Strongest Guard

Min Rou had almost run for her life. Her shoulder had even knocked against the door frame, making her feel as if she was in pain.    

    

"What's there to be shy about? You're not his aunt, really."    

    

Yue Zitong curled her lips in disdain as she temporarily restrained her displeasure and focused on her work.    

    

There was also a newspaper clipping mixed in with the document, which Min Rou had deliberately cut for her to see.    

    

Kaihuang Group was Yue Zitong's dowry, and was also the guarantee for both mother and daughter to live happily in the future. Thus, after she retires, no matter who she marries, she will have to properly manage the company, striving to forcefully expand it.    

    

When Min Rou was first selected as secretary, Director Yue told her to pay more attention if she found important news about the company's products in the media.    

    

It said that late next month, the nineteenth session of the General Assembly of Socks Union would be held in Mexico City. At that time, hundreds of the world's most famous socks companies would send a delegation over there to participate in the gathering.    

    

During the meeting, not only will we discuss the direction and trend of the stocking industry, but more importantly, we will also have the opportunity to cooperate with the world-famous stocking industry and compare the three awards.    

    

Once a product from a certain company wins a gold medal, Socks Union will go to great lengths to promote it to the whole world. Several of the most famous brands in the world have won gold medals before, and within four years of winning a certain German brand, annual sales have reached a horrendous 200 million euros.    

    

Two hundred million euros! If it was converted into RMB, how much money would it be?    

    

Yue Zitong was moved, as if she could see billions of yuan waving at her -- but then she was depressed.    

    

The main business of Kaihuang Group was related to women. It involved many industries, such as cosmetics, clothing, shoes, socks, etc.    

    

However, Kaihuang Group was a product that did not reveal itself in the world. Forget about the fame of the products compared to those international brands, if Yue Clan didn't have connections, they would not even be able to create a market in the province.    

    

It was known that women's money was the easiest to earn, so the competition in this industry was also the cruelest. Those who made money really made money, but not those who made money — they could only throw it in.    

    

When outsiders mentioned it, Qingshan's Kaihuang Group had a market value of one billion, and he was also a rich person in the city center. He looked like he was very rich, but in reality, all of this was just an exaggeration ….    

    

Wu knew better than anyone that if she were to take out tens of millions of dollars to take a round of casinos in Macau, it could lead to the collapse of the company's capital.    

    

There was nothing that could be done about it. Kaihuang Group's predecessor was originally a private military enterprise, and the majority of the employees at the bottom levels were the families of retired soldiers. His salary was high, his salary was good, and his boss only made a little money.    

    

Two years ago, when she took over the position of president of Kaihuang Group, Yue Zitong began to think about how she could achieve a breakthrough and create a genuine international brand from the myriad of products she produced.    

    

As long as you can produce an international brand, you will be able to develop a series of products based on it. At that time, you will be able to concentrate on operating that brand.    

    

After more than half a year of research and deliberation, Yue Zitong chose the stocking industry.    

    

In the eyes of ordinary people, socks could never be linked to luxury goods. socks on a treasure net could be bought at a price of ten yuan, so no matter how big the profit was, how big it was?    

    

In a modern society where panties could be sold for hundreds of dollars apiece, any product could become a gold-sucking animal that could support thousands or even tens of thousands of employees.    

    

Thus, in the past year or so, Yue Zitong had tightened her belt and put out tens of millions of yuan into special funds to develop female stockings. She had also achieved quite a good result – however, no matter how good the product was, it was useless for her to be famous.    

    

"If only my Fairy Beauty could participate in this time's General Assembly of Socks Union."    

    

After carefully reading the financial news, Yue Zitong let out a faint sigh.    

    

Fairy Beauty, is a brand of silk stockings developed with special funds from Kaihuang Group. Since their launch half a year ago, they have sold a total of 345 pairs, of which more than half of them were free gifts.    

    

Yue Zitong was incredibly eager to have her profound energy stocking to participate in this session's General Assembly of Socks Union, but it was only desire. She didn't even have the qualifications to receive an invitation, so there was no need to talk about other things.    

    

Silk stockings originated from ancient Rome and grew up in Britain. Currently, most of the famous brands in the world were in the Western countries. According to the financial news, only three invitations were received in China and they were the three most famous brands in the country.    

    

Kaihuang Group had only been sold for more than three hundred years old, if one wanted to obtain Alliance Assembly's invitation letter, it would be similar to how the National Football Team was able to become the world's champion.    

    

Yue Zitong didn't want to think about whether it would hurt to fall, so she decided to give it a try. Maybe the heavens pitied her and it wasn't easy to live, so they really gave her a chance?    

    

"If I try, I will definitely fail. However, if I don't try, I won't even have the chance to fail."    

    

Director Yue muttered. He picked up his phone and quickly dialed a number.    

    

Just as he was about to hang up, a lazy yet extremely sexy female voice came out from the phone, "Little darling, disturbing people's dreams so early in the morning, aren't you afraid that you'll be left alone for the rest of your life?"    

    

In the entire world, only Helan Xiaoxin would dare to speak to her in such a tone when she was on the phone with Yue Zitong.    

    

"It's already past nine, right? Are you still awake?"    

    

A happy smile appeared on Yue Zitong's face as she said frivolously, "Tell me honestly, how many strong men are lying beside you right now? Last night, I had to drive a few more degrees before I tired you out like this. "    

    

If Min Rou was present, she would definitely be so surprised that her jaw dropped: Is this still the cold and stern Director Yue?    

    

"Seventeen or eighteen, line up to serve me. The faster they move, the faster they will move … Little baby, why don't you try?"    

    

It was said that when women talked about similar topics, they would be open to letting men admit defeat. It wasn't fake at all.    

    

"F * ck off, I don't have a good appetite like you. You should just keep it for yourself."    

    

Yue Zitong scolded with a smile, and started to talk business, "When do you plan to come to Qingshan City? I've already prepared your office for you. "According to your idea, it should be a standard 6 star treatment."    

    

"Little Sister Xin is thankful for the 3-star treatment. How could she expect a 6-star treatment. Do you really think I don't know that little darling is a miser and always keep the habit of giving a dollar for free to squeeze everyone dry?"    

    

Helan Xiaoxin sighed from the other side. "Sigh, I had wanted to come over to your place as soon as I got home, but my mother's health isn't very good. As a child, of course I have to be filial."    

    

"Auntie's high blood pressure again?"    

    

"I've been sick for too long. I can't get angry. If I get angry, I'll show others my true colors."    

    

"I'm afraid I'm still angered by you?"    

    

"Anger is also an important part of living, right?"    

    

Helan Xiaoxin chuckled coquettishly and said, "Alright, enough soy sauce. It's real."    

    

"Last time I heard you brag, that in the four years abroad, you have made friends with many famous people in the west, and there are also people like the British Queen's groom."    

    

After a little bit of sarcasm, Yue Zitong's smile disappeared, "I just want to ask if I can get an invitation to General Assembly of Socks Union."    

    

"General Assembly of Socks Union?"    

    

Helan Xiaoxin asked: "The convention that will be held in Mexico City next month?"    

    

"Little Sister Xin, you are indeed an expert in controlling stockings. Your words are correct."    

    

Yue Zitong raised her white thumb and waved it in front of her phone as if Helan Xiaoxin could see it.    

    

"You dare to dream of participating in such a heavyweight exhibition with those tattered socks made by your company?"    

    

You will soon be the Vice President of Kaihuang Group. "" Correct.    

    

"Fine."    

    

Helan Xiaoxin thought for a while before replying, "Not much hope."    

    

"How many points?"    

    

Yue Zitong's eyes lit up as she hurriedly asked.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin only said that the chances weren't high, but it didn't mean that there was no hope at all. This proved that there was still a way.    

    

"Ten percent at most."    

    

Helan Xiaoxin gave a cautious answer, "That's it. I still have to use my old relationship for many years. However, even if I can get you an invitation, if you want to win an award in the convention for your socks … Tsk tsk, I'm guessing that you have to marry me and be willing to serve Sister Xin for the rest of your life. "    

    

Yue Zitong agreed immediately. "Alright, then I'll serve you for the rest of your life!"    

    

"I like my tongue--"    

    

"Scram!"    

    

Yue Zitong's face turned red as she cursed in a low voice.    

    

"Hmph hmph, my little darling, you won't be able to escape, you're bound to be a part of our Helan Family for the rest of your life!"    

    

Helan Xiaoxin snickered a few times and said before she hung up the phone, "I'll confirm it for you by next Monday at the latest."    

    

After putting down the phone that had gone black, the smile on Yue Zitong's face slowly disappeared.    

    

According to her understanding of Helan Xiaoxin, as long as she was willing to use her old relationship and spare no effort in the task, it was still possible for her to obtain an invitation card.    

    

What really troubled Yue Zitong was her last sentence.    

    

How could Director Yue not understand, what did Helan Xiaoxin mean when she said that she was destined to become someone with Helan Family in her entire life?    

    

It was just that she wanted to help Holan Fusu pursue Yue Zitong, that's all. This was the main reason why she was willing to let go of her position and become Kaihuang Group's vice president.    

    

If it were not for Lee Nanfang's existence, even if Helan Xiaoxin didn't work so hard, Yue Zitong would have still chosen Holan Fusu. She admired that man's demeanor and his positive attitude towards him.    

    

The tall and handsome Holan Fusu definitely met the expectations of all girls. He was at least a hundred times stronger than a scumbag —    

    

When Yue Zitong thought of this, the heroic image of Holan Fusu appeared in her mind. He was as fierce and powerful as a leopard. Sweat dripped from his bronze colored skin, intoxicating a girl's heart.    

    

But this morning, Yue Zitong told Lee Nanfang that she would never marry Holan Fusu.    

    

"Sigh, we're both men, but why is the difference so huge?"    

    

When Holan Fusu appeared in front of her eyes, he was gradually replaced by Lee Nanfang's cunning smile. Yue Zitong couldn't help but slightly sigh.    

    

Speak of the devil, the devil is here.    

    

Before Yue Zitong could finish sighing, the door was kicked open with the tip of her foot. A certain person with his hands in his pockets, whistling as he walked in.    

    

Director Yue's face immediately darkened. He raised his right hand and pointed at the door with his index finger.