"Think it over carefully."

Aunt Zhou looked out the car window at the scenery, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes. Why... why did things turn out this way? What should she do?

Aunt Zhou covered her mouth to stop herself from crying.

I've tried everything, do I really have to become his mistress?

Whenever Aunt Zhou recalls that scene—the greasy middle-aged man groping her—just thinking about it makes her feel like she'd rather be dead.

"I... I'll think of another way."

Hearing Aunt Zhou refuse again through gritted teeth, the greasy man's attitude turned cold. He stopped coaxing Aunt Zhou in a low voice and instead used a cold and stern tone to pressure her.

"What solutions are you looking for? Do you think you even have a choice right now?"

"Xiao Zhou, listen carefully. I'm only giving you three days. If you don't give me a clear answer within three days, well, you know I'm someone who keeps to a strict time limit."

"By then, it will be too late for you to regret it."

After saying that, the greasy man hung up the phone without waiting for Aunt Zhou's reply.

This way.

The greasy man slammed his phone down on the seat and gave a cold laugh.

The secretary, sitting in the passenger seat, pushed up her glasses, pursed her lips, and after thinking for a moment, gently reminded him, "Boss, this matter is related to high-ranking officials in Kyoto."

"Moreover, the online public opinion is so inflammatory, it's very difficult to handle."

The secretary was afraid that her boss would be so infatuated with the beautiful woman that he would do something beyond his authority.

This is not something he can handle!

Whoever tries to manage it will inevitably get themselves into trouble!

Upon hearing the secretary's words, the greasy man immediately laughed, his fat jiggling, and a calculating look of certainty flashed across his plump face.

The greasy man smirked, speaking with certainty and malice: "Of course I know this is a difficult matter to handle. She has rejected me so many times, I'm not going to get involved in that mess."

"As long as I sleep with her, what does the Zhou Group have to do with me?"

"I just wanted to help her, but I didn't say I could definitely help her, did I? She's a businesswoman, how could she understand politics? She probably thinks that as long as the authorities intervene, the online public opinion can be quelled."

"How could she know that something happened with the high-ranking officials in Kyoto? This is such a huge mess, no one can save her."

"Just wait, it won't be long before she comes crying to me."

As the greasy man had predicted, shortly after the phone call was disconnected, Aunt Zhou received another call about the various pressures facing the Zhou Group.

Forced into a corner, she instinctively wanted to call the greasy man, eager to meet him and beg him to save the Zhou Group.

The deadline given by the greasy man was like a noose around Aunt Zhou's neck; she could only helplessly watch as the cleaver hanging over her head descended upon her second by second.

This sense of urgency kept her on the verge of collapse.

No one can remain calm as they watch a machete fall bit by bit.

Just as Aunt Zhou was about to call the greasy man back because she couldn't stand the torment anymore, the secretary sitting next to her suddenly grabbed her phone.

"Mr. Zhou, please calm down."

"Let's think of another way."

"The more this happens, the more calm we need to be. If he calls at this time, I'm afraid he has ulterior motives."

The secretary was promoted by Aunt Zhou. Since Old Mrs. Zhou was Aunt Zhou's idol, Aunt Zhou was the secretary's idol.

The secretary didn't want to watch Aunt Zhou make a rash decision in a moment of panic, so she risked being scolded by Aunt Zhou and tried to persuade her to think it over.

Aunt Zhou looked up at her secretary with teary eyes and shook her head helplessly: "I really have no other way."

"The Zhou Group is in dire straits, and even my godmother is waiting for me to find her a hospital."

"If I can't find her a hospital with top-notch equipment to transfer to as soon as possible, and my godmother doesn't make it, what will happen when Xiaoyi comes back?"

"Now, as long as I'm willing to sleep with him, he can solve all of this for me."

"I really don't know how to save the company from danger. I haven't heard from Xiao Yi either. It seems like I have no other choice but to agree to his request."

The secretary followed Aunt Zhou around busily, and she saw all the efforts Aunt Zhou made.

Hearing Aunt Zhou's panicked and helpless sobs, the secretary hesitated for a moment.

Finally, she mustered up her courage and hugged Aunt Zhou with both hands: "Ms. Zhou, I remember you once told me that the choices people make when they are at their lowest point are the worst choices."

"I'll return the same words to you today."

"You are at the lowest point in your life right now. You think you've grabbed a lifeline, but I'm afraid you're just grasping at a bubble. As soon as you reach out, you'll find that everything is an illusion."

"Mr. Zhou, I know you are under a lot of pressure and feel desperate right now, but there's nothing I can do to help you."

"But from an outsider's perspective, if you really want to... sleep with him in exchange for benefits, then you should let him help you first."

"Don't end up losing both your money and your people."

Actually, Aunt Zhou would have thought of all these twists and turns if she were calm.

But now Aunt Zhou is too anxious and worried. She wants to resolve all these issues so badly that she has fallen into this false promise.

When people are in dire straits, they don't think about many things; they just want to reach out and grab anything.

With the secretary's comforting words, Aunt Zhou gradually calmed down and her rationality began to return.

She also began to realize that the deadline set by the greasy man had disrupted her thoughts.

"Thank you for saying these words to me at this time."

"I understand, I will think about it calmly."

"My mind went blank just now, but I feel much better now." Aunt Zhou wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, and her gaze, which had been filled with despair and anxiety, regained its confidence and determination.

"Mr. Zhou, we've arrived at the company."

As the driver reminded her, Aunt Zhou straightened her clothes.

From the moment she stepped out of the car, her gaze was firm and composed, and she strode with the gait of a strong woman, making it impossible to tell that she had just cried in the car.

She couldn't just sell her soul and body like that; she couldn't give up. There must be another way!

She will definitely be able to save the Zhou Group!

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at the same time.

Kyoto.

Although Leader Yang did not allow anyone to publicize the poisoning incident, as someone anonymously exposed it online, all the major families in Kyoto became aware of it!

Several ladies from prominent families sat together for a gathering.

Everyone sighed and lamented, never expecting Zhou Yi to make such a basic mistake!

The wife, who had previously supported Dr. Zhang, looked arrogant and said sarcastically, "I knew Zhou Yi was so young, what kind of medical skills could he possibly have? Turns out he really doesn't!"

"They can't even get the most basic thing about the incompatibilities between medicinal herbs right. It's hilarious."