Chapter 77: One-sided Contract
Translator: _Min_
Gu Dai looked at Lin Sheng and said, “Uncle Lin, why don’t you come with me later?”
Lin Sheng shook his head, expressing his thoughts, “1 think we can have Zheng Ming accompany you this time to gain some experience. After all, he will be with you on many occasions in the future.”
Gu Dai nodded in agreement, “Alright.”
Lin Sheng then reported to Gu Dai about what was happening in the company.
After Gu Dai tidied up her office desk, she received a call from Chu Min.
Chu Min said, “Boss, Wang Lan has signed the contract.”
Gu Dai was very satisfied with Chu Min’s efficiency, and she nodded in response, “Good, I see.”
Just as Gu Dai hung up the phone, Zheng Ming knocked on the door. Upon receiving permission to enter, he came in, face flushed and panting, carrying several gift bags.
Seeing this, Gu Dai raised her eyebrows, inquiring with confusion in her tone, “Why did you buy so much?”
Zheng Ming barely caught his breath before he quickly responded, “Chairwoman Gu, I took the initiative to not only buy gifts for President Shi but also for the other members of the Shi family. If you don’t like it, we won’t give the remaining ones.”
Gu Dai wasn’t angry; instead, she praised him, “Not bad.”
Compared to Zhang Hui’s initiative, Zheng Ming’s approach would earn him more favor with her.
After all, one was something she had explicitly refused, and the other was something she hadn’t considered thoroughly.
Gu Dai looked at Zheng Ming’s current state and expressed concern. “It’s still early, and this place is not far from the Shi family’s place. Sit down and rest for a bit; we’ll go later.”
Zheng Ming did not refute Gu Dai’s words; he only sat down on the chair and looked troubled for a while before finally summoning the courage to say, “I’m not tired; I’m just, just a little shy.”
Gu Dai was momentarily stunned, asking in confusion, “Shy?”
Zheng Ming lowered his head, speaking softly, “Chairwoman Gu is not what 1 imagined. 1 thought you would be very fierce and serious, but you’re actually so gentle.”
His voice became softer and softer as he spoke.
Gu Dai suddenly wanted to tease him. She immediately put away the smile on her face and said, her tone cold, “No, 1 am very fierce. If you don’t do your job well, 1’11 deduct your salary!”
Zheng Ming realized that Gu Dai was teasing him, but he still earnestly said, “Don’t worry, Chairwoman Gu, I’ll work with all my energy every day!”
Regarding the matter of Wang Lan signing the contract, Song Ling found out on the way to the Bai family, as Wang Lan had called him.
Wang Lan said, “Hey, son, that painting you bought at the auction, where is it? I can’t find it.”
Hearing Wang Lan’s words, Song Ling instantly furrowed his brows, distant and emotionless in his voice, “What do you want the painting for? I’ve already given it away.”
Wang Lan’s voice suddenly rose, “What, you actually gave it away! No, why did you give the painting away without telling me?”
Understanding Wang Lan’s character, Song Ling knew she must have gotten into trouble. He rubbed his temples helplessly and said, “Tell me, did you want to sell that painting?”
Wang Lan hadn’t expected to be seen through by Song Ling so quickly. Her once high and mighty voice dropped, “I, I’m just short of money recently. Someone offered to buy your painting for one hundred million. 1 thought since it could be sold for such a high price, you wouldn’t be losing out, so 1 planned to sell it. Thus, don’t forget to get the painting back from your friend.”
“Once given, how can something be taken back? And not losing out?” Song Ling was almost furious with Wang Lan but still suppressed his annoyance, “Do you know that my painting was by Master Cui Song? It’s worth over three hundred million on the market!”
Wang Lan’s face turned pale over the phone, she exclaimed in shock, “Th-three hundred million?”
Song Ling, seeing that Wang Lan had taken the hint, finally breathed a sigh of relief, saying, “Yes, that buyer’s offer is too low. You should reject him; don’t sell.”
What Song Ling didn’t expect was that after saying these words, Wang Lan’s side fell silent. Realizing something, he felt a bad premonition.
Sure enough, Wang Lan’s next words confirmed his fears.
Wang Lan’s voice was low, yet it thundered in Song Ling’s ears, “I can’t refuse. I’ve already signed a contract with them.”
Song Ling closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, “You even signed a contract? Take a picture of it and let me see.”
Wang Lan’s photo came quickly.
Song Ling only took one glance to know it was a one-sided contract!