"Miss Jiang? Our President Wu has been waiting for you upstairs. Please follow me."
Upon entering Wu Corporation, a beautiful woman stepped forward to greet them.
Jiang Feifei had met her yesterday; she was Alice, Wu Jie's personal secretary.
The three entered the elevator, and Alice pressed the button. Her waist was straight as she looked straight ahead.
The elevator quickly reached the top floor. She turned sideways, using her hand to shield the elevator door and allowing them to exit first.
Di Dongsheng glanced at the signage on the president's office door and slowed his pace.
The office door opened. Alice said to the person inside, "President Wu, they've arrived."
"Let them in," came the response from within.
Alice turned and led them inside.
Entering the office, Di Dongsheng looked at the man's back. It wasn't until Jiang Feifei, standing beside him, spoke that he slowly turned around.
"Little President Di, long time no see!" Wu Jie greeted them warmly.
They had met when Di Dongsheng was still managing Di Jue Group. At that time, Di Dongsheng had looked down on Wu Corporation and treated Wu Jie dismissively. Now, fortunes had turned, and Wu Jie began to put on airs.
"Bring out the excellent tea I recently acquired for Little President Di to taste," Wu Jie said, gesturing for them to sit on the sofa and addressing Alice beside him.
There were tea-making tools in the office. Alice knelt gracefully before the coffee table, displaying her flawless tea-making skills.
"This first cup of tea is for Little President Di. You are of noble status and always accustomed to the finest. Please evaluate whether this tea is worth the hefty price I paid to acquire it," Wu Jie said, his words repeatedly referencing Di Dongsheng's past status. It seemed respectful on the surface, but in reality, it was a form of belittlement.
Holding the teacup, Di Dongsheng glanced at the clear tea within and drank it down in one gulp.
"How is it?" Wu Jie asked.
The tea lingered in his mouth for a moment. Di Dongsheng placed the cup back in its original position. "Excellent tea!"
"Haha, if Little President Di says so, then my money was well spent," Wu Jie laughed heartily and refilled Di Dongsheng's cup.
After drinking several cups, Di Dongsheng noticed that Wu Jie showed no inclination to discuss project cooperation. He glanced at Jiang Feifei, who was happily entertained, and felt uneasy sitting there.
Sensing his anxiety, Jiang Feifei stood up and moved to Wu Jie's side. Within twenty centimeters, Jiang Feifei intimately squeezed herself in.
"President Wu," she said, languidly resting her arm on Wu Jie's, her shoulder bumping against his arm. She asked coyly, "Isn't it time to discuss the cooperation?"
Her soft voice entered his ears. Wu Jie's lecherous hand naturally rested on her slender waist.
On the side, Di Dongsheng watched his fingers caress her back, feeling a surge of contempt. If he didn't need this project with Wu Corporation right now, he wouldn't have stayed here for another second.
Jiang Feifei wriggled her body, as if ticklish, giggling. She also acted as if playing hard to get, moving away and then closer, her head almost falling into his embrace, making Wu Jie look excited.
If it weren't for others being present, he would have been tempted to seize the opportunity and ravish her on the sofa.
"Is the relationship between Little President Di and Miss Jiang really what the internet says?" Wu Jie suddenly asked.
The people of the capital knew about the Di family. He looked curiously at Di Dongsheng, awaiting a response.
Jiang Feifei leaned back on the sofa, also looking at him curiously.
"Internet rumors are all speculation. How can President Wu watch such mindless news?" Di Dongsheng asked with a smile, teasingly.
The implication was clear: it was all made up by netizens.
Jiang Feifei's smiling face instantly turned pale.
Hmph, rumors? Then she would truly turn rumors into reality.
She stood up from the sofa and walked to Di Dongsheng's side, sitting down and resting her hand on his thigh.