Chapter 39 Do you believe in fate?
Chapter 39 Do you believe in fate?
Shen Qingrou pushed Ye Cheng back into the room and sent Wang Jingjing downstairs to play.
Then draw the curtains to dim the light in the room.
Ye Cheng sat cross-legged on the bed, his hands tied behind his back, and a silk scarf covering his eyes.
A madness resurfaced in Shen Qingrou's eyes as she continued to lash Ye Cheng with her whip.
Ye Cheng cursed inwardly, "That guy who drove Shen Qingrou crazy, don't let me catch you, or I'll make you pay a hundredfold for the humiliation I suffered today!"
She didn't know how many times she was whipped, but Shen Qingrou's arms were sore.
She suddenly threw herself at Ye Cheng, kissing his cheek, and asked with a pained expression, "Honey, does it hurt?"
This contrast is truly bewildering.
Ye Cheng said affectionately, "As long as you're happy, what's a little pain to me?"
If that doesn't satisfy you, you can keep smoking.
Don't worry, I won't foam at the mouth and have convulsions like I did a few days ago.
He possesses martial arts skills; not only can he not be whipped, but even if he were attacked with swords or knives, he could not be harmed in the slightest.
Shen Qingrou paused for a moment: "I thought you would say that as long as I sign, you can endure any pain."
That's a difficult question to answer; if you don't handle it well, the whipping you just endured will have been for nothing.
Ye Cheng said sincerely, "In my heart, you are more important than anything else."
I just want to help you.
It's just that you don't understand me, which is why you're hesitant and afraid to face the unknown dangers and bravely move forward.
I want to tell you that from now on you are no longer alone. No matter what happens, I will be with you.
Shen Qingrou was somewhat moved: "Why are you willing to risk everything for me? We... we've only just met!"
Ye Cheng said in one sentence: "Perhaps it's fate from a past life."
Shen Qingrou got up, untied Ye Cheng's restraints, took his hand, helped him up and sat him in his wheelchair, and pushed him back to the office.
"It's signed, but it still needs approval. I'll personally report to Old Man Shen tomorrow."
However, I can decide the hotel price, and Wang Jingjing can promote it in the live stream today.
Ye Cheng said, "There is one more thing. I would like to meet with Chairman Shen to discuss the development of Qingyuan Mountain."
Shen Qingrou raised her eyebrows slightly: "Don't push your luck. I've told you before, I have no interest in the Shen Group. As long as I can keep this hotel, that's enough."
The Qingrou Hotel was an asset that Shen Qingrou had reserved before she even joined the Shen Group.
It held a special place in her heart, like a base of operations.
Ye Cheng said, "You can step back and stay behind the scenes. I will speak with Chairman Shen in my own name."
Shen Qingrou still refused, saying, "Is there a difference? To outsiders, we are one."
Ye Cheng affirmed, "There's a big difference. I'm like your brain, controlling you like a puppet. If someone wants to harm you, they'll start by attacking me."
Since the brain is dead, what threat can an empty shell pose?
However, I need to act like I dote on you a lot.
That kind of doting affection—the kind that would retaliate fiercely if you dared to touch even a hair on your head.
That way, others won't easily target you, but will instead target me directly.
Shen Qingrou was displeased at being used as a puppet, but Ye Cheng's words made a lot of sense, so she decided to give it a try.
Give Ye Cheng a chance, and give yourself a chance too.
"Why do I feel like meeting you was all a setup?"
Shen Qingrou said softly.
Ye Cheng thought to himself, "It is indeed a trap, but you delivered it to my doorstep yourself. I'm just going with the flow."
"Do you believe in fate?" Ye Cheng asked.
Shen Qingrou said, "Didn't you say that this was our destiny from our past life?"
I believe you. Do as you please.
She said a string of numbers: "Old Shen's phone number, you can call him now."
The business world is like a battlefield; speed is of the essence, and opportunities are fleeting.
Shen Qingrou understands this principle very well.
Ye Cheng took out his phone and dialed the number Shen Qingrou had given him.
The phone rang for a long time before it was connected.
"Hello, who is it?"
This is Shen Qianfeng's private cell phone number, known only to his closest confidants.
He was puzzled when an unknown number suddenly called.
"Hello Chairman Shen, I am Ye Cheng."
"Ye Cheng?" Shen Qianfeng was even more surprised. "What do you want with me? Where's the girl?"
Ye Cheng didn't mention Shen Qingrou and went straight to the point: "I want to talk to you about the development of Qingyuan Mountain."
Shen Qianfeng quickly racked his brains for information about Qingyuan Mountain, but he was completely clueless.
"What does the girl mean?"
Ye Cheng denied it, saying, "It has nothing to do with gentleness..."
"No need to talk!"
Before Ye Cheng could finish speaking, Shen Qianfeng interrupted him.
"Please let me finish what I have to say, this matter is very important."
Shen Qianfeng simply said, "If there's anything, let the girl talk to me."
After saying that, he hung up the phone immediately.
Ye Cheng was speechless. How could someone like this be the chairman?
Shen Qingrou looked at Ye Cheng, who was in a bad mood, and laughed happily: "It's not that I don't want to help you, but that old man Shen doesn't give you a chance, so you can't blame me for that."
Ye Cheng, after much painful reflection, said, "I regret that I didn't address the core issue. I'll call again."
As he spoke, he dialed Shen Qianfeng's phone number again.
Shen Qianfeng answered the phone as soon as it rang, saying with dissatisfaction, "Wasn't I clear enough? Let the girl talk to me about what's going on."
Ye Cheng said calmly, "The development of Qingyuan Mountain is directly related to the revenue of Qingrou Hotel."
"Qingrou has entrusted this matter entirely to me."
Upon hearing Ye Cheng's words, Shen Qingrou hurriedly clarified loudly, "Old man Shen, don't listen to his nonsense. I didn't entrust him with anything."
Upon hearing Shen Qingrou's voice, Shen Qianfeng couldn't help but ask, "Is the girl next to you?"
Ye Cheng said, "You know Qingrou's attitude on this matter. I finally managed to persuade her to give me your phone number."
I hope you can give me a chance to finish what I have to say.
Upon hearing the mention of the Qingrou Hotel, Shen Qianfeng seemed to have caught a key phrase and immediately realized what it meant, asking, "Is Qingyuan Mountain near the Qingrou Hotel?"
Ye Cheng said, "Yes, it's not far. Qingyuan Mountain has a nice environment. If we develop Qingyuan Mountain around the location of Qingrou Hotel, it will definitely bring huge profits to Qingrou Hotel."
Shen Qianfeng pondered for a moment and said, "The girl doesn't agree with your plan?"
Ye Cheng said helplessly, "She just wants to live a comfortable life, but I don't want people to think that I'm clinging to the Shen Group to be a kept man."
Shen Qianfeng said without hesitation, "Bring your proposal and come see me immediately."
Ye Cheng smiled and said, "Okay."
Shen Qianfeng suddenly said, "Never mind, you're in a wheelchair and it's inconvenient for you to move around. I'll come find you now."
I hope you won't disappoint me, kid. You really have some skills.
Ye Cheng assured, "If I fail to meet your expectations, I will leave Qingrou voluntarily."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Qingrou grabbed the newly signed contract, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it at Ye Cheng: "Damn it, you'd better rethink your words!"
Shen Qianfeng sensed something was wrong on the other end of the line and wisely hung up. Looking at his phone, he suddenly grinned and said, "Hehe, you brat, I don't believe no one can handle you."
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