"I’m sorry," Chu Qin apologized.
"You’ve been outplayed by Song Zhizhi, a 22-year-old who just finished University. You’ve let down, Chu Qin. You and your sister are my only daughters. You know what your sister is like, I don’t expect her to do anything for the family. As my eldest, you should bear the responsibility of carrying on the family na. The Song Family is surpassing us in every way now. You know what you should be doing at this critical ti. I never took Song Zhizhi seriously before, but it seems I was wrong. You have to find a way to remove her from the Comrcial Managent organization before this project ends, no matter what it takes."
"But..."
"There’s no ’but’. I don’t need to hear any excuses. There are no excuses," Chu Zhaotian was cold as ice.
Chu Qin bit her lip.
Chu Zhaotian had already hung up the phone.
Looking at the "call ended" ssage on her screen, Chu Qin trembled, repressed to the point of shaking.
It had always been this way.
In her father’s eyes, there were never efforts, only results.
From school to work to marriage, she never had her own thoughts!
Her eyes began to redden.
It had been such a long ti since she last cried, so long that she had forgotten when the last ti was. Maybe when she was five? Maybe when she was seven?
But now, uncontrolled, she was on the verge of tears.
Because of Song Zhizhi.
Yes, all because of Song Zhizhi, it was all her fault!
Just the thought of Song Zhizhi made her unable to control her suppressed emotions.
Why did she have to be so full of herself in front of her? What did she think she was, that she could get this far?
She could bear it no more.
Her fists clenched so hard, her nails dug into her palms. She used the physical pain in an attempt to calm her turbulent emotions, to make herself cold and detached.
Until there was a knock on her office door.
Chu Qin looked at the entrance, her eyes red.
She spun her office chair to face the door, her voice cold. "Co in!"
Yi Wenhan walked into the office.
He left a docunt on Chu Qin’s desk. "Manager Chu, these are the docunts that Manager Hu requested for you. They contain the minutes from the previous business district project eting."
Chu Qin swallowed slightly.
Even though it pained her, she had to swallow it down.
Her father wouldn’t allow any downti.
She swiveled in her chair and picked up the docunt. "Where should I sign?"
"Right here," Yi Wenhan pointed where she should sign.
Chu Qin picked up a pen and quickly signed her full na.
"Thank you," Yi Wenhan collected the docunts.
Chu Qin set the pen aside.
The mont Yi Wenhan was about to leave, he saw the bloodstain on her pen and looked at Chu Qin’s palm.
Chu Qin seed to notice Yi Wenhan’s gaze. "What are you gawking at, get out!"
Yi Wenhan quickly left, taking the docunts with him.
He filed all the signed docunts and went back to his desk.
Everyone was well aware of Chu Qin’s discomfort with Song Zhizhi’s presence. And Yi Wenhan wasn’t exactly clean either. When he first joined Comrcial Managent, his mother had gathered information on all the key players for him. With this information, he was able to cater to and win over many people. Even though he hadn’t made major strides in Comrcial Managent yet, his reputation was quite good. His departnt manager, Hu Lai, had no choice but to promote him, because Yi Wenhan "accidentally" saw so of his secrets. Of course, he wasn’t foolish enough to threaten Hu Lai. Any experienced businessman would know what to do.
And at this mont.
He wondered if he could use Chu Qin to his advantage.
After what happened today, his mother had always been advising him to keep calm.
He understood the saying "patience is a virtue", he had just been patient for too long.
He took a deep breath.
As for Song Zhizhi, even if worst cos to worst, they still had so aces up their sleeves.
If all else fails, there should be a way to get rid of her.
So no matter what obstacles he faced, he could always adjust his emotions.
Yi Wenhan asked his supervisor for a ten-minute break. He left to buy so anti-inflammatory and hemostatic dication from a pharmacy. After returning, he went to Chu Qin’s office.
By this ti, Chu Qin had completely recovered.
No matter what she had been through, her strong pride wouldn’t allow her to wallow in self-pity.
She looked up at Yi Wenhan, her expression not exactly friendly. "What now?"
Yi Wenhan nodded and carefully placed the dication he bought on her desk.
Chu Qin glanced at it, her expression as cold as ever. "Take it away."
"I won’t tell anyone," Yi Wenhan said.
"Take it away!" Chu Qin shouted.
"Health is the capital of revolution," Yi Wenhan left the dication on her desk and walked out of her office.
Chu Qin coldly stared at the dication on her desk.
Just as she was about to throw it in the trash, she saw a note in the dication box. "There is no obstacle that ti can’t overco. As long as we are alive, there will always be sunshine— Yi’s Chicken Soup."
A flicker of emotion passed through Chu Qin’s eyes.
Still, without any hesitation, she threw the box into the trash can.
She didn’t need anyone’s sympathies. She never did growing up.
She lowered her head and continued her work.
Suddenly, a ssage tone went off on her cellphone.
She looked at it. Soone had added her on WeChat.
Without a second thought, she imdiately rejected the request.
Yi Wenhan looked at the "request rejected" ssage on his phone and smirked.
It seems he would need to take it slow.
...
Once Song Zhizhi finished her work, she realized she had already gone past her usual working hours.
She looked at the ti after stretching.
It was already 8 o’clock.
She hadn’t understood before, but now she knew what it ant to forget about sleep and food when being completely absorbed in work.
She saved and encrypted her work, then gathered her things and left work.
She clocked out downstairs, dialing Luo Xiaolang’s number to have her pick her up at the lobby entrance, while heading towards the lobby.
Just as she stepped out of the Comrcial Managent Building, she abruptly stopped.
The familiar car parked in front of her and the man standing next to it, Ji Baijian.
From the mont they returned from Beixia Country, to her week-long recovery at ho, until now, they hadn’t talked on the phone, texted, or t each other.
Although it hadn’t been that long, in that mont, it felt like Song Zhizhi hadn’t seen Ji Baijian in a lifeti.
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