My Perfect Female CEO-Chapter 856: Petty Man

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

These two days were quite calm, though this calm was only true for the Chu Group and its people.

Others in the hotel were not as calm, and the topic that was most discussed was naturally all the gossip surrounding the Chu Group, especially the battle between Ye Fan and the Little Gambling God, which was almost everyone’s conversation starter. Of course, there were waves surging beneath the surface, such as Tang Jian’an and nine other big shots showing renewed hostility towards the Chu Group, and also the ambush arranged by Guan Feitian.

In the evening, the charity gala would commence.

At noon on this day, the official in charge of charity, Director Wu Tingyun, visited the top ten wealthy individuals one by one.

Wu Tingyun’s duty was to organize charity auctions, collecting donated precious items from the top ten wealthy individuals, and then putting them up for a collective bidding. Through such auctions, Wu Tingyun gathered funds for charitable causes, and the wealthy gained fame—it was a win-win situation.

Spending money to earn a good reputation was something that the wealthy were keen on, for business people, reputation is often equated to wealth.

Of course, the items for auction were prestigious exchanges between individuals, with mutual respect and courtesy.

Wu Tingyun was only responsible for the major wealthy individuals; other guests in the hotel could also contribute their share to charity if they wished, and there were special personnel in charge of entertaining them.

At this moment, Wu Tingyun was in conversation with Tang Jian’an.

"Mr. Tang, every session of the charity gala relies on the generosity of the Tang Family to gather sufficient funds for projects like education and healthcare. This one is no exception, and I hope Mr. Tang won’t be stingy with his wallet," Wu Tingyun said politely.

Mr. Tang was the respectful title for Tang Jian’an, being at the top of the wealth list, only used by some people in the elite circle.

"Director Wu, with my significant contribution, your work will be easier, and if you help advertise my reputation, it’ll grow further, which is quite an asset. We’re both getting what we need, so we should understand and support each other," Tang Jian’an said with a chuckle.

"Mr. Tang sees things clearly, and I thank you in advance," Wu Tingyun replied with respectful and humble deference.

"You’re too kind, Director Wu," Tang Jian’an said perfunctorily, then earnestly added, "There is one small matter at this charity gala where I need your assistance."

"Feel free to mention it, Mr. Tang. I will do my utmost," Wu Tingyun responded eagerly.

"Well, during the charity gala, many reporters will be present. My intention is to suppress the Chu Group’s reputation and give them a hard time," Tang Jian’an nonchalantly stated.

"Consider it done. Such trivial matters are at Mr. Tang’s disposal," Wu Tingyun said without hesitation.

"Thank you very much, and afterward, I’ll prepare a gift for you, so please accept it, Director Wu," Tang Jian’an remarked with ease.

"The Chu Group is new and doesn’t understand the rules; they should be pressured," Wu Tingyun seriously said, his mind fixated on the gift mentioned by Tang Jian’an, naturally filled with joy as he knew it would be a considerable fortune.

Wu Tingyun was quite clear about the dispute between the Chu Group and figures like Tang Jian’an, and for him, pleasing Tang Jian’an was the best choice; suppressing the Chu Group was a decision made without hesitation.

At past economic forums and charity galas, he was always in contact with big shots like Tang Jian’an. Although the Northwest Li Family had become the Chu Family, he had never dealt with the Chu Family, so naturally, he knew which side was the wiser choice.

Even without the gift from Tang Jian’an, he was someone who understood the current situation.

There were numerous interest entanglements between them, and because of their different positions, interests became leverage—binding them together. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

After bidding farewell to Tang Jian’an, Wu Tingyun went on to visit other big shots.

Outside the Chu Group’s door, Wu Tingyun knocked.

Qiu Wen opened the door and ushered Wu Tingyun inside.

In the lobby, Wu Tingyun took a couple of steps forward to shake hands with Mengyao, smiling widely, "President Chu, it’s an honor! This is your first time attending such a charity gala; I heard you are also a professional philanthropist with your own charity organization. I hope President Chu will contribute greatly to this charity gala..."

Wu Tingyun was speaking eloquently, reaching out to shake Mengyao’s hand, but then, his words came to an abrupt stop, as anger surged on his face, because Mengyao didn’t even make a gesture to shake hands with him; instead, she deliberately kept a distance.

His expression suddenly turned extremely unpleasant, uglier than having swallowed a bowl of flies.

"So, you’re Director Wu? Just state your business, we’re not that familiar with you, and we have no time for pleasantries," Mengyao said icily.

Shen Yaqing, with her hacking skills, had infiltrated the hotel’s internal network and was well aware of the key information, including Wu Tingyun and Tang Jian’an’s conspiracy.

Hence, Mengyao naturally held contempt for this two-faced Director Wu.

If it weren’t for his official status, they wouldn’t even give him a meeting.

Wu Tingyun was presumptuous; in front of other wealthy individuals like Tang Jian’an, he wouldn’t dare to be arrogant enough to shake hands. As a mere director, if Tang Jian’an and others didn’t acknowledge him, he would be insignificant—that much self-awareness he had. Were it not for his position helping to boost the reputation of Tang Jian’an and others, he wouldn’t even get a chance to meet these big shots.

He smugly thought the Chu Group was surrounded, and he considered himself an important figure, displaying sufficient enthusiasm, thinking the Chu Group wouldn’t help but try to curry favor with him. However, reality was unexpected, his originally fragile and humble dignity was shattered to pieces, deepening his resentment towards the Chu Group.

"President Chu is quite hospitable," Wu Tingyun said with a forced smile.

He could only suppress his emotions and exhibit humility.

He knew well that the people in front of him were formidable characters; Guan Feitian had lost an arm, Tang Jian’an and nine big shots were defeated—he dared not be careless.

At that moment, he felt a bit of regret; he shouldn’t have been so presumptuous—now he was paying the price.

Mengyao and Qiu Wen appeared impatient, and Qiu Wen urged, "State your business?"

Wu Tingyun succinctly explained his background according to the process and rules.

Then, he awkwardly took his leave.

Outside the door, Wu Tingyun muttered venomously, "Damn, how dare you show me attitude! Don’t you know I’m in charge of this charity gala? Since you didn’t show me face, don’t blame me for being ruthless."

With that, he spat and walked away.

What Wu Tingyun didn’t know was that his reckless words would soon bring disaster upon him.