The School Beauty's Super Rogue-Chapter 815 - 812: On My Way

"Since President An is so sincere, we’ll sign this contract. However, this matter is quite important, so I need to take it back and discuss it with my colleagues first. President An can rest assured that your offer far exceeds other companies, so there should be no unexpected issues."

Wang Weiyin stood up, extended his hand, ready to end the conversation with a handshake of successful cooperation.

Now, this contract was equivalent to his life-saving talisman.

Time was tight; he had to take the contract back before his superiors made a decision.

However, An Hongyou didn’t stand up, "Director Wang, let’s not rush. Did you clearly see all the clauses in the contract?"

"Of course."

"What about clause five?"

Wang Weiyin recited it fluently: "All short sprint team members must act as endorsers; your company has the directive authority."

"Hmm."

An Hongyou acknowledged with a nod and suddenly smiled: "That’s very good. However, before signing, I have one small request."

"What request?"

Wang Weiyin asked with a smile.

An Hongyou blinked, "I want to see Qin Hao, now."

"Qin Hao?"

Wang Weiyin was puzzled, but then quickly understood. Qin Hao winning the championship made him a star; the lady in front of him was young and beautiful, and wanting to meet him was understandable.

Sister Hua, however, was suddenly startled.

So that’s it!

So, President An did all this just for Qin Hao!

Is Qin Hao really worth President An spending all this money?

Because of her excitement, Sister Hua was speechless, just staring at An Hongyou.

An Hongyou’s profile was as delicate as a painting, yet carried an absolute aura of dominance.

...

Seeing the call was from Wang Weiyin, Qin Hao initially wanted to decline.

But then he thought, after all, they had worked together, there’s no need to be so heartless, right?

He answered the call.

"Xiaojie, you have to save my life."

On the phone, Wang Weiyin’s voice had lost its usual steadiness, replaced by a flippancy that shocked Qin Hao: "Director Wang, did you take the wrong medicine?"

"Now’s not the time for jokes. Anyway, will you save me or not?"

"Hey, Director Wang, you’re the leader now, so what kind of threatening tone is that from you little rascal?"

Qin Hao retorted, puzzled.

"You have the nerve to say that. If you hadn’t turned your back on us, I wouldn’t be in this situation!"

Wang Weiyin began to complain: "You don’t know, after you left, the cost I’m paying is huge. Now that the bosses know the truth, they’re furious, and they’ve already started meetings on how to deal with me. If nothing unexpected happens, I’m likely to be fired."

"That serious?"

Qin Hao was a bit speechless. Turns out, in the end, he got Wang Director into trouble?

"Not only that, but public opinion is also an issue. Since you won the championship, you’ve become a national hero, and now that you’ve left, how am I supposed to explain to the people?"

"Uh, that’s for your PR skills to figure out."

Feeling it was inappropriate, Qin Hao added: "Director Wang, don’t use emotional appeals or moral blackmail. My original task was just to finish the world competition, nothing more, so no matter how you persuade me, it’s useless. I’ve made up my mind to leave."

"I know that."

Wang Weiyin sighed sadly: "This time I reached out to you, not to ask you back, but to have you meet someone."

"Someone?"

"Here’s the thing, a company wants the sprint team to endorse their product, and they’re offering a high price. If it works out, everyone in the sprint team will profit..."

After listening to Director Wang, Qin Hao realized, "That’s great, everyone can make some money..."

Wang Weiyin interrupted: "It is great. But the company’s representative insists on seeing you before signing; otherwise, they won’t do it!"

"Huh? They want to see me?"

Qin Hao was puzzled but soon wore a proud smile: "Blame it on my excessive beauty. I see, just a fan."

"I think so too. You really are lucky. If I’d had such young and beautiful girls when I was younger, I probably wouldn’t have been able to sleep from happiness."

"Very beautiful?"

Qin Hao was even more curious and felt pumped.

"Of course, it wouldn’t be exaggerating to say she’s a celestial maiden."

"I’ll be there right away; send me the address!"

Qin Hao rushed into the bathroom, washing his face, brushing his teeth, and changing clothes in one go.

Even the picky Director Wang acknowledged her beauty.

How beautiful could she be then?

She must be stunningly beautiful, right!

Putting his phone back into his pocket, Wang Weiyin smiled contentedly.

Young people these days, one more superficial than the other.

Just dangle beauty as bait, and they take it instantly.

After flushing, creating the illusion of just finishing in the restroom, he opened the door and got startled by his wife.

His wife stood at the door, arms akimbo, her face scrutinizing.

"Chunlan, what are you doing? This is the men’s restroom!"

Wang Weiyin was so frightened his face turned pale, and he couldn’t help but shout.

"What am I doing? Did I interrupt your sweet dreams?"

His wife was solidly built, and her voice was strong, ringing as loudly as a soprano.

Frightened, Wang Weiyin rushed over to cover his wife’s mouth: "Keep your voice down; this is the men’s room!"

His wife pushed him away and angrily said: "Am I embarrassing you? Wang Weiyin, you’re a heartless beast!"

Stunned, Wang Weiyin said, full of innocence: "Chunlan, how am I heartless?"

"Ha, still playing dumb."

His wife’s anger didn’t abate: "There’s someone outside waiting for you—go flirt to your heart’s content and be sleepless with joy!"

With a bewildered face, Wang Weiyin said: "Chunlan, I was just joking. You took it seriously? Besides, I was talking about when I was young. I’m just an old man now; what are you thinking!"

But inside, he felt unjustly treated. Was that casual boast overheard by his wife?

Even the KGB spies wouldn’t play this way, right!

"I don’t care. You’re just a faithless two-timer, thinking about sneaking some fun even with a few kids, Wang Weiyin, I must have been blind to marry you!"

As she spoke, tears began to well up in his wife’s eyes.

"Alright, Chunlan, I was wrong. Can you forgive me? I promise not to look at other women again."

Wang Weiyin moved closer and put his arms around his strong-built wife, though it failed to bring any delicate, vulnerable vibes.

"Heartless!"

His wife, teary and wronged, punched him in the chest.

The punch brought a wave of pain to Wang Weiyin’s chest, almost causing him to cough up blood.

But he endured it, wiping away his wife’s tears with a love-struck face: "Okay, Chunlan, let’s go out so people won’t laugh at us, alright?"

"Hmph!"

His wife snorted, allowing Wang Weiyin to lead her out of the restroom.

Outside, several men, fastening their belt buckles, quickly stepped aside, feeling deeply relieved in hindsight.

Some even mentioned it in memoirs later, describing the event like this:

"At the time, I was urinating and felt a murderous aura behind me. I turned and saw a woman as strong as a bull..."