C3 Meet

The next day.

Within the CEO's reception room.

Ling Yun'er sat uneasily on the sofa, her right hand twisting and turning her sleeves. Her eyes were fixed on her shoes, and her hands were full of sweat.

She waited from morning until evening and did not eat lunch. All she got was "Our CEO is in a meeting," but she had no choice but to wait.

Her eyes were fixed on the ornate Italian clock, and her ears listened to the ticking of the pendulum, longing and afraid.

"Miss Ling, I'll take you to the CEO's office." The secretary smiled professionally.

"Okay, thank you, Miss Secretary."

Taking the elevator reserved for the CEO, Ling Yun'er was brought to the presidential suite.

The style of the European buildings under the setting sun was particularly striking. The pattern of white and black was not only not monotonous, but also contrasted with the noble aesthetic taste of the owners.

The door opened from the suite, and at the sound of it, she shot to her feet, her eyes darting to the door. Ling Yun'er saw a noble, cold, handsome, dangerous man.

Her ink-black hair was casually resting on her forehead. Between her enchanting eyebrows, a pair of jet-black eyes that were as sharp as gems emitted a purple glow and ripples. She looked overbearing and ruthless like an emperor!

Ling Yun'er had felt his gaze on her from the moment he entered the room. This made her even more nervous, so much so that she even forgot to speak where she was. She could only look at him helplessly as she walked step by step towards her with steady, graceful steps and an oppressive pressure.

"Hello, President Hee." It was difficult to suppress the nervousness in her heart, so much so that it was difficult for her throat to start moving. Looking at this face that could topple all living things, she could only squeeze out these words with difficulty.

Hee Hanyu looked at her with a deep, deep gaze: her long hair flowing down her shoulders, her eyes clean and beautiful, her eyelashes moving like a fan, and her white dress accentuating the beauty of her white lotus.

However, at this moment, she was as uneasy as a frightened little deer.

Hee Hanyu's almond-shaped eyes flashed with a strange light. He sat down on the sofa opposite her, like a violin playing a deep melodious tune, and lightly said, "Sit."

Ling Yun'er adjusted her flustered heart and raised her eyes again. She mustered her courage to look at the man in front of her with a sincere tone.

"Mr. He, please help my uncle once. You know that he didn't intend to cheat, but his investment failed. I hope that President Hee can be magnanimous and not pursue the matter. I hope you can revoke the charges against him, is that alright?"

Hee Hanyu leaned on the soft sofa, crossing his slender legs, his eyes were like torches: "I would be destroying myself by helping you, I'm a businessman, I only care about benefits, I won't agree to that!" "Bad people are punished," he said fiercely.

"No, Uncle is a good person. He didn't do it on purpose. You have to help him." Ling Yun'er's white face was flushed with anxiety.

"Oh? "Why don't you tell me what kind of person you think is a good person?" The charming voice was filled with a sense of invasion.

"Uncle's kindness is as great as a mountain. He is my closest family member in this world, I beg of you!" His voice gradually quieted down as if he was weeping.

"Miss Ling, if I agree to your terms, what benefits will I get?" The magnetic timbre of men carried the smell of ice and snow.

"This …" Her gaze froze. That's right, she had come to plead for help, but she hadn't thought about the benefits the other party would bring her.

Ling Yun'er's eyes were misty. In her daze, she only remembered a single sentence that had entangled her future with this man.