But after all, it wasn't used to the fullest.
At this moment, he was holding back his fire... The very moment the partition rose, Jiang Cheng's hand was very agile as he grabbed, released, and bent.
Wang Yuyan simply lay flat.
"You have a point. After all, I've been 'teaching' and 'un-barring' you for a while now. Shouldn't you repay me?"
"Don't... it's only a twenty-minute drive, there won't be enough time later."
Thinking of the experience when Jiang Cheng returned from the airport to the Courtyard House last time, her face began to turn red.
At that time, the car had driven into the Courtyard House, which was full of Jiang Cheng's people.
She could accept the car continuing to move non-stop after it had parked.
If it happened like that in front of the restaurant later, it would be embarrassing to death.
Thinking about how she was going to talk business about the hotel project cooperation with Jiang Cheng later, she was already very nervous.
At this moment, she only wanted to maintain her best state and didn't want any accidents to happen at all.
With just one word, Jiang Cheng had handed the management rights of a landmark-level hotel to her.
She was truly afraid that she wouldn't do well.
She was also afraid of failing Jiang Cheng's heavy trust.
Seeing Wang Yuyan struggling to sit up, Jiang Cheng leaned down, his hands bracing on either side of her.
"How is it not enough? Don't worry, I have a way to settle this quickly..."
Five minutes later, Wang Yuyan's cheeks instantly turned as red as a cooked shrimp.
She thought Jiang Cheng's 'quick fix' meant he would resolve it unilaterally without her.
She didn't expect it wasn't that.
Jiang Cheng used a method of intimidation.
He didn't make any moves; he just stared at her intensely with an intimidating gaze.
In less than ten seconds, she was stared at by Jiang Cheng's pressuring eyes until tears flowed.
It wasn't that she was mentally fragile or that she hadn't experienced Jiang Cheng's gaze like this before.
But the setting was different; outside, the traffic was heavy.
She could even see the figures of passersby through the window.
Although they couldn't see her, this feeling was simply killing her.
She would even rather Jiang Cheng use his hands to torment her than have him stare at and study her so quietly.
This was truly too shameful... Twenty minutes later, the car finally stopped in front of a club hidden in a mountain hollow on the Beijing Outskirts.
The club they agreed on today had white walls and black tiles, low-key to the point of being almost secretive.
As the car drove into the courtyard, Wang Yuyan saw the waiter standing outside the private room through the car window, and the nervousness in her heart flared up again.
She hurriedly smoothed out her already straight clothes once more.
Seeing her actions, Jiang Cheng intentionally teased her: "Didn't I just help you relax? Why are you nervous?"
Wang Yuyan gave Jiang Cheng a reproachful look.
She knew Jiang Cheng said this to make her relax... "This is the first time I've come out with you to discuss cooperation; I still feel very nervous..."
Jiang Cheng understood Wang Yuyan's feelings at this moment.
Going from a private villa housekeeper to the person in charge of a hotel.
If she wasn't apprehensive, who would be?
"Don't be afraid, I'm here..."
Seeing Jiang Cheng say this, Wang Yuyan reached out with both hands and held Jiang Cheng's hand with a hint of pleasing: "I will work hard to do it well..."
Soon, the two of them walked towards the private room under the guidance of the waiter.
The moment the private room door was pushed open, Lei Jun was facing away from the door, whispering something to the female companion beside him.
Hearing the movement, he immediately turned around.
A spring-breeze-like smile instantly piled onto his face.
He reached out his hand from a few steps away, his gaze landing precisely on Jiang Cheng, his tone appropriately warm: "President Jiang, thank you for coming. Welcome, welcome."
Jiang Cheng smiled and shook back, his tone betraying no emotion: "President Lei is too polite."
After speaking, he stepped aside to let Wang Yuyan behind him step forward, introducing: "This is Wang Yuyan, responsible for the brand operations of our hotel project. All subsequent cooperation with Viomi will be handled solely by her."
From the moment the private room door was pushed open and she saw Lei Jun, Wang Yuyan's heart skipped a beat.
President Lei?
The President Lei Jiang Cheng spoke of was actually Lei Jun?
Although she had followed and received some executives when she was at Aman before.
But now, having to face a big shot to discuss cooperation herself, she only felt her heart leap suddenly.
She subconsciously straightened her back; her fingertips, which were already a bit nervous, curled slightly at this moment, and even the smile on her face carried a bit of astonishment that she couldn't hide in time.
After suppressing her panic, she put on a proper smile and reached out her hand towards Lei Jun.
"Hello, President Lei. It's a pleasure to meet you~"
"Hello, hello."
After a brief handshake, Lei Jun led Jiang Cheng to a seat at the dining table.
The host and guests were seated, and the waiter brought the menu like flowing water. Lei Jun casually pushed it in front of Jiang Cheng, making a full gesture: "President Jiang, you order first."
Jiang Cheng wasn't polite; he flipped through a few pages and ordered several light Cantonese dishes, then handed the menu to Wang Yuyan, his eyes carrying a hint of indulgence: "See if there's anything you want to eat."
Wang Yuyan took it, added only one dessert, and then handed it to Lei Jun's female companion.
This subtle action fell into Lei Jun's eyes, causing a hint of admiration to appear in his gaze.
With Jiang Cheng's current scale and style, and holding a landmark-level hotel project in his hands.
Instead of using so many experienced and well-credentialed industry veterans.
To hand such a heavy burden to this young girl in front of him was inherently a bit unusual.
As a fellow big shot, how could he not understand...
This girl looked to be only in her early twenties, and her eyes still carried a bit of clarity that hadn't been polished by the world.
It was clear she had gained Jiang Cheng's favor, which allowed her to bypass a crowd of seniors and sit in this position of full responsibility for cooperation.
The waiter took the menu and retreated; the atmosphere in the private room relaxed a bit.
Lei Jun picked up his teacup and took a sip, looking at Wang Yuyan seemingly casually, throwing out a question that hid a test.
"Miss Wang looks to have an outstanding temperament; I assume you're from a professional background? Which university did you study hotel management at?"
Wang Yuyan didn't hide anything at all and spoke up generously.
"I didn't study hotel management in a professional program. I used to work at the Luxury Hotel. A few months ago, President Jiang sent me to Switzerland for further studies for a while, where I learned high-end hotel operation and management."
As soon as these words came out, a look of realization flashed in Lei Jun's eyes.
Sure enough, it was just as he had guessed.
Not only did Lei Jun guess it, but the female companion beside him also understood instantly.
The moment she understood, she couldn't help but look up and size up Wang Yuyan again.
Seeing Wang Yuyan sitting beside Jiang Cheng now, with a relaxed and neither humble nor arrogant posture, a hint of imperceptible envy flashed in her eyes.
Both were people following big shots, but she was just a decorative foil.
But Wang Yuyan was the project leader entrusted with heavy responsibilities; this level of dignity alone was something she couldn't compare to.