I just got divorced, and the female CEO is already clinging to me.

Chapter 20: A true king never complains about his environment.

"Of course, it is my honor that Qingrou has taken a liking to me."

I don't have anything particularly impressive to offer, except that I was the top scorer in the college entrance examination in Hedong City back then.

He declined special offers from Peking University and MIT, choosing instead to stay in Hedong City to meet Qingrou.

You probably also think that without Qingrou, what right do I, someone from a poor family, have to sit here and debate with you?

Admittedly, social classes in this world are already very rigid, and students from poor families need to put in a thousand times more effort to stand out.

However, the king never complains about the environment. Don't tell me that ten years of hard study is no match for three generations of businessmen.

I, Ye Cheng, have never believed in fate; I only believe in my own strength.

It is your honor, not mine, that you are able to see me today.

After all, you bunch of good-for-nothings won't have many more chances to see me in the future.

Ye Cheng's words pierced Wu Hao and the others' hearts like sharp knives.

Wu Hao, who had been busy taking photos and remained uninvolved, was so angry when he heard Ye Cheng's words that he turned off his phone, jumped up, and shouted, "You bastard Ye, who the hell are you calling a good-for-nothing!"

Ye Cheng said solemnly, "Hey, don't misunderstand, I'm not targeting you, but all of you are just good-for-nothings!"

Shen Qingrou laughed without restraint: "What, my husband said you're all good-for-nothings, and you're not convinced?"

If you're not convinced, fine. If you're so capable, why don't you try getting into a university in Beijing?

It doesn't matter if I don't get into a university in Beijing; at least I can make the family business bigger and stronger.

My Shen Group awaits your challenge.

If you're too scared, then keep it to yourself!

Wu Hao trembled with rage: "Fine, fine, so you want to play this game? Just you wait!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

The others glared at Ye Cheng resentfully before leaving as well.

Taking advantage of the situation, Shen Qingrou said, "Manager Zhou, see the guests out and remember to collect their service fee."

The room can be returned, but the money is non-refundable.

Zhou Chunhong looked at Shen Qingrou with a troubled expression and asked in a low voice, "Is this appropriate?"

Shen Qingrou snorted coldly: "We finally caught a few big fish, why don't we take this opportunity to slaughter them?"

"Let them cause trouble and see what happens! This is Shen's Group territory!"

Seeing Shen Qingrou's domineering attitude, Zhou Chunhong felt emboldened and followed her out via the staff elevator.

The building was deserted. Shen Qingrou looked at Ye Cheng with admiration and said with regret, "Why did you refuse the admission to Beijing University back then? Perhaps we could have met sooner."

Ye Cheng smiled and said, "Perhaps it's just not meant to be."

"Fate?" Shen Qingrou muttered to herself, "Is he my fate, or are you my destiny?"

If he were in this situation today, would he be as fearless as you?

Ye Cheng doesn't want to be a substitute. Even if you look down on me, it doesn't matter. But if you ask me to replace someone else, I'd rather leave.

"He is him, I am me, he is the only one in this world, and I am also the only one in this world."

Shen Qingrou suddenly leaned down to Ye Cheng's ear, gently biting his earlobe, and murmured, "But I still love him. You are just a substitute for him in the end."

Ye Cheng sensed a hint of danger and quickly said, "It's okay, whatever makes you happy. I'm tired, can I go back and rest?"

Shen Qingrou smiled triumphantly, straightened up, and instructed Wang Jingjing, "Take good care of my husband."

After witnessing Ye Cheng confront a group of spoiled brats, Wang Jingjing, an ordinary person, developed a heartfelt admiration for him.

They felt that Ye Cheng was a source of pride for ordinary people like them.

Especially that line, "A true champion never complains about his circumstances. I, Ye Cheng, have never believed in fate; I only believe in my own strength!"

These words struck right to the core of Wang Jingjing's soul.

On the way back to the living room, Wang Jingjing said sincerely, "Mr. Ye, from now on you will be my idol. It is my great honor to be your caregiver."

Ye Cheng smiled and said, "It's not that exaggerated. I'm just an ordinary person."

You're so beautiful, I'm honored to have you as my caregiver.

However, good looks are a gift from God, not something we can squander.

Wang Jingjing nodded: "I didn't understand before. I thought that being good-looking would allow me to marry into a better family, but I understand now."

It turns out that a beautiful appearance can only satisfy the desires of the powerful and wealthy; they don't treat ordinary people like us the same way.

Only wisdom can earn dignity.

Ye Cheng praised, "You're very good; you grasped it immediately."

So, what are you going to do about the hint my wife just gave you?

Wang Jingjing's face instantly turned bright red: "You could tell?"

Ye Cheng said, "My wife is so intelligent, how could I possibly hire a restless person to be my caregiver?"

Wang Jingjing was filled with shame: "So you knew from the very beginning?"

Ye Cheng smiled without saying anything, and only said when he stepped into the elevator, "I don't know anything, so don't feel pressured."

Shen Qingrou walked to the window of the tea room, looking out at the distant mountains that resembled giant beasts, seemingly lost in thought.

As night deepened, Ye Cheng did not receive Wang Jingjing's probing, but instead received a visit from Zhou Chunhong.

She carried a pot of tea into Ye Cheng's room: "This tea is made with top-quality saffron. It promotes blood circulation, relieves depression, and calms the mind. Drinking a cup before bed will prevent insomnia."

Looking at Zhou Chunhong, who still retained her charm, Ye Cheng thought to himself: "If someone is being overly solicitous, they must have ulterior motives. Could it be that this pretty aunt is also trying to seduce me?"

Or is Shen Qingrou going to test me in two ways?

"Manager Zhou, you're very kind."

Ye Cheng took the teacup, smelled it, and, finding no unusual odor, took a small sip.

"You didn't come just to bring me tea, did you?"

Zhou Chunhong smiled slightly: "I didn't know Mr. Ye was so outstanding until tonight."

Therefore, I do indeed have something I would like to ask Mr. Ye.

Ye Cheng humbly replied, "Manager Zhou is a senior colleague. If you can't solve this problem, I might not be able to either."

Zhou Chunhong said, "Ability is not judged by age."

Mr. Ye has been staying at the hotel for two days now, so he must have a general understanding of how it operates.

The chairman came to inspect the area today and was very dissatisfied with the situation.

They gave us a month to increase our revenue.

If there is still no improvement in profitability after a month, the property will be sold to someone else.

Mr. Ye may not know that this hotel was chosen and built by President Shen; it was the first property she took over after joining the Shen Group.

Ye Cheng understood what Zhou Chunhong meant.

"The hotel's poor performance is largely due to its location. It's in a remote area, and it's already a miracle that it can stay afloat."

However, being remote has its advantages; living here allows you to enjoy fresh air and tranquility.

Even the best wine needs advertising; to increase sales, you first need to advertise.

Zhou Chunhong said, "We've thought of that too, but advertising requires applying for funding from the group, and the chairman might not agree to this expense."

Even if they agree, they'll probably make demands regarding revenue.

Therefore, advertising carries certain risks and is not the best option.

It seems that conventional methods are not working.

Ye Cheng fell into deep thought.

"I'm sorry, Manager Zhou, I can't think of a better idea right now."

Zhou Chunhong refilled Ye Cheng's teacup, put the teapot down, and bowed slightly, saying, "I should apologize for disturbing Mr. Ye's rest."

No rush, we have at least ten days.

After saying that, she took her leave.

Watching Zhou Chunhong's departing figure, Ye Cheng asked Wang Jingjing, "Where's President Shen?"