Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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Geng Feiyan hadn't had much interaction with him before, but in this short dinner, she discovered that the other party was incredibly assertive.

By highlighting her powerful background right from the start, she exudes an air of confidence and the confidence to become the head of the machinery factory.

They're all starting to lecture themselves, do they really think they're completely defenseless?

He Yuzhu chuckled twice, then said, "You should find someone else to handle the research and development. I'm feeling unwell lately and need to get a checkup. I won't be coming to work anymore."

"What did you say?"

“I told them I wouldn’t come to work anymore.”

"He Yuzhu, what do you mean by this? Do you think you can't function just because the machinery factory is smaller?"

"Don't even mention that he can't do without me."

"You..." Geng Feiyan was furious. She had thought He Yuzhu had surrendered, but did he have some other tricks up his sleeve?

Otherwise, why would they be so uncooperative with their work?

He Yuzhu's men were everywhere in the machinery factory, which was what had previously annoyed him.

After all, He Yuzhu built the factory from scratch, and everyone's hearts were with He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu's cooperation is needed for a smooth and safe takeover of the machinery factory.

Although He Yuzhu held the power of the leadership team, many of the middle-level managers actually respected him.

After all, He Yuzhu had the skills and had been kind to them. When others couldn't do something, no one would refuse to give him face.

After all, he had only been in office for a short time and had not yet fully taken control of the machinery factory. With Yuzhu's cooperation and without his cooperation, things were completely different.

Geng Feiyan said angrily, "Comrade He Yuzhu, you are also a cadre. You should have basic principles. You can't do things like this..."

"I'm just asking for leave. Is it because I'm a member of the leadership team that I can't even ask for sick leave?"

"you..."

Geng Feiyan then realized that all her previous assumptions were wrong. It turned out that He Yuzhu's proposal for her to become the deputy secretary was not an attempt to surrender, but rather an attempt to quit.

A chill ran down my spine. If this were the case, the machine factory would face too many unstable factors.

Although on the surface it would be best if He Yuzhu left, that's not actually the case. Without his cooperation, things would definitely be a mess.

Thinking of the terrible consequences, Geng Feiyan immediately lost her temper.

Even the tone of his voice softened considerably.

"Comrade He Yuzhu, you can raise any requests you have, and we can discuss anything."

He Yuzhu certainly didn't want to talk to her; their positions were different, so there was no basis for negotiation.

He already had a plan in mind, and the bowstring was ready to be released.

Once the arrow is released, there's no turning back.

The separation of the Jeep production workshop to establish a vehicle factory is a done deal, with only the final formalities remaining.

He Yuzhu smiled as he looked at Geng Feiyan and said, "Don't you know my hobbies?"

Then his gaze swept downwards slightly to examine Geng Feiyan's figure.

Sure enough, even though it was winter, the house was heated. After entering the house, Geng Feiyan took off her woolen coat and put it on the chair next to her.

Grolor's shapely figure was accentuated by the tight-fitting, high-necked sweater, and the pair of large breasts hidden in her chest were particularly striking.

Geng Feiyan never imagined that a man would so blatantly take advantage of her verbally right in front of her.

She was arrogant because of her age, and her peers treated her like a princess.

Although she found a husband she didn't like, no one had ever been so vulgar in front of her.

The fact that she wanted to use her body as a bargaining chip infuriated Geng Feiyan.

Seeing He Yuzhu's aggressive gaze, I got goosebumps all over my body.

She shrank back, making her two precious treasures less conspicuous.

He said angrily, "He Yuzhu, you've gone too far."

"It's just a deal. If you agree, we can talk."

"You... I would never agree to this, even if you killed me. Don't even think about it."

Geng Feiyan was so angry she didn't know what to say, as she had never had this kind of experience before.

He Yuzhu said, "I come from the lowest rungs of society. We're in completely different circles from you high-ranking officials' children. Since we can't see eye to eye, let's say goodbye."

To be honest, He Yuzhu got up, picked up his coat, and went outside.

Geng Feiyan gritted her teeth and asked, "He Yuzhu, do you really want to be our enemy?"

Without He Yuzhu's cooperation, taking control of the machinery factory will be extremely difficult.

"It's your choice whether to be my friend or my enemy."

After saying that, He Yuzhu left the private room, leaving Geng Feiyan sitting there blankly.

Whether from the spiciness or anger, his fair and handsome face was flushed, making him look incredibly cute.

He gasped for breath, his lungs expanding and contracting, causing the majestic snow-capped mountains to rise and fall.

Enraged, Geng Feiyan threw her chopsticks on the table, picked up a glass of wine, tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp, then smashed it against the wall.

The waiter outside hesitated for a moment, then decided it was better not to go in.

Geng Feiyan picked up the coat next to her, put it on, and buttoned it up to cover her impressive figure.

When Jiang Hanyang returned home, he heard a noise and came out of the study. Seeing his wife's frosty face, he asked in surprise:

"The negotiations broke down?"

"The talks fell apart. He Yuzhu is a complete bastard. He's infuriating."

Jiang Hanyang frowned immediately: "If we don't have it, his partner machinery factory will be in big trouble!"

"There's nothing we can do about it. Maybe he has some other trump cards up his sleeve."

He Yuzhu's request was something he couldn't possibly reveal; that would be too embarrassing.

He actually wants to use his body as a bargaining chip in a transaction; he's really giving us a lot of face.

"Since that's the case, let's plan ahead and minimize the harm caused by this."

Geng Feiyan nodded, but she wasn't in the mood to discuss the follow-up issues of the machinery factory with her man today.

"Go, go get me some hot water."

"Okay."

Jiang Hanyang happily went to the kitchen and took the kettle to the bathroom.

A moment later, Geng Feiyan finished washing up and went into the bedroom, wanting to vent her frustrations.

Just as he was getting into the mood, Jiang Hanyang suddenly apologized and lay down.

Geng Feiyan frowned: "Why is it like this again today? Not even three minutes have passed."

"Wife, I'm keeping track of the time; it's been five minutes already," Jiang Hanyang said, feeling wronged.

"What good are five minutes? Get out of here, you useless bastard."

Jiang Hanyang sighed. "The husband's authority is failing."

Then she shrank down, and soon her two calves were outside the blanket, while her head was covered in the middle of the blanket.

Some strange noises could be faintly heard coming from inside the quilt.

Geng Feiyan then slowly closed her eyes in satisfaction.

For some reason, He Yuzhu's strong physique suddenly came to mind.

According to previously collected information, He Yuzhu had practiced wrestling, so his body must be very strong.

Unlike Jiang Hanyang, who appears refined and scholarly.

However, he was physically weak and lacked energy for anything.

Jiang Hanyang used his hands and mouth at the same time.

Geng Feiyan quickly became confused.

In the dim light, she imagined the robust He Yuzhu approaching her.

With a rough, rapid, and sweeping motion, he thrust the golden spear forward relentlessly, all the way to the bottom.

Jiang Hanyang's hands were sore and his mouth was numb before he finally finished his task for the day.

Then I have to pour warm water for them.

After getting ready, Jiang Hanyang quickly started snoring.

Geng Feiyan couldn't fall asleep no matter what she did; every time she closed her eyes, all she could see was He Yuzhu's wicked, sly smile.

When I woke up the next morning, I felt like I wanted to crawl into a hole. In the middle of the night, I even dreamed about He Yuzhu.

He quickly grabbed a new pair of underwear, changed into it, ate breakfast, and hurriedly arrived at the machinery factory.

After arriving at the machinery factory, Jiang Hui remembered the time He Yuzhu had said he would take leave yesterday, and quickly called Jiang Hui.