Chapter 181 - Miss Ning, Do You Think This Is Enough?
My Dangerous Billionaire Husband
Ning Qing spent the entire morning working out a set of implementation plans. At noon, she went to lunch with several employees who also happened to be fans.
When she returned to her office after lunch, Ning Qing found it strange that the implementation plan that she had placed on the table was gone.
Ning Qing went out and asked several colleagues, âDid you see anyone enter my office?â
A colleague who liked Ning Qing very much whispered in her ear, âNing Qing, I just saw Manager Ye sneaking into your office with a document in her hand.â
Ning Qingâs eyes flashed; Ye Ting had taken her implementation plan.
Ning Qing immediately turned and ran to Ye Tingâs office, but there was no one in the office. The assistant told her that Manager Ye had gone to a meeting. Lu Shaoming had personally convened a management meeting to officially launch the Cabbage Plume project.
Ning Qingâs heart skipped a beat and some understood Ye Tingâs purpose.
She ran to the meeting.
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There were bodyguards outside the meeting room. Ning Qing was not qualified to listen to such a high-level meeting. She took out her mobile phone and sent a short message to Zhu Rui.
So Zhu Ruiâs cell phone in the meeting room lit up, he had switched his phone to silent mode, he looked at the text message quietly, then got up, gave an excuse to Lu Shaoming, and went out.
Ning Qing saw the door open. She was standing at the crack. When Zhu Rui came out, she happened to get a glimpse of the scene inside.
At the long conference table, all the high-leveled people were sitting with their suits on. The meeting room was decorated in cold-tones, and it was so solemn and quiet that one could hear a pin drop, and Ye Ting was standing as she was presenting Cabbage Plumeâs marketing report with competence and confidence.
Ye Ting said, âWe have replaced traditional T-stage shows and advertisements with theatrical advertisements, and bravely created a new river in the advertising and market industry.â
Ning Qing listened and wanted to vomit directly. Not only had Ye Ting stolen her implementation plan, but had also learned to speak like her. She was too shameless.
This is Harvardâs pride?
Those high-leveled people listened attentively. They listened excitedly to Ye Tingâs beautiful blueprint, and their eyes were full of admiration.
As soon as Ye Tingâs speech ended, the meeting room was filled with tidal applause.
Ning Qing looked at the man sitting on the high seat. Lu Shaoming was wearing a white shirt and a dark blue striped tie around his neck. He was handsome and delicate. He looked up and looked directly at Ye Ting.
âYou thought of this plan?â
He was indeed a deep and introverted man. Ning Qing caught a glimmer of him looking squarely at her and a smile in his eyes.
Ye Ting had also caught Lu Shaomingâs gaze. It was the first direct gaze that Lu Shaoming had given her since she had met him.
Ye Ting was happy. She flashed a smile and nodded. âYes.â
âPresident, Manager Yeâs Cabbage Plume marketing strategy is great, breaking the traditional conventions and standing out in an invincible position. Manager Ye really deserves to be Harvardâs pride.â
âYes...â The management staff echoed.
Lu Shaoming nodded. âYes, itâs really good.â
Not everyone could get Lu Shaomingâs praise. Ye Ting immediately straightened her back, a pair of beautiful eyes looking at Lu Shaoming without trying to hide.
âWhatâs wrong, madam?â Zhu Rui closed the door and asked softly.
âSecretary Zhu, I have a favor to ask of you.â Ning Qing said a few words in Zhu Ruiâs ear.
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Ye Ting then introduced the theme of the play. Lu Shaoming listened attentively. At that time, a dainty figure came into his sight.
He looked slightly sideways, Ning Qing had come.
Today, she wore a long black cartoon T-shirt, covered with a long blue-purple cotton-padded jacket. The cotton-padded jacket was mixed with some green dots in the stitching. It was simple but distinctive and had a very early spring aura.
The cotton-padded clothes covered her hips. Her feet were covered with black knee-high leather boots, which ended just below her knees, making her slender legs too conspicuous, while the little skin exposed from her knees to the cotton-padded jacket was fair and tight.
Lu Shaoming understood some of the reasons why she had become the spokesperson for Sllyâs brand in Asia. The girl was well versed in fashion elements and could match any dress with her own charm.
But why had she come?
Ning Qing had a teapot in her hand. She came to pour water and add tea.
She went straight to Lu Shaomingâs position, first adding tea to the cup at his hand.
Lu Shaoming didnât look at her. He looked up and saw the high-leveled people under him were shocked when they saw Ning Qing. Ning Qing was too bright and beautiful. The generationâs queen of film was in the limelight now. The goddess they could only see on TV had appeared here. The high-leveled people were in a trance and were almost stunned watching her.
Lu Shaomingâs eyes were as sharp as an eagleâs, and he glanced at all the people quietly.
Everyone lowered their eyes in fear. They had only looked at Ning Qing for a second. Why was their president so angry?
Ye Ting was making a powerful speech but she noticed that the people who had previously appreciated her had scattered their attention. She felt that it was strange and then realized that Ning Qing had come.
Oneâs guilty conscience always feels danger. Ye Ting panicked.
Ning Qing had indeed come to refill their drinks. She didnât say anything. After pouring tea for Lu Shaoming, she poured tea to Ye Ting beside her.
âIâll do it myself.â Ye Ting was nervous and wanted to hold the paper cup, but she panicked and the boiling water spilled directly out of the cup.
âManager Ye, are you alright.â Ning Qing quickly put down the teapot and pulled out a paper towel to help Ye Ting wipe the table in front of her.
The boiling water wetted the first information on Ye Tingâs desktop. Ning Qing started to take it away. One of the materials revealed below was indeed hers. She had written it in a hurry and had scribbled on it with an ink pen and had revised it many times. It was a handwritten manuscript.
Lu Shaoming took a look at the manuscript that appeared. His eyes were dark. He slowly drew up his lips and asked with a smile, âManager Ye, you were in a rush when thinking about this drama play advertisement? Youâve even brought the manuscript?â
Ye Tingâs expression was stiff. She did not know whether she had been exposed or not. She could only laugh and say, âHaha, yes, President...â
She had just said that when Lu Shaoming threw a document at Ye Tingâs face.
Ye Ting did not dare to dodge. The document was a few pieces of paper. It did not hurt her when it landed on her face. The gentlemanly demeanor of the man would not allow him to hurt a woman, but the strength of the paper was like a sharp knife on her face.
This was more embarrassing for Ye Ting than a few slaps.
She looked down at the falling document, which was written by her.
Her handwriting was quite different from that of this manuscript.
Lu Shaoming saw it at a glance.
Maybe Lu Shaoming had guessed half of it by observing her demeanor around Ning Qing.
The senior executivesâ expression had changed due to this development. They had no idea what had happened.
Lu Shaoming stood up and stuffed one of his hands into his trousers pocket. His low voice brought out a sense of power. âManager Ye, I hope this matter can be explained by you. Todayâs meeting is over, dismissed.â
Lu Shaoming got up and left.
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The high-leveled staff dispersed, leaving Ye Ting and Ning Qing in the huge meeting room.
Ye Ting squeezed her fists tightly and said angrily, âNing Qing, you did it on purpose!â
Ning Qing met her eyes and smiled lazily. âYes, I just came to expose you. Whatâs wrong? Manager Ye is angry? What right does manager Ye have to be angry? If you donât ask for it, you are stealing it. If you enjoy the fruits of other peopleâs labor and take all the honor for yourself, how can you face your Chinese teacher who taught you the word âshameâ?â
âYou... Alright, Ning Qing, Iâll see how long you can be pleased for.â
âManager Ye doesnât need to worry about this. Youâd better worry about how to explain it to your president.â Ning Qing went out.
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Ning Qing stepped out of the door of the meeting room. As she turned in the corridor, she saw a handsome figure standing in front of her. Noticing her arrival. Lu Shaoming slowly turned around.
A pair of deep, bright black eyes looked at her face as he lightly parted his thin lips. âDid you think of this drama advertisement?â
âYes.â Ning Qing flashed a sweet smile and nodded her head vigorously.
Did he stop here to wait for her?
She was so happy.
âYe Ting stole your idea. Why didnât you expose her in the meeting room just now?â
âBecause... Do you think it would be appropriate for me to expose her on the spot?â Ning Qing did not answer but asked him a question instead.
His staff had stolen an outsiderâs idea, and at the high-level meeting everyone, including him, had praised Ye Ting. Wouldnât it be a slap in the face of everyone if she exposed her on the spot?
Besides, an outsider had intruded into the high-level meeting and tried to fight for the implementation plan, which was not good for anyone.
Lu Shaoming understood what she meant. He couldnât help looking at her twice more. She was a girl who knew how to restrain herself. This girl was full of wisdom.
Bold and crafty.
She had exposed the person after realizing that her implementation plan had been stolen, but it was very skillful and saved face for almost everyone involved.
âMmm.â Lu Shaoming nodded. He raised up his sharp brows. He was in a good mood when he asked, âWhat if I didnât realize it?â
What if he hadnât noticed that the handwriting was different, and hadnât guessed that it was her design?
Ning Qing smiled and shook her head. Her beautiful autumn pupils looked at him gently. âNo, I believe you.â
In her mind, he had always been a mighty, omnipotent billionaire husband.
âWho would you like to act in this play?â He continued to inquire.
âHmm... How about being the popular entertainment kid and the national goddess, Ou Luo Xi, and Xia Xiaofu?â
She already had the candidates in mind.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Lu Shaoming did not say if it was good or not, he just said, âAlthough this is a drama, from clothing to lighting, nothing can be amiss. You have no directing experience, which director do you think is good in the entertainment industry? I can let him help you.â
Ning Qingâs eyes sparkled as he listened. What does he mean?
âYoung Master Lu, are you going to let me direct this play?â
âThis is your design. Why wouldnât you direct it?â Lu Shaoming retorted.
Ning Qingâs heart was happy. She took two steps and went in front of Lu Shaoming. There was nobody in the corridor. She looked up at him with her little head. Her voice was sweet and soft. âYoung Master Lu, thank you for trusting me so much. Iâm sure I wonât let you down. As for how Iâll direct it, Iâll take care of it so donât worry about it. Besides, let me state beforehand that although this play was created for Cabbage Plume, it is my first work. Its final copyright and interpretation rights belong to me, and I will take it away.â
Was she talking about terms and conditions with him?
The girl in front of him only reached his chin even with mile high-heeled boots. Her autumn pupils sparkled with a bright autumn watery light. Her delicate ink painting brows were flying and open, showing a calm self-confidence, like a rose that had blossomed.
He heard that she was the youngest actress to be crowned queen of film at the age of 20 years old.
How amazing would she be if she were to direct her own film at the age of 21-year-old?
Lu Shaomingâs deep eyes had a tinge of appreciation, and his voice became soft. âYes, I promise you. I donât care about the directorâs business, but I will let the marketing department help you to solve your worries.â
âAlright, thank you Young Master Lu. In addition, I heard that Young Master Lu has a very good relationship with Ou Luo Xi. Iâm afraid that if I were to invite him, he would refuse me. Could I trouble Young Master Lu to give a call to Ou Luo Xi? Xiaofu is my good friend. Iâll invite her in person.â
âAlright.â Lu Shaoming nodded simply.
For a moment, neither of them spoke anymore. Lu Shaoming looked at her and the girl looked at him brightly. Lu Shaoming coughed and ended the gaze. âIf thereâs nothing else, I have business to attend to.â
Lu Shaoming turned and left.
âHey, Young Master Lu!â
The sleeve of his white shirt was pulled when he turned around.
He looked sideways and the girl held out two little fingers and held his sleeve timidly.
Her hands were beautiful, her fingers were long and fair as green onions, and her nail caps were trimmed neatly. She did not have long nails or painted nails like other women. There was a healthy pink tone in her shiny and round nail caps.
Turning his head to see her, the girlâs little face turned red. She was a little shy. She dared not withdraw her hand. She was afraid that he would leave.
âAnything else?â His voice was somewhat hoarse.
It was probably his first time seeing someone look like such a little girl.
âUmm.â Ning Qing looked bravely into his black eyes and blushed. âYou havenât praised me yet.â
âWhat?â Lu Shaoming was puzzled.
â... In the meeting, I heard you praise Manager Ye. That praise belonged to me.â
Lu Shaoming chuckled uncontrollably, tickled by her cute tone. To top it off, in the conference room, she was so smart and penetrating in order to take back the design that had belonged to her, but she was childishly asking him to praise her now.
Immature.
Lu Shaoming pulled back his sleeves, ignored her and walked away.
âHey, Young Master Lu!â Seeing him ignore her, Ning Qing stamped her feet angrily, ran up to catch up with him, and stretched out two slender arms to block him.
She bit her bright red lips and looked at him as she asked a delicate voice. âI donât care. Iâve thought of such a good design for Cabbage Plume. I want to hear you praise me. Young Master Lu, would it cost you a chunk of meat to praise me?â
It was her first time being a director, she was nervous and needed his praise.
He used to praise her, always holding her in his arms and saying, âMy little wife is the best and smartest.â
She doesnât care. She wanted to hear it.
At this time, they were very close. Their clothes were rubbing together, Lu Shaomingâs palm in his trousers pocket felt a little numb. He suddenly missed the feeling of touching her little face yesterday.
Her skin was pink and tender. It felt like silk in the south of the Yangtze River. It was very delicate.
His Adamâs apple bobbed.
Lu Shaoming slowly went near her and his thin scarlet lips went near her snow-white earlobes. He said, âNing Qing, you are great.â
Ning Qing was moved at once. He had lost his memory and would no longer feel anything and hug her. But in many ways, he had not changed. For example, his praising tone.
He had said she was great!
When Ning Qing was satisfied, the man asked again, with a slight tone of irony, âMiss Ning, do you want me to praise you like this? Do you think this is enough?â