Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 15 That CEO Novel Cannon Fodder 15

Loud, jarring music blared in the bar, and flashing lights shone on the people dancing wildly to the music.

A man, sweating profusely, sat down on the sofa. He put his arm around the beautiful woman next to him and smiled at the person opposite him, saying, "Your stepsister is quite famous lately, isn't she?"

I heard that someone joked about Gu Peisi with her and was even beaten up by Gu Peisi.

Song Zhikang's face was rather unpleasant. He pushed away the woman next to him and started drinking one glass of wine after another.

The man could tell he was in a bad mood. He exhaled a smoke ring and asked, "That slut has hooked up with Gu Peisi now. Won't she retaliate against you?"

Song Zhikang sneered: "She dares?"

The man crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa: "What is there for her to be afraid of? It's just a matter of Gu Peisi's word."

"While they're not married yet, you should start thinking about yourself too."

Song Xianyin is not someone who forgives easily; her vengefulness is no less than Song Zhikang's.

A dark glint flashed in Song Zhikang's eyes. So what if she hooked up with Gu Peisi? He could still ruin her reputation.

The monitoring room was quiet, and the hotel staff next door stood quietly to one side.

"Are these all the surveillance footage?" Wen Ruchu asked anxiously.

"I still can't see where my necklace is."

The staff member looked somewhat embarrassed; the situation was special that day, and he couldn't possibly show her all the surveillance footage.

"Ms. Wen, we have retrieved all the surveillance footage related to you. If you still can't find it, you should call the police."

Wen Ruchu frowned. This wouldn't do. If they called the police, wouldn't things get even worse?

Wen Ruchu pleaded, "I want to see all the surveillance footage. Maybe there will be some clues. I don't want to make a big fuss about the videos."

"I remember a waitress bumping into me; she looked a little strange."

The staff member looked puzzled: "Did she bump into you? I remember only Ms. Song bumped into you."

Wen Ruchu's eyes lit up: "Yes, yes, that's her. Can I see her previous surveillance footage?"

The staff politely declined, saying, "Ms. Wen, you should call the police. The video is damaged, and the police have already investigated it."

It's absolutely impossible for it to be damaged; it must have been suppressed by the Song family.

No matter what she said, the staff wouldn't budge.

Wen Ruchu thought about it and decided to call her senior sister. This hotel was owned by her senior sister's family, so she would definitely have a solution.

The evening breeze was a bit chilly. Wen Ruchu walked out of the hotel and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Senior sister, thank you for your help. That surveillance footage really came in handy."

The person on the other end spoke with a tone full of affection: "Ruchu, there's no need for us to talk so much."

Wen Ruchu felt a warmth in her heart; she knew things would definitely take a turn for the better.

She's always been like this since she was little; whatever she wants, she'll always find a way to get it.

As she walked, she noticed a man standing under a streetlamp not far away. He reeked of alcohol and his eyes were fixed on her.

Wen Ruchu frowned and walked past him.

Just as she was about to leave, the man suddenly spoke up: "What surveillance footage were you talking about?"

Looking at Wen Ruchu's wary face, Song Zhikang smiled and said, "I know you. You're from the Gu family."

"Can you get the surveillance footage from that night?"

He came several times but still didn't get it.

Wen Ruchu avoided his gaze and said impatiently, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Song Zhikang wanted to ask something more, but Wen Ruchu ignored him and drove away.

Watching the car drive away, Song Zhikang leaned against a streetlamp and let out a loud burp.

And here comes the evidence.

Gu Peisi never had much desire for love since he was a child.

His parents had a business marriage and divorced when he was three years old, in order to pursue so-called true love.

In such a large family as the Gu family, he was not at an advantage. He had a bad personality and was often ignored by the family.

He knew from a young age that love was the most ethereal and unnecessary thing in the world.

Once a person has tasted power, he will no longer pursue love.

Looking at Song Xianyin, who was sleeping soundly in the lounge, Gu Peisi felt a strange tenderness in his heart.

It turns out that having love is such a blissful thing; he was really faking it before.

He leaned down and kissed Song Xianyin. Although he was very careful, Song Xianyin was still woken up by him.

Song Xianyin angrily kicked him, then turned over and went back to sleep.

Gu Peisi held his breath, carefully positioned her feet, and then got up and left.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that she was getting harsher on him, even though she used to be very gentle with him.

Secretary Lin choked up as she watched Gu Peisi tiptoe out of the lounge; she really couldn't bear to look.

He lowered his head and pretended not to see.

Gu Peisi sat in front of his office, looked at the documents on the table, and sneered: "Is this Song Zhikang's idea?"

Secretary Lin nodded and whispered, "President, Song's Group has been suffering severe losses recently. President Song would like to find some time to see you."

He wouldn't have told the CEO this kind of news before, but now, after all, CEO Song is Miss Song's father...

A hint of mockery flashed in Gu Peisi's eyes: "Ignore him."

He is a businessman, and he never does business at a loss.

Mr. Song was extremely anxious. He had spent so much money on Song Xianyin, but now that she had gotten involved with Gu Peisi, she was ignoring him.

The thought of this made him so angry that his face turned pale.

The secretary jogged in, looking at Mr. Song with some fear: "Mr. Song, the Gu family hasn't agreed."

Mr. Song was furious and slammed the documents to the ground.

"I gave him my daughter, and he doesn't want to contribute a single penny, huh!"

He took out his phone to call Song Xianyin, but found that he had been blocked by Song Xianyin.

"Fine, fine, fine. I shouldn't have brought her back in the first place."

Seeing that Mr. Song's expression was getting worse, the secretary quickly took out some nitroglycerin pills from the drawer.

Mr. Song lay on the sofa, his eyes filled with resentment.

She doesn't really think she can get rid of him, does she? He said he would make her give the money back to him sooner or later.

The secretary looked at Song's father, whose face was gloomy, and was terrified. Where had he come from? He felt like he had come to intern in the underworld.

Gu family.

Wen Ruchu looked at Song Xianyin's empty seat and felt a little depressed.

She knew Song Xianyin was definitely in the president's office.

It's normal for Song Xianyin to do something like this, but she didn't expect Gu Peisi to join in her fuss. He used to be the most businesslike person.

"Ruchu, could you help me work overtime today? I have a blind date tonight." The man looked at Wen Ruchu pitifully.

Wen Ruchu declined, feeling embarrassed: "I also have something to do tonight."

The man didn't believe him at all, and he continued to plead, "Please, whether I can find a partner depends on today."

Wen Ruchu sighed. She wondered when it started, but everyone seemed to prefer leaving tasks to her.

"I'm sorry, I really have something to do today."

Seeing that Wen Ruchu had rejected him again, the man's face darkened, and he turned his head away without saying a word.

Wen Ruchu felt a little uncomfortable. She had helped him so many times, but he only didn't help him today, and he still reacted like this.

Her mood started to sour today.