?" Cheng Xiandong seemed quite powerless, speaking with annoyance.
"Did you promise to find a marriage partner for the real estate tycoon Cold Yuzhe?" The charming woman with a head of curly yellow hair questioned sharply, her voice carrying a thunderous force.
"How did you know?" Cheng Xiandong was slightly astonished.
"Never mind how I know. Answer me quickly, is it true?" The wealthy woman was evidently very agitated, her voice becoming even more piercing!
"Yes, this is the condition presented by the Cold Group to purchase building materials. I have no choice but to comply!" Cheng Xiandong was troubled by this matter. Giving his only niece to Cold Yuzhe, he feared that his brother would jump out of the grave and never forgive him. Well, thinking about it, he only had this one niece to use. His own daughter was still too young to marry!
Upon hearing this condition, the wealthy woman's face turned green with anger. Her eyes, adorned with exaggerated eye makeup, widened, staring at Cheng Xiandong, and she angrily uttered each word, "With such a good opportunity, why did you let that brat Cheng Huan go to marry? What about our daughter Xiaoli? Are you still biased? Is a niece more important than our daughter's happiness?!"
Cheng Xiandong, unable to believe that his wife rushed to the company early in the morning just to argue about this matter, sighed heavily in frustration. "If you don't understand the reasons, don't embarrass yourself here. Go back quickly!"
"Embarrass myself? My goodness, do you know how much wealth Cold Yuzhe possesses? Even if he throws money, he can cover up your shabby company. How can you not let him marry our daughter? Are you out of your mind?" The wealthy woman was evidently furious, standing with crossed arms in front of the desk, refusing to leave.
"So what if he's wealthy? Can our daughter truly be happy marrying him? You claim to love reading fashion magazines, don't they record plenty of romantic exploits? Do you not have a brain? Think about it, what I'm doing today is for the sake of our daughter! Fortunately, we have Huanhuan to share the burden for us. Otherwise, Cold Yuzhe wouldn't have spent a fortune to buy these building materials!" Cheng Xiandong was also angry, scolding his unreasonable wife.
The wealthy woman was momentarily speechless, her face darkening before she spoke with a scowl, "Fine, if not for our daughter, at least don't let Cheng Huan, that brat, take advantage. No happiness, no property? A casual sum from Cold Yuzhe, and she'd be wealthy! I disagree with letting her marry. If that's the case, it's better to grab someone randomly off the street, at least better than her!"
"Hey, did you take the wrong medicine today? What's wrong with Huanhuan marrying him? She has no relatives, and now she has a husband. Are you jealous too? Rest assured, even if Cold Yuzhe gives her money, she won't spend it. Perhaps, in the future, she will still be our good helper!" Cheng Xiandong, unable to tolerate his wife's pettiness, couldn't help but rebuke her.
The wealthy woman bit her lip, her face still unsightly. Full of jealousy, her heart was on the verge of exploding. A wild girl who grew up under her disdainful eyes was actually about to become wealthy. How could she not be angry?
"All right, go home quickly. This is the company, not the market. Don't make a scene here. Where should I put my face as the CEO if employees see this?" Cheng Xiandong waved his hand impatiently, signaling her to leave.
The woman's anger evidently hadn't subsided. She gritted her teeth and left the office, leaving Cheng Xiandong alone, sitting in the leather swivel chair with a guilty expression on his face.
"Huanhuan, don't blame Uncle for being heartless. Uncle is really in a difficult situation! After completing this deal, Uncle will definitely double your reward!" Cheng Xiandong sighed with self-blame in his heart.
To others, marrying the head of the real estate industry while being an ordinary employee might seem like a modern Cinderella story. However, only the parties involved knew that it was a ruthless and cruel transaction. Cold Yuzhe insisted that the bride must be parentless, which could save a lot of trouble. At least, without the entanglement of parents, the marriage certificate could be obtained smoothly. Currently, there was no suitable candidate besides this poor niece.
In the president's office of the Cold Group, at this moment, storms raged, and the battle continued for nearly an hour. After a sudden phone call, the tumultuous scene came to an end.
"Disappointing..." The woman sighed with lingering regret.
A figure retreated from behind her, walking slowly to the desk, picking up the phone with a cold and impatient voice, "What's the matter?"
"President Cold, the marriage certificate is ready. Do you want to take a look?" On the other end of the phone, a weak male voice, trembling, seemed to have had the good fortune of encountering President Cold while he was "handling affairs" again.
"Bring it in!" Cold Yuzhe impatiently hung up the phone, his sexy thin lips uttering a low curse. Who dared to propose such a boring request to him? Forcing him to get married? It must be that meddlesome sister. She had nothing better to do at home, always studying marriage psychology. She had taken the joke to his head. How unreasonable! Since she was so eager to see him married, that was fine! Wasn't it just a certificate?
The assistant, in a fluster, lightly tapped on the door of the spacious and bright executive office. An impatient voice from inside responded, "Come in!"
In the luxurious office, a blonde woman was sitting on the sofa, holding a fashion magazine. The enchanting allure she had displayed earlier had now transformed into an elegant and quiet demeanor. Wearing a noble white dress, she exuded grace and sophistication, complemented by her exquisite features, making her appear perfect.
The assistant sneakily glanced at the seductive figure on the sofa, unable to help but sigh. President Cold's discerning taste was evident—this woman possessed exceptional beauty and charm. The thought of what lay beneath that dress ignited a fiery desire in the assistant, but soon enough, he plunged back into an icy state.
"This woman is smiling like a fool. Could it be that she just came out of a mental hospital for the insane?" Cold Yuzhe flipped open the red book and saw the synthesized photo of the woman beside him. She looked average, revealing a naive and innocent type that seemed to tarnish his cold and handsome appearance.
The assistant was dumbfounded, cautiously glancing at the photo and trying to ease the situation with a smile. "No, this girl is quite pretty!"
"Information!" Cold Yuzhe tossed the book aside without looking up, indifferent.
"Here it is. This contains all the information about her! It can help President Cold fully understand her!" The assistant quickly handed over a piece of paper, maintaining a professional smile.
"Why should I understand her? What is she to me?" Cold Yuzhe sneered, took the information, and casually glanced at it. Suddenly, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Both parents died in a car accident at ten, and both grandparents died of illness at twelve. Quite an interesting childhood experience!"
"Well... her background is somewhat tragic, but I've learned indirectly that she has a cheerful and optimistic personality, without any lingering shadows from her childhood. President Cold can rest assured in this regard!" The assistant's face turned pale, quickly explaining.
"Is she made of iron? Both parents died, and she can still be cheerful and optimistic?" Cold Yuzhe's face showed a mocking expression, disdainfully tossed the information aside, stood up indifferently. His handsome face reflected contemplation, and finally, he said, "Considering her pitiful background, I'll give her a chance for glory. After two years, I don't want to see her again!"
"Yes, President. We have already negotiated with Mr. Cheng from the building materials company. It's a two-year contract. Of course, if President Cold wishes to terminate it midway, that's still possible!" The assistant hastily explained.
A cold smile flickered across Cold Yuzhe's face. He raised his hand, and the assistant swiftly exited the office.