33 A LOT OF PRESSURE (1/2)
Though Hu Lei was shocked at the implications of that name, she did not become hysterical. Her mind did not break down, and she did not run from the meeting. She had known that she might encounter some ghosts from the past after coming back. She just did not expect that it would be so soon.
She would not compromise the success of a good business deal for the sake of some psychological shadow. Had she not dealt with worse? Furthermore, it was not like Vladimir was the devil incarnate. She had good reason to hate him, but she did not feel the need to fear him.
Right now, all she needed to do was focus on the business at hand.
When she had accepted the contract for the position, her primary goal had been to put Zhong Feng to shame with her skills. Now, she did not want to see him fail or be put in a difficult situation, even if it meant facing that son of a b*tch.
Therefore, when the meeting time came, she pulled herself together and focused. After all, her work was only to listen and repeat. With her level of understanding, she did not even need to think before speaking.
The conference room was quiet when she and Zhong Feng entered. Assistant Cheng and one of the high-level secretaries were in the room, providing refreshments and company. Also, there were the usual essential corporate personnel from the legal and technical team to provide support as needed.
She did not need to look for Vladimir Romanov because he was as conspicuous as ever. His bulky figure was impossible to miss at the middle of his entourage of office workers. He had huge muscles which seemed to strain his black suit, testifying of countless hours in the gym. She could not help imagining him becoming green and shouting 'Vlad, smash!'
In spite of the serious situation, she could not help feeling amused. Her calm eyes looked at his face. He was not an attractive man in a conventional way. However, he had a manly face with a gangster air that some might find attractive.
He looked right back at her and smiled. His hand then lifted to an old scar on his left cheek while still maintaining that nauseating happy face.
When she turned back to Zhong Feng, she realised that he must have seen the short interaction. After all, his eyes never seemed to miss anything within his radius. She smiled a little at him and shook her head to indicate that it was nothing.
The smart big boss could see that it was definitely something. Hu Lei had been acting strangely since she entered his office and checked the folder. His face formed a deep frown, but he did not show any other emotions.
His heart felt uncomfortable at the possible connection between his little interpreter and the man in his boardroom. Could he throw him out of the window?
Because his face had a natural apathetic air, no one knew the inexplicable childish/yandere thoughts running through his mind. He remained calm and the meeting began.