Chapter 19：You Will Like Me

A few minutes later, Ling Chen pushed open the door that had a sign saying, 'Chairman's Office' and appeared in front of her.

Although they had only met twice, this was the first time that Ling Chen was able to appreciate her in her own beauty without anyone else watching.

Being able to lay his eyes on such a flower was always a joyous event.

On the other hand, Nanrong Wanqing's expression was incredibly glacial, as though she had not noticed the lustful look in Ling Chen's eyes.

"Uncle Liu gave you a call?"

"Yep."

Just now, when she received Liu Kun's call, he was over the moon with joy. With his special status, who would dare to force him to do anything in the company now? He reckoned that the lass Su Lin must be weeping right now.

"I don't understand what Grandpa sees in you, I have no interest in knowing as well. I only want to tell you one thing. I dislike you and what I detest even more is your continued existence in my company. Even if you are someone my grandfather recommends. Do you understand me?"

Ling Chen grinned. "Chairwoman, the reason why you dislike me is that you don't understand me. As long as we deepen our mutual understanding, I'm sure you will like me."

Anyone with common sense could tell that the 'like' they were talking about was completely different.

Ling Chen was thankful for the fact that he was a literate Chinese citizen and able to exploit the loophole in the meaning of the word.

The intelligent and perceptive Nanrong Wanqing did not miss the fact that Ling Chen was taking advantage of her. However, her heart was still as water, not revealing any trace of agitation.

In her eyes, someone like Ling Chen was simply unqualified to make her feel any agitation.

"I'm starting to understand why Su Lin detests you so much. In this building, there has never been a person who's dared to speak to me like that."

Ling Chen shrugged. He had been invited here; he wasn't someone who had wilfully come here seeking employment. There was no need for him to pay such formal respect to her, and it was not in his nature to do so anyway.

Noticing the nonchalant expression on his face, Nanrong Wanqing did not have the intention to continue wasting her time with him and directly handed a piece of paper.

"Go to the Finance Department to get three months' worth of pay. Take it as compensation for quitting on your own volition. From tomorrow onwards, you don't have work here anymore."

Ling Chen stared at the document but did not make any movement to take it from her.

Seeing that he was motionless, irritation flashed through Nanrong Wanqing's eyes.

"Are you thinking that it's too little?"

"Not at all."

Three months' worth of salary was almost forty thousand dollars, which was no small sum to Ling Chen. However, he had an unwavering principle that he always abided by, he would not accept money that did not come to him by his own efforts.

"So what exactly would make you to quit voluntarily?"

"I don't have the intention to quit temporarily. Chairwoman, no matter whether you like me or not, my job is only to ensure your safety. As long as there are no threats to you, I promise that I will stay out of your sight. After some time, you'll naturally forget that I even exist."

Nanrong Wanqing expressionlessly intoned, "In this company, there's no one that dares to reject me. Since you have chosen to stay, then watch your back. Now you can disappear from my sight."

As Ling Chen left the office, he was feeling a little helpless. If it were not for Tang Shiyun's college fees, he would not have chosen to stay either. This was only his first day, yet the Chairwoman had already issued him an ultimatum. One could only imagine how hard his life in the future would be.

After playing on his phone for an entire afternoon in the office the clock struck five o'clock, it was the time when Ling Chen's job officially started.

In the gym, the squad members were lined up neatly according to Zhong Wei's arrangements.

"Other than Ling Chen, everyone's jobs remain the same. Ling Chen, you are in charge of one car and will follow behind the squad. If anything comes up, I'll inform you. Alright everyone, do your final gear check and get ready to move out."

Ling Chen's equipment set up was straightforward. He had a bulletproof vest and a walkie-talkie, that was it. He observed the other members and saw that the waists of Zhong Wei and Liang Zhaohui were bulging out, a clear indication that they were carrying firearms.

For a large corporation like Hongyu Multinational, the government issuing them two or three individual licenses for carrying guns was nothing unusual.

At the underground parking lot, Ling Chen saw the vehicle that he would be riding. A Volkswagen Santana with its paint coming off, it was even a model from ten years ago. It was as antique as it could get.

Luckily, he already prepared himself mentally. Since Nanrong Wanqing clearly disliked him, she would definitely think of ways to torment him.

When he got in the car, a musty smell assaulted his nose. Who knew when the last time someone actually drove the car was.

As he started the engine, the exhaust pipes immediately released a copious amount of noxious fumes and the entire car trembled violently, even making a squeaking sound.

Ling Chen was indifferent to the bad condition of the car however. After all, to him, having a car was better than not having one.

A short while later, under the dual protection of both Zhong Wei and Liang Zhaohui, Nanrong Wanqing walked out of the elevator. The other squad members formed two lines in front of the elevator to greet her, leaving Ling Chen alone sitting in the musty, old car.

He did not forget what he said. As long as there was no danger to her safety, he would not appear in front of her.

As the convoy moved out of the parking lot, a Land Rover took the lead, with the Rolls-Royce that Nanrong Wanqing was situated in the middle, and another Land Rover bringing up the rear; the standard guard formation. As for Ling Chen, he followed from far behind.

It was not that he didn't want to drive fast, but that the antique car simply had too little horsepower. Every time he pressed down on the gas pedal, black smoke would burst out of the exhaust pipe, and the vibration of the car's frame would become increasingly violent, as if it would fall apart at any time.

Looking at the Land Rover in front, Ling Chen couldn't help scratching his head, before throwing all caution to the wind and flooring the accelerator.

Squeak!

Suddenly, the antique car lurched to a sudden halt, almost smashing Ling Chen's head against the dashboard.

The car had malfunctioned judging from the never-ending amount of white smoke profusely escaping from beneath the hood.

"Ling Chen, what's your current position?"

The walkie-talkie transmitted Zhong Wei's voice over.

"Captain Zhong, the car has broken down. Come and send someone to fetch me."

"Think of something on your own. We're almost reaching the site. There's no need for you to follow. Tomorrow morning, assemble at Regal Villa No 118 before seven o'clock."

After turning off his walkie-talkie, Ling Chen directly gave a call to Nanrong Hao.

Not even twenty minutes later, Nanrong Hao arrived at his location with his Audi A8.

"Bro Chen, what happened this time?"

"Send me back first. Call someone to fix this car too."

Ling Chen was not polite and ordered Nanrong Hao.

Nanrong Hao looked at the antique Volkswagen and revealed a smile that seemed like he was relishing Ling Chen's misfortune.

"Bro Chen, this is the car that my sister specially arranged for you?"

"You know about it?"

"I heard Grandpa talking about it. How is it, it's not easy serving my sister right? Bro Chen, you must be careful, whoever my sister disliked will definitely not have a good end."

"Fuck you. No matter how formidable your sister is, she's only a woman at the end of the day. I'm not scared of her."

Ling Chen then gestured towards the antique car.

"Don't think of it as me taking advantage of you. This car was originally the property of your Nanrong Family. As the young master of the Nanrong Family, you have the responsibility to fix the car."

"No problem. I know a few friends that work as mechanics, I guarantee I'll fix the car before you even know it."

Back at the old city district, Ling Chen brought Nanrong Hao to the same empty, abandoned lot they were at yesterday.

"Demonstrate the fist routine that I showed you yesterday."

Nanrong Hao sheepishly ruffled his hair. "I only remembered half of it."

Shooting Nanrong Hao a glance, Ling Chen replied, "No worries, just demonstrate whatever you remember. Hurry up."