Li Qianfan.
Looking at his own name signed on the contract, Li Qianfan felt as if he were dreaming.
He suddenly missed Su Ziyu.
He wished his black-belt wife would beat him soundly—
Then he could wake up from this absurd dream.
"Dad, thank you."
Dai Pai picked up a contract and, as she stood up, leaned over and pecked him on the cheek. Then she rose and, with light steps, swayed her hips gracefully as she entered the lounge.
She had to lock this equity transfer contract, as if it were a treasure to secure her livelihood, in the safe.
When she came out after putting away the contract, Li Qianfan was still sitting on the sofa, staring blankly, his face a picture of utter disbelief.
Dai Pai smiled and walked into the restroom.
There were tear streaks on her face. If outsiders saw them, it would damage her prestige within the company.
Sigh.
Li Qianfan sighed and put away the contract.
The deed was done—
He certainly didn't dare to take this contract home.
If his black-belt wife saw it, it would be a catastrophe!
Nor could he let old Su know.
He'd sooner believe in ghosts than trust that old man's word.
Fortunately, he still had his beloved car.
Hiding a contract in his beloved car was incredibly simple.
However, Li Qianfan knew very well that he wouldn't want, or rather, disdained, wealth from a "living widow."
The only reason he accepted the contract was that he could see that if he didn't, Boss Pai wouldn't feel secure and would continue to cause trouble.
If that happened, it might affect his marital relationship with his black-belt wife.
Creak.
Dai Pai emerged from the bathroom.
Li Qianfan's eyes immediately brightened.
Because Boss Pai had shed her black stockings, her pair of perfectly straight, snow-white, and full legs were in no way inferior to Mo Hongti's.
"Why did I suddenly think of that woman?"
Li Qianfan asked himself, reaching for a cigarette.
Click.
Dai Pai held a lighter in both hands and, with undisguised filial piety, lit his cigarette.
"Sit down, I have something to tell you."
Li Qianfan raised his hand and gestured to the sofa opposite him.
Dai Pai obediently sat opposite him, her legs together, leaning elegantly and gracefully against the sofa.
Li Qianfan flicked the ash from his cigarette and said in a low tone, "From now on, don't call me Dad anymore."
Dai Pai replied, "Once a father, always a father."
Li Qianfan—
Dai Pai added, "But our father-daughter relationship will only exist in private. Without this pretense, you could abandon me at any time. Dad, I am a married woman. I know very well how important this kind of relationship is to me."
"As you wish."
Li Qianfan waved his hand impatiently and continued, "During work hours, I will fulfill my responsibilities and obligations. After work, we are strangers."
Dai Pai's eyebrows furrowed.
Li Qianfan added, "Of course, if you encounter difficulties, I will not stand idly by."
Dai Pai immediately relaxed and picked up her phone, "Dad, let's add each other as friends."
Ding.
Li Qianfan's account balance increased by 888 yuan.
"This is a meeting gift from your daughter to her father. Please accept it."
Dai Pai said with a smile, "From now on, your cigarettes and alcohol will also be covered by me, your daughter."
Li Qianfan didn't know what to say.
But he could genuinely feel a slight thrill deep inside.
Damn it!
The entire afternoon, Li Qianfan spent in the CEO's office.
Dai Pai called logistics and had the original CEO's secretary Xiao Niu's desk, chair, and other equipment moved into the CEO's office.
It was placed against the east wall by the door, serving as Li Qianfan's workspace.
Li Qianfan naturally had no objection to this arrangement.
Setting aside the father-daughter pretense, since he had decided to be her secretary, he had to perform his duties as a secretary.
For an entire afternoon.
Especially since it was Dai Pai's first day at Pai Pai Fashion, not a single one of the 14 executives, including Zhao Lianjin, came over to report to her.
Clearly.
Zhao Lianjin, realizing that Dai Pai was not going to yield, immediately changed his strategy and planned to sideline her.
Dai Pai was not worried either, her expression calm as she buried herself in her work.
This relieved Li Qianfan, who had been worried she would cause trouble.
He was so bored that he actually lay down on his desk and dozed off.
After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes.
Dai Pai, with her small bag slung over her shoulder, stood before his desk, "Dad, it's time to leave. Your daughter will go ahead and visit your son-in-law at the hospital. I'll tell him that his wife is now being protected."
Alas.
Li Qianfan sighed with a headache.
"Dad, be careful of Zhao Lianjin plotting against you in secret."
After saying that, Dai Pai opened the door and quickly left.
It was six o'clock in the summer afternoon, and the sun was still high in the sky.
Li Qianfan stood by the window, watching Dai Pai walk around downstairs and get into her car before leaving. Only then did he walk out of the office.
"I'm only 21 years old, pure and untainted, yet I already have a daughter and a son-in-law. How should I feel about this?"
The more he thought about it, the more depressed Li Qianfan became. As he walked down the stairs to the second floor, he heard someone call out, "Secretary Li."
He looked up.
It was Wang Hong, who had openly challenged Dai Pai's authority at the all-hands meeting and was almost fired.
Looking at this heavily made-up, scantily clad woman, Secretary Li nodded, "Is something the matter?"
"Secretary Li, can you help me move my desk out?"
Wang Hong said with a fawning smile, "Although I've been transferred to the cleaning team, Vice President Zhao, in consideration of my contributions to the company, has exceptionally granted me permission to take this desk and chair. Oh, the cleaning team's office is downstairs."
"Of course, I can."
Li Qianfan walked over, "We are colleagues. Colleagues should help each other, it's only right."
"Secretary Li, you really know how to talk."
Wang Hong quickly opened the door and invited Li Qianfan in, "No wonder you're so valued by President Dai."
Li Qianfan smiled and walked into the finance office, surveying the desks and chairs, "That set of furniture is yours."
"Yes—"
Wang Hong suddenly grinned sinisterly.
With a ripping sound, she tore her already revealing clothes.
Then she rushed towards the empty corridor, screaming like a pig, "Help! President Dai's secretary, Li Qianfan, is assaulting an innocent woman!"
She then turned and rushed into the finance office, slamming the door shut with a bang, and then, spreading her arms and jiggling her breasts, lunged at Li Qianfan.
She screamed again, "Help, Li Qianfan is assaulting an innocent woman!"
"Idiot."
Li Qianfan sneered. As he dodged to the side, he delivered a heavy slap to Wang Hong's face.
Slap.
Amidst the crisp sound of the slap, Wang Hong spun around on the spot.
She couldn't even scream.
But three or four bloody molars were knocked out.
Li Qianfan had pulled off the "honey trap" trick many times when he was squatting to pee.
Now Wang Hong and her ilk were using it against him as a killing move.
Pathetically childish!
After delivering the slap, Li Qianfan tapped on his phone.
The moment Wang Hong asked for his help, he had secretly turned on his phone's video recording.
He had used this trick to entrap Su Hei Dai twice already; it was consistently effective.
Bang!
The door to the finance office was kicked open from the outside.
Seven or eight people seemed to have materialized from underground.
"Li Qianfan, how dare you assault Sister Wang in broad daylight!"
Zhao Shui, who rushed in first, cursed and lunged forward with a fist.
A murderous glint flashed in Li Qianfan's eyes!
It was precisely because Zhao Shui uttered the four words "you motherfucker."
Even though his mother was heartless—
Anyone who dared to offend his mother, Li Wujiang, in front of Li Qianfan would be severely punished!
With a flicker of his gaze, Li Qianfan raised his hand and grabbed Zhao Shui's incoming left fist, pulling it backward.
Zhao Shui, unable to stop his momentum, slammed onto a desk.
Before Zhao Shui could even react—
Li Qianfan grabbed a mug from the desk and smashed it heavily onto Zhao Shui's left hand.