My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Ye Xiong and Wang Tong were moving bricks when Auntie Bao came over and said to Ye Xiong, “You two go to the finance department and settle the accounts immediately.”

“Auntie Bao, what exactly is going on?” Wang Tong asked in shock.

“Don’t you know you’ve offended someone? Hurry up, stop dawdling,” urged Auntie Bao.

Wang Tong knew that it must be his sister using her official power to pull some strings behind the scenes. He was instantly very angry and headed towards the office building with large strides, saying as he went, “I’ll go argue with her. I can leave, but I shouldn’t drag Brother Xiong into this.”

“If we’re going, we go together. Anyway, I don’t want to stay in this place,” said Ye Xiong after dumping a cart of bricks and dusting off his hands.

Just as the two reached the office building, suddenly a figure appeared in front of them, looking at Ye Xiong with a smug expression—it was Wang Shu.

“I told you, crossing me would not end well for you,” Wang Shu sneered.

Ye Xiong’s temper erupted in an instant. He turned to Wang Tong and asked, “I want to teach her a lesson. Do you have any objections?”

Wang Tong shook his head. At this moment, he had completely lost all hope in his sister.

Hearing Ye Xiong saying he wanted to teach her a lesson, Wang Shu burst into loud laughter as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world.

“Go take a piss and check your own integrity. Teach me a lesson? Are you even worthy?”

Ye Xiong directly took out his phone and dialed Yang Xinyi’s number.

“Speak if you have something to say.” On the other end of the line, President Yang’s cold voice came through.

“I want you to fire someone for me,” Ye Xiong said indifferently.

“I won’t fire an employee just because of a single sentence from you. It doesn’t fit my style,” Yang Xinyi decisively refused.

“Then our agreement is void,” said Ye Xiong before hanging up the phone.

Wang Tong and Wang Shu listened to Ye Xiong’s words, feeling very puzzled. When they saw his request being rejected, Wang Shu could no longer contain herself and burst into triumphant laughter.

“You want someone to fire me? In the great Yang Group, there are not many who can do that!”

No sooner had she finished speaking than Ye Xiong’s phone rang. It was Yang Xinyi’s icy voice on the other end.

“I’ll help you this one time, don’t expect it to happen again. What’s her name?”

“Sales department, her name is Wang Shu.”

“She will leave the company in ten minutes,” Yang Xinyi hung up the phone succinctly.

Wang Shu was skeptical, Ye Xiong’s words had given her an uneasy premonition, but she thought to herself that she was Vice President Yang Bin’s person, and apart from the head of the sales department and the company president, no one had the authority to fire her.

She was eager to see how this guy would make a fool of himself.

Right at that moment, her phone rang. Yang Bin was roaring on the other end.

“Wang Shu, you wretched woman, you have doomed me!”

“Yang Bin, watch your words,” Wang Shu angrily rebuked, “What exactly happened?”

“President Yang personally called and demanded that you pack up and leave within ten minutes. I’m the one who’s been screwed over by you. The president warned me over the phone just now, accusing me of using my power for personal gain and for having improper relations with a female secretary. I’m suspended pending investigation,” Yang Bin was frantic with fury on the phone.

After listening, Wang Shu’s hand trembled, the phone nearly dropping to the ground.

She looked at Ye Xiong, almost unable to believe it.

She could never have imagined that this lowly construction worker could just make a call to Yang Xinyi who would then obediently get things done for him.

How could this be possible? One was the president, the other a construction worker; how could the two be connected?

But now, the matter was laid before her, leaving her no choice but to believe.

“I’m sorry, I was too impulsive just now. Please give me another chance,” Wang Shu said as she went over and grabbed Ye Xiong’s clothes.

This job was too important for her; she had paid a great price for it. She had offered her body to please Yang Bin, and it had been hard-won. She absolutely couldn’t afford to lose it.

“Opportunities are not given by others, they are fought for by oneself,” Ye Xiong replied coldly.

“Please, I beg you, give me one more chance. I swear, I’ll never mess with you guys again,” Wang Shu pleaded when she saw Ye Xiong was unmoved, and quickly went to Wang Tong, her vision blurred with tears, “Brother, you’ve always adored your sister the most. Right now this job pays tens of thousands a month, it can buy you lots of good food, and provide a lot for mom’s living expenses. I can’t lose this job.”

“Go beg Brother Xiong,” Wang Tong said coldly.

“Ye Xiong, I’m begging you, make a call to the president, ask her to let me off the hook.”

“You want to beg me? Kneel down then!” Ye Xiong said coldly.

She had trampled on someone else’s dignity, and now Ye Xiong wanted her to taste what it was like to be trampled on.

Thud!

Wang Shu knelt down in front of Ye Xiong without hesitation.

“I’m kneeling before you, please, just let me off, I’ll do anything, even if you want my body.”

Ye Xiong felt even more contempt for someone who would stop at nothing for power. If she weren’t Wang Tong’s sister, he would have slapped her already.

“Face is something you earn yourself, not something given by others.”

After saying that, Ye Xiong took Wang Tong and left, leaving Wang Shu kneeling on the ground, her eyes revealing a venomous glare.

When they got back to the dorm and started packing up, Wang Tong was silent, obviously still unable to ease out of the emotion from before.

After all, she was his sister. Despite her despicable character, they were still related by blood, which made it hard for him to ignore her completely.

“I’m sorry, I was just talking casually, I didn’t expect her to actually kneel,” Ye Xiong said.

“I don’t know how she became like this,” Wang Tong sighed, stopping himself from thinking about her any further and turning to ask, “Brother Xiong, are we really leaving?”

“Of course.”

“But I don’t know how to do anything, and the household depends on my contribution. I’m afraid…”

“Don’t worry, if you’re with Brother Xiong, I guarantee you’ll have food to eat, money to spend, and beautiful women… The beautiful women, though, you have to pursue yourself,” Ye Xiong chuckled.

“Brother Xiong, did you really call Yang Xinyi just now?” Wang Tong asked, curious.

“Yes.”

“What exactly is your relationship with her?”

“Like I told you, she is my wife.”

“My wife is Zhang Ziyi then!” Wang Tong rolled his eyes, clearly disbelieving.

Just as the two of them finished packing and were about to leave, they found a flashy-dressed, pudgy middle-aged man wandering awkwardly at the door; if it wasn’t Yang Bin, who else could it be?

“You finally came out,” Yang Bin greeted them with a grin that was anything but genuine as the two of them emerged.

“What kind of wind brought the esteemed deputy sales director to us today?”

“Nothing much, just wanted a little chat,” Yang Bin chuckled.

Ye Xiong coughed and spat viciously, his phlegm splashing onto a dusty chair nearby.

He took the chair and placed it in front of Yang Bin, saying coldly, “Deputy Director Yang, sit down and talk.”