C35 Meeting with an Enemy!

Zhang Chen's brow furrowed as he scrutinized the man's features.

Wasn't that Wang Cai, the same guy who offered Lin Zhiqing clothes at the mall recently?

What was he doing here?

Zhang Chen's frown deepened, and then the elevator doors slid open once more. Wang Cai strode in.

It was like running into his nemesis.

Feeling a sense of resignation, Zhang Chen quickly ducked his head and turned away, doing his best to stay out of Wang Cai's sight.

He was here on a mission to deal with Chen Dafu and wanted to dodge any unnecessary complications.

Then it hit him. Wang Cai had claimed to be a sales department manager at Dafu Group that day.

Was Wang Cai on the same level as Yee Qingsong?

Surprise flickered in Zhang Chen's eyes, though he suspected Wang Cai was spinning tales.

The elevator came to a halt soon after, and Wang Cai disembarked on the ninth floor.

Zhang Chen breathed a sigh of relief and quickly made his way to the 23rd floor.

Stepping out, he stopped short, taken aback.

Was this truly a workspace?

He was greeted by sights of a swimming pool, a basketball court, and a golf course.

It looked more like a leisure complex than an office.

At the very southern end was one enormous office, opulently furnished.

It went without saying that it must be Chen Dafu's office – seemingly the only office on this entire floor.

Shaking his head, Zhang Chen strode towards it.

He reached the office door, relieved that so far, things had gone smoothly.

But just as he was about to proceed, the door swung open.

A flamboyantly dressed woman emerged, clutching a hefty pile of files.

"Ah!"

She let out a startled cry as the files nearly tumbled from her grasp.

Zhang Chen internally groaned with frustration.

"Who are you? Who let you in here? Didn't you know the 23rd floor is off-limits to all staff?" She sized him up, her gaze laden with disdain.

Zhang Chen paused, caught off guard.

"I'm here to see someone," he said with an easygoing smile.

But before he could elaborate, she cut him off with a tone dripping with contempt: "I don't care what you're here for! Leave immediately!"

"I'm here for Chen Dafu."

"Shut up!"

Zhang Chen was at a loss for words.

Her chest heaved dramatically, clearly indicating her fury.

Zhang Chen himself was growing increasingly frustrated. This was simply a colossal waste of time.

"Chen Dafu!"

Without further hesitation, he shouted into the office.

She gasped in shock. "What are you doing?"

But before she could process the situation, a muffled sound echoed from the room.

Her face froze as she heard it, glaring at Zhang Chen with anger.

Yet before she could ponder further, the sound of a door opening caught her attention.

There stood Chen Dafu, drenched in sweat.

Panicked, she quickly bowed, apologizing profusely, "I'm sorry, Director Chen, it was my oversight. I've disturbed your rest!"

Even after her apology, she remained in a deep bow, not daring to straighten up.

Just as she braced for Chen Dafu's wrath, a sycophantic voice rang out, "Young Master Chen, why the silence upon your arrival? I would have come down to greet you!"

Her mind reeled at the words, her eyes swimming with boundless bewilderment.

Were these words truly spoken by Chen Dafu?

She looked up, astonished, to meet Chen Dafu's obsequious grin.

The usually assertive Chen Dafu was now unexpectedly submissive.

She was flabbergasted.

Zhang Chen responded with a grin, "Director Chen, you're being too courteous. It's I who have intruded upon you."

Chen Dafu's smile turned even more ingratiating. "You flatter me, Young Master Chen. Your visit is a great honor indeed."

The female secretary was utterly astounded, her eyes shimmering with sheer terror.

Zhang Chen was Chen Dafu's guest? And Chen Dafu was treating him with such deference?

This realization sent a tidal wave of shock through her.

She was doomed.

A chill swept through her, leaving her eyes hollow and devoid of hope.

Then, Chen Dafu's icy stare abruptly shifted to her.

She shuddered violently once again.

"You won't be needed here tomorrow!"

Chen Dafu's voice was a cold rebuke, his eyes ablaze with unbridled anger.

The girl stood petrified!

Though she had braced for severe reprimand, she had not anticipated an outright dismissal.

She stumbled backward, momentarily forgetting how to speak.

Tears flooded her eyes in an instant, filled with deep regret.

In the woman's moment of despair, Zhang Chen's icy voice rose steadily, "She has fulfilled her duties. I need to speak with you."

The glimmer of hope reignited in her eyes at his words.

Chen Dafu responded eagerly with a grin, "I'm relieved you're not upset."

Once he finished, he turned a frosty gaze upon the woman and commanded, "Hurry up and thank Young Master Chen!"

Caught off guard, it took her a moment to gather her wits. She bowed deeply, expressing her gratitude, "Thank you, Young Master Chen!"

Her words were heartfelt.

Without Zhang Chen's intervention, her promising future would have been squandered here in vain!

She etched his name deep into her memory.

Without further delay, Zhang Chen strode into the office alongside Chen Dafu.

Once inside, he truly grasped the meaning of luxury.

The office was decked out like a palace, likely surpassing any former emperor's accommodations.

Settling in, Zhang Chen casually remarked, "Director Chen, you're aware of my intentions for this visit, aren't you?"

Chen Dafu's obsequious smile spread across his face. "Absolutely. I just didn't anticipate such brazenness from that lot!"

"Young Master Chen, rest assured. I'll give them a lesson soon enough—they'll come to know your renown," he said, his voice tinged with indignation.

Zhang Chen smiled, shaking his head, "That's not why I'm here. I aim to purchase all the shares they hold."

Chen Dafu paused, a flicker of doubt crossing his eyes, but he quickly acquiesced, "No problem at all! Consider it done."

Zhang Chen smiled wryly, shaking his head, "Don't worry. I'm not asking you to make the purchase."

"I have the funds."