A Perfect Wife's Comeback: The Obsessive CEO's Heartfelt Kiss!

Wang Jinyue: "..."

Like boss, like employee. What's with the arrogance?

Wang Jinyue knocked on the door for a while, but found it quiet inside. She wondered if no one was home.

I hesitated for a moment, just as I was wondering whether to make a call, when the office door opened.

"Miss Wang, please come in!"

"Thank you!"

Wang Jinyue glanced at Wu Zheng and felt something was strange. His expression was very complicated, mixed with a hint of relief. Was it just her imagination?

Wang Jinyue suppressed her doubts and went inside. She immediately saw someone with their head down, looking intently at the documents on the table, as if deep in thought.

The whole person looks like an extremely exquisite portrait, refreshing and breathtaking.

She stood in front of his desk for a while, but found that he didn't react at all.

"Hey, what do you want?"

Wang Jinyue couldn't hold back any longer and pouted as she asked.

However, she was met with silence.

Wang Jinyue frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then walked around the corner.

But his gaze was drawn to the contract in front of him.

"You can understand?"

A deep, slightly hoarse voice rang out, and a profound gaze fell upon her.

"can't read!"

Wang Jinyue paused for a moment, her eyes flashing slightly.

Jin Yifeng raised an eyebrow, looking at her thoughtfully.

Wang Jinyue's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively took a few steps back, feeling somewhat embarrassed: "I... I didn't mean to, um... it was because you didn't react, so I stepped forward!"

"I can't find you if I have nothing to do?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a hurried voice rang out from the doorway: "Young Master Yi, their representative is here and waiting for you!"

Upon hearing this, Jin Yifeng stood up expressionlessly, grabbed the documents on the table, and shoved them into Wang Jinyue's hand: "Come with me!"

Wang Jinyue: "..."

Inside the conference room, several foreigners were looking around, while a translator stood beside them, looking at Wu Zheng: "Mr. Wu, hasn't Young Master Yi arrived yet?"

"Please be seated and wait a moment!"

Before he could finish speaking, one of the foreigners glanced at Wu Zheng thoughtfully, a hint of disdain flashing across his face: "Have you read the contract carefully?"

Upon hearing this, the translator relayed the message to Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng paused for a moment, then instinctively shook his head: "Not yet!"

She pursed her lips, about to explain, when she saw the other person babbling on and on as if saying something, and their expression seemed a little off.

Sure enough, the translator's expression changed slightly, and he hesitated before speaking, "Mr. Wu, doesn't your company have any translators? Wasn't the contract sent to you for confirmation a long time ago?"

Wu Zheng frowned slightly: "This was our oversight. We didn't expect the contract to be in five different languages!"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, the translator paused for a moment, a complex and unreadable expression crossing her face.

The foreigner looked at Wu Zheng with a half-smile, then at the translator, his mockery becoming increasingly obvious.

Although Wu Zheng couldn't understand what they were saying, he could tell that their expressions and attitudes were off.

"What did he say?" Wu Zheng asked the translator first.

"This……"

The translator looked somewhat embarrassed, with a complicated expression.

"Just say what you have to say!"

He said that Yuguang Group was nothing special, that they couldn't even understand the contract, and that they were not qualified to do business with them.

The words had barely left his mouth when a cold, indifferent voice rang out from the doorway: "Then let them get out!"