Mama's Princess Is Daddy's Beloved

The next day, the risen sun in the sky was the mark of enthusiasm for some people. At Oriental Spark Fashion Agency's conference room, CEO Jiang was sitting at the head of the table with a faint smile of contentment over his lips. Many other people were rounding around the table.

Few were familiar faces in the group while few were unknown. Among them, the most prominent one was CEO Fu from Galaxy Light Fashion Agency, the agency that nurtured Wen Sying's career to its peak.

Seeing him present in the room, many gossips were in the air as the people could not help but try their best to assume the things happening around them. Some were complaining about the merger of the two rival agencies while some were cheering for the better scopes that were bound to come with this merger.

Under everyone's contemplating gazes, CEO Fu came to lean more beside the relative older man. "CEO Jiang, I would still say that this is not a wise decision of you leaving the position. Merging with us, this agency was bound to make good profits and sticking to your position, you could also enjoy the benefits", he suddenly suggested with a good amiable smile on his face.

But the old man was quite better in reading the real intentions even behind their fake expressions and also a concern. Laughing out a small peal of laughter, he began with great nonchalance, "CEO Fu, I can see how much you are getting concerned about me and I really appreciate it. But I am not taking retirement abruptly. The year and time had always been in my plans. So, I don't think I have any heart to take more benefits from this agency."

CEO Jiang plainly said as his eyes went to look at the entrance door of the room. The assistant standing by his side got a little down to whisper his words in the old man's ears, "Sir, Mr Zheng is not yet here and it's already time for us to begin the meeting. Should we give him a call?"

Hearing the words of his secretary, the old CEO also pulled up his hands to check the time on his watch. No doubt it was already time to begin the meeting. His eyes darted to look at the man who was trying his best to hide his worry and anxiousness behind his façade of affable smiles while looking at him.

Replying his gaze with an equal smile, he directed his words to his secretary and said, "It's fine, Hong. Don't disturb Mr Zheng this early. There is still time to strike the sharp scheduled moment, so just wait. Furthermore, it's not like we can start this meeting in his absence. Mr Zheng is now the new decision-maker of this agency. His presence has its own importance. Am I right, CEO Fu?"

CEO Fu was in his own stream of thoughts. When he heard the sudden mention of his name from the old man's lips, he was snapped back only to feel confused under the stressing eyes of the old man.

"I said, won't it be better to wait for Mr Zheng to arrive? After all, today onwards, his new appointed CEO would be the one taking my position in this agency". The old man repeated the context again for a better understanding, but the goodness was the last thing in his thoughts. He was just taunting the man, knowing the thoughts that were keeping him worried.

"Yes, yes, we should wait for Mr Zheng's arrival", CEO Fu hurriedly replied and then also added, "And also, CEO Jiang, don't yet think to leave this agency. Maybe Mr Zheng has got some good offers for you that you cannot deny and decides to remain in the agency for some more years. Your lifelong experience in the field is still an important asset that we can't ignore".

To his words, CEO Jiang only let out a chuckle with a nod. But didn't intend any words. Right then a staff came in to inform, "Sir, Mr Zheng is already here".

The old CEO nodded to him. Though it wasn't needed, still he stood up in welcome. The other people also followed his suit as they came to notice Zheng Wenting entering the conference room with a lady wrapping her arms around him all intimately. Without any say the people already knew who the lady hanging beside him was!

That was Wen Sying, who's the story with Zheng Wenting was already infamous in the country. Not like it was something worth praising in people's thoughts. It was just a regular foul story of friendship where the woman snatched away from her own best friend's boyfriend. Without giving any importance or loyalty to their long years of bonding.

Wen Sying has good lucks in her account that never made anyone criticize her for her deeds. Even when everyone knew that she was in the bad, people decided to ignore it with utter irrelevance. Because when all these things happened people were busy excoriating Li Xue for the dirty scandal as if except her no one else was worth their criticisms.

Wen Sying's lips curled up in a polite smile as she looked at the CEO of her agency. "CEO Fu!" She greeted and then turned slightly to give the same polite greeting to the other one too. "CEO Jiang!"

Mr Fu's expressions became prideful finding the woman's presence. Puffing his chest all with arrogance, he looked at the other old CEO, showing who was on the winning side and who was at the losing end.

Without any say, with Wen Sying, his agency's model standing by the side of the ultimate boss, Zheng Wenting, he was on the superior side. This was his moment to boast and there is no way he would let go of this opportunity.

But to his disappointment, his boasting served no purpose because CEO Jiang simply didn't mind looking at his side of the prideful story.

Simply giving a smile to the woman's greeting, he turned his attention to Zheng Wenting and said, "Mr Zheng, still being the CEO of this agency, I welcome you. Please take a seat. We are already at the scheduled time of the meeting".

Zheng Wenting gave a nod and then taking Wen Sying along with him went to take the seat. Getting himself settled at the other extreme head of the table, he said, "CEO Jiang seems to be quite in a hurry. Is it because of your scheduled lunch meeting with your former registered model, Li Xue? I have heard she has requested a meet up with you"

The expression on CEO Jiang's face paused a little but the confidence in his aged eyes did not waver. His head slightly turned to look meaningfully at his secretary who had guiltily kept his head down. Smiling a little to no one or nothing particular, he readily accepted, "Yes, I do have plans later. After all, everyone is bound to have a life out of their profession. And after retirement, that's the life I am planning to enjoy. Meeting my relatives and protégé will be one of the ways of mine. I don't find my-soon-to-be former work management having any problem with that".