Fated Love With the Billionaire-Chapter 119 Complaining

Redistribution meant taking away someone else’s piece of cake, and those who lost out would surely vent their anger on Cheng Qiaobei. The father and son were being used against each other. Chen Ningxi felt sorry for Cheng Qiaobei and thought it was unfair to him; today was bound to be anything but peaceful at the company. Worried, Chen Ningxi said, "No matter how things are allocated, it’s the management’s decision and has nothing to do with you. As for others, they can think whatever they want, and if they have any complaints, they can take it up with the higher-ups. Don’t let yourself be wronged. This marriage will go ahead with just the two of us, no matter who else is involved."

"Feeling sorry for me?" Cheng Qiaobei lowered his shoulder and tenderly kissed her.

Chen Ningxi looked up at him. "Of course, you’re my husband, how can I not care for you? One more thing, no matter who annoys you today, you don’t have to be polite. Whoever it is, just go back at them. Everyone’s new at being human, who doesn’t have a temper?"

Cheng Qiaobei raised an eyebrow, looking at her with interest, "Didn’t notice before, your temper is quite fiery."

"Treat people as they deserve. I’m not unreasonable. If someone is good to you, naturally, you respect them. But if someone tries to push you around with their seniority or brings up other issues to pressure you, don’t bother being nice to them."

"Looks like someone’s got my back." Cheng Qiaobei hugged her, "Don’t worry, when it comes to fighting in the company, I haven’t lost to anyone yet."

Chen Ningxi knew the inside story of Cheng Qiaobei being sent overseas to inspect the hotels. Cheng Xiangheng was using threats and inducements to make sure Cheng Qiaobei worked for him with all his might. Such a father-son relationship was cold and disappointing, and Chen Ningxi didn’t want to be a burden to him.

"Ning Xi, are you all packed? Don’t be late for work." Ye Yujun was helping keep an eye on things.

Chen Ningxi replied, "I’ll make it. Besides, who’s still watching if I’m late? I’m a manager now."

"So what if you’re a manager? Just because you’re in charge, you need to set an example. If even you’re late, how can you manage the people under you? Who would respect you?" As someone who had retired from a government job, she was very authoritative.

"Got it, Mom, it’s too early for a lesson in moral education. I’m keeping track, there’s time." Chen Ningxi dashed back to her room.

The door opened from the outside. Cheng Qiaobei got up at the sound and called to the person entering, "Dad, you’re back, did you have breakfast?"

"I did." Chen Weichuan put down his coat and walked inside.

Chen Ningxi noticed his pants were stained with mud, "Change your clothes, take a shower, and rest for a while."

"I can’t rest. I came back just to change. I still have to go report in the city." With a tired face, Chen Weichuan headed to the bathroom.

Ye Yujun quickly took his clothes from the closet and put them in the bathroom. When Chen Weichuan came out after bathing, he had already changed into a white shirt and crisp trousers. Ye Yujun handed him his jacket, which he put on by slipping his arms through the sleeves.

Standing in front of the mirror, he straightened his collar and pinned a party badge on his chest. "I’m off."

Ye Yujun gave him his phone. "Will you come back for dinner tonight?"

"I’ll come back." Chen Weichuan looked at Chen Ningxi, "You two should have dinner here tonight as well."

Before Chen Ningxi could reply, Cheng Qiaobei said, "Okay, Dad."

Chen Weichuan said, "Let’s have a drink tonight, just us guys."

Cheng Qiaobei agreed, "Sure."

Chen Weichuan nodded with a smile.

In such a daily and comfortable family atmosphere, Cheng Qiaobei relished the moment.

In the elevator, Chen Ningxi said, "My dad can drink."

"How much can he drink?"

"About two jin of baijiu."

Cheng Qiaobei: "..."

"Pfft..." Chen Ningxi laughed. Cheng Qiaobei knew she was teasing him and asked, "Seriously, how much can he drink? So I can be ready."

"Recently, my dad’s health report showed some blood pressure and heart issues, so my mom doesn’t let him drink. You guys can manage a bottle of beer each, and that’s only because my mom is letting him drink for your sake."

The elevator reached the first floor, and they walked out.

Cheng Qiaobei said, "If there’s nothing this afternoon, I’ll come back early."

Chen Ningxi unlocked the car, "Are you going to show off?"

Cheng Qiaobei raised an eyebrow, "Such a good chance to perform well, how could I not seize it? How else would Dad support me in the future?"

Chen Ningxi leaned against the car door, "Just married, and you’re already trying to win over my parents. What are you up to?"

Cheng Qiaobei walked toward the car across the way, "Planning ahead. In case you ever bully me, I need someplace where I can make my case."

"You’re going to my home to snitch? Very bold."

"As long as I’m on good terms with your parents, who’s being bold is still uncertain."

Cheng Qiaobei grinned, opening the car door with a smile as he got in.

It was the first time Chen Ningxi heard of a husband going to his wife’s family to complain. She believed both of them were emotionally stable and reasonable people and wouldn’t cause bizarre incidents needing parental intervention. But, unexpectedly, one day, Cheng Qiaobei actually did complain.

Chen Ningxi got busy with her work as soon as she reached her workplace. Cheng Qiaobei, as soon as he stepped into the company, had the security at the first floor reporting his arrival.

In the elevator, tall and strong, Cheng Qiaobei’s deep, ink-like eyes exuded a formidable intimidation.

Stepping out of the elevator, he headed straight for Cheng Xiangheng’s office. On the way past the office island, Zheng Rongxi exited her office. Inevitably, the pair would meet in the narrow corridor. The employees in the cubicles saw them appear simultaneously and lowered their heads to continue working.

When it came to proper etiquette, Cheng Qiaobei always did things meticulously. Upon seeing Zheng Rongxi, he nodded and greeted, "Good morning, Chairman Zheng."

Zheng Rongxi glanced at him with disdain and showed no pleasantries.

As they reached Cheng Xiangheng’s office, Cheng Qiaobei knocked, and Cheng Xiangheng’s voice came from inside. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"Come in."

Cheng Qiaobei opened the door, letting Zheng Rongxi in first.

She went in and sat on the sofa facing the glass window, clearly not eager to see Cheng Qiaobei’s face.

Cheng Qiaobei went to the desk. "Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Xiangheng glanced unhappily at the person on the sofa, frowning, "Will you say it, or should I?"

Zheng Rongxi turned her head away, silent for a moment, knowing Cheng Xiangheng was waiting for her to swallow her pride and yield to Cheng Qiaobei, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

Cheng Xiangheng’s tone turned colder, "If you won’t say it, I will."

"..." Saying it himself would only make him appear weaker.

"Ahem..." Zheng Rongxi cleared her throat, drawing their attention. "CEO Cheng, during your last overseas inspection, you found quite a few problems. I’ve been quite busy lately and couldn’t manage the overseas hotels. After discussing it with Mr. Cheng, we decided that the three hotels in my charge will be temporarily managed by you. Once I’m not so busy, we’ll let Siluo take over."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Xiangheng looked at Zheng Rongxi, his face turning cold. Clearly, the last part hadn’t been pre-discussed, and she calmly shifted her gaze away.

The subtle shift in their expressions didn’t escape Cheng Qiaobei, who was quick to catch on.

Given the situation, he needed Cheng Xiangheng to finalize the matter.

Cheng Qiaobei didn’t agree immediately, but said to Cheng Xiangheng, "I’m not very familiar with the overseas business. The inspection was something Mr. Cheng instructed me to do. Regarding Chairman Zheng’s proposal, I feel inadequate for the task and am afraid of not performing well and letting Chairman Zheng down. So the matter of restructuring the hotels should be decided by Mr. Cheng."