Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 172: Green Tea

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Green Tea

Yin Yihui saw that Cheng Qiaobei’s attitude was softening, and it was clear he also had grievances against Cheng Xiangheng’s actions. If he could grasp Cheng’s weakness, he could use him to achieve his goal.

"Qiaobei, listen, there is no overnight feud between father and son. Apologize to your dad tomorrow. Once his anger subsides, a few of us old folks can say some good things for you, and you can come back. What’s yours is yours. What you’re supposed to manage, you will still manage. As for everything else, you’re all one family, so don’t be too calculative."

These words, seemingly meant as reconciliation, were actually adding fuel to the fire. He deliberately wanted to spark Cheng Qiaobei’s rebellious mindset. Once resentment was born, it wouldn’t easily fade away.

If Cheng Qiaobei wanted to rise to power, the only ones he could rely on were them.

In the end, it all came down to a psychological game.

Cheng Qiaobei lowered his eyes, fidgeting with the teacup thoughtfully. After a moment, he said,

"...I did nothing wrong, so why acknowledge a mistake? He’s been listening to people’s nonsense all day and hasn’t considered how much I’ve contributed to the company. Without me, the company would have crashed several times. Now, not only does he want to take my hotel, but he also hands over the projects I worked hard on to others. Haha..." He gave a contemptuous laugh, "No wonder people say he’s old, and I think so too. Quite muddled."

Yin Yihui seemed pleased with his true feelings. The more you dig into human nature, the darker it gets.

"Qiaobei, what do you want to do then?"

Cheng Qiaobei lit a cigarette, lifted his eyelids, and slowly exhaled smoke as he coldly looked at Yin Yihui, saying,

"What’s mine should be returned to me, just like that."

Yin Yihui maintained a calm demeanor. Based on his judgment, Cheng Qiaobei certainly had thoughts about Cheng Xiangheng, feeling he was treated unfairly. But the father-son bond tied him down, making him hesitant to covet what wasn’t his.

For now, it seemed Cheng Qiaobei just wanted to reclaim his rightful interests, consistent with his long-held attitude.

He could try giving him some benefits first. Once a person’s appetite is opened, greed knows no bounds.

Yin Yihui said, "Since you don’t want to apologize, I’ll have to step in and humble myself to plead for you."

"No need. My dad will come to me," Cheng Qiaobei assured him confidently.

Yin Yihui’s expression relaxed, a slight mocking smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Are you sure?"

Cheng Qiaobei frowned, feeling uneasy, "What do you know?"

Yin Yihui noticed his anxious expression, feeling even more certain that Cheng Qiaobei would become a pawn in his hands.

"Yesterday, Mr. Cheng sent people to the other hotels you managed."

Cheng Qiaobei asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

Yin Yihui said, "Internal audit. They likely went to check your accounts."

"Check on me?" Cheng Qiaobei said incredulously. "Why?"

Yin Yihui said, "Isn’t it obvious? To drive someone away, the best way is to find their faults."

"..."

Cheng Qiaobei was at a loss for a few seconds, looking confused. He instinctively picked up the teacup only to realize there was no tea left. In the next second, Yin Yihui poured him fresh tea and, holding his shoulder, said,

"Don’t worry, I’m here. I’ve already sent someone along to prevent them from tampering."

Cheng Qiaobei slowly raised his head, paused, and said, "...Thank you, Chairman Yin."

"No need to be polite with me. I appreciate your talents. The company needs people like you," Yin Yihui patted his shoulder, comforting him. "Not only has your dad gotten old, but so have I. I hope to support someone who can grow and expand the group before I retire."

Cheng Qiaobei said guiltily, "Chairman Yin, I have always misunderstood you."

Yin Yihui waved it off dismissively and said with a laugh, "It’s okay. It’s good to clear up misunderstandings. Hey? Why isn’t Siqiong back yet?"

Cheng Qiaobei became noticeably absent-minded, focused on how to deal with Cheng Xiangheng. "I’ll go check."

Yin Yihui said, "No need, she should be back soon."

As soon as his words fell, the door to the private room was pushed open from outside. Lin Siqiong walked in with a smile, saying, "The business at Golden Goblet is really good. The front desk manager just told me all the private rooms are booked, the speed of serving dishes is slow, and he kept apologizing to me, even added an extra dish for us."

The waiter soon served their meal, and soon enough, all the dishes they ordered were on the table.

Lin Siqiong stood up to pour wine for Cheng Qiaobei, who said, "Let’s skip the wine today; I drove here."

"Manager Cheng, I’ve already arranged for a driver. You and Chairman Yin should drink a little," Lin Siqiong’s smile was radiant, her eyes shimmering like rippling water, exuding a charm any man could recognize.

Cheng Qiaobei declined politely. His words were directed at Lin Siqiong, but he looked at Yin Yihui, "We can drink next time. Today really isn’t convenient; I still have to pick up my wife after work."

Yin Yihui laughed and said, "Then let’s not. He has to pick up his wife, so don’t make it hard for him. Besides, didn’t Manager Cheng say you’ll drink next time?"

Lin Siqiong’s voice was soft and gentle, "Okay then, Manager Cheng, you can’t back out next time."

Although Lin Siqiong was sitting two seats away at the dining table, the curvature of the round table allowed him to see her white, beautiful legs.

Her outfit today seemed business-like but subtly calculated.

The short-sleeved white top was perfectly proper in the front, but the back revealed a large expanse of white skin. The skirt was knee-length, but when seated, the hem rode up, making her legs irresistibly eye-catching.

In many situations, women like Lin Siqiong were needed for socializing, but in Cheng Qiaobei’s dictionary, he told Wei Lai on the first day, any cooperative party requiring her to discuss matters at a drinking party would not be entertained, and she wasn’t allowed to participate in any drinking party. In hotels managed by Cheng Qiaobei, female employees were not allowed to socialize at drinking parties. It was an unwritten rule.

As a result, many female employees were willing to work at hotels managed by Cheng Qiaobei, without any worries.

Before the dinner ended, Lin Siqiong proactively took out her phone to add Cheng Qiaobei on WeChat. To avoid arousing Yin Yihui’s suspicion, he added Lin Siqiong.

When Chen Ningxi came out of her office, Cheng Qiaobei’s car had been waiting at the door for more than forty minutes.

Getting into the car, Cheng Qiaobei handed her a cold drink. Chen Ningxi took a sip and then leaned in to kiss Cheng Qiaobei on the cheek.

Cheng Qiaobei laughed. "One cold drink and one kiss, I’m gaining here."

Chen Ningxi smelled something like alcohol on him. "Did you drink?"

Cheng Qiaobei quickly denied it, "I didn’t. I joined a lunch meeting where they drank."

Chen Ningxi squinted her eyes. "Were there any women?"

Cheng Qiaobei started the car, "Of course. Who would go if there weren’t any women?"

"You..." Chen Ningxi poked his shoulder with her finger. "Tell me, what was the woman like?"

Cheng Qiaobei chuckled, "You guess."

"How am I supposed to guess?"

Cheng Qiaobei said, "Let’s just say if she jumped into Danjiang Lake, everyone in Danjiang could enjoy some green tea."