Chapter 602: Don't Call Her Alisha

Zhu Yiwen quickly calmed down.

When in a fit of rage, he was like a terrifying devil, but once calm, he immediately acted like a gentleman, apologizing to the lady and children: "I am sorry, respected Madam, I lost control of my emotions just now because of your name."

"So, respected Madam, for the sake of us all, I must wrong you by having you temporarily change your name to Lu Si. To compensate you, I have decided to open the garden to you and your children. As long as you do not leave this Castle, you are free."

After speaking, he placed his right hand on his chest, nodded slightly, performed a gentlemanly bow of apology, and then walked out of the office, leaving their family to "reunite."

"Darling, don't worry, the children and I are very well here. We haven't been mistreated in terms of food or drink, and there are even servants to attend to us..." Alisha was pale with fright and trembling, yet she was comforting her husband to put his mind at ease.

Zhu Xingye promised his wife that he would certainly finish the tasks Zhu Yiwen had arranged as soon as possible and get them out soon.

His heart had almost jumped out of his chest just now.

Zhu Yiwen was like a bomb that could explode at any moment; he was too unstable.

He had originally intended to negotiate terms with Zhu Yiwen, but now he had no such thoughts; he only wanted to quickly finish the tasks he had been assigned so he could get his wife and child out as soon as possible!

Jiangzhou Shengda Financial Group.

The "Group" had a very prestigious name, yet its headquarters were set up in the branch office building of his son's company.

Sheng Jiang's mind had never once considered that the reason he was not respected was not someone else's problem, but entirely his own.

Just regarding the matter of the company's location, he had been a laughingstock from the very beginning.

He did not want to become his son's appendage, yet he placed his company headquarters inside the other party's branch office; if that wasn't being an appendage, what was?

General Manager's office.

Wang Yinghao took her clothes out of the suitcase and hung them one by one in the cramped wardrobe.

The inner room of the office was the General Manager's temporary lounge; although it had a wardrobe, it was not large.

The wardrobe was meant for hanging suit jackets and shirts, so now that the elderly couple had to live here, it was not enough.

"Stop fussing."

Sheng Jiang pulled his wife over and sat her down on the edge of the bed: "A-Hao, you have suffered so much in this life. We cannot be old and still have to live by others' whims. Don't worry, although conditions are tough now, I will definitely let you live the best life in the future."

"Those ladies and wives who look down on you will all have to kneel at your feet and beg for your help. You will just spit in their faces and tell them to keep dreaming, and tell them all to go to hell..."

Wang Yinghao did not interrupt him, a happy smile hanging on the corners of her mouth as she listened quietly.

Although her husband did not have much ability, he was sincerely good to her, and his intentions had not changed for decades.

Therefore, she was willing to accompany him at all times, even if she didn't care about the things he said, and even found them quite ridiculous.

"A-Hao, do you believe me?"

Wang Yinghao nodded: "Mm, I believe you. I believe everything you say."

"But A-Jiang, I don't care how much money there is, as long as the family is together, that is better than anything!"

Sheng Jiang interrupted her: "In the future, your only family is me. Don't think about those ingrates, especially that woman Shi Youxuan, she is too much..."

Before he could finish his grumbling, the sound of a WeChat video call invitation rang out.

"The Chairman is calling!"

Sheng Jiang immediately let go of his wife's hand, took out his phone, opened the video, and said happily: "Chairman, are you finished with your work? Can you come to tomorrow's opening ceremony?"

Zhu Xingye returned to his usual gentle and refined appearance, saying apologetically: "I am sorry, General Manager Sheng, I am currently in K Country. There is a very important investment banking meeting here, and I cannot return."

Sheng Jiang immediately looked disappointed, his expression dejected: "Oh, is that so? Alright then."

Zhu Xingye said to him: "General Manager Sheng, don't be like that. Although I am the company Chairman, I respect you as if you were my own father. If you are sad, I will be just as sad."

"This meeting is very important; I only have ten minutes to come out and make a call, and these ten minutes are all for you..." Sheng Jiang finally became happy again.

From Zhu Xingye, he received enough respect and "understanding."

Chairman Zhu was better than his own son.

Although both were chairmen, his son rarely spoke to him and usually didn't even have a smile on his face, always being cold and icy.

His son only showed a smile in front of his wife, which was also an important reason why Sheng Jiang always found Shi Youxuan an eyesore!

Chairman Zhu's ability was no worse than his son's, yet he gave him enough respect. In Sheng Jiang's heart, he regarded Zhu Xingye as more important than his son, and naturally, he followed everything he said.

But when the Chairman asked him to move back, he was unwilling.

"Is that necessary? I live quite well in the office. Didn't you say a man should achieve something? I am preparing to work hard now." Sheng Jiang did not want to move home and found a very reasonable excuse for himself.

"That won't do. Harmony in the family leads to prosperity in all things. If you can't even handle family matters well, you will be even less able to handle the complex matters of the company in the future..."

Sheng Jiang was eventually persuaded. He had dragged his suitcase out in a huff to leave home, but an hour later, he was back, dragging the suitcase again.

Prince Hotel.

Presidential Suite.

Wang Bingbing was wearing a fiery red silk nightgown, holding a red wine glass, and standing in front of the window in a daze.

In front of others, she always wore exquisite makeup, as if she were forever young and beautiful.

But when she was alone, removing her makeup, the slightly sagging skin and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes reminded her that she was no longer young!

The entertainment industry never lacked beauties; those truly young girls popped up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, one batch after another, at a speed that left her overwhelmed.

Wang Bingbing's resources were becoming fewer and fewer, all snatched away by those young girls.

And it went without saying that this situation was not the end, but merely the beginning!

She had a strong sense of crisis.

Just at this time, someone found her and asked if she wanted to become an international superstar?

Did that even need asking? Of course she wanted to; she dreamed of it.

She signed an agreement with that person.

The contents of the agreement were entirely beneficial to her and had no drawbacks.

So she came back. Although there was a great risk, she had to gamble for the sake of her future.

"Ding-dong—"

Text message notification: You may begin.

It was a sentence without a beginning or an end, but Wang Bingbing knew what the other party wanted her to do.

She picked up the hotel phone and dialed the front desk number: "Go to Dingsheng Group and notify Chairman Sheng; just say I want to see him."

Lobby Manager: "Very well, Miss Wang. What if I cannot see Chairman Sheng?"

"Just tell the people at their company that the spokesperson for Shengda Finance is Wang Bingbing; telling them in person or having someone else relay the message will both work."

Wang Bingbing was certain that Sheng Hanyu would definitely come!

After hanging up the phone, she began to prepare.

She dried her hair, applied very exquisite makeup, cleared the tea set off the coffee table, and set out two high-end crystal glasses.

She took a bottle of specially ordered 1982 Lafite out of the refrigerator, opened it, and poured it into a decanter.

Finally, Wang Bingbing took out a pill and dropped it into the decanter, where it vanished in an instant.