Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1073: 1048: The Domineering Female CEO Instantly Becomes a Fangirl

Everyone stood rooted to the spot, completely bewildered by the unfolding scene.

What kind of sorcery was this?

The commanding boss of the Baoge Group had just struck her own subordinate, purely for Ye Chen’s sake.

And to top it off, she offered a personal apology to him?

Song Simeng, finally grasping the gravity of the situation, bowed low toward the assembled students.

“Students, please accept my apologies for today’s unpleasantness. I speak for the entire company when I say we are truly sorry.”

The interviewer’s arrogant behavior had left a sour taste in everyone's mouth, but nobody expected the stunning CEO to humble herself like this.

Song Simeng’s expression was pale and strained.

She had arrived here today with the sole purpose of meeting Ye Chen, only for Chen Fa to nearly sabotage her grand ambition.

She never imagined their paths would cross in such a manner, but she was relieved to have intervened before the damage was irreparable.

After all, Song Simeng harbored hopes of recruiting Ye Chen as her personal bodyguard.

Furthermore, Ye Chen was her benefactor; the thought of Chen Fa disrespecting her savior made her blood boil.

“I am deeply sorry. Please, forgive this oversight. It was my poor judgment to hire such a man; I will terminate him immediately and ensure his name is blacklisted across the entire industry.”

Upon hearing these words, Chen Fa’s face drained of all color.

He slumped, trembling uncontrollably, the realization sinking in that he had crossed a line he could never retreat from.

Who exactly was this young man? Why would someone of such status treat him with such reverence?

Watching the icy, domineering CEO behave so timidly toward the boy left him completely shattered.

A horrific possibility began to dawn on him.

Rumors had flown that Song Simeng had finally been captivated by a mystery man. Was it him?

The thought hit him like a physical blow, and he collapsed onto the ground, overtaken by waves of bitter regret.

Song Simeng glared at him with cold, detached eyes. “You are fired. Get out of my sight right now.”

She turned to her secretary with sharp instructions: “Deal with his termination instantly. I never want to see his face again, and mark his record as blacklisted on every major job portal under my name. Ensure this is completed without delay.”

Exuding the effortless authority of a true CEO, Song Simeng transformed, her demeanor shifting sharply from a moment before.

“President Song, it will be done at once,” the secretary affirmed.

Chen Fa, a broken man, was unceremoniously dragged away.

“President Song, please, I didn't know! Have mercy!”

“Student, I was blind! Please, forgive me!”

“I swear I’ll never do it again!”

The agony of regret was palpable. With a career-wide blacklist looming, his livelihood was effectively destroyed.

If he had known that Ye Chen shared such a connection with the CEO, he would have sooner jumped into an abyss than offend him. His own arrogance had been his architect of ruin.

Ye Chen observed the man being hauled away, feeling nothing but indifference. This was the same man who thrived on threatening to blacklist others; it was only fair he experienced the taste of his own medicine.

He held no sympathy for a bully and a coward.

As Chen Fa was hauled out, the students and staff watched in stunned silence, realizing that his career was undoubtedly over.

A heavy, nervous atmosphere settled over the crowd.

Song Simeng turned to Ye Chen, her voice unusually soft and respectful. “Sir, does this resolution meet your satisfaction?”

In this instant, the frigid, professional mask of the CEO melted away, replaced by an expression more akin to a girl anxious about having made a mistake.

Every eye in the room was fixed on Ye Chen, wide with disbelief.

“Who on earth is that young man?”

“How did he manage to make the high-and-mighty CEO so deferential toward him?”

Some began to whisper that the CEO’s heart had surely been captured by him.

“Wow, he really is incredibly handsome.”

“So attractive, he radiates such a masculine charm.”

Song Xiaoxiao, standing near Ye Chen, watched the scene with a complicated gaze.

A seed of worry sprouted in her heart, for she too held feelings for Ye Chen.

However, compared to the powerful Song Simeng, her student status in both appearance and background felt like a disadvantage she couldn't overcome.

Song Simeng stepped forward, smiling warmly. “You are Mr. Ye, aren't you? I’ve been desperately searching for you lately, and finally, my efforts have paid off today.”

Ye Chen stared at the clearly delighted woman, genuinely bewildered.

At this moment, the formidable President of the group vanished, replaced by an ordinary girl in the throes of a crush.

The onlookers could barely process what they were witnessing.

Ye Chen, who never desired the spotlight and simply wanted to finish his deliveries in peace, once again found himself the center of unwanted attention.

Several students furtively pulled out their phones to snap pictures.

Ye Chen frowned slightly, reached out, caught Song Simeng by the hand, and muttered, “Let’s get out of here.”

With that, he pulled her away toward the exit.

The crowd went silent for a heartbeat before erupting into exclamations.

“That is so romantic!”

“Isn't this exactly like something out of a drama?”

Song Simeng was caught entirely off guard by his sudden movement, her face flushing a deep, brilliant red.

Throughout her career as a CEO managing countless high-stakes situations, she had never known true nervousness. Yet, right now, her heart felt as if it might burst from her chest.

Holding Ye Chen’s hand, she felt as if she had stepped directly into the lead role of a fairytale.

For some inexplicable reason, she felt a profound sense of peace simply by standing near him.

“Where are we off to?” she asked, breathless as they hurried along.

“Somewhere without such a crowd.”

Song Simeng paused for a second before suggesting, “My car is right there. Would you like to talk inside?”

Ye Chen nodded, and they climbed into the vehicle together.

The onlookers were stunned, watching the pair retreat into the car.

“Unbelievable.”

“What are they going to…?”

The students’ imaginations started running wild.

The boys stood paralyzed by envy and resentment. Song Simeng was their goddess, and seeing her swept off by another man was a bitter pill to swallow.

Everyone kept their eyes locked on the Lincoln, wondering what mysterious things were transpiring behind those dark windows.

In truth, nothing scandalous was happening. Inside, the extended Lincoln was akin to a luxury lounge, complete with a small dining table and a rack of vintage wine.

Ye Chen looked around, pleasantly surprised by Song Simeng’s sophisticated tastes.

“Ye Chen, I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for saving my life that day,” she said, her gratitude sincere.

“Think nothing of it. I told you, it wasn't a big deal,” Ye Chen said with a casual wave.

He would always step in if he saw injustice; he could never simply stand by and watch a person in trouble.

“Ye Chen, actually, there is something else I wanted to discuss with you,” she continued, speaking with a touch of hesitation.

Ye Chen tilted his head, intrigued. “What is it?”

Observing his genuine, unfazed expression, Song Simeng felt another wave of affection. The man before her possessed a raw, unpretentious masculinity that set him worlds apart from the sycophants she encountered daily. His calm, grounded demeanor was precisely what drew her to him even more.