Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

At the entrance of Creative Entertainment.

A luxury car steadily came to a stop right in front.

The receptionist at the front desk stared at it.

The starting price of this type of car was worth at least tens of millions.

'Who was this big shot who had come to this company?'

Just then, the door opened.

A well-dressed woman in a long white dress stepped out of the car.

As they were too far away from each other, the receptionist did not recognize her immediately and quickly raised her phone to secretly take a photo.

However, as the person walked closer, the receptionist was dumbfounded.

"Fang Mo'er! Is that really you?"

Fang Mo'er slowly walked in and saw the receptionist looking at her incredulously.

Her heart skipped a beat and she suddenly thought of a particular scenario.

In order to highlight Mu Chen's handsomeness, the writer had set this situation up.

Whenever Mu Chen appeared, the female colleagues in the company would have infatuated expressions on their faces when they saw him.

It was as if they had never seen a man before.

It made all of them suddenly feel like having his babies.

Fang Mo'er held onto her branded bag, swaying her hips as she casually walked over as if she were a celebrity.

"I came to do some work at this company today. What's there to make a fuss about?"

The receptionist immediately became annoyed and said, "President Mu asked me to inform you that you are to go straight to the office to look for him."

'Wasn't it just because she had some money that President Mu had been forced to date her?'

The receptionist had never had a good impression of Fang Mo'er, especially since everyone knew that Mu Chen was only with her for the sake of the company.

The company had already bypassed the crisis phase.

'Let's see what else Fang Mo'er can do to threaten President Mu again.'

Fang Mo'er did not actually know where Mu Chen's office was.

"Well then, lead the way!" Fang Mo'er said coldly.

The receptionist became flustered. "What right do you have to order me around?"

Fang Mo'er smiled coldly. "Believe it or not, I could get you fired immediately."

The receptionist walked out sullenly and lead her upstairs.

Fang Mo'er realized then that she had overestimated Mu Chen's company.

Only the first to third floors of this building belonged to Creative Entertainment.

The fourth to twenty-first floors belonged to other companies instead.

When they reached the third floor, Fang Mo'er was brought to Mu Chen's office door.

The receptionist turned around and walked back into the elevator. She immediately sent Fang Mo'er's photo to the company group chat.

"Look at that, Fang Mo'er is showing off her wealth!"

Bai Rong: "That's her inheritance from her mother. It's not her fault that she's rich."

The receptionist replied, "She uses the circumstances of her birth to bully others. It's people like these that I hate the most."

Bai Rong replied, "Don't say that."

In the President's office.

There was a loud bang.

Mu Chen threw the cup in his hand in Fang Mo'er's direction. "So, you still know how to come to this company!"

Fang Mo'er turned her head to the side, and the cup smashed into the wall behind her.

If not for Fang Mo'er's quick reaction, she would surely have been disfigured.

Fang Mo'er narrowed her eyes. Was this man so fearless just because her original form had liked him?

Mu Chen had waited a long time in the lyrics department.

The theme song this company produced had not yet been confirmed as the official theme song. Other entertainment companies were competing to be selected as well.

The producers of the television series only needed to choose the one that they were most satisfied with.

However, Mu Chen was not satisfied with all the work that had been submitted thus far. He knew that only Fang Mo'er's works could hit the mark every time.

Hence, he had patiently waited for a long time.

He had not expected that he would have to wait for two hours.

"Well, since you don't want to see me, I'll just leave immediately then." Fang Mo'er's expression turned cold as she turned around to leave.

"Stop!

"You can leave if you want to. Just hand the song over to me first!" Mu Chen hurriedly called out to her.

"This company is determined for our theme song to be selected." Mu Chen was also insistent that Little Rong had to be the one to sing this song.

Fang Mo'er slowly turned around. She said confidently, "Are you doing this for Bai Rong?"

Mu Chen's eyes flashed and opened his mouth to say something.

However, on second thought, it seemed to him that Fang Mo'er was indeed jealous and that had to be the reason why she was angry with him.

Mu Chen said, "It's all for the company. Isn't my company also your company?

"The company needs this song now. Mo'er, please hand the song over to me first.

"Now is not the time to be willful."

Subconsciously, Mu Chen had fallen back on his tactic of using his fake emotions to confuse her and coax her into putting her wholehearted effort into this.

"Oh!" Fang Mo'er seemed to relax slightly. "So, your company is my company?"

Mu Chen quickly nodded. "Of course, I've already said before that half of the company is yours."

These had all merely been verbal agreements. Naturally, Mu Chen would not be willing to give her half of the company's shares.

Fang Mo'er took a document out from her bag.

She handed it to him. "All those are merely empty words without proof. You need to sign this."

Mu Chen took it and looked at it. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood. It was a share transfer contract.

Fang Mo'er looked at his embarrassed expression without moving.

She watched as Mu Chen's hand slowly tightened and then loosened again.

He casually threw the document on the table before pulling a long face. "Mo'er, there are only ten minutes left until the deadline. Are you sure you want to throw this tantrum with me now?

"Everyone in this company worked overtime in order to get this theme song done, yet you dared to turn up late!

"Even Little Rong got her friends to help write a song for the company! What about you? What have you done?

"Here you are, still pestering me at such an important moment!

"I'm so disappointed in you!"