Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 7: How to communicate? What should we use to communicate?
Nan Wu wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Xiao Shen's eyes held a hint of displeasure.

Experience tells her that today's project is bound to fall apart!
But once the arrow is released, there's no turning back; we have to keep going no matter what.

Xiao Shen squinted as he watched Nan Wu walk towards him step by step.

It was clearly a classic and conservative business suit, but in his eyes, it looked so graceful and alluring. Her slender waist swayed back and forth, just like the way she had been riding him so passionately that night.

Thinking of this, Xiao Shen loosened his tie, threw it aside, and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his collar.

"Fourth...Mr. Xiao, these are the renderings we made. Please take a look..."

Before she could finish speaking, the man interrupted her, "No need to look anymore. The style isn't within our considerations, and besides, the price doesn't fit the positioning of this project!"

Nan Wu was dumbfounded.

So this deal fell apart before? If she's allowed to negotiate a case that already failed, it's bound to fall apart even further, and she'll be doomed.

Okay, that old bastard Nan Dongxue is ruthless enough.

Nan Wu's foxy eyes darted around, and she put on a businesslike smile, hoping to try her luck. "President Xiao, our company's top designers are very capable. You can make any requests you have. I guarantee that as long as we communicate well, the solution will satisfy you!"

Xiao Shen tilted his body slightly, resting his chin on his hand, glancing at him with a smirk, "Oh? How do you communicate? Through what? With whom?"

Nan Wu's lips twitched; she wanted to slap this guy a few times.

You can't live without making dirty jokes, can you?

Take a deep breath and endure!

"Mr. Xiao, could you please show me the planning map of the resort island? Our team can analyze it and give you a satisfactory result..."

“There’s absolutely no need for that!” Xiao Shen interrupted for the second time.

He raised his hand, knocked the pen to the ground, and it rolled under the table.

Nan Wu glanced down and, out of courtesy, bent down to pick it up. Because it was too far inside, she simply knelt on the ground.

The skirt was pulled up a bit, tightened, and hugged her waist and hips to make her figure extremely full and perky, silently conveying a certain invitation.

Xiao Shen felt a tightness in his throat and a burning sensation in his lower abdomen. He stood up and walked behind Nan Wu.

Nan Wu didn't notice someone standing behind her. When she stood up, her back pressed seamlessly against Xiao Shen's. "Ouch!"

hiss……

Xiao Shen closed his eyes, forcefully suppressing the urge to break free. "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"

He's not usually one to be close to women, but lately he's been getting very close to Nan Wu, which isn't a good sign.

Nan Wu quickly withdrew, feeling embarrassed but also a little smug. "No, Mr. Xiao, you get hard with just a touch. If he really touches you, you'll probably ejaculate prematurely."

Xiao Shen leaned forward, bracing himself against the edge of the table, trapping her in a circle. What he said next was astonishing.

"I wonder who cried and screamed for too long that night and couldn't take it anymore, Miss Nan. You haven't forgotten so quickly, have you?"

Nanwu Petrochemical.

This guy is unbelievable.

"Xiao Wu, Fourth Uncle..."

It's Xiao Jiayang.

Nan Wu didn't know why she felt guilty. Just as she was about to open her mouth, she was pulled to the small warehouse by a force.

The room was small; the two of them huddled together to barely find a place to stand. Xiao Shen was a head taller than her, and his breath hovered above her head.

Without realizing it, she felt something pressing against her from below.

The alarm sounded.

This, this, this, he wouldn't be acting like a beast in a place like this, would he?
"No, we're seriously discussing work, why are you avoiding us?"

Seeing Nan Wu's innocent expression, Xiao Shen pointed with his chin, "Are you sure you look serious like this?"

Nan Wu looked down.

Oh dear, when did your stockings tear?
A man and a woman alone in a room might easily be misunderstood.

As expected, this guy is very thoughtful. "Fourth Uncle, am I coming in?"

Nan Wu subconsciously held her breath, her body tense. Just as her attention was focused on the footsteps outside, she suddenly felt a chill on her leg.

He actually...

At that moment, Nan Wu let out an uncontrollable groan.

A hand covered her mouth, and Xiao Shen gently bit her earlobe. "Be good, it's too tight, relax!"

There's only so much space here; there's no hiding place, and no running away.

damned!
Xiao Shen, the absolute leader, if last night he was just testing the waters, then now he is showing off his full power.

Nanwu goes from heaven to hell in a second.

The wooden partitions creaked almost imperceptibly, like the rising and falling surface of the sea.

"Fourth Uncle? Xiao Wu? Are you there?"

As the sound of leather shoes drew closer, Nanwu's heart nearly leaped out of her throat.

When she gets nervous, Xiao Shen behind her will punish her by pinching her waist.

"Strange, where is he?" Xiao Jiayang scratched his head.

Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly heard a cell phone ringing.

Nan Wu's breathing faltered, her heart leaped into her throat, and she didn't want to continue, but Xiao Shen wouldn't allow it.

If Xiao Jiayang were to see what was happening in the small warehouse, the entire plan would be ruined.

Was Xiao Shen, that savage, doing this on purpose?
Xiao Jiayang set his sights on the small warehouse and approached it step by step. Just as he was about to open the door to find out what was inside...

"Young Master Xiao!"

A voice stopped him; it was Song Hao, Xiao Shen's capable assistant.

"Are you looking for Brother Shen? He just took the female manager from Nan's Group to the conference room to discuss a project. I just came to pick up Miss Nan's phone that she left here. Would you like me to let her know?"

Xiao Jiayang frowned slightly, then said regretfully, "Oh, it's alright! I just came to ask about the project's progress. You're busy!"

As I was leaving, I wondered to myself: Strange, I clearly heard the secretary say they were in the president's office, so why did they end up in the conference room?
After seeing the person off, Song Hao glanced meaningfully at the tightly closed warehouse door, and made sure to close the door behind him as he left.

To prevent our boss from being disturbed again!
The footsteps faded away, and peace returned outside. Nanwu let out a long sigh of relief.

It’s too risky!
Xiao Jiayang almost discovered it; just a wall away, there was a hidden world.

She thought it was all over, but then, unexpectedly, the large hand on her waist suddenly tightened its grip and flipped her over...

When Nan Wu woke up groggily, she could see the afterglow outside the French windows, which turned the sky an orange-red.

There was a strange man there. Hearing the voice, he turned around and nodded. "Hello, Miss Nan, is something bothering you? Should I call a doctor or something?"

“You are…” Nan Wu wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, her eyes wary.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Song Hao, one of Brother Shen's men. Don't worry, no one knows about your presence here except for Brother Shen and me!"

Hearing him say that, Nanwu finally relaxed, realized something was wrong, and lifted the corner of the blanket.

Seeing this, Song Hao held up his palm and quickly explained, "Oh, I asked the female sales clerk to help you change the clothes, please don't misunderstand!"

Xiao Shen's men are unlikely to lie.

Nan Wu was exhausted and too tired to speak. Seeing her preparing to get out of bed, Song Hao subconsciously turned his back.

"Miss Nan, do you need my help?"

Help? Help with what? What a joke, is she really unable to walk?
"Need not!"

The result was a slap in the face in an instant. As soon as Nan Wu's toes touched the ground, her legs went weak and she fell back onto the bed.

Song Hao: "..." Cough! I didn't see anything.

Nan Wu: "..." This is so embarrassing, there's nowhere to lose face!
(End of this chapter)