Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

Yang June had never faced such a situation before. In the VIP room of the five-star hotel, Wang Boyce and Asistant Chen and she were seated at the big round table, and two executives from the client company and two assistants were seated opposite.

There weren’t many people, but the atmosphere was really unbearable.

In Yang June’s consciousness over the years, eating should be a happy affair, with everyone gathered around talking, laughing and being uninhibited.

While Wang Boyce talks to the other side about a collaboration, Yang June sits dry in her seat, completely baffled by the significance of Wang Boyce bringing her here.

Having not eaten dinner she was a little hungry by this time, and the delicacy in front of her was so tempting that she quietly reached for a pastry and put it in her mouth.

“June, do you think that’s the right price?” Wang Boyce asked, suddenly turning his head and gazing at her.

Yang June was stunned for a moment, and looked up only to find that the eyes of everyone at the table had fallen on her in unison. She scrambled to swallow the pastry in her mouth and cleared her voice with an uncomfortable dry smile, “What … price?”

“The newly opened office building of The Yang Family on River Central Road, six and a half billion dollars sold to Chengda, do you think this is the right price?” Wang Boyce added with a smile.

He wasn’t angry and had a big smile on his face?

Six and a half billion … A lot of money!

“I think it’s quite appropriate.” She grinned.

As soon as Chengda heard her words, they immediately burst into laughter, “Look, Mrs. Wang is really atmospheric, then how about we deal for six and a half billion, Mr. Wang?”

Wang Boyce shook his head and smiled apologetically, “Sorry, it’s a bit far from our price of six and a half billion.”

“Didn’t Mrs. Wang also think the price was quite right? Mrs. Wang is right?” The boss on the other side turned to Yang June.

Yang June looked at them and Wang Boyce awkwardly, what the hell, why did they ask her such an important question?

“Actually … these things are all decided by my husband, I just came over to rub it in.” Yang June saw their faces disappointed, as she smilingly pulled Wang Boyce’s hand, “How about … sixty seven billion for them?”

“Alright then, it’s six hundred and seventy million.” The boss of the other party immediately clapped his hands.

Yang June was stunned again, and this was a slap on the wrist?

Wang Boyce leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Ma’am, this is not a food market, and there is a hundred thousand miles between a billion and a dime.”

“Then what?” Yang June looked innocent.

Wang Boyce sat up straight and told the man from Chengda, “Sixty-seven million then, we’ll talk about the details of the contract some other time.”

“Yes, thank you Mr. Wang, thank you Mrs. Wang.” The person from the other company stood up with a pleased face to toast and thank Wang Boyce.

After dinner and the clients have left.

Asistant Chen peeked at Wang Boyce and hesitated for a long time before asking, “Mr. Wang, didn’t you say before that you wouldn’t sell for less than 6. 8 billion? Why …”

Wang Boyce interrupted her, “If Mrs. Wang thinks it’s appropriate, then it is.”

Yang June was speechless, “Why are you putting the blame on me again, I don’t know anything about this, you’re the one who had to ask me.”

Wang Boyce turned to her, “You’ll encounter this scene more often in the future, and if you treat it with this casual attitude every time, The Yang Family will soon be played out for you. Also, not understanding is no excuse.”

“I … just don’t bring me here next time.”

“Next time I won’t bring you, but you’ll come on your own.”

“Ah …?”

“When talking business you can talk about the world, eat, drink and have fun, but you have to be firm in your stance and have your own bottom line. The Yang Family is a big international group, not the kind of soft persimmon that you can just let people knead, and very often your aura directly determines the success or otherwise of the cooperation.”Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Yang June’s small face fell, almost begging, “Brother, you’d better send me to the logistics department, even if it means washing the toilets I’m willing.”

She’ll do anything as long as she’s not led to such occasions!

“With your qualifications, you may not be able to clean the toilet.” Wang Boyce got up from his chair, “Come on, back to it.”

Asistant Chen let out a ‘pfft’ laugh.

Yang June was speechless once again, what a thing to say this was.

Wang Boyce pushed Yang June to the entrance of the hotel, where the driver had already parked the car, and Wang Boyce carried Yang June into the car, but did not get into the car himself.

Seeing that the driver was about to start the car, Yang June hurriedly said, “Brother, don’t you want to go back together?”

“I still have things to do.”

“What else do you want at this late hour?” Yang June asked.

Wang Boyce, however, suddenly blushed and looked at her askance, “Yang June, are you trying to discipline me?”

Yang June was dumbfounded by his gag.

She was about to close the window and leave, but out of the corner of her eye she suddenly caught a familiar figure, He Ren.

He Ren was standing just to the right of the hotel entrance, and it was surprising that she hadn’t noticed just now, seeing as she was obviously waiting for Wang Boyce.

Yang June bit her lip and raised her voice to the driver in the front seat, “Doctor Song, take me to An’s house, it’s been a while since I visited Greta and An Chen.”

“Yes, Miss.” Doctor Song started the car.

“Wait a minute.” Wang Boyce called out to Doctor Song, then turned to Yang June, “What do you mean? Are you deliberately working against me?”

“Wang Boyce, is this your way of disciplining me?” Yang June raised an eyebrow at him, imitating his tone of voice.

Wang Boyce gritted his teeth and turned to Doctor Song and ordered in a deep voice, “Doctor Song, send her home or don’t come to work tomorrow.”

Doctor Song looked at her with a difficult face, and then at Yang June.

Who should he listen to?

Eventually, he responded, “Yes, Mr. Wang.”

In the current situation, Mr. Wang has more authority than Ms. Yang, and he decides to obey Mr. Wang.

The car drove slowly out of the hotel entrance and headed in the direction of the main road.

Yang June, who was sitting in the back seat, was furious and screamed at Wang Boyce outside the car, “Wang Boyce! You’re too much! Don’t come back tonight if you have the guts …”

The car drove off quickly.

He Ren swept a glance at the distant car and stepped towards Wang Boyce saying, “She’s starting to have a temper now too.”

But isn’t it, Wang Boyce smiled lightly and said to her, “Come on, the movie’s about to start.”

What Yang June didn’t expect was for Wang Boyce to actually stay out all night.

When I woke up the next morning, I looked at the cold pillow and my heart was instantly assaulted by a flash of loss.

Did he spend last night with He Lien? Did he stay at He Ren’s house? Eighty percent.

“Miss, it’s time to get up and go to work.” Aimee walked in to help her get up.

“I’m not going.” Yang June turned her face away.

“Miss, stop it.” Aimee swept the doorway and lowered her voice, “The company is yours after all, you should be the one to hold on to it, it’s rare that the young master is willing to let you go to the company, how can you pass up such a great opportunity.”

“Aimee, you don’t know how hard it feels for me to sit in my office.”

“I know, it’s hard to go any harder.” Aimee soothed good-naturedly.

Yang June sighed helplessly, even if she didn’t go now, Wang Boyce would kill home later and grab her to the office like yesterday, right?

Forget it. Aimee’s right. She owns the company. She deserves to contribute.

Wang Boyce was not in the office when Yang June arrived.

She pointed to the door panel of the president’s office and asked Asistant Chen, “Where did this son of a bitch go?”

Asistant Chen laughed with a ‘pfft’, son of a bitch? I’m afraid this woman was the only one in the company who dared to call Mr. Wang that.

She stopped laughing and warned kindly, “Assistant Yang, if Mr. Wang hears you call him that, he’ll be furious.”

“Pissed off deserves it.” Yang June grunted and muttered in a small voice, “So still not coming to work, you’re not drunk and passed out in a tender place, are you?”

Asistant Chen couldn’t hear what she was muttering and smiled, “Mr. Wang went straight to the client’s office this morning.”

When faced with a pile of completely unintelligible documents, Yang June simply pushed all the documents to the side and took a pencil to scribble on A4 paper.

When Wang Boyce returns to the office after meeting with a client, he sees Yang June sitting at her desk sketching a young male celebrity.

“Assistant Young, are you quite available?” Wang Boyce asked in a hushed voice.

Yang June was taken aback by him and looked up, at him, “Didn’t you just arrive at the office too.”

“I run the business.”

“What’s the business? Is it a relationship with He Loves?”

“Yang June, this is a company, not a place to spill your guts with flying jealousy.” Wang Boyce pushed the folder on his desk in front of her, “Don’t you dare go home until you finish this work today.”

Yang June’s mouth dropped open momentarily.

So much paperwork for her to handle in one day? Isn’t that a joke?

But Wang Boyce doesn’t say a word more to her and turns around and walks into his office.