The car.
Ren Feng sat in the passenger seat, lazily examining Xia Wenxue while eating an egg.
Today, Xia Wenxue was still dressed in office attire, but she wore a black skirt and matched it with black stockings, which looked very sexy.
"What are you looking at?"
Xia Wenxue's cold voice came through.
"Xue'xue, of course, I'm looking at you." Ren Feng chuckled, "Your legs could definitely tempt any man to death."
Unconsciously, Ren Feng recalled last night's scene, and Xia Wenxue's graceful body appeared in his mind again.
Xia Wenxue turned her head and coldly said, "I'm telling you, in three months you must leave!"
"But before that, we still have to get along for three months." Ren Feng said with a smirk.
Xia Wenxue paused, suddenly slapped her right hand on the steering wheel, and the horn sounded.
This bastard!
Xia Wenxue gritted her teeth, her feelings toward Ren Feng had not improved at all, this guy was just a rogue, a lecher, a pervert!
When they arrived at the company, Xia Wenxue couldn't be bothered to deal with Ren Feng and went straight to the meeting. Yesterday, Richard's team left because they waited too long; Xia Wenxue spent almost the entire day on calls to get them to agree to come to the meeting today.
Ren Feng wandered around the company alone, and the reception girl looked at Ren Feng with curious eyes.
What on earth was this man's identity?
The employees who witnessed yesterday's scene couldn't help but give Ren Feng curious looks, but Ren Feng completely ignored them and slowly wandered up a floor, one after another.
The Flying Snow Mansion was built by Xia Wenxue with her own money, and each floor had different businesses. Of course, the main business was focused on cosmetics for women.
Meanwhile, Xia Wenxue hurriedly rushed to the meeting venue, but Richard's team hadn't arrived yet.
As Ren Feng wandered around the company, he discovered a magical department: the lingerie design department.
The variety of lingerie dazzled Ren Feng, and the girls inside were all wearing short skirts, with long legs swinging back and forth, and there seemed to be a girl trying on lingerie nearby.
Ren Feng chuckled and went over directly.
"Hello there."
The girls looked up, and after a second of bewilderment, they all screamed.
"Ah! You pervert!"
Then, Ren Feng was surrounded by a group of angry girls, hitting him with files, and for a moment, it was chaos and commotion.
"Hey, hey, hey, stop hitting, I really didn't mean to, help, murder..."
...
On the other side, Xia Wenxue looked at the time and couldn't help but frown slightly.
More than ten minutes had passed, and why hadn't they come yet?
But just at this moment, Xia Wenxue saw a group of people walking over outside the meeting room.
They're here!
Xia Wenxue and the assistants beside her perked up and stood up one after another.
"Mr. Richard, hello."
Xia Wenxue wore a confident smile on her face.
The two sides shook hands and then sat down.
"I'm really sorry about yesterday, as some event disrupted the meeting. However, I'm very confident in making you choose our company." Xia Wenxue said confidently, while an assistant had already prepared the projector.
Richard and his team were representatives from the well-known enterprise Chanel, and they came to Huaxia this time to promote new products and find agents. Xia Wenxue's company had gained some international fame thanks to a perfume.
If she could partner with Richard, it would be of great benefit to Xia Wenxue's company, not only expanding the company's market share but also importantly, her current laboratory urgently needs funding...
Richard shook his head, "Dear Miss Xia, I'm sorry, but yesterday, we already reached an agreement with Qingcheng International. The terms they offered are very generous and much better than what you've proposed."
Qingcheng International?
Upon hearing Richard's words, Xia Wenxue couldn't help but feel disheartened.
"I came this time just to tell you that we can't collaborate this time, but we still look forward to cooperating with you next time." After saying that, Richard stood up.
"Mr. Richard, won't you reconsider?" Xia Wenxue stood up directly, anxiety all over her pretty face.
"Ah, no, Miss Xia, Qingcheng International is still waiting for us to finalize the contract."
Seeing the representatives from Richard's side leave, Xia Wenxue collapsed into her chair, and the other employees accompanying the negotiation didn't know how to comfort her.
At this moment, Ren Feng had already escaped from the lingerie design department and happened to arrive at Xia Wenxue's meeting room.
"Oh? Xue'xue, you're here."
Suddenly, a familiar voice appeared.
Ren Feng walked in with a grin and asked curiously upon seeing Xia Wenxue's expression, "Xue'xue, what's wrong with you?"
It's him again!
Seeing Ren Feng, it seemed like Xia Wenxue found a target to vent her pent-up anger.
"What's wrong with me?" Xia Wenxue's face suddenly turned icy cold to the extreme, "Do you know how long I prepared for this negotiation? Do you know that because of your pestering yesterday, I lost this collaboration opportunity?"
Ren Feng was stunned and rubbed his nose. What does it have to do with me?
"Uh, Xue'xue, you should calm down. If the collaboration fails, we can negotiate again."
"Negotiate? They've already signed with Qingcheng International, how can we still negotiate?"
Although Xia Wenxue's face was cold, she was highly emotional, and it seemed as though there were faint tears in her eyes.
Ren Feng was stunned for a moment.
Xia Wenxue seemed about to cry?
"If it weren't for you, I definitely would have gotten this deal rather than Qingcheng International!" Xia Wenxue's icy face seemed filled with despair, "If I had secured this collaboration, the company could rapidly expand; it was a golden opportunity, but you ruined it all."
The assistant next to him could only comfort him, "Mr. Xia, I'll go look for Richard's team again. Maybe they'll reconsider."
Xia Wenxue waved his hand and sat down, looking utterly powerless.
Ren Feng touched his nose, feeling it was probably his fault.
"Xue'xue, don't worry, it's just a partnership. Watch me get it back for you," Ren Feng suddenly said, looking up.
At these words, Xia Wenxue and the other assistants were taken aback.
"Get it back?" Xia Wenxue, realizing what he meant, said coldly, "Is this partnership something you can get back just because you say so? They're Chanel's representative in Huaxia."
Chanel's representative?
Ren Feng flashed a cheeky smile, "That makes it even easier."
Inside the meeting room, Xia Wenxue and a few other employees were puzzled as they watched Ren Feng turn and leave. Xia Wenxue frowned; she had sobered from her earlier emotions and couldn't help but feel a bit guilty.
Frankly, yesterday's incident was somewhat Ren Feng's responsibility, but not entirely. Qingcheng International had always been Flying Snow Group's biggest competitor and was even more powerful, so offering better terms was not surprising.
Even if Xia Wenxue hadn't been late yesterday, just competing on terms might not have been enough to beat Qingcheng International.
So she had only lashed out at Ren Feng as a way to vent her frustration, as this partnership was really important to her.
Xia Wenxue sighed, choosing not to take Ren Feng's words to heart, and instructed a few employees, "Go find the next client."
At the company gates, Richard and his team had just stepped out when Ren Feng caught up with them.
"Please wait a moment!"
Richard and his team turned around with puzzled looks on their faces.
Ren Feng wore a smile on his face, "I'm here to invite you back for negotiations. Trust me, this time your decision will be the wisest one."
Those in Richard's team couldn't help but chuckle.
"Sir, while that's the best joke I've heard, I must say we've already made an agreement with Qingcheng International," said a female member.
"I'm not saying this on my own behalf; I'm saying it on behalf of your president," Ren Feng responded.
At that, the team members burst into laughter.
Richard shook his head, "Alright, sir, we have things to do, so let's not joke around anymore."
With that, Richard and his team turned to leave.
Ren Feng shrugged, then took out his phone.
After dialing a few numbers, a hearty male voice soon came from the other end.
"Haha, my dear Mercenary King, how do you have the time to call me now? Are you coming to France again? Don't worry, this time I'll have ten beautiful female models prepared for you!"
Ren Feng rolled his eyes, "Enough, Raphael, I'm calling you for something serious this time."
Then Ren Feng explained the situation.
"Oh, it's just a small matter. Worthy of you calling me?" Raphael seemed dissatisfied.
"Well, you're the only contact I have," Ren Feng said helplessly.
"Alright, alright, I'll sort it out for you within three minutes. By the way, when are you coming to France to give me a few more injections?" The voice, surprisingly, carried a hint of anticipation.
And the anticipation was because Ren Feng had previously saved him from the brink of death, and Raphael was completely won over by Ren Feng's medical skills.
Of course, even if Ren Feng hadn't known Raphael by chance, he would've had other ways. Given his status as the Mercenary King, who wouldn't want his help?
With such a golden opportunity, they would never refuse.
"I'll treat you next time I'm in France," Ren Feng said.
"Then it's settled."
After chatting for a while, the two hung up.
Ren Feng glanced at the Flying Snow Mansion, estimating that Xia Wenxue was still mad, and going back now would only aggravate the situation.
After some thought, Ren Feng decided to walk around outside for a while since he hadn't had a good stroll in Jiangnan City yet.
Meanwhile, the Richard team was still laughing.
"Jason, do you think that guy was out of his mind?" the female member from before laughed.
Jason shrugged and laughed, "Possibly."
"Representing our president? Our president is not someone he can meet," the woman said disdainfully. Chanel's president was in France, and their delegation was just a subordinate department. They hadn't even met the president themselves, so this young man claiming to represent the president was ridiculous.
Others didn't take it seriously; it was just a trivial incident, after all.
But just then, Richard's phone rang.
Everyone was stunned and looked at Richard.
When Richard saw the number on his phone, he was surprised, and when he answered, his expression changed: "President Raphael?"
The other team members froze—what was happening? Why was President Raphael personally calling them?
Everyone felt a strange sensation rising in their hearts.
Could this have anything to do with that young man from earlier?
However, even with the president calling, it might not necessarily be about this matter. Others held onto a sliver of hope.
"Yes, yes, President, we're currently negotiating, and we've chosen Qingcheng International. Choose Flying Snow Group? Okay, no problem, I'll handle it right away."
Sweat dripped from Richard's forehead, and as the others listened, they nervously turned to Richard.
Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Richard said in a deep voice, "Return, and contact Flying Snow Group."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
One person uncertainly asked, "Was that really a call from the president just now?"
Richard nodded gravely.
At that, everyone was taken aback, their minds going back to that young man from earlier.
Could it be that he really knows our president?