The Destiny Villainess Wants Me To Work!-Chapter 105: Sale!

When Yang Qingxi and Su Mo arrived at the manager’s office, they could already hear an argument unfolding inside.

"Does our Chu Family not even have this bit of reputation? For such a small matter, you still need to ask the opinion of the Yang Family’s princess?"

"Please calm down, Mr Chu... but this is how things are handled here."

"Fine," the voice turned colder, "let’s wait and see. I don’t believe that little girl of the Yang Family won’t give us face."

Outside the door, Su Mo glanced sideways at Yang Qingxi. "Well, Miss Yang... are you going to give them face?"

Yang Qingxi scoffed lightly. "Just watch the drama."

With that, she pushed the door open.

Inside, three men stood facing each other. One was in a formal work suit—clearly the manager. The other two carried an unmistakable presence. One was Chu Zhenwu, and the other, bearing similar features and aura, could only be his son, Chu Daxing.

"Boss Yang, you’re here." The manager immediately straightened.

Yang Qingxi gave a small nod, her gaze sweeping across the room before settling on the two members of the Chu Family.

"What’s wrong, Manager Wang?" she asked calmly. "Who is so overbearing that they want to interfere in the Yang Family’s business?"

Chu Zhenwu didn’t take her seriously at all. Seeing her young appearance, he simply assumed she was another rich second-generation relying on family backing.

"Little girl," he said bluntly, "your staff humiliated our guest. How do you think this matter should be handled?"

Su Mo stood quietly beside her, but his lips twitched slightly.

[This old man... his skin is really thick.]

[Twisting the facts so naturally.]

Yang Qingxi let out a soft snort.

"Maybe," she said lightly, "by not forgetting to write the guest’s name on the invitation card next time?"

"..."

Chu Zhenwu fell silent.

He hadn’t expected her to know the details so clearly.

Chu Daxing’s expression changed subtly.

This... wasn’t going according to plan.

When his father mentioned Lin Fan earlier, he had immediately sensed an opportunity. A small favour could easily be turned into leverage against the hotel or perhaps even gain some benefits from the Yang Family.

So he came along.

But the moment the manager directly contacted Yang Qingxi, things went beyond his expectations.

And now, seeing her attitude, he realised something was off.

Not only was she well informed... She was also aggressive.

This wasn’t someone they could casually pressure.

Chu Daxing reacted quickly, his tone immediately softening.

"Miss Yang, I believe there’s been a misunderstanding," he said, with a polite smile. "My father is getting older, his temper can be a bit... rude. I hope you won’t take offence."

He paused briefly before continuing, "Our Chu Family is only asking for a small favour. I wonder... if you could dismiss those guards?"

Yang Qingxi’s expression softened slightly upon hearing his words.

But only slightly.

"Oh?" she said, her tone gentle yet meaningful. "A small favour?"

Her eyes shifted toward Manager Wang for a brief moment before returning to Chu Daxing.

"Since you’ve put it that way..."

She paused, just enough to make the air tense again.

"...then shouldn’t we also talk about how your Chu Family plans to give me face?"

Chu Daxing and Elder Zhenwu’s expressions both changed subtly.

This Yang Princess... neither soft nor hard methods worked on her.

They had clearly kicked an iron plate.

"Miss Yang, don’t misunderstand," Chu Daxing quickly adjusted his tone, forcing a polite smile. "We came here with goodwill. In the future, the Chu Family and Yang Family can also cooperate in business."

Yang Qingxi glanced at him, her expression calm. "We’ll see about that."

The words weren’t harsh. But they weren’t friendly either.

Just enough to apply pressure on them, while remaining neutral, giving them a chance to speak.

The atmosphere eased slightly.

Both Chu Daxing and Chu Zhenwu relaxed a little, understanding the implication.

This time, even Chu Zhenwu restrained his earlier arrogance. His tone became much milder. "Miss Yang... can this small favour be done?"

Yang Qingxi looked at him for a moment, then spoke slowly, "You want me to dismiss the staff?"

She paused briefly.

"That won’t be possible."

Chu Zhenwu frowned.

"It’s not that I don’t want to give you face," Yang Qingxi continued calmly. "But the Yang Family has signed a contract regarding employees’ job security. As long as we are the owners of this hotel, there will be no unilateral dismissal of staff."

Silence fell in the room.

Chu Daxing didn’t care about the guard.

Nor did he care about this so-called benefactor of his father.

What mattered to him was whether they could benefit from the Yang Family.

But Chu Zhenwu’s face darkened slightly. This matter... concerned his reputation.

"Is there really nothing that can be done?" he asked, unwilling to give up.

Chu Daxing sighed. "Forget it, Dad. I’ll explain it to your benefactor—"

"It’s not that there’s no solution."

Yang Qingxi’s calm voice cut in.

Chu Zhenwu’s eyes lit up instantly. "What solution?"

"The contract only restricts me as the owner," Yang Qingxi said evenly. "If the hotel changes ownership... the contract becomes invalid."

Both father and son froze for a moment.

Then, their eyes brightened.

Chu Zhenwu saw a way to preserve his face.

Chu Daxing saw profit.

"But..." Yang Qingxi added lightly, "Why should I sell it?"

Her gaze landed on them.

"What do I get?"

Chu Zhenwu’s expression turned serious. "What does Miss Yang want?"

He had already made up his mind.

As long as it wasn’t an excessive request, he would accept it.

Yang Qingxi smiled faintly and raised three fingers.

"At least three times the current market price."

A five-star hotel of this scale, with its market value, was roughly around 1 billion RMB.

Three times, that’s 3 billion RMB.

"Right now?" Chu Zhenwu hesitated slightly. Gathering such liquid funds in a short time wouldn’t be easy.

But his face... mattered more.

Before he could decide—

"I accept."

Chu Daxing spoke decisively.

He didn’t hesitate at all.