Chapter 2: The Cold and Beautiful Female CEO

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Morning.

Bathed in the dappled sunlight that filtered through the curtains, Wang Yong, completely naked, climbed out from the pile of two women who clung to him like octopuses. The raucous music and heavy drinking from the first half of the night, followed by the wild release of desire with the two women in the second half, left Wang Yong looking somewhat weary. After rubbing his face vigorously, he fumbled for a cigarette from the bedside table, took a deep drag, and his mind gradually cleared, reminding him that he had a job interview today.

He glanced back at the two women he had brought back from the bar last night, who were sleeping soundly, having exhausted their energy. Wang Yong's eyebrows twitched slightly, and a hint of disgust and fatigue flashed in his eyes. The more thoroughly his physical desires were released, the more hollow his heart felt.

Looking around, he confirmed that they were in a hotel. Feeling a bit more relaxed, he went to take a shower and changed his clothes. Then, he slapped the buttocks of the woman who had been particularly wild last night, waking her up. Still half-asleep, she wrapped her arms around him and purred, "Still not satisfied from last night? Want to go again?" She was quite satisfied with this man, not only for his impressive skills in the bar, where he easily overpowered several others to win her, but also for his prowess in bed.

Wang Yong pushed her hands away and calmly handed her a wad of money. "I have something to do, so I'm leaving first. I used your ID to check into the room, so use this money to settle the bill."

Ignoring her curses and protests, such as "I'm not a prostitute, who do you think I am?" and her insistence on getting his phone number, Wang Yong left the hotel without looking back. Checking his watch, it was already 8:20. His clothes, soaked with the mixed smells of smoke, alcohol, and perfume, and a bit of overnight sourness, even made him feel a bit nauseous. However, at this time, most large malls were not open yet, and it would take at least half an hour to change clothes at his own hotel. The interview was scheduled for 8:30.

Well, he decided to just go as he was. Wang Yong hailed a taxi and headed to the interview location. After all, Lao Mu had already arranged everything, and the so-called interview was just a formality. Due to the hangover and the night of indulgence, Wang Yong leaned lazily against the back seat of the taxi, half-listening to the driver's endless chatter. His eyes were half-open, and he occasionally responded with a few words, looking like a thoroughly hungover man.

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Ouyang Feifei sat in her office, which was elegantly decorated in a simple yet extremely luxurious style. Her face was calm as she processed some documents. Her demeanor was meticulous, and even the most ordinary document would be carefully examined before she raised sharp and incisive questions.

This made Tang Yongnian, the middle-aged, slightly overweight, and slightly balding head of internal affairs, break out in a cold sweat. He nervously wiped his forehead with a handkerchief, trembling as he answered Ouyang Feifei's sharp and cutting questions. He felt a deep sorrow, wondering where the boss had found such a domineering and harsh woman to be the CEO. In just three months, she had fired three department heads, sixteen middle managers, over sixty employees, and most of the security team.

When Ouyang Feifei first arrived, the male employees of the company were overjoyed, celebrating her arrival. After all, Ouyang Feifei was not only stunningly beautiful and well-figured, but she also had a master's degree from Stanford University and was single. In today's society, women were either well-educated but unattractive, or beautiful but brainless. A single woman who was both beautiful and highly educated was a rare luxury.

The company, a well-known large group in the industry, attracted many elite white-collar and golden-collar workers from prestigious universities with impressive resumes and wealth. These so-called elites, with their high standards, all had to admit that Ouyang Feifei was a very perfect woman.

However, they soon experienced her domineering and ruthless side. She would talk, pay, and then dismiss people. Her efficiency and decisiveness made everyone believe she must have been a professional in layoffs. She was ruthless and unflinching, showing no mercy to any pleas or cries for help.

Her beautiful face always seemed to carry the expression of someone who was owed millions, making people shudder. The female colleagues who suffered under her "persecution" secretly spread rumors, saying that Ouyang Feifei must have been betrayed by a man and had her heart broken, leading to her twisted and deformed psyche. Some male colleagues, while being deeply impressed by her, were also eager to worship her and declare her their queen.

But after just three months, no one dared to be the slightest bit lax or disrespectful to Ouyang Feifei. They worked diligently, fearing that the next layoff might fall on them. Few people would give up such a well-paid and prestigious job. As a result, the company's work and operational atmosphere greatly improved, eradicating the previous CEO's laissez-faire attitude.

"Director Tang," Ouyang Feifei's frown eased slightly as she looked at the documents.

Tang Yongnian shivered and straightened his body, adopting a humble and obedient posture, almost ready to say, "Your servant is here."

"Your work has been excellent recently. I hope you continue to maintain and improve it." Even when praising someone, Ouyang Feifei's face remained cold as ice, and her slender fingers gently closed the file.

"Thanks to the CEO's guidance. I am merely following your instructions, CEO." Tang Yongnian breathed a sigh of relief but did not show any hint of pride. Instead, he nimbly moved forward, picked up the coffee pot, and poured her a small cup of coffee. Over the months, he had become very familiar with CEO Ouyang's temperament and various subtle habits. This was his survival strategy and the wisdom that had allowed him to survive under three CEOs.

Ouyang Feifei nodded slightly in thanks, picked up the delicate coffee cup, and took a small sip, half-closing her beautiful eyes as the bitter yet rich flavor lingered on her tongue. A hint of fatigue inadvertently showed on her face. This was all due to her best friend, who had been deeply affected by something yesterday and dragged her to a women's club's exclusive bar, where they drank almost all night. In the private room, her friend cried, laughed, and made a scene, far from the efficient and ruthless woman Ouyang Feifei knew. This made Ouyang Feifei, who knew her well, quite curious about what kind of man could make such a strong and fearsome woman act like a wronged and resentful young wife. In the end, Ouyang Feifei learned that her friend had merely encountered her first love, whom she had secretly admired, and had only caught a brief glimpse of him.

This almost made Ouyang Feifei崩溃, as she had spent the whole night comforting her and dealing with her emotional outbursts.

Noticing Ouyang Feifei's fatigue, Tang Yongnian immediately said with concern and sincerity, "CEO, I'm not overstepping, but you must pay attention to balancing work and rest. If you're tired, please rest in the inner room. You've been working too hard these past few months. If you collapse, all the progress we've made will be lost. I'm willing to take on any dirty or tiring tasks for you."

"Thank you for your concern, Director Tang," Ouyang Feifei gently rubbed her temples and said calmly, "There's someone coming for an interview at 8:30..." As she spoke, she raised her hand, and her already cold expression became even colder.

Her delicate and elegant watch showed 8:31.

Being late immediately made Ouyang Feifei's impression of the unknown applicant plummet to rock bottom. If it were just being late, although she detested tardiness, it wouldn't be a reason for extreme dislike.

What Ouyang Feifei found most intolerable was that this person was a favor. The so-called interview was just a formality.

Although she knew this was a common practice in China, she strongly opposed it. She had reluctantly agreed to this only because her boss, Lao Mu, had personally called her, crying and pleading to take this person in, saying he owed a great favor and couldn't bear to go against his conscience. He also swore that this would never happen again.

Reluctantly, Ouyang Feifei broke her principles and previous agreements and agreed to it. After all, Lao Mu was not only her boss but also a family friend. She couldn't let him lose face in the powerful unwritten rules of China.

Although she had agreed, Ouyang Feifei already deeply disliked this person named Wang Yong, especially since he dared to be late. If it were a regular employee, she wouldn't have to deal with it personally, but since Lao Mu wanted him to be a senior executive, and she was curious about what kind of person could make Lao Mu owe him such a favor, she decided to meet him.

She half-closed her eyes, resting and waiting. Time ticked by, second by second.

It wasn't until 8:45, when the hands of Ouyang Feifei's watch pointed to that time, that a man in a wrinkled gray windbreaker lazily pushed open the office door and walked in as if nothing was wrong. He sniffed the air, his eyes showing a hint of surprise as he picked up the coffee pot, poured himself a cup, and took a sip, praising, "This is excellent, top-grade Blue Mountain."

At the same time, Ouyang Feifei noticed the stains on his wrinkled windbreaker and the complex, unpleasant smell of smoke, alcohol, and sourness that wafted over.

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