My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 701 - 688: Slapping the Face

Su Xuan had come to attend the gathering of Qiutian City’s business magnates, wanting to broaden his horizons, when unexpectedly he not only encountered Ma Yizhu, the female CEO of Tianma Group he had long admired but also ran into his arch-enemy Wang Fangqian.

It’s really true that enemies often cross each other’s paths.

Now, seeing that Su Xuan also made it here, Wang Fangqian felt indignant, knowing that Su Xuan definitely didn’t have an invitation because he had checked the guest list himself when he arrived and didn’t find Su Xuan’s name.

Besides, who was Su Xuan? He wasn’t one of the business magnates of Qiutian City, so why would anyone invite him?

What made Wang Fangqian find it both ridiculous and amusing was that just two days ago, Su Xuan had been working in his casino, and now here he was, transformed, attending the business magnates’ evening party of Qiutian City. The thought was simply ludicrous.

"Su Xuan, get out of here now, or I’ll call security. I know you sneaked in. Are you perhaps here to see Ma Yizhu? Heh, forget it. I won’t mention the day you pretended to be her boyfriend; even an idiot could see that was fake."

Wang Fangqian said coldly, laughing. If he could make Su Xuan look foolish in front of everyone tonight, it would be quite satisfying for him.

"Are you leaving or not? If you’re not going, I’m really calling security now."

"Whatever."

Su Xuan was holding a wine glass, savoring the fine Bordeaux.

"Zhang, call security over and say we discovered someone sneaking in."

Zhang, Wang Fangqian’s secretary, immediately went to find security, but Su Xuan ignored all of this. Isn’t there a saying, ’If a dog bites you, do you bite back?’ That would just be stupid, dragging oneself down to their level of intelligence, to the same playing field.

Soon, a fat and big-eared security guard came running over.

Wang Fangqian was excited. Now was Su Xuan’s moment to embarrass himself. To the security guard he said anxiously, "Yes, that’s him, he sneaked in. He ought to be arrested and thrown in jail. People like him should be locked up to reflect on their actions."

"Humph." Su Xuan let out a dissatisfied snort, which only infuriated Wang Fangqian further. He told the security guard, "Look, this man is still defiant. Take him away now, and giving him a beating would be for the best."

The security staff here did have professional training and didn’t just take Wang Fangqian’s word to capture Su Xuan. Instead, he asked, "Sir, could you please show your invitation?"

"No."

Su Xuan said blandly, still not putting down his wine glass.

"Security, did you hear that? This man said no, so he must have snuck in. Look, he just had some pastries and drank so much red wine; he’s nothing but a little thief who came to steal food and drink. What are you waiting for? Why don’t you arrest him now?"

Wang Fangqian was secretly delighted, thinking, ’Su Xuan, oh Su Xuan, no matter how powerful you are, you’re now being caught like a thief and will become the laughing stock of everyone.’

Just then, Ma Yizhu, attracted by the noise, approached as well.

Wang Fangqian couldn’t be happier. Ha-ha, perfect, Su Xuan used to pretend to be your boyfriend, and now here he is stealing stuff. How could someone with such low character enter the Ma Family? The Ma Family would never allow such a person.

"Yizhu, come quickly and see, the security has caught a thief without an invitation. I feel like he looks familiar somehow," Wang Fangqian said deliberately.

Upon looking, Ma Yizhu saw Su Xuan. Could it be that he really didn’t have an invitation? She had asked him earlier how he got in, and his reply was evasive. She thought he might have had his reasons for being secretive. Could it be that he really snuck in?

"Security, arrest him quickly. Look at his clothes, he doesn’t even have a single brand name. What else could such a poor guy do here besides stealing food?"

Wang Fangqian threw another jab at Su Xuan.

The security guard didn’t want to escalate the situation. If Su Xuan really snuck in, it would be his responsibility, and he preferred to handle it discreetly.

"Sir, if you truly have no invitation, please follow me to the security office to register."

The security guard wanted Su Xuan to register and then let him go quickly. It would be terrible if he brought the chairman over. If someone snuck in and the Security Captain didn’t know, the chairman would undoubtedly place blame, and he might lose his year-end bonus.

Just as Su Xuan was about to explain, Tianma Group’s chairman, Ma Xingkong, approached and asked the security guard, "What happened that everyone is gathered here?"

Before the guard could speak, Wang Fangqian interjected, "Someone sneaked in here. Look, he stole some pastries and red wine. We should send him to jail so he can’t get out for the rest of his life."

At that moment, Ma Xingkong’s expression turned very ugly as he looked at Wang Fangqian and asked, "Did you personally see him sneak in?"

"No, but he has no invitation, so he must have sneaked in," Wang Fangqian insisted.

"How do you know he sneaked in, then? Or did he confess to sneaking in?"

Wang Fangqian, dissatisfied, replied, "Why would anyone who sneaked in admit to it? That would just be the thief crying ’Stop thief,’ wouldn’t it?"

The Security Captain stood there, unsure how to proceed. If he did treat Su Xuan as a sneaky intruder, he had failed in his duty; if not, and Su Xuan had come through special channels, then he wouldn’t be at fault. He fervently wished Su Xuan would clear the matter up.

"Su Xuan is my guest. He came in my car. If you don’t believe me, ask my assistant!"

Ma Xingkong said furiously, annoyed that such a trivial matter had gotten out of hand.

"How is that possible?"

Wang Fangqian’s eyes widened in disbelief as he listened to Ma Xingkong speak. Ma Xingkong was the chairman of Tianma Group, owning ninety percent of its shares—it could be said that Tianma Group was his, Ma Xingkong’s. How could Su Xuan know him? That was simply unscientific!

Wang Fangqian’s face turned cold, like a newly-kindled flame doused by a bucket of urine, his heart ashened.

Su Xuan, a poor lad, how on earth did he manage to cling onto the Ma Family’s towering tree? Wang Fangqian felt like a deflated balloon, barely standing steady, thankfully propped up by his secretary.

Ma Yizhu glanced at Su Xuan, who nodded slightly. She understood Su Xuan probably wasn’t the kind to sneak in.

"Su Xuan, you’ve suffered, you should’ve explained earlier," Ma Xingkong raised his high-stemmed glass and clinked it with that of Su Xuan’s, saying.

"I haven’t had the chance to speak yet, and besides, even if I did, I doubt anyone would believe me."

"You child," Ma Xingkong shook his head helplessly.

Seeing Ma Yizhu still standing there, he said to Su Xuan, "Oh right, let me introduce someone to you. This is my daughter, Ma Yizhu; she is now the president of Tianma Group. If you’re willing, you can join our group. The salary will definitely be much better than what you’re getting outside," Ma Xingkong promised Su Xuan.

Upon hearing her father’s words, Ma Yizhu walked over and shook hands with Su Xuan in a reserved manner. The moment Su Xuan touched her hand, it was so cold, almost like that of a reptile. Only with a gentle rub could he feel the body temperature, the first sensation being too chilly. Could this be the reason for her cold demeanor?

"No need for introductions, we’ve met before."

Ma Yizhu told her father graciously.

"Oh? You already know each other? That’s great; I won’t need to make introductions then. This is truly fate."

Ma Yizhu, somewhat curious, asked her father how he knew Su Xuan.

"I was practicing my boxing when he saw I was doing Xingyi Fist. Since he also practices it, he came over to exchange ideas. We are the only two in Qiutian City who practice Xingyi Fist, so meeting each other is truly fate."

"That’s wonderful. Back home, my father always laments there’s no one to talk about Xingyi Fist with in Qiutian City. Now that you two have met, it’s truly destiny."

Ma Yizhu also clinked her glass with Su Xuan’s, drinking cheerfully. She was quite focused on her father’s earlier words and told Su Xuan, "If you really want to work at Tianma Group, you’re always welcome."

"Yes, Su Xuan, the salary will definitely be very high."

Ma Xingkong also teased along.

"Better not. If I think about it later, I’ll come find you," Su Xuan declined gently, as he wasn’t accustomed to working under a woman.

"All right then, I’ll be waiting for you to change your mind."

Ma Yizhu said with a slight smile, and Ma Xingkong nodded, not wanting to force the issue. Everyone has their own aspirations, after all.

From afar, Wang Fangqian, seeing Su Xuan chatting so warmly with Ma Yizhu and Ma Xingkong, nearly exploded with anger. What in the world was happening? He knew about Su Xuan’s acquaintance with Ma Yizhu, but when did he get so chummy with Ma Xingkong? When you’re down on your luck, it seems even drinking water can cause trouble.

"Su Xuan, Su Xuan, we’ve made lifelong enemies!"

Wang Fangqian said bitterly, "Let’s go!" With that, he flung his arm in a huff and stormed off. The night was supposed to be an excellent opportunity to mock Su Xuan, yet it turned into him escaping his predicament, which was downright frustrating.

On the way back, Wang Fangqian rubbed his temple and said to his secretary, "We must go to Wanjing Temple to burn some incense these next few days. I’m feeling uneasy, and this Su Xuan seems to be deliberately causing trouble."

"Alright, I’ll call and arrange it now," replied the extremely sexy secretary, nodding.

"Zhang, drive up to the grove ahead; you go and take a break first."

"Sure thing."

Zhang was both Wang Fangqian’s assistant and chauffeur, yet Wang Fangqian’s female secretary changed daily.

"Come here, kneel down and help me let off some steam. I’ve been fuming since the banquet, and seeing Ma Yizhu with Su Xuan made my blood boil even more, almost giving me a stroke," Wang Fangqian forcefully pressed his secretary down, with a sizzling sound of slurping emanating shortly after. Wang Fangqian finally felt some relief as he lay in the car, easing his breathing, truly enjoying the moment.

"Come on, turn around."

Soon, the car began to shake violently. The driver, Zhang, lit a cigarette and stood nearby, smoking. Observing the rhythmic rocking of the car, he felt an immense envy. Having the secretary to work and ’working’ the secretary sounded like a sweet deal.

Wang Fangqian was now imagining his secretary as Ma Yizhu, whom he had long lusted after, yet his advances had never been reciprocated, not even earning him a friendly look.

"Ma Yizhu, do you like me?"

Wang Fangqian asked in the midst of his exertions inside the car. The secretary didn’t initially understand Wang Fangqian’s meaning but soon caught on.

"Hurry up and say it!" Wang Fangqian urged impatiently.

"I like you, I, Ma Yizhu, like you, and will never leave you in this lifetime!" the secretary replied enthusiastically.