The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

Leng Ruofei rarely does such things, but Merlin is different. In addition to being her boss, he is also her work partner. For her, occasional intimate actions can bring her a sense of warmth and mutual appreciation between partners.

The Ambassador Hotel is a four-star hotel with magnificent and high-end decoration.

Leng Ruofei followed behind Merlin, respectfully, doing what an assistant should do. She walked in front of the automatic door and stretched out her hand to signal this typical British man to watch his step and wait.

"Elen, that's enough, don't be so polite." Merlin was a little uncomfortable. In his concept, ladies come first and men should take care of women.

"This is China, you have to learn to adapt." Leng Ruofei said softly with a smile. From an outsider's perspective, she was following her boss's instructions.

"Chinese people can be really troublesome sometimes." Merlin spread his hands, somewhat disapprovingly. Deep down, he still had a sense of superiority over the yellow race.

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Don't talk nonsense here. Although Mocheng is a modern city, it is also very xenophobic. Especially some arrogant people in the British Empire." Leng Ruofei's beautiful eyes sparkled, making Merlin a little dazed.

Leng Ruofei walked to the front desk and asked, "Hello, please help me check which floor Mr. Mo Lin's private room is on."

"Okay, ma'am, please wait a moment." The receptionist was a very young girl with fair skin and heavy makeup, but she didn't look vulgar. She was dressed very decently, with a silk scarf tied around her neck with a standard bow, very elegant.

"Hello, ma'am. The private room Mr. Morin has booked is in the Rose Hall on the third floor. A waiter will take you there." The girl smiled and gestured to the waiter not far away. The waiter, a tall girl, hurried over and smiled her signature smile.

Such courtesy immediately won Merlin's favor. He looked at the girl at the front desk with a smile on his face: "Beautiful girl, I want to know if my guests have arrived yet?"

"Not yet, sir." The girl still smiled gently.

Merlin was about to say something when Leng Ruofei interrupted him, "Okay, thank you!" Then she turned to Merlin and held out her hand, "Mr. Mo, this way, the waiter is this way."

Merlin glared at Leng Ruofei, and receiving her warning look, he quickly grinned and followed Leng Ruofei towards the waiter.

The tall waiter took them to the Rose Hall on the third floor. Leng Ruofei realized that the names of flowers were written on the private rooms they passed by, including "Peony", "Water Lily", "Jasmine", and "Tulip". This Ambassador Hotel is really unique. No wonder foreigners like Merlin are willing to come here to discuss business. They use the national flowers of various countries. Merlin is British, so of course he would choose the Rose Hall.

"Have you been here before?" Leng Ruofei looked at Merlin who was sitting contentedly on the chair.

"No, a friend introduced it to me. I just told them I'm British and my guests are Chinese, and that's OK. They even considered the dishes." Merlin used a lot of gestures when he spoke, which was very exaggerated.

The waitress came in and asked Merlin gently if he wanted tea or coffee. Merlin told her that he was an expert on China and liked everything that the Chinese liked.

The waiter looked embarrassed and unsure, looking at Leng Ruofei for help.

Leng Ruofei politely told her that a pot of tea would be fine. The waiter walked out, and Leng Ruofei glared at Merlin: "Didn't you tell me that when inviting people to dinner, Chinese people like to say 'whatever', which is very confusing to you. What you just said is the same as 'whatever'."

Merlin was stunned for a moment, then grinned: "Doesn't this mean that I'm becoming more and more like a Chinese?"

Leng Ruofei looked at his burning eyes and quickly spat, "It may look like him, but it's still a long way from being real."

She knew what Merlin meant. She once said to Merlin that her future husband must be Chinese in order to evade him.

Merlin looked shocked. "Then I became a Chinese citizen, so I am Chinese, right?"

Leng Ruofei sneered: "Look in the mirror. You have British blood flowing in your bones. How can you look Chinese at all?"

"Oh my god!" Merlin said these two words with a British accent, "Elen, you can't ask me to reincarnate, can you?"

"Okay, okay, you! You are the kind of person who feels uncomfortable if you don't chat up a beautiful woman. Stop pretending to be innocent in front of me." Leng Ruofei saw the waiter coming in with a pot of tea, and hurried over to take it. "I'll take care of this. If our invited guests arrive, please notify us in advance."

"Okay, ma'am, please enjoy your meal." The waiter nodded politely, then walked out and closed the door gently.

"Tell me, what project are we going to discuss today?" Leng Ruofei poured Merlin a cup of tea and asked casually.

"Oh, our company's own clothing brand plans to enter Mocheng. The president of this group company was introduced by a friend of mine. He is quite influential in Mocheng." Merlin's eyes started to light up when he talked about work. He changed his previous slick emphasis and acted like a real president.

"The Chinese market is so big, why choose Mocheng?" Leng Ruofei realized that this decision seemed to have something to do with him. Mocheng is not even a first-tier city in China. How could an internationally renowned clothing company like Huity choose such a city?

Merlin raised his eyebrows and said disapprovingly, "Elen, I'm the boss of Huity, I know what I'm doing. I'm a businessman and I won't do anything that's not beneficial to the company. You're from Mocheng, but that's not enough for me to make this decision. We investigated the Mocheng market three years ago, and it wasn't very mature at that time. Now, Mocheng is developing very fast. Although its population is not as large as your municipality, its prospects are immeasurable. I believe in my judgment and I believe in your ability."

"You mean?" Leng Ruofei couldn't help but frown and looked up at Merlin. Could it be that he had already made plans for her future?

"Haha, yes, just as you thought. I came here this time to make a breakthrough from Phaeton. I think it would be best if we could reach a preliminary agreement with the CEO of Phaeton tonight. For the market in Mocheng, I think you should be the marketing director."

Leng Ruofei was stunned. He made the decision on such an important matter by himself?

"The board of directors..."

"Don't worry, I will fight for it. I also believe in your position in the minds of the board members. As an expert on China, I still have a lot of say in the Chinese market."

"But……"

"Why? You don't want to?" Merlin was very clear about Leng Ruofei's abilities. If she was only a simple fashion designer, it would be a waste of her talent. If she wanted, she could achieve the best in this industry.

"Merlin, thank you for your trust in me." Leng Ruofei could only say this. If she refused again, it would be too hypocritical. Mocheng, from the day she entered Yihe City, countless ideas emerged in her mind. A high-end brand like Huity should appear in Mocheng, adding more fashionable personality and cutting-edge clothing concepts to Mocheng.

"Okay, Mr. Mu will be here soon, so we have to work hard! I hope we can have a good start today!" Merlin stretched out a big hand and wanted to high-five Leng Ruofei!

But Leng Ruofei suddenly widened his eyes: "Who are you talking about, Mr. Mu?" A well-known group company in Mocheng, Mr. Mu, can't be...

"Yes, Mr. Mu. Why, you know him? That's great! Let me see his business card." Merlin excitedly took out a business card from his handbag. Although he was an expert on China, it was difficult for him to recognize Chinese characters. He read in broken Chinese, "Mu... Yun... Xiao..."

Leng Ruofei froze there, his head buzzing, and he stood there, his face immediately becoming solemn.

"What's wrong……"

Before Merlin could ask in detail, the waiter pushed the door open and walked in: "Sir and Madam, your guests have arrived."

As soon as he finished speaking, two men walked in one after the other. Merlin saw that Leng Ruofei was still frozen there, with no time to care about him, so he hurried over to greet him.

Leng Ruofei suddenly felt a chill down her spine. She had never expected that the company would be negotiating with someone from the Mu family, especially Mu Yunxiao.

The restlessness in her heart made her want to leave the room immediately, but her reason prevailed.

She heard the two people behind her talking to each other, Merlin's tone was clearly flattering, so she immediately put herself in her proper place. She couldn't ruin Merlin's show today.

So, Leng Ruofei forced out a relatively warm smile, slowly turned around, and the moment he met Mu Yunxiao's gaze, the latter was also stunned.

Merlin had a bad feeling, so he quickly put on a smile and said, "Boss Mu, come, let me introduce you. This is my assistant Elen. She is also from Mocheng."

Leng Ruofei tried to calm his voice and stretched out his right hand: "Mr. Mu, nice to meet you."

Mu Yunxiao stood there in a daze, his face livid. Because Merlin was there, he only reached out his hand and gently touched Leng Ruofei's palm, then retracted it, deliberately ignoring Leng Ruofei's greetings with his words: "Mr. Mo Lin, I'm sorry, the plane is late and kept you waiting for a long time."

Mu Yunxiao and Mu Liangsheng have very similar eyebrows and body shapes, but his spirit is not as good as Mu Liangsheng, even though he is Mu Liangsheng's son.

The unpleasantness at the funeral created a layer of grudge between Leng Ruofei and Mu Yunxiao. Mu Yunxiao's originally kind face turned serious at this moment.

"Sir, would you like to order your food?" the waiter asked quietly, leaning closer to Merlin.

Although he knew a lot about China, he still didn't quite understand the term "walking dishes". This is how hotels and restaurants in Mocheng used to say it.

Leng Ruofei quickly came to the rescue: "Let's go."

"So what kind of wine would you like sir? Red wine, white wine or beer?" The waiter asked after saying "Rose, rose" on the intercom.

Merlin then asked Mu Yunxiao, but the latter refused on the grounds that he had just got off the plane and was not feeling well.

Leng Ruofei could feel that Mu Yunxiao's eyes were always on him.

Suddenly, Mu Yunxiao asked, "Mr. Mo, I remember Miss Elen. She should be a fashion designer, right?"