After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 214: So, Mr. Si’s so-called suppression is actually providing support?

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Chapter 214: Chapter 214: So, Mr. Si’s so-called suppression is actually providing support?

After hanging up the phone, Si Chenli looked at her face that had lost its smile and his large hand instinctively tightened. He moved his lips, wanting to say something, but he didn’t know what.

To immediately admit a mistake and clarify that it was his assistant’s misunderstanding would make him seem too eager to please.

After all, he was the one who had been dumped. It was only natural for him to be a bit angry...

He had been able to control his emotions, but the moment Sang Qiao turned her head to leave, Si Chenli panicked. He quickly followed and grabbed her wrist.

"I didn’t mean to target your company."

"It doesn’t matter. Rumor has it that Mr. Si holds grudges. Taking your anger out on my small, insignificant company is understandable," Sang Qiao said as she pulled her hand back and continued to walk away, her expression calm.

She didn’t look back, and the colder she acted, the harder it was to see how angry she really was.

Si Chenli watched the young girl’s figure get further and further away. He clenched his hand into a fist and punched the nearby wall, his face darkening as he took out his phone and dialed his assistant.

"Get up here."

"Yes."

The assistant came to Mr. Si with a grim face, completely unaware of what he had done to displease Mr. Si this time.

"Mr. Si, do you have any orders?"

"Who gave you the courage to make Rose Entertainment lose all its partnerships?" Si Chenli’s words were filled with barely concealed anger. He knew all too well how much the young girl cared about her company.

All he wanted was to scare her into coming to see him.

"But... wasn’t it you who said you wanted to suppress Rose Entertainment?" The assistant was utterly confused; he had followed his boss’s instructions, so how could he be wrong again?

"I told you to pressure them, not to drive them into a dead end. Give them back all the contracts now."

Si Chenli looked extremely embarrassed. He glanced at his phone, his grip tightening. He wanted to call her but then remembered she didn’t like to be fawned over or seem too lowly.

"Yes, yes, yes."

The assistant felt despair. Wasn’t suppression supposed to bankrupt the other company? If not by dealing with contracts, how else could they cause their bankruptcy? Judging by Mr. Si’s attitude, was he supposed to support them instead?

He only blamed himself for being too stupid to understand that Mr. Si didn’t really care about Miss Sang Qiao dumping him.

It was merely a childish display of suppression, and he was the only one who took it seriously.

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Meng Jiahe was livid with the CEO when she was just about to take a taxi back to the company.

Suddenly, the CEO chased after her, "Miss Meng, let’s sign the contract. I didn’t realize who I was dealing with just now and believed some false news. How could Mr. Si possibly say he’d suppress your company?"

Meng Jiahe: "?" Was the CEO crazy? It had been less than ten minutes.

"Is a fifty-fifty split not satisfactory? How about this, your company gets sixty, we get forty, and that’s it. I’ve brought the pen, just sign it."

The CEO smiled ingratiatingly, his oily skin almost shining with the effort.

Meng Jiahe’s brows furrowed even tighter. Could this be some new ploy by Si Chenli designed to put her company in debt?

During her moment of hesitation, the CEO was tormented with worry. If they couldn’t sign a deal with Rose Entertainment, their agreement with the Si Family would be utterly ruined.

He clenched his teeth and said with a pained expression, "A thirty-seventy split! I’ve already given a lot."

"Out with it. What’s wrong with the contract? Or are you playing some sort of game again?"

Meng Jiahe narrowed her eyes as she sized up the boss’s posture, who clearly wasn’t even willing to concede to a fifty-fifty split just moments ago, showing an attitude that they were only worthy of forty percent. And now, he was giving up so much?

"I swear there’s no issue, I just misunderstood Mr. Si’s intentions earlier. Please be generous and forgive my oversight, and sign the contract with me."

The boss was in agony; it was the Si Family’s assistant who had relayed the wrong message, but he was the one suffering the consequences.

"Oh, is that so." Meng Jiahe then finally took the contract, read through it carefully to make sure there were no problems, and happily signed her name on the party B line.

"Thirty-seventy in your favor."

"Right, have a safe trip."

"Pleasure doing business." Without hesitation, Meng Jiahe got into her car and left.

When she returned to Rose Entertainment, she heard that Sang Qiao was already back. Taking the elevator straight to Sang Qiao’s office, Meng Jiahe went to find her.

Sang Qiao sat in front of her desk, still looking over the contract, seeming fully prepared to completely fall out with the Si Family.

Seeing all the documents, Meng Jiahe couldn’t help but chuckle, "Qiaoqiao, it’s not that serious. The boss came out, and before ten minutes had passed, he was back, begging me to sign the contract and conceding a lot of benefits."

Hearing this, Sang Qiao put down her pen and looked up, "Really?"

"Of course. I even asked the receptionist when I got back. All those who were going to break the contract came back to sign again, and their attitude couldn’t be better. I think your Si Chenli is just playing house with you."

Meng Jiahe was really amused; it was the first time she had seen someone oppress others like this.

Sang Qiao glanced at the company information on her computer and saw indeed that many contracts had come back.

She was quite angry before, but now she inexplicably felt like laughing. It really did seem like playing house.

"Aren’t you supposed to be sweet-talking Mr. Si? Go on and do it. He might think you’re not planning on seeing him, so he’s just putting on a show. If he really wanted to suppress us, he wouldn’t have waited for you to get back; he would have taken action earlier. Waiting for you to return before acting clearly shows he did it just for you to see."

Meng Jiahe was happy for Sang Qiao. Even without knowing that Qiaoqiao left him because she was sick, Si Chenli couldn’t bring himself to do anything that would hurt Qiaoqiao, which showed he truly liked Qiaoqiao.

"No rush, let me finish reading the ’Complete Guide to Chasing Husbands’ first." Sang Qiao pulled out the book from the drawer.

Meng Jiahe: "...!" There was no need to be so serious.

She feared that a direct kiss and some affection from Sang Qiao would do the trick, regardless of any plan.

"Knock knock."

"Sister Qiao, there’s a contract from the Si Family, which needs to be delivered to you in person."

"Come in."

The middle-aged lady immediately came in with the contract and placed it on the desk.

Sang Qiao flipped through a few pages, and Meng Jiahe watched too. Once they finished looking at it, they exchanged glances. This was hardly a partnership contract—it was clearly a contract that benefited Rose Entertainment unilaterally.

The middle-aged lady: "The Si Family’s representative is waiting downstairs. They said that Sister Qiao just needs to sign it and let them take it back, no need for you to go in person."

"Pfft, I seem to hear another message; the contract is compensatory, not conciliatory. And here I am still angry!" Meng Jiahe couldn’t help bursting into laughter.

It was truly hard to believe that Mr. Si could be so childish when he liked someone – if she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes.

"Tell him to go, I’ll deliver it myself," Sang Qiao said without signing, as she casually put the contract back in the drawer.

"Understood." The middle-aged lady immediately left.

"Why bother with any husband chasing guide? Just pack yourself up and go." Meng Jiahe urged.

"Going there twice in one day seems too desperate," Sang Qiao said solemnly, shaking her head.

Mainly, Si Chenli had snubbed her too much today; she didn’t want to be the subject of the receptionist’s amusement twice in the same day. It would be better to let him cool down before she approached him.