The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 261

Chapter 261: 261

"If there’s demand, conditions can be negotiated," is the first thought that flashes through the minds of businessmen. Negotiation has always been the irrefutable solution to problems.

Sun Jiande smiled. So, it’s just about coming over for money. A widow’s life isn’t that comfortable after all.

"Sounds good, sounds good, Boss Zheng, feel free to state your demands. Everything I have now has been given by Mr. Chen, and rightfully should be returned to him, but now... heh, the same old saying, just state your demands. I will do my utmost to relieve you of your worries and solve your problems."

"That would certainly be best."

Sun Jiande nodded, "Of course, of course."

This woman had been stubborn for twenty years; she met Chen Pingrui during the prime of her life and in that instant, she stowed away all her pride and ran from Shanghai to the North without looking back. Twenty years later, she became tough as nails, combating opponents in business and contending with the other two women in the Chen family, but she always stood by Chen Pingrui’s side, even having had a say in allowing the other two women into the family. It embodied deep helplessness but highlighted this woman’s wisdom and sagacity everywhere.

Ye Tian looked at her sipping tea with bowed head, glancing around, and guessed what she might want.

"I don’t ask for much. This club is quite beautiful; if possible, I’d like to take over Yalan Club. Not for long, just three years. How about that?"

As expected. Ye Tian forced a smile, slight twitching at the corners of his mouth. This woman was by no means simple.

Son of a bitch! Upon hearing this, Sun Jiande internally cursed Zheng Xinru. This was not asking for little; this was basically demanding all he had. If Yalan Club stands among Tianhe City’s top four buildings, it naturally has its reasons. Who would willingly hand it over?

Sun Jiande’s mouth twitched several times, the look in his eyes also became less natural as he rubbed his hands together and spoke in a somewhat subdued tone, "Boss Zheng, aren’t you asking for too much?"

Zheng Xinru looked at him with a smile, "Too much? Sun, if it weren’t for you kicking Pingrui when he was down at the critical moment, at least he wouldn’t be dead and gone now. The Chen family was almost ruined by you; taking back a few houses isn’t too much, is it?"

"Boss Zheng, it’s not about the quantity. If..."

"Three years. That’s all I want."

Zheng Xinru’s pressing gaze left Sun Jiande no room to haggle.

Back when the incident happened, it wasn’t as irretrievable as it later became. The combined loans of the three big banks were an astronomical figure, but not to the point of being unable to repay them. Chen Pingrui was a low-profile person who, while being cunning and fierce at heart, always kept troubles to himself, preferring to repeatedly weigh the pros and cons alone rather than seek aid from anyone. Zheng Xinru may no longer have been his legitimate wife, but the determination and stubbornness that led her to leave everything behind were still intact. She couldn’t bear seeing Chen Pingrui struggle alone, secretly sold off a part of her company’s shares, but this was still not enough to cover the debts. Having no other option, she had to turn to Sun Jiande, who now controlled Tianhe’s largest venture capital firm, with significant liquid and fixed assets. If he’d been willing to help, the situation would have been much better. They could have avoided paying off everything but at least kept the accounts from becoming so dire as to cost lives.

But Sun Jiande refused on the basis of risks.

The two only exchanged a couple of sentences in reality—a request and a denial. Zheng Xinru left without another word. She wasn’t doing it for herself; she was preserving Chen Pingrui’s dignity. No matter what, she was still his woman.

Ye Tian walked over and stood beside Zheng Xinru, erect as a javelin. Seeing him, Sun Jiande wore a disdainful smile, "Ye Tian, right? What, you want to kill me too?"

Every hypocrisy conceals a sin. Sun Jiande’s hypocrisy was completely torn away by Zheng Xinru’s assertiveness, and his arrogance and recklessness also stripped away that false front.

"Zheng Xinru, actually, I feel you’re quite a loss. With your abilities and intellect, you could succeed at anything, so why insist on being tied to Chen Pingrui? You’re paying off his debts, and, in the end, he doesn’t even give a damn..."

"This is all the information about your private use of public funds. If you don’t want this document to make tomorrow’s headlines, then seriously consider my suggestion. I like win-win situations, even though I really, really despise you!"

On the bright coffee table lay a blue folder, thrown by Zheng Xinru. Sun Jiande didn’t even glance at it; of course, he knew if this were disclosed, his fate wouldn’t be much better than Chen Pingrui’s, perhaps even worse.

To survive or to perish, that is the question.

"Ye Tian, from now on, you’re responsible for Yalan Club."

In the backseat of the car, Zheng Xinru rubbed her forehead, seeming to be in a sour mood. Seeing her condition, Ye Tian hesitated, "Sister Zheng, this doesn’t seem right."

Yalan Club was won by Zheng Xinru’s efforts, in essence, seeking justice for Chen Pingrui’s death. A woman is always the most ruthless; without releasing this breath, Zheng Xinru wouldn’t be herself.

"Don’t overthink it. Since it’s given to you for three years, just go for it. After three years, I want a structurally sound and more prosperous club, not one half-dead like it is now. Ye Tian, remember, in the business world, money is very important, but it’s never the most important thing. The most important things are people, connections, relationships. Yalan Club’s membership is rich and noble, all are important figures in their respective fields. You must build good relationships with them, which will greatly benefit you in the future."

Ye Tian nodded, "Thank you, Sister Zheng."

"Don’t thank me; you earned this yourself. If there was someone better than you, I definitely wouldn’t put you in charge of this. Although I don’t know exactly what you want to do, from what I see, you’re still on the rise. Three years should be enough," Zheng Xinru supported her chin with her hand, staring blankly out the window at the scenery flashing by, "do what you want to do, I’ll do everything to help you, don’t worry too much."

Anything Chen Pingrui desired, she would help him obtain; anyone he valued, she would do all in her power to assist.

Bonded for a day, committed for a lifetime.