Chapter 3: The Haughty Ice Queen
It was only a good while after the woman had left that the conference room slowly came back to life.
One by one, they secretly wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, fearful that the number one businesswoman of Zhonghai City they had just encountered might call them out. Everyone's hanging hearts finally settled down.
It was well known that Tianyu Group had stood in Zhonghai City for over twenty years, and ever since the previous CEO retired, he left behind a group that could collapse at any moment.
This woman had resurrected the company, which was in disastrous shape, within just one year.
What troubled those senior executives the most was that this woman, hailed as the Queen, had an extremely distinctive approach.
With the slightest misstep, they could be cast into the eighteenth level of Hell, entering a state of utter ruin!
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After returning to her office, Nangong Bing's elegant eyebrows slightly furrowed twice.
She threw all the documents onto the desk's surface, crossed her arms, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring fiercely at the tall buildings below her.
At that moment, she glanced at her watch.
It was almost time for lunch.
Last night, her father had called to say that today, a very important and impressive figure would visit the company. But now, what time was it? Not only was this person not punctual, but he also made her, a favored daughter of heaven, wait bitterly in the office.
For a favored daughter like her, waiting for hours was more unbearable than killing her.
Every second of delay in my decision-making could mean millions in stock fluctuations!
After all, in such a fast-paced metropolis, what does every minute and second mean?
It's not just time and money. It's also a rare opportunity and chance!
Exactly at this moment, perhaps a significant business opportunity was slipping away during this wait.
"Hmph! What kind of people are these, can't you just adjust the time?"
Nangong Bing stamped her foot in frustration.
Sure enough! It wasn't long before a fellow with a delicate appearance but an outdated style burst in!
Under Nangong Bing's stunned gaze, before she could even ask who he was, the man suddenly grinned and said, "You must be Nangong Bing, right? Did I guess correctly?"
Nangong Bing was utterly bewildered, unsure of what this jerk really meant to say.
"You are..."
"Don't speak, let me guess first." The man revealed a delighted smile, quickly interrupted her, and grinned again, "Isn't your dad Nangong Shui? And you're his only daughter, the current president of this group, right?"
...Nangong Bing was bewildered, unsure what the man was talking about. Just as she was about to speak, she was interrupted yet again by this jerk in front of her.
"Don't speak, let me guess further. You're 23 years old, right? And you still don't have a boyfriend, right? Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect it. So many years and you've grown into a young lady. Time really is an embarrassment, tsk tsk." The man shook his head and clicked his tongue in praise.
Those bright eyes darted intensely over her delicate body.
In an instant, Nangong Bing's face, filled with anger and unnaturally pale, looked like she was about to go crazy and kill someone!
Who in the world was this bumpkin? How dare he barge into the CEO's office like this? Didn't anyone stop him? The world had gone completely mad! A mere country bumpkin could just stroll into the CEO's office.
Did he not learn anything in elementary school, or was his teacher a P.E. teacher?
Or was it his values and worldview that were askew? If so, was this guy insane?
Nangong Bing glared fiercely at Lin Zifeng with a burning, murderous gaze, swearing in her heart that she would soon deal with the security personnel. How could they just let a country bumpkin wander in and out of the company freely? What was the security department even for? Were the company's substantial yearly welfare expenses and investments all for nothing?
Lin Zifeng dusted off his clothes, pulled out a cigarette with a grin, and smiled at Nangong Bing, "Hey! Wife, you look much prettier than in your photos! No wonder your old man kept telling me to come back. It turns out he was telling the truth.
It's no wonder he also said that if I didn't come back soon, you might have been swept away by someone else, hehe, lucky I made it back in time."
He immediately took out a photo from his pocket and compared it to Nangong Bing.
He seemed to be checking for any difference between the beauty in the photo and the beauty in front of him. He even made a tsk-tsk sound of odd appreciation.
By now, Nangong Bing had already felt the urge to kill Lin Zifeng, but reason told her that, as a CEO of an international group, she absolutely could not afford such an embarrassment.
So, her stunningly beautiful face remained expressionless, her delicate hand poised on the phone, ready to call security when suddenly, a large hand swooped in and yanked the phone cord out!
"You…"
"Wife, how can you treat me like this during our first meeting? Don't you recognize me anymore? When we were kids, we even wore split pants together! You used to flick my little 'j/j' with your hand! Don't tell me you've forgotten all about that?"
Seeing Lin Zifeng's harmless-looking face, Nangong Bing fought the urge to grab a folder from the table and smack him on the head. Hearing Lin Zifeng mention the childhood incident of flicking his 'j/j', Nangong Bing's face turned as white as paper!
She had seen shameless people before, but she had never encountered someone this utterly shameless. If it had been before, Nangong Bing would have slapped him without a second thought. But she still hadn't figured out exactly who he was, so she forcefully restrained herself.
"I command you to get out immediately! Otherwise, I will make sure you spend your life in jail!" Nangong Bing's cold voice echoed throughout the CEO's office.
"Wife, do you really not recognize me? It's Lin Zifeng!"
Lin Zifeng looked at her with a cheeky grin.
But how could Nangong Bing, the great CEO, remember such a trivial person?
Seeing Nangong Bing's increasingly stern face, Lin Zifeng felt that something was amiss and hastily dialed a number.
Soon, a heavy, extremely resigned voice came through the phone.
"Hello! Uncle Nangong, your precious daughter doesn't seem to think very highly of me. Maybe you should talk to her?" Lin Zifeng said nonchalantly as he handed the phone to Nangong Bing.
Nangong Bing glared deadly at Lin Zifeng, warily taking the phone, and then a vigorous voice came from the other side.
"Daughter, the person I mentioned to you last night, is he standing in front of you now?"
"Dad! Are you saying he's the one?" Nangong Bing looked incredulously at Lin Zifeng, who was drinking coffee and looking utterly rustic; she almost gagged...