Chapter 235: Chapter 231: The Land of Tender Love
Not knowing who this woman was or why she had so much time on her hands was puzzling.
Zhang Hao didn’t want to wait and pretended he didn’t hear her, opening the car door and getting in.
"Driver, please go quickly."
The driver didn’t care much and stepped on the gas. The car zoomed away.
The woman, watching the taxi disappear into the distance, stomped her feet in anger.
Zhang Hao sat in the backseat, looking back from time to time, relieved that he had reacted quickly.
If that woman had caught up to him, who knows when he could have returned.
He Qianhui was coming home tomorrow, and he needed to conserve his energy. Otherwise, he wouldn’t meet her strong demands.
Initially, Zhang Hao wasn’t afraid of He Qianhui’s desires, but now he finally understood the pain of middle-aged men.
Luckily, he was still young and full of vigor.
When he got home that evening, Zhang Hao made himself a decent dinner.
While eating, he received a call from He Qianhui.
She told him she’d be on the morning flight and would probably land around two in the afternoon.
She told Zhang Hao to arrange his time and, if he was too busy with work, there was no need to come; she could take a taxi from the airport.
Zhang Hao wanted to pick her up, but the city’s exchange competition was not over yet, and tomorrow was the last day.
After explaining the situation to He Qianhui, he got her understanding.
"Your work is more important than picking me up. I’ll come back by myself tomorrow; I didn’t bring much luggage anyway," she said.
He Qianhui’s understanding was important to Zhang Hao.
"Then I’ll try to get home early tomorrow evening."
"Okay."
After He Qianhui hung up the phone, she turned and went into a private room.
She had put a lot of effort into securing this business deal.
"Xiaohui, come here."
"Coming, coming, no need to rush."
He Qianhui walked past several men with a beaming smile.
Her full, round buttocks as if they almost wanted to press against the men’s faces, seemed to be sending a certain signal.
The men watched her intently.
Finally, He Qianhui stopped in front of a man in his forties.
"Mr. Wu, may I sit next to you?"
The middle-aged man was overjoyed, "Of course, of course."
Since He Qianhui started working, she had not kept her personal circumstances a secret.
Divorced, no children, and currently dating a younger man.
She expected disdain and rejection from many, but it turned out some people liked that.
They even said that as a woman who had experienced marital troubles yet managed to regain her confidence and strive in her career,
she was a role model for them, and they offered her a certain level of care.
He Qianhui naturally used this care to achieve her ends.
Of course, not everyone fell for her act.
In those cases, she had to find other methods.
Deals that were successfully negotiated were few, and it always required some strategy and method.
Mr. Wu was thrilled to have the beauty in his arms, happy with He Qianhui’s willing embrace.
He also had the right to boast to others; why else would she choose to sit next to him among so many men?
It had to be because of his charm, of course.
"Mr. Wu, what time are you going home tonight? Do you want Xiaohui to accompany you for a walk?"
"Sure, you’re returning to the office tomorrow, right? I’ll definitely keep you company tonight."
He Qianhui immediately turned off her phone upon hearing that, picked up her glass, and proceeded to pour Mr. Wu a few more glasses of the potent liquid.
With these drinks down, she was certain Mr. Wu wouldn’t have the ability to lay a finger on her.
As for the others, they saw everything and desired her in their hearts, fully aware that He Qianhui was not a woman easily won over.
Winning her over would require pulling out all stops.
A bit later, the group finally decided it was time to leave, and as for Mr. Wu, he was already so drunk he had lost consciousness.
He Qianhui took on the responsibility of getting him to the hotel, while she opened a room right next door for herself.
She kept an ear out for any noise from Mr. Wu’s room, prepared for every eventuality.
Only when the sky started to grow light did she hear sounds coming from that room.
Without a word, He Qianhui wrapped herself in a bathrobe and hastened to Mr. Wu’s room.
As she entered, she saw Mr. Wu sitting up, "Mr. Wu, you’re awake."
He Qianhui also pretended to look exhausted.
"Xiaohui, did we... last night?"
"It’s fine, Mr. Wu, you can rest assured, I absolutely will not speak of it to others. Are you hungry? I’ll have the front desk send up breakfast."
Mr. Wu looked at He Qianhui, trying hard to remember the events of the previous night, but sadly he had drunk too much and couldn’t recall a thing.
"What about the contract? I’m a man of my word, and if I promised you, I’m sure to deliver."
He Qianhui smiled brightly, walked over to the sofa, opened her purse, and took out the contract.
"I knew it, Mr. Wu, you wouldn’t let my efforts be in vain. When I return from this trip, our boss is bound to praise me."
Then they saw Mr. Wu take out his own pen and sign his name on the contract.
And with that, He Qianhui’s heart finally settled.
Although the contract was signed, she couldn’t afford to appear too unfeeling,
after all, future cooperation might be at stake, and business is about playing the long game.
"Mr. Wu, let me help you to the bathroom. You drank so much last night and were still so impressive, I can’t imagine how happy your wife must be."
Flattery came easily to He Qianhui, and men fell for it every time.
"Don’t mention that nag in front of me, she’s no fun in bed at all."
"She won’t even do it from behind when I ask. You’ll laugh, but it’s been over a year since I’ve touched her."
"If it wasn’t for the hard work of bearing me three sons, I would have kicked her to the curb long ago. Not like you, with so many moves in bed."
Out of Mr. Wu’s sight, He Qianhui couldn’t help but snicker to herself.
This old man was indeed easy to fool.
She took an early flight home and, upon arriving at the company, placed the contract on the boss’s desk.
The sight of the million-dollar contract made the boss’s smile even brighter than the day’s sun.
"Qianhui, oh Qianhui, you’re really amazing. Go ahead and rest, I’m giving you three days off."
He Qianhui feigned fatigue, "Boss, you said it yourself, then I’m heading back now."
"Don’t worry, I got this. The bonus from this deal will be transferred to your card along with next month’s salary."
He Qianhui went home, thinking about seeing Zhang Hao that night, and decided to head to the market to buy some groceries first.
Nowadays, her job involves frequent trips away from home, rendering the temptations outside meaningless to her.
No matter what, she had only one thing in mind, and that was to live her life well.
She was lucky enough to get a second chance from fate and dared not ask for more.
Zhang Hao finished his participation in the exchange contest with a decent ranking, which expanded the reputation of his hospital.
However, he also received poaching offers from other hospitals.
But Zhang Hao felt that it wasn’t the time to betray his leadership,
so he turned them down.
After delivering his award speech, he hurriedly left the venue.
His thoughts had long since returned home, to that soft, big bed, and the tenderness that solely belonged to him!
