Hu Jing's resignation was ultimately handled in an unresolved, suspended state. Hu Jing stated she could assist with the handover for a year, after which she intended to pursue romance and enjoy life. She expected Boss Huang to find her replacement quickly during this period.
Boss Huang felt a bit frustrated but was relieved to have a year. He believed he could find a solution within that time. As for the audacious Hao Jianguo, Boss Huang made no move against him. Instead, he seemed to trust Hao Jianguo even more. He reasoned that as long as Hao Jianguo remained within his company, the people behind him would likely not trouble their Jiangnan Group excessively. This would allow Jiangnan Group to develop and expand smoothly in the United States, gradually laying the groundwork for future situations.
Following this, Boss Huang boarded a plane back to China. Jiangnan Group had already prepared a chartered flight to bring hundreds of people back home.
Because Boss Huang had been in the United States for a considerable time, many domestic staff members had also come to the US to work for him for various reasons. Consequently, Boss Huang's employee team in the United States had grown to an astonishing number of over 400 people, all of whom were to travel back to China together on a chartered flight.
This chartered flight was operated by a domestic airline, and all its crew members were Chinese nationals, ensuring excellent safety.
Boss Huang was supposed to wait and rest in a separate VIP lounge with Leng Zhimeng and others. However, an incident occurred at the airport, rendering the VIP lounge temporarily unusable. As a result, Boss Huang had to wait with his employees in the same private lounge for the chartered flight to be ready.
Yes, this was perfectly reasonable. Any place could encounter issues that made it temporarily unavailable.
At that moment, melodious and beautiful music filled the entire private lounge. It sounded like music from Roman Holiday. A characteristic of this movie's soundtrack was its ability to evoke a desire for romantic encounters.
In short, it stimulated human hormones in a highly elegant manner.
As expected, where there's a will, there's a way. Just as Boss Huang was feeling a stir of excitement, a fragrant breeze swept by, and a beautiful woman in a professional outfit, possessing a pair of incredibly rare, almost perfect, black stocking-clad legs, walked over.
All the male employees of Jiangnan nearby couldn't help but swallow as they saw this woman. Her beauty was incredibly captivating. Both her figure and her face seemed to be designed to appeal to men's deepest desires.
However, upon seeing this woman, Boss Huang's expression turned somewhat peculiar. While others found her beauty stunning and captivating, Boss Huang found her face remarkably familiar.
Every feature on her face seemed incredibly recognizable. Upon closer examination, he realized with a start that this was the epitome of the standard Korean plastic surgery influencer look.
While people in 2022 might instinctively feel aversion or dislike towards such a face, in 2004, it was an incredibly potent look, capable of driving most Chinese men, who hadn't seen much of the world, into a frenzy.
As this woman, exuding beauty and allure from head to toe, approached Boss Huang, he was indeed captivated. He spoke, "Miss, your legs!"
"What about my legs? You pervert, what are you looking at?" the woman retorted indignantly.
"Ahem!" Boss Huang cleared his throat and said, "Please don't misunderstand. I meant that the stocking on your leg seems to have a run. You should pay attention to it!"
The beautiful woman quickly looked down and indeed discovered that a section of the stocking on her left thigh had been snagged by something, creating a tear that exposed a stark white patch of skin.
The woman flushed with embarrassment, quickly apologized to Boss Huang, and then hurried towards the restroom.
"Quite interesting!" Boss Huang's face broke into a smile as he watched the woman depart.
As soon as the woman rushed into the women's restroom, she didn't busy herself with changing her stockings. Instead, she immediately took out her phone and started a call.
"How did it go?" a man on the other end of the phone asked somewhat nervously.
"Our plan went very smoothly. I didn't make any excessive moves, and Mr. Huang already noticed the issue with my stockings. I'm changing them in the restroom right now!" the woman said triumphantly.
"That's good. This is a perfect encounter!" the person on the other end replied, relieved, and then chuckled, "I'll meet you later, and then I'll introduce you to Huang He. That way, you'll make a deep impression on him!"
"Yes, he'll probably be unable to forget my beautiful legs!" the woman said smugly.
By now, everyone can likely understand that this was not a coincidence but a carefully planned sequence of events. The run in the woman's stocking was intentional, designed to attract Huang He's attention and prompt him to comment, thereby leaving a lasting impression.
This woman knew that the first impression in a man-woman encounter was crucial, often determining the future progression of their relationship.
Therefore, she meticulously orchestrated this meeting, including her attire, the music in the waiting hall, and, most importantly, the snag in her stocking.
Firstly, stockings were a woman's most potent weapon, and a run in the stocking, revealing the skin beneath, was an even more powerful tool. Especially since the location of the run was carefully designed, precisely two centimeters below the hem of her skirt, near the inner thigh. It was close yet not too close, tantalizing the mysterious area that enticed countless men, dancing on the edge of the "absolute territory"—this was the ultimate attraction.
The woman was confident that Huang He's mind was currently filled with thoughts of her legs.
Moreover, the entire process had been meticulously planned.
After being called out by Boss Huang, the woman's initial reaction was anger, even a bit of scolding. While this might seem like a negative first impression, the woman understood that men, especially wealthy ones like Boss Huang, often preferred a spirited, untamed individual, as it offered a more direct challenge.
Furthermore, the situation would later prove that she had mistakenly accused Boss Huang, thus placing herself in a subordinate position. She was effectively indebted to Boss Huang, allowing him to maintain a moral high ground and treat her as he pleased.
Ah, yes, she could use this as an excuse later to apologize to Boss Huang, feign vulnerability, and then strike up a conversation, thereby rapidly narrowing the distance between them.
The entire plan was flawless. Perhaps as soon as they disembarked from the plane... no, maybe they could start having some fun right on the plane. The thought made her a little excited!
"A small billionaire will soon be here!" the woman murmured to herself, touching her slender waist and stomach, excitement evident in her voice.
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"Boss, have a safe trip!" Hao Jianguo appeared before Boss Huang to see him off, his expression tinged with a hint of sadness and reluctance.
"Ah, I told you all you didn't need to come. I'm not a child, why bother with send-offs!" Boss Huang laughed heartily. Hao Jianguo replied that if he didn't see off his boss on a long journey, what kind of person would he be?
"By the way, Boss, there's something I need to tell you. I have a classmate's sister!" Hao Jianguo was saying when a somewhat sweet voice interrupted, "Mr. Hao, you're here!"
Then, another fragrant breeze wafted over, once again drawing the attention of all the men present.
"So you've already arrived. Boss, allow me to introduce you. This is the classmate's sister I just mentioned, named Pu Maimai. She's of Chinese-Korean descent. Her family is facing an urgent situation, and she needs to return home quickly. However, there are no flights available for some time, and she can't complete the procedures in time. So, I took it upon myself to bring her along and let her take advantage of our company's chartered flight to return. There shouldn't be any problem with that, right?" Hao Jianguo said with a grin.
Although he asked the question, he knew very well that there would be no problem. This woman was so beautiful; he'd once wished he could pluck the moon from the sky for her. How could Huang He refuse such a beauty?
Especially now... Hao Jianguo glanced at Pu Maimai's legs. The stockings that had been snagged were now completely off. However, Pu Maimai didn't seem to have brought a spare pair, so she was bare-legged. But her legs were simply perfect—so fair and tender, without a single flaw. They were even more alluring than when she wore stockings.
Indeed, Boss Huang glanced at them and then nodded, "Hmm, there's a problem!"
"Ah..." Hao Jianguo and Pu Maimai froze. Then they saw Boss Huang's displeased expression. "President Hao, may I ask if Miss Pu is an employee of our company?"
"Well... although she isn't now, she is very fond of our company, and I've already made arrangements..."
"I don't care what arrangements you've made. Even if you have, she is not an employee of Jiangnan Group, but an employee of BLM Company. So, what right does she have to travel on our company's chartered flight?" Boss Huang said coldly. "Someone, escort Miss Pu out. This is not a place for her to be!"
"Yes!" Several employees nearby quickly stood up and, before Pu Maimai could even react to what was happening, escorted her out. Hao Jianguo remained frozen in place, bewildered.
All the employees in the lounge were also stunned. What was going on?