The President's Prey 110 (End)

Prologue:
It's raining.
A layer of dew has condensed on the glass windows, and all that can be seen outside is a gray haze.
Qiao Qingyun coughed lightly, her cheeks flushed an unusual red. So cold… so cold that she
shivered , tears clinging to her eyelashes… making her appear even more frail.
"Old Wang, drive faster, Miss's fever is getting higher and higher." The nanny, Zhang Sao, touched her forehead and hurriedly
called to the driver.
"Okay, I'll try." But there's this damn traffic jam ahead!
"Don't worry, I can manage." Qiao Qingyun smiled slightly, and with a blink of her eyelashes, a tear suddenly fell.
"Miss!" Zhang Sao felt another pang of inexplicable heartache.
Alas, it's all this rain's fault… no, it should be said that heartless man has turned the once carefree and
healthy Miss into a sighing, melancholic Lin Daiyu.
"Nanny, how long has this rain been falling?" Qiao Qingyun suddenly asked.
"It's been three whole days," Aunt Zhang thought for a moment. "It must be the start of the rainy season!"
"Three days..." Why does it feel like an eternity now?
She still remembers the first day of this rainy season, when she ran to his door to wait for him... The light drizzle
suddenly turned into a torrential downpour, and the narrow eaves couldn't shelter her, leaving her soaked all night.
The rain stopped in the early hours of the next morning, and she squatted there... only to see him walking home with another woman!
How ironic!
He had prevented her from going home, yet she was heartbroken and devastated by him.
If she could live her life again, she would rather have never met him.
If she could have one wish granted, she would choose to forget him forever.
That day, she fell ill, dragging her weak steps to the pharmacy to buy a packet of fever reducers and endured the day... That night, she
developed a fever again, and if her nanny hadn't found her this morning, she might have been gone forever.
But now, fluctuating between hot and cold, her thoughts drifted back to him…
the man —Qi Lei.
Chapter One:
Five slender fingers tapped rhythmically yet eerily on the black cherry wood tabletop.
The owner adjusted his silver-rimmed glasses with his other hand. Suddenly, a cold glint
flashed .
"Alright, put the things down!" After a long pause, Qi Lei uttered only this one sentence.
"Yes…yes, President." Guo Jintian held a men's handkerchief, constantly wiping
the sweat .
"Besides you and me, don't let a third person know about this. If I hear even a whisper of it,
then you—" He narrowed his eyes, deliberately leaving a question mark.
"I absolutely won't say a word, President, don't worry." Guo Jintian nodded repeatedly.
"Hmm, and also, this person is your responsibility. Make sure he shuts up no matter what." Qi Lei curled his lips
into a cold smile.
Qi Lei, the eldest of the four brothers of the "Qi Dynasty," currently heads "Qi Yu Financial Holdings." He
is outwardly refined and dashing, exuding an unapproachable leadership aura. His personality is always calm and reserved, making
it impossible to discern his true intentions.
"I will do my best," he said timidly.
"That's none of your business. You may leave!" Qi Lei shifted his gaze to the files on the desk, no longer paying attention to him.
"Yes," Guo Jintian replied, his horrified eyes lingering on him for a moment before he timidly left.
As soon as he was out of sight, Qi Lei immediately stood up. He closed the office door, then went into the adjacent break
room, changed into a casual outfit, and replaced his silver-rimmed glasses with contact lenses. Once everything was in place, he quickly left the office
unnoticed .
Upon reaching the ground floor, he immediately hopped on a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, donned a full-face helmet, and
sped down the main road at breakneck speed—
half an hour later, he stopped under the arcade of a financial building and entered with a very relaxed air.
"Xiao Qi, all the deliveries done," the building manager greeted him with a smile as soon as he saw him.
"Uncle Ding, don't let my unassuming Harley fool you, it's been with me through every street and alley without fear of traffic jams!"
He leaned against the security counter, smiling dashingly at him.
"You young people are amazing. If it were an old man like me, I definitely couldn't withstand such a bumpy ride," Uncle Ding
chuckled .
"By the way, are there any urgent deliveries?" He had now shed his identity as the president of "Qi Yu Financial Holdings," and
was just a junior employee at a courier company.
"You'll have to ask the mailroom," Uncle Ding nodded his chin inwards.
"Then I'll go in and ask." Qi Lei playfully gave him a Boy Scout gesture and
walked into the bank lobby.
Just as he was about to go up to the second floor, he suddenly saw a woman in a suit rushing down the stairs.
But at the turn, her high heel slipped, and as she tried to grab the railing, the documents she was holding fell to the ground.
"Ah—!" she screamed, her eyes widening as several important papers were about to float into the
indoor .
Seeing them still swaying in mid-air, Qi Lei braced himself on the railing and nimbly
leaped outwards.
Qiao Qingyun watched him catch the two important documents, but she was even more afraid that the man would fall into the pool!
"Be careful!"
But what she expected didn't happen. Qi Lei, having grabbed a
ribbon tied there during the company's anniversary celebration at the end of last year, swung outwards and landed safely.
He gave her a nonchalant smile, followed her up the stairs, and handed her the documents.
"Thank you." Qiao Qingyun hugged them tightly, thinking thankfully she hadn't lost them; these were all important letters of credit
!
"Don't rush downstairs next time. This time it was just a few sheets of paper floating out, but if it were a person, it would
be terrible," he reminded her, then turned to go back upstairs.
"Wait, may I ask who you are?" The man was dressed casually, unlike a bank employee.
"I'm a deliveryman from the courier company that has a contract with your bank. I'm just checking if we have any packages to deliver." He put his hands in
his pockets and gave her a captivating smile.
"Courier company!" Qingyun's eyes lit up. "I need you! Come with me."
With that, she rushed downstairs to the assistant manager's office.
As soon as Assistant Manager Liu saw her, he immediately stood up. "General Manager, you could have just called me
. Why did you come all the way here?"
"It's alright. These two letters of credit need to be delivered to the recipient today. Going back and forth would waste
time . You're missing a stamp here. After you stamp it, please... please..." She turned to Qi Lei, who was following behind her.
"Uh, my surname is Qi." He nodded.
"Then please have Mr. Qi deliver it to this address." She smiled in return.
"Oh, okay, I'm so careless, making the general manager come all this way, really—"
"Don't say such meaningless things." Qingyun took the paper from Assistant Manager Liu's hand, put it into the already written envelope
, and quickly handed it to Qi Lei. "Then I'll trouble you."
"Yes, no problem."
Qi Lei immediately took out the delivery note from his pouch at his waist, wrote a few words, and handed it to her. "
General Manager , please sign."
"You... you're not a company employee, you don't need to call me General Manager." She shook her head without any airs,
and then signed her name.
"If we meet again sometime, please tell me how I should address you." After accepting the gifts, he
checked the time. "I need to hurry and deliver the goods, otherwise the time will be too tight, and I'm afraid I'll disappoint you."
He nodded to her again and quickly left the bank.
"General Manager, I..." Assistant Manager Liu wanted to apologize to her for his mistake, because her title wasn't
just General Manager; she was also the granddaughter of the former president! He was worried that his negligence might
cause him to lose the position he had worked so hard to climb.
"By the way, Assistant Manager Liu, remember to finish that proposal we decided on in last week's meeting and send it to me as soon as possible."
Qiao Qingyun instructed before quickly leaving, finally allowing Assistant Manager Liu to breathe a sigh of relief.
However, he was determined to finish this proposal.
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"Grandpa, I'm going to the company."
Early in the morning, Qiao Qingyun, dressed in an ivory-white suit, walked lightly downstairs. When she saw Qiao Kangchun sitting on
the sofa reading the newspaper, she immediately went up to greet him.
"Aren't you going to eat breakfast?" He turned to look at her.
"The company recruited last week, and today is the day the results are announced. I wanted to go see them early.
My nanny has prepared a breakfast bag for me; I'll take it to the car." Although she smiled, it wasn't hard to see
a certain awkwardness between her and Qiao Kangchun.
"Very good. I'm very pleased that you're willing to sacrifice your personal time for the company." Qiao Kangchun nodded.
She didn't know how to respond, so she simply said, "Then I'm going to work."
"Wait." Qiao Kangchun's suddenly cold voice startled her.
"You went to the nursing home to see him again yesterday?" He put down the newspaper, adjusted his reading glasses, and his sharp eyes
contained a hint of displeasure.
"I..." She frowned slightly, "Yes, I'm going to see him."
"It's not about severing ties with him," he said harshly.
"He's not just anyone, he's my maternal grandfather!" Qiao Qingyun clenched her small fists tightly; even she, who had always been submissive to
the pressure had moments of defiance.
"He doesn't deserve to be your grandfather," he said coldly.
"What about my mother?" she asked agitatedly.
"The same goes for her. Don't mention your mother in front of me again; I will never acknowledge her." Qiao Kangchun slammed
the newspaper heavily on the table.
Qiao Qingyun trembled; she hadn't expected that even after so many years since her mother's passing, he still hated her so much. But she couldn't
say anything, only replying, "It's getting late, I have to go."
Rushing out of the house, she got into the car driven by Old Wang, feeling incredibly depressed. She then realized that in her
haste to leave, she had forgotten to bring the breakfast bag her nanny had made.
Although she didn't have much of an appetite, her stomach had always been weak, and it would ache whenever she was hungry. So even if
she couldn't eat, she would force herself to eat something. Just like now, after the shock of that scene, her stomach
started to cramp again.
"Old Wang, stop the car," she suddenly called out.
"Miss, what is it?" Old Wang stopped the car.
"I forgot to bring breakfast. I was thinking of buying some at the breakfast shop up ahead." Qiao Qingyun pointed ahead with her slender
finger .
"But it's hard to park here." He looked around.
"You don't need to trouble yourself. I can get out and buy it myself." She didn't act like a spoiled young lady at all.
"Is that alright?"
"Don't wait any longer. I'm afraid my stomach can't take it." She rubbed her stomach.
"Okay, I'll stop here then. Miss, are you alright?" he asked worriedly.
"I'm fine. I'll be right back." She nodded to him, got out of the car, and quickly
walked . "I'd like a sandwich and a milk tea."
The proprietress nodded and quickly wrapped the items for her.
Just as Qiao Qingyun was about to pay, she realized she'd left her purse in the car in her haste to get out!
Good heavens, what was wrong with her today? Everything was going wrong!
Looking back, she saw that Lao Wang and the car weren't where they'd parked; they must have seen the traffic police and run away.
"Excuse me, please wait a moment." It seemed she couldn't buy these things, so she could only apologize with a smile
and walk towards the main road to wait for Lao Wang to come back and pick her up. But her stomach cramped even more violently.
Just then, something suddenly appeared before her eyes, startling her so much she took a step back! Looking up again
, she saw a man with a radiant, sunny smile!
"You are..." She felt he looked familiar, thought for a moment, and finally smiled. "I remember now, you work
for the courier company, your surname is... your surname is..."
"My surname is Qi, you have a good memory!" He winked at her. "You didn't bring any money, right? Here, have some!"
"How did you know I needed breakfast?" She realized that every time he appeared, it seemed to be to help her out of a predicament.
"You were just in front of me in line, but you suddenly ran off. I bet you forgot your money. Rich people
carry platinum cards, not cash." His gaze
lingered on her well-fitting designer suit for a moment, then he gestured towards her arm. "Hey, my arm's sore. Are you going to eat or not?"
"Thanks." She rubbed her stomach; she definitely needed something to eat. She awkwardly took the suit.
"By the way, the money… how am I supposed to pay you back?"
"It's only a few dozen yuan, forget it!" Waving at her, Qi Lei gave a dashing smile. "I'm
leaving." After a few steps, he turned back. "Remember what I said last time? If we ever meet again, you can
tell me how I should address you. Can you tell me now?"
"Uh..." She paused for a moment, then smiled generously, "My surname is Qiao, Qiao Qingyun. You
can just call me by my name from now on."
"Okay, I remember, goodbye." He turned and walked quickly towards his Harley motorcycle.
Only then did Qiao Qingyun realize that she had forgotten to ask for his address and phone number. How was she going to repay him?
Although it was only a few dozen yuan, she didn't want to take advantage of him.
"Hey! I—" He had already started the motorcycle and left!
"Miss, hurry... I can't wait too long." Old Wang happened to drive up beside her and
waved to her from his car.
"Oh, I'm coming right away." After walking a few steps forward, she glanced suspiciously in the direction the man had disappeared.
After getting on the motorcycle, although she had no appetite, she still ate the sandwich bite by bite. After half of it was gone,
the feeling of tightness in her stomach finally eased a bit.
"Old Wang, just stop here, I can walk." The traffic ahead was terrible. Anyway,
the company building was just at the next intersection, and she didn't want to waste any more time.
"Okay, then be careful walking, Miss, there are a lot of cars now!" Old Wang reminded her.
"Yes, I will, don't worry." She quickly got out of the car during a break and walked along the arcade. It seemed that this was the most carefree moment of
her day . She didn't have to be protected by others at all times, nor did she have to worry about
maintaining an elegant demeanor or speaking appropriately. How pleasant!
About fifteen minutes later, she finally arrived outside the Huaxing Financial Building. As soon as the guard saw her, he said respectfully,
"Good morning, Miss."
"Good morning. Remember to call me General Manager from now on, don't call me Miss anymore." She nodded, smiled slightly
, and then walked quickly inside, taking the elevator directly to her General Manager's office.
Miss... those three words sounded really jarring, as if she was just a vase born with a silver spoon in her mouth, with no
other abilities.
After entering the office, she habitually kicked off her high heels and
lightly . She then picked up her shoes, walked back to her seat, and hid them under the desk so she could put them on easily if needed.
As she sat down, intending to finish reviewing the report she hadn't completed yesterday,
Manager Chen, who was in charge of the entire group's talent selection, knocked on the door with a file folder.
"Come in," she said softly.
Manager Chen entered, and upon seeing the beautiful Qingyun, he smiled obsequiously. "General Manager, these are
the results of our group's preliminary selection." He took out a stack of application evaluation forms from the folder.
"Okay, thank you. By the way, there seem to be a few more in that folder," she noticed with her sharp eyes.
Manager Chen quickly explained, "These are just applications for drivers for our subsidiary securities company; such a small matter
doesn't need your concern, General Manager."
"No, let me see them." She narrowed her eyes, displaying her shrewdness.
"Oh, okay." He nodded and presented the entire folder.
"I'll ask you to come back after I've reviewed them."
"Yes." Nodding, he left the office.
At this moment, Qiao Qingyun picked up the original stack of documents, carefully flipped through them, and unconsciously smiled,
indicating that she was very satisfied with Manager Chen's preliminary selection results.
Then, she took out the remaining few documents from the folder. Just as she flipped to the last one, a familiar
and handsome face appeared before her eyes, making her beautiful eyes widen in surprise!
It was him… the man who brought her breakfast. Looking at his name—Qi Weiyang.
Weiyang… what a literary name.
Since this stack of documents was for candidates for the lowest level of positions, there was no need for a second interview; if the preliminary selection
was successful , it meant formal employment.
She unconsciously flipped to the list of successful candidates. When the line "Successful Candidate: Qi Weiyang" appeared before her eyes
, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Perhaps because of his kind heart, she didn't want him to fail. Her gaze
then turned to the education section—Department of Business Administration, National Taiwan University!
Would it be too unfair to him to only be a driver… Hmm… perhaps she could find an opportunity to give him
a more suitable position.
With a smile, Qiao Qingyun put the documents back into her bag, then pulled her thoughts back to work, not giving herself a chance to rest until
lunch break.
She wanted to show her grandfather that even those with Zhang family blood were not incompetent. Although she was
a girl he looked down on, she was definitely not a good-for-nothing.
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Saturday, a holiday. Qiao Qingyun, dressed in casual pantsuits, hailed a taxi to Qi Weiyang's residence.
She finally found the address at the last house in a dead-end alley, rang the doorbell, and waited
a while before hearing footsteps inside.
When the door opened, she was truly stunned by the man before her.
He looked like he had just washed his hair; his slightly damp hair was messily covering his forehead, giving him a wild yet unconventional handsome
beauty.
"Heh!" Qi Lei raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise in his voice. "I thought it was some beautiful woman coming over,
but it 's you! But how did you know I lived here?"
"You're an employee of my company now, so do you think I shouldn't know?" She smiled gracefully.
"Ah!" He raised an eyebrow, surprised. "I see. I didn't expect
you to even inquire about something as simple as applying for a driver's job."
"Well, it's a coincidence!" she said, pulling a thousand-yuan bill from her pocket. "Here you go."
"What are you doing?" Qi Lei narrowed his eyes.
"It's for breakfast!" Qingyun said matter-of-factly. "Please, it's only a few dozen yuan, you don't need to be so bothered by it." Qi Lei leaned against the doorframe, his mysterious eyes
half-closed , his brows slightly furrowed. "No matter how much it is, I still have to return what's yours." She insisted. "But I don't have any change!" Qi Lei shrugged. "Then...then come work for me as my assistant, and I'll deduct your salary, how about that?" Finally, she revealed her other purpose for coming here. "What did you say?" Qi Lei was surprised. "You don't want to? I've been very busy with work lately, and I really need an assistant, and I believe you're qualified." As she spoke, Qingyun mischievously stuffed some money into his pocket. "You—" Qi Lei didn't expect everything to go so smoothly, and he hesitated a little. "Would you like me to come in and sit down?" She glanced inside, "We can talk about the compensation later." He thought for a moment and took a step back, "Please."

Qingyun entered the house, glanced at the simple layout, and then sat down on the sofa with a very generous air. "You
live alone?"
"Yeah, no woman wants to marry a penniless guy." He took a bottle of mineral water and a beer from the refrigerator.
"Be my assistant from now on, and I guarantee you'll be able to afford a wife." She took the mineral water, unscrewed
the cap, and gulped it down with great gusto, showing none of the arrogance of a rich heiress.
"Ha..." Qi Lei laughed loudly, "I haven't even agreed yet!"
"What!" Qingyun didn't understand. "Don't most people cherish such opportunities? Don't you want
to climb higher?"
"That's true, but I can't accept something for nothing." He pursed his lips, opened the beer, and drank it all in one gulp.
"How could you be useless? You saved my credit card the first time, and you paid for my breakfast the second time. This
is all—"
"You make it sound like I did all this on purpose." He shook his head. "No need. I'm
already satisfied with being a driver. Besides, my abilities are just so-so."
"No, I believe in your abilities. And you're only on probation at the company. Everything depends on your
efforts." She tried her best to persuade him.
"No matter what, what you did was a gamble, you know?" Qi Lei narrowed his eyes, looking at her stubborn
little face.
"Fine, I'll consider it a gamble. But I don't understand. Since you graduated from the business department of the top university,
why are you only willing to be a driver? Or are you unwilling to accept challenges, or do you consider yourself a bookworm who only knows how to study
and doesn't care about practical experience? If you're really that useless, then just pretend I was never here." Qingyun stood up
and looked at the mineral water in her hand. "Thank you for your hospitality."
Seeing her leave like this was even more unexpected for Qi Lei.
"Wait." He called out to her in time.
Qiao Qingyun stopped and turned to look at him. "Don't even mention giving me change." She held up the half-empty bottle of
water. "This bottle of mineral water should be enough. We're even now."
"Hey, I didn't expect you to be even more calculating than me. Looks like I can't owe you anything anymore." He rubbed
his nose and smiled. "What, do you still stand by what you said?"
"You mean... you agree to my request?" Her beautiful eyes lifted slightly, her expression filled with
undisguised joy.
This was the first time she had recruited someone for herself since taking over as general manager of "Huaxing Financial Holdings." She trusted
her judgment; he would definitely be a good helper.
"If you're willing to take the risk, why wouldn't I agree?"
"Okay, it's a deal then." She raised her hand.
He smiled and extended his hand to shake hers. But in his heart, he thought: Qiao Qingyun, you've
brought a wolf into the house . Don't blame me for being ruthless.

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