THE WITCH CEO IS NOT A DEMONESS

Chapter 1 - Granpa Says 'You Will'

Is this how you do your work?! If you think the company needs a worker like you, you must be dreaming. What are you all doing? Redo everything!! I’ll give you a week’s time to sort this out. You better not disappoint me, or else--- meeting adjourned!"

Without blinking an eye, Feng Jiu left the conference room and returned to her office.

Witch, Demoness, Asura--- Feng Jiu was aware of all those name-calls behind her back, but she did not care about it. All that she had to do was to make sure that her grandfather’s company would not go bankrupt and would continue to prosper.

"Madam, here are the recent reports about the stock market." Ming Yue placed the papers on the table.

Feng Jiu grabbed the folder and silently read the context. Few seconds later, her brows wrinkled in a tight knot. She could not help but slap the table angrily.

*slam*

"What is the meaning of this? Is Lu Corporation trying to monopolize everything?!"

Ming Yue and the two assistants flinched. Ming Yue saw her two assistants looked at her pitifully and could not help but sigh internally. ’Madam, you can’t force them to stop if they don’t want to.’

"The Lu Corporation is starting to get cocky. Do they think that they can crush my Feng International and replace us? Who’s behind this? Is this the work of old man Lu?"

Feng Jiu organized herself and tried to suppress her anger. Lu Corporation and Feng International were not enemies in the business world because both companies had different line of work.

"No, Madam. Rumors that the eldest grandson of Chairman Lu will take over the company soon. After the change of management, they will undergo expansion and will enter our market this year."

Hearing Ming Yue’s words, Feng Jiu inwardly cursed. ’Damn it!!’

Feng Jiu clenched her fists. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "How much time do we have before the Lu Corporation enters our market?"

Ming Yue fell silent. She was afraid to tell Feng Jiu the truth.

"Speak. How long?" There was no trace of emotion on Feng Jiu’s face, but her words were full of coldness.

"Answering Madam, we only have a month’s time left. Two months at most." Ming Yue gulped. She was afraid that anytime soon, all of them that were inside the office would die without a burial.

Feng Jiu did not speak but Ming Yue felt the chilling air effortlessly penetrated in every bone of her body. ’Urgh.. So cold... I want to go home.’ Ming Yue wanted to cry but lacked tears to shed.

Suddenly, a laugher echoed inside the office. That laugher was full of malice which made Ming Yue and her two assistants involuntary cower together. The two assistants were trying their best not to fall from standing. Their legs were shaking badly. ’Uh..urgh.. Madam is so scary.’

"Hao! If they want to swallow everything, I, Feng Jiu, am not going to surrender without a fight. Since they wanted to trample my Feng International, they better prepare for the worst. This Lady is not easy to bully!"

Suddenly, Feng Jiu’s phone rang. Looking at the screen, Feng Jiu saw her grandfather’s name appeared on the screen.

"Yue, contact all the stockholders. Make an appointment for our emergency meeting three days later."

After giving some instructions to Ming Yue, Feng Jiu answered the call.

"Yeye[1]? What’s wrong? Why did you call?"

"You, stupid child! Will Yeye only call because Yeye needs something?"

"....." Feng Jiu rolled her eyes internally. She did not respond to Feng Xuan Tian’s question, making the old man cough a couple of times in order to hide his embarrassment.