The moment the words left her mouth, an absurd and unbelievable idea suddenly popped into Xiao Churan's mind:
Could the "Young Master Ye" that Wang Dongxue mentioned possibly be… her own husband Ye Chen?
But then, she quickly dismissed the thought. That was too fantastical.
How could that be!
Ye Chen was just an orphan who grew up in a welfare home!
But then again, who else in this world would treat her so kindly?
Even three million seemed like an impossible dream, yet this person had given six million without a second thought...
Unable to resist, Xiao Churan asked, "Vice Chair Wang, may I ask—your chairman—is his name Ye Chen?"
Wang Dongxue's heart skipped a beat. The young master had strictly forbidden her from revealing his identity. She could only refer to him as Young Master Ye. If Xiao Churan guessed it now, wouldn't she be in serious trouble?
So, she quickly replied, "Ms. Xiao, I must ask you not to probe further. Our chairman is from a prominent family in Yanjing, and his identity is strictly confidential. I am not authorized to reveal it."
Xiao Churan nodded slightly. The phrase "from a prominent Yanjing family" brought her back to reality.
Ye Chen was an orphan. There was no way he could be a descendant of a noble Yanjing family. Clearly, she had overthought it.
...
When Xiao Churan left Wang Dongxue's office, her entire mind was still in a daze.
In her hands was the signed cooperation agreement—six million yuan between Xiao Group and the Dihao Group.
It all felt like a dream.
At the entrance of Dihao Group, she spotted Ye Chen and rushed over excitedly. "Ye Chen! I really made the deal!"
Ye Chen chuckled inwardly. I'm the boss of Dihao Group. How could you not succeed?
But he kept a surprised look on his face and said with admiration, "This project was so difficult and you pulled it off? Wife, you're incredible!"
Xiao Churan sighed, "Oh, this wasn't about my abilities. It was almost like Dihao Group just handed it over to me."
"Oh?" Ye Chen asked knowingly, "Why do you say that?"
Not wanting to make Ye Chen jealous by mentioning the mysterious chairman, Xiao Churan brushed it off. "It's a long story. Let's head to the office and share the good news!"
Ye Chen laughed, "Alright! Now that you've succeeded, that bastard Xiao Hailong will have to honor the bet and kneel before me!"
Xiao Churan nodded. "That guy is always arrogant and looks down on others. Time to teach him a lesson."
She wasn't someone without pride. Xiao Hailong and the others had treated her and Ye Chen with such disdain. Now that she had sealed the deal, it was time for them to eat their words.
Ten minutes later, they arrived at Xiao Group.
In the meeting room, everyone wore odd expressions.
Everyone knew Xiao Churan had gone to Dihao Group early that morning, but no one believed she could pull it off. They were all waiting for her to come back embarrassed.
And yet, she returned so soon.
As Xiao Churan and Ye Chen stepped in, mocking eyes turned toward them.
Xiao Hailong sneered, "Wow, Churan, back so soon? You didn't even make it past the front desk at Dihao Group, did you? Hahaha!"
His sister, Xiao Weiwei, jeered, "Not even an hour and you're already back? That's gotta be a record failure!"
Even the old matriarch, Grandma Xiao, looked displeased. She knew how tough it was to negotiate with Dihao Group. Even if Xiao Churan failed, she should've shown some effort. Coming back so quickly was disgraceful.
She scolded coldly, "Xiao Churan, you've truly disappointed me."
Ye Chen's brows furrowed tightly.
These people are disgusting. They didn't even ask about the outcome. All they know is how to ridicule and insult. Especially that turtle Xiao Hailong—laugh now while you still can. You'll be kneeling to me soon enough.
Churan, still excited moments ago, was now doused with cold water by their sarcasm. Angrily, she declared, "Sorry to disappoint you all, but I successfully secured the cooperation from Dihao Group!"
"What?! You succeeded?!"
"No way! How could you possibly succeed? You probably didn't even see Wang Dongxue!"
Everyone was stunned.
"You expect us to believe that?" someone scoffed.
Xiao Hailong slammed the table. "Wang Dongxue is a top executive! Why would she meet you? Know your place!"
Faced with all their doubt and attacks, Xiao Churan calmly pulled out the contract and handed it to Grandma Xiao. "Here's the official project contract from Dihao Group. Please review it."
The entire room exploded like a bomb had gone off.
Still refusing to believe it, Xiao Hailong shouted, "That has to be fake! There's no way she could land a Dihao Group contract!"
Xiao Weiwei echoed, "Exactly! Why would Dihao Group work with her? This is a three-million project! If she could do it, I would've done it first!"
Xiao Churan sneered, "Sorry, little cousin. You're mistaken. This contract isn't for three million. It's for six million!"
"Get out of here!" Weiwei laughed scornfully. "Six million? You think we're fools? If you got six million, I'll say I landed a hundred million myself!"
Xiao Hailong growled, "Xiao Churan, are you trying to humiliate us and make fools of the whole family?!"
He turned to the old matriarch, "Grandma! This is treachery! You can't let her get away with this!"
Grandma Xiao gritted her teeth. Even three million had seemed like a long shot. Now Churan dared to say she got six million after just thirty minutes?
Was she taking the entire family for idiots?
As family head, how could she maintain authority if this went unpunished?
Furious, she slammed the table and shouted, "Xiao Churan! Go to HR and hand in your resignation right now!"
Xiao Churan was stunned. Are these people insane? Would it kill them to just open the contract and look at it?
Just then, someone exclaimed from their phone, "Holy crap! Dihao Group's official WeChat just posted it—six million contract with Xiao Group! It's real!"