Daily Life of a Villain at Work [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 61

Chapter 61: Day One as a Stingy (Frugal) CEO~

BANG—

Wen Qingyun had just finished integrating the host body’s memories when she heard a crash from behind, accompanied by a very slight jolt forward.

Had she been rear-ended? But she had only just pulled over.

Frowning, Wen Qingyun looked in the rearview mirror and saw a man in a Blue Group delivery uniform getting off a small electric scooter. He walked toward her with a look of extreme displeasure.

However, once he leaned forward and saw a long-haired beauty sitting in the driver’s seat, the annoyance on his face was quickly replaced by awe. Staring straight at Wen Qingyun, who was dressed in a black shirt, the delivery man couldn’t help but swallow hard.

“Hey beauty, the way you parked isn’t right. You’re obstructing my path,” the man said. “Tell you what, I won’t hold it against you. Just come out and apologize, and we’ll call it even, okay?”

Wen Qingyun heard him, but she didn’t spare him a single glance. Instead, she opened a chat window, quickly typed a line of text, and sent it.

Finding himself ignored, the awe in the delivery man’s eyes instantly turned back into irritation. He began pounding on the car window.

“How are you driving? Why are you just sitting there in the middle of the road? You’re obstructing traffic!”

“Get out here now! My scooter is damaged because of you. You need to compensate me for the loss and pay for my lost wages!”

Hearing the noisy commotion outside, Wen Qingyun’s frown deepened. She minimized the chat window and, without a word, dialed the police, followed by her insurance company.

Hearing Wen Qingyun speaking to the traffic police, a flash of panic crossed the man’s eyes, and he hammered harder on the glass.

“Calling the police won’t help! You’re obstructing traffic; you’re definitely at fault!”

“If you’re willing to settle privately, just give me 200 yuan and we’ll let this go. Otherwise, you’re in for a rough time.”

Wen Qingyun ignored the noise outside. After accurately reporting her location, she turned on the car’s music, leaned back against the seat, and closed her eyes to rest.

This attitude infuriated the man. He began cursing and pulled out his phone, rambling to his “brothers” on a call.

Ten minutes later, the traffic police arrived. Seeing the delivery man shoving his phone camera in their faces, the officers looked displeased.

“What happened here? Who called?” the officer asked, adjusting his body camera.

“I did,” Wen Qingyun said, opening the door and stepping out. She presented her driver’s license, registration, and ID. “I made a temporary stop here. He was riding a non-motorized vehicle in a motorized vehicle lane and struck the rear of my car. He then immediately began pounding on my window, threatening me to pay 200 yuan for a private settlement, or else I’d face consequences.”

“The rear of the car is equipped with an automatic recording device. If the officers have any doubts, I can provide the footage.”

Compared to the delivery man’s rude behavior, Wen Qingyun’s clear description and proactive cooperation immediately won the officers’ favor.

After a quick ID check, the officer returned her documents and looked sternly at the delivery man.

“Ms. Wen’s car was not in motion. Preliminary judgment shows you rear-ended her. Furthermore, you were not in the correct lane. You are fully at fault and must pay for the vehicle’s repair costs.”

The officer then noticed the man wasn’t wearing a helmet and issued a fine on the spot. After checking the scooter’s registration, he circled the vehicle and added another fine for illegal modifications.

The delivery man exploded. “Even if I was in the wrong lane, is she blameless for parking here? Can’t you see the ‘No Parking’ sign right there?”

He pointed to a nearby sign: a blue circle with a red border and a single red diagonal slash.

Wen Qingyun couldn’t help but chuckle. “Sir… this sign indicates ‘No Long-term Parking,’ not a prohibition on temporary stops.”

“Nearby surveillance should show I was stopped here for less than two minutes before you hit me and tried to extort 200 yuan. As a free tip: a total ‘No Parking’ sign is an ‘X,’ not a single slash.”

The man froze. He had been arrogant because he was certain she was illegally parked. Now, his “trump card” is gone.

“Is she lying? Isn’t that a ‘No Parking’ sign?” Realizing he was in the wrong, he finally began to look panicked.

The officer sighed. “This is a ‘No Long-term Parking’ sign. This lady did not leave the driver’s seat, she pulled over to the side, and she didn’t disrupt traffic. It’s a standard temporary stop.”

“You are at fault. You must bear all compensation after the damage assessment. Do you want to settle this ourselves or through legal channels?”

The delivery man glanced at her car again. Seeing it was a common-looking domestic brand, he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Fine, I’m at fault. I just chipped a bit of paint. At most, it’ll be a few hundred yuan,” he muttered stubbornly.

How expensive could a domestic car be? A thousand yuan at the absolute most.

Hearing he agreed to compensate, Wen Qingyun’s lips curled slightly. “In the interest of fairness, you can choose any authorized 4S dealership in the city. I will have them send a specialist to assess the damage and take it for repair.”

“Do you accept this?” the officer asked.

The man licked his lips and nodded. “Fine. I’ll pick the shop. Don’t think you can scam me.”

Ignoring his paranoia, Wen Qingyun called the 4S shop he chose as soon as he named it, requesting they send someone to pick up the car.

With the settlement agreed upon, the police issued the accident report. Once both parties signed, the officers left.

The insurance manager arrived before the 4S staff. Recognizing the license plate, he walked over with a polite smile.

“President Wen, we’ll take it from here regarding the assessment and payout,” he said respectfully. “I came with a colleague. Would you like a ride, President Wen?”

“Thank you. Please take me to the office.” Wen Qingyun didn’t refuse. She grabbed her coat from the passenger seat and switched cars.

“Certainly. I’ll have my colleague drive you; I’ll personally oversee things here.”

The delivery man, pretending to play on his phone, felt his heart sink as he heard the manager call her “President” over and over.

Had he messed with someone important?

No, no… if she were a big shot, why drive a domestic car? And the plate ends in 411—hardly a lucky number. She looks young; probably just a manager at a small firm. Insurance people call everyone ‘President’ anyway.

He had no idea a five-figure repair bill was coming his way. He continued to vent in his “brothers” group, portraying himself as a victim bullied by a rich woman.

…

Wen Qingyun arrived at her office smoothly. After nodding to the receptionist, she went into her office and began reviewing documents.

“President Wen, the representatives from Hongyi Electronics have arrived. I’ve seated them in Meeting Room 3,” her assistant reported.

“Good. I’m on my way.” Wen Qingyun put down her files and put on her blazer. “Did you provide refreshments? How many of them are there?”

Assistant: “Yes, tea and snacks are served. There are two of them. One man, who seems to be the young master of Hongyi, and a young woman who appears to be an assistant or secretary.”

Wen Qingyun nodded, ran a hand through her hair, and entered the meeting room with a polite smile.

“Good afternoon. I am the head of Taixue Technology. Here is my card,” Wen Qingyun said, sitting across from them.

“President Wen, it’s an honor. I am Fu Huan, head of the marketing department at Hongyi. This is my assistant, Xiao Chu.” Fu Huan handed over his card, looking quite refined.

Wen Qingyun glanced at the card, but her attention was drawn to the assistant, Chu Qi.

She was a classic beauty with perfectly balanced features. Her pinned-up hair left her elegant neck exposed—it was hard not to look twice.

While Wen Qingyun was observing Chu Qi, Chu Qi was also observing this new head of Taixue Technology, who was rumored to be incredibly “thrifty.”

Before today, Chu Qi had expected a stern, old-fashioned elite. Instead, the “President Wen” before her was the definition of “elite” in a much more modern sense.

The combination of a shirt and casual blazer might seem plain, but on Wen Qingyun—who stood over 1.7 meters tall—it exuded an air of restrained, “abstinent” charm.

As Wen Qingyun pulled out her chair, the blazer shifted, offering a fleeting glimpse of her waist tucked into her trousers. Chu Qi caught only a second of it, but the image stuck: the shirt fabric clung to a firm midsection, hinting at powerful core muscles.

Noticing he was being ignored, Fu Huan cleared his throat to regain attention. He was the one in charge, so why was President Wen staring at his assistant?

“Regarding this cooperation, do you have any specific additions?” Wen Qingyun asked, switching instantly into work mode.

“Hongyi is very eager to work with your company, but your quoted supply price is a bit low,” Fu Huan said diplomatically. “If your company could increase the price by three points…”

“I’m sorry, that is my final offer. It’s non-negotiable,” Wen Qingyun interrupted bluntly. “To be honest, if we didn’t have a history with Hongyi, I would have quoted two points lower.”

“I speak plainly, so please don’t take offense. Many other platforms are willing to supply speakers of the same spec for less. Taixue’s advantage is our overseas market reach. Hongyi is choosing us precisely to break into that market, aren’t you?”

Fu Huan was speechless. The rumors were true: no one could squeeze a single cent out of this woman.

However, he had to admit that Hongyi needed Taixue more than the other way around.

“Any other questions?” Wen Qingyun asked.

“Regarding the delivery cycle—if we shorten the lead time, can we increase the unit price?” Fu Huan tried one last time.

“No,” Wen Qingyun replied decisively. “If you deliver early, I thank you in advance. But our quality control remains strict. I expect quality and quantity to be guaranteed.”

Fu Huan was out of cards. His only leverage was quality and timing, and neither seemed to move her.

“President Wen, may I ask a question?” Chu Qi spoke up.

“Please.” Wen Qingyun’s gaze landed on Chu Qi—focused and calm, without any of the unpleasant “leering” often found at negotiation tables.

Chu Qi smiled. “President Wen, when configuring the speakers in the in-car smart system, could we have a custom icon designed for our product in the interface?”

“Oh?” Wen Qingyun raised an eyebrow. “You want the Hongyi logo on the screen?”

“Yes. If you’re willing, we are prepared to pay a customization fee,” Chu Qi said.

Hongyi wanted brand recognition. A small icon on the smart display would subconsciously link the brand to the passengers. It was a tiny change for Taixue but a huge win for Hongyi.

“The customization fee is a given. Additionally, based on the volume of supply, you will need to pay a maintenance fee,” Wen Qingyun added. “For every car equipped, depending on the model, you’ll pay an extra 50 to 200 yuan in maintenance fees.”

Fu Huan’s eyelid twitched. At that price, it would have been cheaper to just lower their own price by two points!

“When can we receive the specific quote?” Chu Qi asked.

“If you accept the proposal, you’ll have it within three working days.”

Chu Qi stopped talking, leaving the final decision to Fu Huan. Fu Huan was hesitant; he thought the ‘advertising’ cost was too high. But he was new to the company and didn’t want to look incompetent compared to the experienced Chu Qi.

“As long as the quote is reasonable, I’m open to deeper cooperation,” Fu Huan decided to trust her.

Once the general intent was settled, the technical details followed. When Qingyun didn’t bother with the minutiae and called in the project lead.

She sipped her tea leisurely, watching her lead and Chu Qi go back and forth. Meanwhile, Fu Huan felt increasingly out of place. He tried to jump in, but his knowledge of the project was superficial. Every time he spoke, he made a mistake.

Wen Qingyun watched with amusement as her team exploited Fu Huan’s gaps. After a few compliments from the project lead, Fu Huan puffed out his chest and arrogantly agreed to cover all after-sales costs.

Chu Qi looked like she wanted to slap him with the contract. However, since he was her boss, she could only maintain a polite smile and speed through the remaining details.

“I look forward to our partnership,” Wen Qingyun said with a smile, personally escorting them to the elevator.

“As do I!” Fu Huan’s smile was much brighter than hers. He genuinely thought his “skill” had impressed Wen Qingyun, leading to this personal send-off.

He didn’t notice Chu Qi’s strained expression. Why is she seeing us out? Because you just handed her millions in saved costs by opening your mouth!

After they left, Wen Qingyun’s smile vanished. She turned to her project lead.

“In the future, insist on dealing with this Mr. Fu. Flatter him. Feed his ego.”

The lead caught on immediately. “Don’t worry, President Wen. I’ll give him all the ’emotional value’ he needs.”

“Once the contract is signed, you’ll get a bonus,” Wen Qingyun said. She hated wasting money, but she was happy to spend 20,000 to reward someone who just made her two million.

…

Back in her office, Wen Qingyun received a call from the insurance manager.

“President Wen, I’m sorry to bother you, but there’s a situation at the 4S shop,” the manager said, sounding exhausted.

“After the repair quote was issued, the man refused to pay. He’s making a scene, claiming we’re scamming him. He even tore up the police report and is now lying on the floor. The police can’t force him to leave; they can only mediate.”

“Document everything,” Wen Qingyun said without hesitation. “If he refuses to pay, start the lawsuit process immediately.”

“President Wen, he’s filming and uploading videos to social media. It’s starting to get some traction.”

Wen Qingyun remained unfazed. “Even better. Secure the evidence. If it goes viral, contact our lawyers. Sue him for defamation, infringement of portrait rights, and malicious rumor-mongering.”

“Tell the lawyer: the goal is for him to pay for all losses, plus our legal and labor fees,” she added. Since she was 100% in the right, she didn’t intend to spend a single cent of her own money on this.

She checked the time: 4:35 PM. A perfect time to sneak out early.

Five minutes later, she was at the company gate, preparing to hail a ride home.

“President Wen, what a coincidence.” Chu Qi’s car pulled up exactly then. She rolled down the window with a bright smile. “I’m heading home. Need a lift?”

Wen Qingyun raised an eyebrow. “Do you even know where I live?”

“It’s Friday. Tomorrow is the weekend,” Chu Qi said smoothly. “No matter where you live, it’s on my way.”

Unusual kindness usually hides a motive, Wen Qingyun thought. Is she trying to renegotiate the contract?

Seeing the suspicion in Wen Qingyun’s eyes, Chu Qi tried to look as sincere as possible. “Honestly, I saw a local short video twenty minutes ago. Your car seems to be in the shop. I thought I’d try my luck. I just want to be friends. If you don’t mind, may I treat you to dinner?”

The suspicion faded slightly. “Just as friends?”

“Mm-hmm,” Chu Qi nodded.

“I choose the restaurant?”

“Of course. You’ve lived in Haicheng longer; your taste must be superior.”

Free driver plus free dinner. Wen Qingyun opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

Chu Qi handed her a bottle of water. “Thank you for the honor.”

“Off the clock, we don’t talk business. Just call me by my name,” Wen Qingyun said, taking the water but placing it in the door pocket without opening it.

Chu Qi didn’t mind. Getting dinner with Wen Qingyun for such a small price was a win. “Qingyun, may I call you that?”

“Sure. Names are meant to be used.” Wen Qingyun leaned back, noticing the seat was already at a comfortable position for her.

Chu Qi came prepared. What exactly does she want from me?