When Wei Fen rushed over, Na Muzhong extended her hand and restrained both her arms. With a smooth turn of her body, she threw Wei Fen directly onto the ground.
"Oh my, that's quite heavy. Public relations manager Shen, don't forget to lose weight!" Na Muzhong clapped her hands. Her words sounded like she was smiling, but her eyes were icy cold, sending shivers down one's spine.
Through the mirror, Sen Moli watched the sinister-looking Na Muzhong and the motionless Zheng Wei. Her heart suddenly tightened...
"You slut, I'm going to kill you!" Wei Fen's weak spot was pointed out and trampled upon repeatedly. She couldn't out-argue Na Muzhong anymore, her reason had vanished, and her words became increasingly vicious.
Just as Wei Fen was getting up and about to charge at Na Muzhong again, a dark figure entered from outside. With long legs, he kicked Wei Fen aside with one kick. In pain, Wei Fen clutched her chest and cried out.
"Old Zheng, are you just going to watch her get bullied?" The man reached out and hugged Na Muzhong, his face darkened as he looked at Zheng Da Xifu Nu.
"Hey, Lu Taobao, don't wrongly accuse the boss and the others. I could have handled her myself if you hadn't come. I've been trained." Na Muzhong said, twisting her body to try and break free from Lu Taobao's embrace. But Lu Taobao's arms were locked around her waist, and she couldn't break free from his strength at all.
"President Lu?" Sen Moli wasn't unaware of Lu Taobao. Lu Taobao and Lin Xin were Zheng Wei's best friends. She had indeed heard Zheng Wei say "Mourn for old Lu for five minutes" today, but she never expected this old Lu to be Lu Taobao himself? Forgive her for not being able to connect Lu Taobao with a fierce woman like Na Muzhong. In her mind, there was a strong, distasteful notion: these young masters all liked delicate and weak women, just like Shen Xiaoyan appeared. Therefore, despite her expressions of interest years ago, Zheng Wei only treated her as a friend with some common language back then, never as a woman. Because of this, she greatly disliked those soft and weak girls.
But today, her perception was shattered by Lu Taobao. It turned out that the always mysterious President Lu actually liked this type of strong, capable woman.
Wei Fen, who had been kicked to the ground, was still confused. She didn't know Lu Taobao. People like Lu Taobao never appeared in entertainment headlines, and even in economic newspapers, he rarely appeared. He was the most low-key among the three. Therefore, she looked towards Sen Moli despite the pain.
Sen Moli immediately introduced, "Sister Wei, this is the President of Liang's, President Lu."
Upon hearing this title, Wei Fen's first reaction was to look at Na Muzhong, her lips twitching with disdain; "So, you still climbed into a man's bed? No wonder you dare to say you earn more in a year than I do in a lifetime!"
Without waiting for Na Muzhong's reply, Wei Fen got up from the ground and said with a cough, "You earn such dirty money and have the nerve to talk about it? I knew it, you don't look like a decent person at all!"
"You think too highly of me, Mr. Duan. I wish I could give her money." Lu Taobao seemed to have heard a huge joke.
"Then Miss Na is..." Even Sen Moli was very curious about Na Muzhong's identity now, but she hadn't heard of any second-generation wealthy person like Na Muzhong in the capital.
"Na Muzhong is one of the eight directors of our Zheng Group. She also holds shares in the Zheng Group. Her annual income plus dividends is indeed substantial," Zheng Wei said slowly.
As soon as these words were spoken, Wei Fen's expression turned extremely unpleasant.
"The reason I'm here is to support the boss's wife's career and prevent her designs from being buried. However, I still suggest that Public Relations Manager Wei should be more humble before speaking. After all, this world doesn't revolve around you, understand?" Na Muzhong took the opportunity to push Lu Taobao away and looked at Wei Fen with not-so-peaceful eyes.
Sen Moli's face had turned pale. Although Na Muzhong's status was also formidable, the man behind her was even more powerful. Moreover, that man clearly hadn't pursued Na Muzhong yet... This meant that to win that woman's heart, President Lu might do something detrimental to Wei Fen. After all, for people like them, dealing with a public relations manager was incredibly simple.
And if Wei Fen were involved, it would inevitably affect her career prospects.
Thinking of this, Sen Moli stood up, holding her dress, and said apologetically to Lu Taobao, "President Lu, I'll apologize on her behalf, alright? Sister Wei got a bit carried away because she's accompanying me. What happened today was indeed her mistake, but please let her off the hook."
Sen Moli spoke with great emotion and a sincere expression, but Lu Taobao showed no signs of relenting. Instead, Na Muzhong reached out and patted Lu Taobao's arm, saying playfully, "If you're happy after beating her, then so be it. Anyway, I'm more capable than her without relying on a man. Since we're winning, let's win cleanly."
"You don't have to be so clean. It's not shameful to have a man help you out." Lu Taobao turned to look at Na Muzhong. His face was expressionless, but his forehead was twitching. With this woman, it seemed that apart from the kick he just gave Wei Fen, he, Mr. Duan, was truly useless, completely worthless.
"I know it's not shameful, but we don't have any relationship right now, so it doesn't sound too glorious." Na Muzhong was used to handling everything herself. Even if the lights at home broke, she could roll up her sleeves and fix them.
Lu Taobao: "..." He didn't want to speak right now; he felt suffocated. So, he simply sat down next to Zheng Wei.
"Miss Sen, are you still going ahead with this deal?" A Yao had already done Sen Moli's hair. She changed her shoes, and her appearance was truly stunning. Gui Dao excitedly circled around Sen Moli.
"Of course," Putting aside other reasons, this outfit truly suited her.
"In that case, the rest of our matters will be easy to handle." Na Muzhong was adept at handling social interactions, and since Sen Moli was too embarrassed to back out, the remaining procedures went very quickly. Sen Moli's team also left promptly after packing up. Only the stylist, A Yao, stayed until the end. He excitedly said to Shen Xiaoyan, "Teacher Shen, can I come over to learn from you sometime? I'm very interested in your clothes."
Shen Xiaoyan didn't hesitate and nodded.
Upon receiving a positive answer, A Yao seemed to have a big tail wagging behind him. He happily left.
When Shen Xiaoyan won the award, he had indeed watched. Although he admitted that Shen Xiaoyan's dress design was very special, as soon as he saw her background, he couldn't help but attribute it to the Zheng Group, thinking there was some favoritism in the award. But today, seeing it with his own eyes, he was truly convinced.
...
After these people left, Na Muzhong finally breathed a sigh of relief. She leaned against the side and said nonchalantly, "This Sen Moli isn't that great. Boss, were you blind in the past to be friends with someone like that?"
As soon as Na Muzhong finished speaking, Shen Xiaoyan also held up her little notebook. Zheng Wei's eyes began to twitch.
On Shen Xiaoyan's notebook, it was written: "I also think you were blind in the past."
"Yes, yes, I was indeed blind in the past." Zheng Wei rubbed his temples and said with some helplessness.
"Boss, why do you say that so reluctantly? Are you still nostalgic?" Na Muzhong began to provoke him again.
Zheng Wei reached out and pulled Shen Xiaoyan to her feet. As he walked to Na Muzhong's side, he said tiredly to Lu Taobao, "Take this person in sooner rather than later, otherwise, my wife and I will be driven crazy by her."
They had already wasted a considerable amount of time here this noon. Zheng Wei planned to take Shen Xiaoyan back for a nap.
Seeing the two leave, Lu Taobao also pulled Na Muzhong out.
"Hey, I don't have time to sleep with you now, I have to go back to the group this afternoon!"
Lu Taobao: "..."
Lu Taobao reached out and rubbed his twitching forehead. In the parking lot, he grabbed Na Muzhong and said with a hint of helplessness, "Can we talk about something other than sleeping?"
Why did this woman now feel that his persistence was only about physical intimacy? Although he didn't deny that their bodies were very compatible, he wasn't an animal who only thought with his lower half!
"We can also not talk about sleeping." Na Muzhong's face showed resistance, but in her heart, she was skeptical. She felt that Lu Taobao was just playing around. If men could play, why couldn't women? Although the boss was very caring towards the boss's wife now, Na Muzhong hadn't forgotten that they had been married for over three years. In the three years before that, the boss's gaze had never lingered on the boss's wife. Therefore, she didn't believe in any kind of love at all. She could now bear the consequences of the love she chose, but the crucial point was, she didn't even want to try.
As soon as she heard this, Lu Taobao knew she wanted to break things off, so he directly shook his head: "Impossible."
"I have to go to work. President Lu, be careful on the road." After speaking, she turned her car and drove away.
Lu Taobao watched her car speed away, feeling how difficult it was. Why had he never seen Old Zheng struggle like this?
This woman was a hard nut to crack, unwilling to compromise at all.
Thinking of the long road ahead, he felt he needed to relax this afternoon. So, after getting into his car, he didn't return to the group but called Lin Xin to find Zheng Wei.
...
Zheng Residence.
Shen Xiaoyan was asleep. Zheng Wei was about to rest when he saw Lin Xin and Lu Taobao arrive.
Just as Lin Xin was about to make some noise, Zheng Wei gestured to them, then took two bottles of wine and led them to the back garden.
The back garden of the Zheng family was very large, with dense shade. The three sat under a tree, a cool breeze blowing across their faces. Zheng Wei poured wine for all three of them, then asked, "What brings you here? Old Lin, you're very idle lately!"
"It's not my problem, it's Old Lu! Old Lu asked me to come for a drink. I feel Old Lu is quite dejected, so I put down my work to accompany him. Brother, be sensible, do you think I'm idle all day?" Lin Xin complained to Zheng Wei.
Zheng Wei waved his hand dismissively, his gaze falling on Lu Taobao, who was drowning his sorrows in wine.
"What's wrong? Heartbreak?" Lu Taobao had been successful since childhood. If there was a setback for the first time, it was with that woman, Na Muzhong.