Substitute Bride's Daring Escape with the Ball — The Tyrannical CEO Goes Mad

In the dimly lit office, the gloom deepened as the last trace of twilight faded on the horizon. The sole source of light emanated from the wall-mounted television broadcasting local news. "The newly appointed CEO of A City's Universal Building, An Huaishen, is about to marry Rong Xi Ruan, the heiress of the long-established daily chemical company, Rong's Group." "Universal Building urgently needs a transformative path, and the commercial union between An Huaishen and Rong's heiress is seen as a strategic move." "A City's stock market experiences significant turbulence." The mechanical voice of the news announcer echoed from the television. The person who had been sitting in the office chair like a sculpture finally stirred. Clearly defined joints revealed faintly protruding blue veins on the hands. With a flip, the wrist adorned an expensive Swiss masterfully crafted watch, capable of extinguishing a competitor's wrist with a single turn. As the crimson hand on the moving watch shifted slightly, a grim scar was revealed. Like a fleshy vine attempting to break free from its shell. The meticulously tailored haute couture now bore wrinkles, the waistcoat violently torn open, exposing a dark gray shirt with a few missing buttons. Revealing a robust chest. Surprisingly, irregular scars adorned the well-defined, muscular chest. Extending like tentacles downward. Then hiding in the coverage of the trousers. This was all that Zhang Cheng could see within his line of sight. Yet, he still felt that he had seen too much. After all, this seemingly decadent CEO had systematically shattered the rumors about the second young master of the An family in the past six months. With an iron-fisted approach, he not only quickly secured the CEO position at Universal Building but also internally cleansed nearly one-fifth of the employees, including senior executives. During that time, internal panic spread within the company, and before the onlookers could react, An Huaishen had retrieved the business that Universal had lost during the chaos. He also dug a pit for the enthusiastic Shen family, who thought they had taken advantage of Universal. Thinking that they had seized Universal, the Shen family had actually acquired a "feng shui treasure" that was about to be prohibited for development. Shen Congbiao's expression must have been quite entertaining, with all the liquid assets locked in that venture. Exiting the elevator on the 22nd floor of Universal Building, located in A City's top commercial district, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but marvel. This used to be his department's office. However, since his return, he had ordered the CEO's office to be moved from the top floor to the 22nd floor. From then on, the 22nd floor of Universal Building transformed from a grid of cubicles into a presence that made everyone nervous when riding the elevator. Because the Lord of Death sat here, colder than hell. Observing the silent office, Zhang Cheng felt more resigned and regretful than nervous or afraid. As the person closest to An Huaishen, he naturally knew what tomorrow's wedding meant for him. Endless humiliation and helplessness. Raising his hand to knock, three consistent but not too long knocks. A moment of silence inside. A deep and hoarse voice sounded, "Come in." After entering, Zhang Cheng silently placed the documents in his hands on the table and then lowered his head, clasping his hands in front of him as he retreated to the window. As if he hadn't seen the messy pile of bottles and ashtrays filled with cigarette butts on the table. An Huaishen moved the cigarette in his hand to the other side, lazily flicking his fingertips. Picking up the documents and looking at the photo stained with cigarette ash, as if the dust of fate bound the woman inside, ultimately tarnishing that innocence and joy. Looking at the smiling face in the photo, probably a graduation picture, the person inside smiled in ignorance. The curvature of the lips was truly dissatisfying. The Rong family sent a fake heiress to deceive him. How amusing. Rong Hui Cheng, that old man, was really cunning. A sleeping wolf at home, and a fierce dog outside. All wanting to dismantle him!