Chapter 117: Trusting Chen Luo Does Not Mean Not Being Angry
“Alright, I’m all ears.”
Chen Luo studied the materials carefully, committing every detail to memory. Including his past life, he had never come into contact with such a business prodigy, let alone face one head-on.
As the legitimate heir of the Ye family, Elena Ye had undoubtedly received the highest level of training and education within her clan.
In terms of experience, she was no less formidable than Wen Wan.
In short, as an opponent, Chen Luo was at a disadvantage in every aspect except for his understanding, which surpassed that of this era.
Yet, facing such a formidable adversary, Chen Luo felt no fear—instead, a surge of excitement welled up inside him.
It’s rare for a small fry to confront a giant whale with such boldness.
Wen Wan noticed this excitement and felt a deep sense of pride.
“My dear, I’m glad you’re not intimidated but eager to take on the challenge. That alone already puts you ahead of many.”
She reached out, gently lifting Chen Luo’s chin and cast him a flirtatious glance.
“Very well, let’s begin.”
Wen Wan stood up, assuming the role of a teacher as she began explaining today’s lesson.
The lesson was clear and straightforward: to help Chen Luo fully understand who Elena Ye truly was.
“Here, take this.”
Wen Wan produced a stack of papers, the first of which was Elena Ye’s resume.
“This contains Elena Ye’s basic information—her family background, age, height, measurements, and so on. Just read through it.”
Tap, tap!
She pointed at the first page, deliberately covering the measurements section.
“Look all you want, but don’t get distracted by her figure, understand?”
Hearing this, Chen Luo smiled wryly. He had momentarily forgotten that his celestial girlfriend was the number one jealous type.
“Heh, no way her figure can compare to my wife’s. Not even close.”
“That’s more like it. Next time you see her, don’t even glance her way, got it? Now, cough, cough, let’s get back on track.”
Wen Wan flipped the resume to reveal the second page, which boldly bore two characters: “Tsundere.”
“Elena Ye’s defining trait is being tsundere—meaning she often says one thing but means another, her words and actions frequently contradict each other.”
“This also manifests in her style of operation and business tactics.”
“So, a tsundere personality, with its contradictory nature, is most likely to adopt what kind of offensive strategy?”
“Surprise attack!”
Chen Luo clasped his hands in front of him, his expression serious as he examined the word “Tsundere.”
“On a personal level, tsundere is just an unusual personality trait.”
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“But in terms of business strategy, its most salient feature is unpredictability—often releasing false information to mislead opponents.”
“I’m sure many of her previous adversaries have fallen victim to this.”
“Exactly, your analysis is spot on.”
Wen Wan stepped behind Chen Luo, placing her hands on his shoulders, her upper body pressing against his back.
Given Chen Luo’s seated height and Wen Wan’s stature, her chest was now resting atop his head.
The astonishing softness and sensation sent a shiver through him. Damn! She hadn’t put it back on!
Could this be the legendary “brain pillow wave”?
“This is your reward for answering correctly. Like it? I learned it from a comic.”
“Wait, is that comic even appropriate?”
“It should be, otherwise want me to show you?”
“No, no, let’s stick to business.”
Chen Luo waved his hands frantically, eager to steer the conversation back on track before the mood spiraled.
“Alright, alright, let’s continue.”
Wen Wan resumed without moving away, maintaining that intimate posture.
“Now that we’ve analyzed her personality, we need to combine that with her weaknesses.”
At the mention of weaknesses, Chen Luo immediately perked up; this could be the key to breaking through.
“Previously, Elena Ye had almost no weaknesses. Even I struggled to find any openings against her. But now, she has one weakness that only you can exploit.”
“What weakness?”
“You.”
“Huh?”
Chen Luo’s face twisted in confusion.
At that moment, Wen Wan suddenly grabbed his ear and, whispering angrily, said:
“What do you mean ‘huh’? Don’t tell me you didn’t know Elena Ye likes you!”
“Before, she even declared war on me in front of you, saying she wanted to steal you away. If you’re not an idiot, it’s obvious.”
“Ow! Ow! Wan’er, my ear’s about to fall off!”
Hearing Chen Luo’s cry of pain, Wen Wan softened and immediately let go, though her words remained sharp.
“Hmph! Now you know what pain feels like.”
“How long have you been at this? How many girls have you attracted?”
“I think you shouldn’t call him Chen Luo anymore. He should be Chen Daji—the moment he steps out, he charms one; the moment he steps out again, he charms another. Do you think I’m dead?”
“No, Wan’er, I really haven’t been chasing after them. It’s just that I’m outstanding, so they’re drawn to me.”
Wen Wan didn’t deny this. Chen Luo wasn’t a flirt; it was his own excellence that attracted those girls.
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But knowing the truth and feeling angry were two different things.
She had great confidence in Chen Luo’s loyalty, but still couldn’t help feeling jealous.
After all, anyone would be upset seeing their man constantly surrounded by fluttering admirers.
“Forget it. I’ll punish you when we get home. For now, let’s focus on Elena Ye.”
“Alright, alright. Please, my lady, teach me. I’ll serve you well once we’re back!”
“Hmph!”
Wen Wan rolled her eyes and finally got back to business.
“Those who excel at surprise attacks fear face-to-face combat the most. This applies to Elena Ye as well.”
“Plus, since she likes and values you, if you confront her directly, you’ll attract all her attention and firepower, buying us crucial time.”
“Got it.”
“So, it’s a direct confrontation combined with the ‘handsome man strategy.’”
Hearing the words “handsome man strategy,” though accurate, Wen Wan couldn’t help but feel a flush of irritation.
“What? You enjoy playing the handsome man to Elena Ye, don’t you?”
With that, Wen Wan leaned forward and buried Chen Luo’s face into her chest.
“Ugh!”
“Still talking! I’ll have someone inform Elena Ye that tomorrow you’ll visit her company as the Vice President of Wanluo Group!”
“If you get too carried away during the meeting, I’ll lock you in the basement forever, got it?”
“Got it! Got it! It’s so big! I can’t breathe!”
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At five in the afternoon, Ye Corporation, Chairman’s Office
Elena Ye frowned as she stared at an unsigned email on her screen.
The message contained only one simple sentence: “Chen Luo appointed Vice President of Wanluo Group today; major moves suspected. Chairman Ye, please be cautious.”
“Who sent this? What’s their intention? Could this be a feint from Wen Wan? Should I verify it?”
Knock knock!
“Come in!”
“Chairman Ye, there’s a meeting request from Wanluo Group scheduled for tomorrow afternoon. Do you accept?”
“Wen Wan wants to see me? What could she be up to?”
“No, the meeting is with the group’s new Vice President, Chen Luo.”
“Hmm???”