Chapter 451 - Taking the Opportunity to Understand Ye Fan
Chapter 451 of "Invincible Young Master in the City" kicks off revealing secrets: Wei Ziling suppressed the awkwardness that nearly made her flee into her room and stood... Keep reading!
Wei Ziling suppressed the awkwardness that nearly made her flee into her room and stood up to greet Ye Fan.
“Mr.
Ye, you’re back.”
“Um,” Ye Fan looked at Wei Ziling with a slight surprise.
“Is there something wrong?”
“No, nothing’s wrong,” Wei Ziling stuttered, “Are you thirsty?
I’ll get you a cup of water.”
Saying this, she immediately went to the water dispenser, poured a cup of warm water for Ye Fan, and then carefully brought it over.
“Mr.
Ye, please have some water,” Wei Ziling said.
Ye Fan, somewhat speechless, took the cup and glanced at Wei Ziling, roughly understanding that she was being particularly attentive tonight because he had helped her at noon.
Wei Ziling felt a surge of nervousness as Ye Fan fixed his gaze on her.
Although she intended to play the role of a good domestic helper, she knew she shouldn’t limit herself to just making medicinal herbal soups for Ye Fan, lest he stop drinking the soups one day and immediately dismiss her.
However, she didn’t know how to serve people, and the daily cleaning and other household chores in the executive suite were professionally handled by the hotel staff.
Other than preparing medicinal soups, she really couldn’t think of any other domestic work she could do for Ye Fan.
She thought it over and concluded that the only thing she could do was to offer Ye Fan a cup of warm water when he returned.
“You don’t have to do this.
Just keep doing what you were doing before,” Ye Fan said.
Wei Ziling’s face turned red, and she said softly, “It’s only right.”
Ye Fan went to sit on the sofa, took a sip of the warm water, and then said to Wei Ziling who followed him, “I thought you went home to be with your family.
How’s your brother doing?”
“He’s fine.
He’s used to getting hurt.
It’s just a minor injury.
He’ll be fine after a few days of rest at home,” Wei Ziling responded.
Then, she immediately handed Ye Fan a check, “Mr.
Ye, this is your money.”
“Why are you giving me money?” Ye Fan asked, slightly stunned, not taking the check.
“This is the four hundred thousand that the Shi couple paid you,” Wei Ziling explained.
At the police station at noon, because of a call from Ye Fan, the arrogant couple ended up paying five hundred thousand to Wei Ziling’s family.
Ye Fan expressly stated that a hundred thousand was for her brother, and four hundred thousand was for her.
However, she dared not actually take the money.
So, she converted the four hundred thousand into a check to easily give it to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan realized, waved his hand, and said, “The money was meant to compensate you, it’s yours, don’t give it to me.”
“But…” Wei Ziling hastily said.
Ye Fan cut her off, saying, “There’s no ‘but’.”
When Wei Ziling tried to speak again, Ye Fan said, “I don’t lack this amount of money.
If you keep insisting, I’ll get angry.”
Wei Ziling reluctantly took back the check, gratefully saying, “Thank you, Mr.
Ye.”
Ye Fan nodded slightly.
“Mr.
Ye, I’ve already warmed up your medicinal soup.
Would you like to drink it in the dining room, or should I bring it to the living room for you?” Wei Ziling asked.
“I’ll have it in the dining room in a bit,” Ye Fan responded.
“Okay,” Wei Ziling replied.
She could see that Ye Fan wasn’t used to her being so solicitous, so she tactfully walked away and sat on another sofa.
However, when Ye Fan went to the dining room to have his medicinal soup, Wei Ziling immediately followed, washed the dishes, and then served the medicinal soup in front of Ye Fan.
Ye Fan, though not very accustomed to it, did not say anything further, believing that Wei Ziling was merely expressing her gratitude for his assistance that afternoon.
However, in the following days, Wei Ziling took every opportunity to work as a domestic helper.
Of course, her main duties involved personally serving Ye Fan.
The next day, around 10:30 AM, Ye Fan suddenly received a phone call from Li Zhaojun, asking him to come to her office.
Knocking and entering the office, Li Zhaojun was still sitting at her desk working.
Ye Fan walked over to the sofa, sat down, crossed his legs casually, and asked lazily, “What’s up?”
Li Zhaojun paused her work, looked up at Ye Fan, and said, “Just now, a deputy director from the Business Administration called and asked me to fire you and also leave a severe black mark on your record.”
“Oh, got it,” Ye Fan replied calmly, “Thank you.”
After a moment of thought, he immediately knew who was scheming against him behind the scenes.
If there were no surprises, it would definitely be Yang Zecheng.
The main conflicts he had recently involved Yang Zecheng and An Qiye, and the conflict with An Qiye had only erupted last night, close to eleven.
Moreover, An Qiye didn’t know his background, so it was impossible for him to sabotage Ye Fan in such a short amount of time.
Seeing Ye Fan’s indifferent reaction, Li Zhaojun did not probe further and continued with her work.
When he saw there was nothing else, Ye Fan stood up and left the office.
After Ye Fan left, Li Zhaojun stopped her work.
Though currently cold-warring with Ye Fan, she still hoped to genuinely penetrate Ye Fan’s heart and understand the real him.
This situation, where someone had sabotaged Ye Fan from behind, albeit barely affecting him, gave her a good entry point to understand Ye Fan.
Thus, when the Business Administration’s deputy director called earlier, she took the chance to invite him to lunch.
A bit past eleven, Li Zhaojun, along with Wang Siyan, drove out from Emali Group and took the deputy director to lunch.
Inside a private room of a five-star hotel restaurant, Li Zhaojun and Wang Siyan had just settled down when the deputy director arrived.
As the deputy director entered the room, Li Zhaojun stood up, her stunningly beautiful face was cold and detached as she said, “Director Tang, thank you for coming.”
“Hehe, Miss Li, don’t be so formal,” Director Tang’s gaze lingered a bit too long on her.
He reached out his hand, attempting to take advantage of the moment to kiss her hand.
Already in his forties and slightly balding, he was nearly jumping with excitement when he received Li Zhaojun’s lunch invitation.
Being known as Hua Hai’s foremost beauty and owning the nearly billion-dollar Emali Group, Li Zhaojun was famous both in business and political circles in Hua Hai.
She was cold and distanced, had a significant background, seldom socialized professionally, did not network unless necessary, rarely invited anyone for a meal, and certainly never took the initiative to invite anyone casually.
Hence, even the director of the Business Administration hadn’t had the chance to be treated to a meal by Li Zhaojun, but this minor deputy director did—a fact that filled him with great excitement and face value that he couldn’t contain.
However, as he stretched his hand out to shake hands with Li Zhaojun, she ignored him directly and said, “Director Tang, please take a seat.”
After saying that, she turned and sat back down in her own seat.
Director Tang was embarrassed on the spot, but he wasn’t annoyed.
The city’s top beauty, pure and graceful, it was normal for her not to easily shake hands with the opposite sex.
Even if the director himself extended his hand, there was no guarantee that the goddess would reciprocate.
Thus, he withdrew his hand without any resentment.
Meanwhile, Wang Siyan respectfully invited him to sit down, giving him due dignity.