Beautiful CEO's Top Martial Expert-Chapter 32 Education

32: Chapter 32 Education

32 -32 Education

Mo Shumei waved her hand, intending to whip out her leather whip, which instantly became taut, but she couldn’t pull it free at all.

“Beauty, your actions just now have made me very angry!”

Xiao Yifeng said indifferently, grabbing the whip and charging towards her.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Yifeng circled around Mo Shumei.

Surprisingly, the whip wrapped around her, leaving her unable to move.

“What are you doing?” Mo Shumei’s face changed, and she had a bad feeling as she struggled fiercely to no avail.

Holding one end of the whip, Xiao Yifeng said, “You’ve been lecturing me.

Now that I’m angry, I’ve decided it’s time to teach you a lesson.”

After he finished speaking, Xiao Yifeng slapped Mo Shumei.

Mo Shumei was petrified, and everyone in the private room was shocked.

“You bastard…” Mo Shumei snapped back to reality, her pretty face furious.

Smack!

But, another crisp sound echoed as Xiao Yifeng slapped her again.

“Bastard, what are you all standing there for?” Mo Shumei yelled, jolting the four women in black into action.

Their eyes hardened, and an evil aura radiated from them as they rushed towards Xiao Yifeng.

Xiao Yifeng pushed Mo Shumei towards those four women, who then abandoned their attack on Xiao Yifeng to catch her.

Mo Shumei unwound the whip from her body, her face flushed with anger as she stared at Xiao Yifeng with a mix of different sentiments.

“Beauty, care to continue?” Xiao Yifeng stood with his arms crossed, leisurely watching Mo Shumei.

Mo Shumei’s expression shifted several times.

The anger in her eyes faded, replaced by a seductive smile.

“Handsome, you really know how to play,” she said.

With that, Mo Shumei waved her hand and quickly left with the four women and the man in the suit.

“Miss Mo!”

At that moment, Fu Dahai, lying on the ground, couldn’t help but call out.

“Alright, time to sign obediently,” Xiao Yifeng said, looking at Fu Dahai, whose body trembled as he contacted Xiao Yifeng’s gaze.

He hastily picked up a pen and signed his name on the contract.

“Let’s go.” Xiao Yifeng picked up the contract and left with Fang Siqi, who hadn’t fully recovered from the shock yet.

Fu Dahai’s eyes, however, revealed a fierce hatred as they flickered coldly.

In the top-floor room of Mo’s Club, Mo Shumei sat on a sofa, her face gloomy, as the four women in black leather stood before her.

“Find out everything about this man,” Mo Shumei ordered authoritatively.

“Yes, master.” The four women nodded and then turned to leave.

Back at Ye Corporation, Xiao Yifeng, with Fang Siqi in tow, walked straight into Zhou Tao’s office.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng, Zhou Tao’s face changed, his eyes flickering with fear and hatred.

“Vice Manager Zhou, this is the contract you requested,” Fang Siqi said, placing the contract before Zhou Tao.

Zhou Tao took the contract, his expression one of surprise as he glanced at Fang Siqi, “Fu signed it?”

“Doesn’t the contract say ‘Fu Dahai’ in three characters, or are you blind?” Xiao Yifeng retorted sharply.

Zhou Tao’s eyes flashed with anger as he looked at Xiao Yifeng but was unable to retaliate due to the other’s status.

“Also, you’d better not pull any more stunts like this against Siqi in the future, or else…”

Xiao Yifeng didn’t finish his sentence, walking out with Fang Siqi as Zhou Tao’s face turned visibly ugly, smacking the contract against the desk in frustration.

“Brother Xiao, thank you.

If it weren’t for you, I’m afraid today I might have…”

Fang Siqi looked at Xiao Yifeng with grateful eyes.

“No need to be so polite, we’re colleagues, helping each other is only right,” Xiao Yifeng replied nonchalantly.

In the afternoon, Xiao Yifeng didn’t continue to play Fight the Landlord; instead, he took a nap.

The sales department staff, seeing Xiao Yifeng sleeping instead of playing games, wore envious expressions, but all they could do was envy since he was the CEO’s fiancé.

“Hey!”

Just as Xiao Yifeng was sleeping soundly, he was suddenly awoken.

Rubbing his eyes, he asked, “Is work over?

Let’s go home!”

Immediately, everyone in the sales department couldn’t help but laugh.

“Xiao Yifeng!”

A voice filled with anger exploded next to Xiao Yifeng’s ear, and he snapped awake only to see Qiu Yuying glaring at him furiously.

“Manager Qiu, do you need something?” Xiao Yifeng quickly asked.

“You sure have it easy!

Playing games and sleeping during work hours.

Don’t you have anything to do?” Qiu Yuying snorted.

“Actually, I have nothing to do,” Xiao Yifeng nodded.

As the CEO’s fiancé, who in the sales department would dare to assign him tasks?

At most, he would browse through some documents.

“Well then, if you have nothing to do, enter all these documents into the computer and then print them out,” Qiu Yuying said, dropping a stack of documents into Xiao Yifeng’s hands before turning to leave.

Staring at the documents, at least as thick as his fist, Xiao Yifeng almost bawled but dutifully set to work.

“Brother Xiao, do you need me to help lighten the load?” Fang Siqi offered.

“Siqi, you’re so kind, but you have your own work, and I can handle this.

This little thing is nothing,” Xiao Yifeng assured her.

After several hours, he finished his tasks, and it was time to punch out.

Outside Ye Corporation, a red Ferrari worth millions was parked, and standing next to the car were two stunning beauties.

One of them was dressed in a black leather jacket, exuding a hot and rebellious aura—it was Long Qianqian.

The other figure, wearing a pink T-shirt and sport shoes, was Ye Yashi, with innocence touched by a hint of liveliness.