Chapter 44 - 44 What Does Director Xing Think? (1/2)

44 What Does Director Xing Think?

“Cousin.” Wearing a spaghetti strap dress, Jiang Yao slung her backpack behind her and greeted Cheng Xingyang warmly. “Cousin, I heard that you were removed from your position by Young Uncle? And Xing Shu was promoted to Director?”

Jiang Yao’s mother was the fourth daughter of the Cheng family—Cheng Shi. Jiang Yao was very spoiled and a spendthrift. With her revolving door of boyfriends, she was the most improper young lady in the Beijing upper-class social circle, and gained even wider notoriety when she reached adulthood.

Cheng Xingyang saw the rose tattoos on Jiang Yao’s arms and his face darkened. “Who did you hear that from?”

Jiang Yao blinked. “I just came from the Family Manor. Second Uncle is still being ripped to shreds by Grandpa. He even broke a few of his precious Ming dynasty bowls.”

Cheng Xingyang did not want to waste his breath on Jiang Yao anymore; he was anxious to confront Xing Shu. Nonchalant about money, Jiang Yao simply called someone to take care of the car. She then invited Cheng Xingyang. “Cousin, I’m going up to look for Young Uncle too. Shall we go together?”

Cheng Xingyang regarded her with contempt. How could Jiang Yao be so shameless as to look for Young Uncle in this outfit?

The two of them entered the elevator together. As Cheng Xingyang got his senses back, he rationalized that the senior management was having a meeting at this time—if he went over now, Young Uncle would definitely not let him off. While he was deep in thought, the elevator had stopped at the top floor. Jiang Yao walked in first and ran towards the conference room with familiarity.

In the conference room, the faces of the directors got increasingly thunderous. The memo issued by Cheng Corporation Group yesterday had established the management and personnel protocol of all the various departments henceforth—a direct challenge to their authority. Unfortunately, all their resentment was suppressed by Cheng Lang.

Cheng Lang looked across the room before landing his gaze on Xing Shu. Then, he slowly retracted his gaze. “Is there anything else you wish to add?”

Xing Shu was the most relaxed in the entire conference room. She leaned back in her chair and met Cheng Lang’s gaze as she looked up. The sunlight outside the window shone on the buttons of his shirt, making him ethereal.

Cheng Lang asked, “What does Director Xing think?”