Chapter 32

Qiao also packed up his things and left the banquet. At this time, many guests had already left.

Uncle Zhang also drove the car not far from the banquet hall.

A light drizzle began to fall from the sky.

Xia Yi walked up to her from behind.

"Mr. Qiao, aren't you leaving yet?" he asked. "Do you want me to take you home?"

Joe also shook his head, "No thanks."

She looked into the distance and saw Uncle Zhang's car parked there.

But she didn't walk towards the other person, but glanced at the person next to her, "Have you finished your work?"

"I can't say it's completely done, but at least it's about 80% done."

"How do you say that?"

"I used to think that Mr. Qiao and you had better family backgrounds than me, but now it seems that you have more than just this advantage over me." Xia Yi sighed.

"So what if it's good? So what if it's bad?" Joe also sneered.

At this time, Uncle Zhang came over with an umbrella.

He handed the other umbrella in his hand to Qiao Ye.

Qiao also opened his umbrella and just walked out. As if he had thought of something, he tilted his head slightly and said, "The Kang family's affairs are not a small matter. Don't get yourself involved."

"Thank you, Mr. Qiao, for reminding me."

Back in the car, Joe also put away his umbrella.

Today she learned a lot from Xue Xiaochen, but there was one question that lingered in her mind.

That's how Kang Lening survived.

Without external help, even Kang Lao Er would not be able to do it so perfectly.

He even hid it from his family for twenty years.

Qiao also looked at Uncle Zhang sitting in the driver's seat and asked casually, "I wonder if Uncle Zhang knows that the Kang family had an illegitimate child named Kang Lening?"

Hearing this, Uncle Zhang raised his head. "Didn't this happen many years ago? How did the young lady get this information?"

"I heard it from other people's gossip."

"Young lady, please don't interfere in the Kang family's private affairs. Just be a spectator."

"I see."

There was an eerie silence in the car.

After returning home, Joe took a shower with his tired body and went to bed.

Uncle Zhang came to the study. Qiao Yang was sitting on a chair, looking at something.

Uncle Zhang came in without looking up, but said casually: "How is it?"

Uncle Zhang told him everything he knew.

Including the conversation in the car.

After hearing this, Qiao Yang slowly raised his head with a look of interest.

"She took the initiative to bring up the matter about Kang Lening?"

"Yes. I just don't know how the young lady found out about this."

If Jo were here, she would definitely notice what was going on.

Why does Qiao Yang know the secrets of the Kang family?

"Should we remind the young lady?" Uncle Zhang opened his mouth and asked cautiously.

"No need." Qiao Yang shook his head. "There's no need to bring up what happened more than 20 years ago."

"yes."

"But remember to let her leave here early."

"This... I'm afraid, Madam..." Uncle Zhang was a little hesitant.

"Xiao can't stay here anymore. Let her go as soon as possible."

"yes."

Uncle Zhang came out of the study and sighed helplessly.

He closed the door gently and left.

Uncle Zhang has worked in the Qiao family for nearly thirty years and knows Qiao Yang very well.

Of course, I also know something about what he did.

He even did many things himself.

For example: the fact that Kang Lening is still alive.

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When Qiao comes back, he just reads books, waters the flowers, or goes out for a drink.

Of course, He Shanyi would call occasionally.

"...your stock has gone up in value." A man's joking voice came from the other end of the phone, causing Qiao Ye's hand that was watering the flowers to pause slightly.

"Oh? Flying?"

Joe repeated what he said in a questioning tone.

"uh-huh."

The woman's eyes fell on the curve on the computer that kept rising and falling.

Clearly, there is a curve that is falling off a cliff.

If she guessed correctly, the person behind the conspiracy must have been discovered.

But she didn't really care and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, let the bullet fly for a while."

As soon as she finished speaking, a call came in on her cell phone.

"I have a call to answer, go and have fun by yourself first."

After saying that, she answered the call that had just come in.

"Hello, who are you?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, so long that Qiao almost thought it was a wrong number. Just as she was about to hang up, a hoarse voice rang out.

"It's me, Pei Qing. Do you remember the agreement we made at Mr. Kang's birthday party?"

Joe also glanced at the calendar on the table.

Today was the day she and Pei Qing had agreed to meet.

"Of course. I wonder where Miss Pei is going?"

"Let's go to your friend's bar. I've already booked a private room."

When he heard the location, Joe was a little surprised.

She hadn't expected Pei Qing to actually meet at Xia Yi's place, so she jokingly said, "I wonder if Miss Pei will accuse me of forcing people again?"

Her words directly referred to what Pei Qing had done at the beginning of the school year.

But the other party was obviously not angry, and said in a calm tone: "There is no need to say that."

"I see. See you this afternoon, Miss Pei."

After hanging up the phone, the smile on Qiao Ye's face gradually disappeared.

She stared at herself in the mirror calmly, looking thoughtful, not knowing what she was thinking about.

Then she changed her clothes and prepared to go out.

She had another thing to do today, which was to go to the securities exchange.

As soon as she went out, she ran into Qiao's mother who was coming out with lunch.

Seeing her, she was a little surprised, "Where are you going?"

"I have to go out for something. You don't have to cook for me at noon today. I'll eat outside."

"Huh? Hey, you..."

Before Qiao's mother could react, Qiao strode away.

She drove to the stock exchange by herself.

When we got there, someone was waiting there.

Completely different from the clothes she wore at the birthday party before, the woman this time was wearing neat work clothes, but the most eye-catching thing was her burgundy hair.

Seeing Qiao coming, she put out her cigarette and asked, "Here?"

"Hmm." Qiao also smelled her cigarette and couldn't help frowning. "Their cigarettes are the worst. I'd better smoke less in the future."

Shang Yiran was stunned by these words, but then he smiled and said nonchalantly, "I've just been really annoyed lately, otherwise I wouldn't normally smoke such cheap brands."

A pack of cigarettes costs an average of four figures, which is indeed a bit of a low-end brand for people like them.

"Let's go. Let's see what our Chamber of Commerce President has prepared for me."

Hearing this, the woman chuckled and said, "If you're talking about domestic securities, then that's not necessary."

Hearing this, Qiao also stopped and said, "Oh? From the looks of it, it doesn't look like you are a domestic securities company?"

The elevator went up and finally stopped at the top floor.

The decoration here is grand and simple. Apart from the occasional person walking by with something in his arms, there is basically no one to be seen on the top floor.

Most of them were sitting at their workstations, with their heads down, studying something unknown.

Shang Yiran did not answer her question, but took her to his office.

There is a huge projection in the office.

The growth rates of various stocks are changing in real time.

The woman sat in her seat, looked up at her, and smiled, but her tone was extremely calm: "It's about Country M."

Joe, who was also sitting on the sofa, had already anticipated her answer.

"But didn't you say five years ago that you were going to Country M? Why are you bringing it up again now?"

Shang Yiran also has her own securities company in Country M, but she has never been to Country M in person. She often acts as a behind-the-scenes mastermind.

He said it so clearly this time, probably because he doesn't want to stay in the country anymore.

"People's thoughts are always changing," the woman said. "After all, the me of five years ago and the me of five years later are very different, aren't they?"

"..." Qiao knew she didn't want to talk about this anymore, so he tactfully stopped talking about it and changed the subject. "The situation in Country M is turbulent, and the president's policies change every day. Choosing Country M right now might not be a good choice."

Everything she said is the known current situation, and this matter has been mentioned many times in the news.

Shang Yiran looked at her and said, "So, am I not here to find you?"

"Looking for me?" Qiao was also slightly stunned.

"I remember you seem to have been working in Country M for a long time."

As soon as these words came out, Qiao understood.

She looked at her with a half-smile, "You mean, you want to use me? If you can't offer a reasonable price, I'm afraid even I will end up as nothing more than a loser."

"...Don't be so extreme. I think Miss Qiao's ability to gain a foothold in Country M so quickly wasn't entirely due to luck, right?"

Qiao also understood what she meant, but she did not hesitate to offer a price: "30 million US dollars. I can help you with this matter."

Sure enough, upon hearing the price, Shang Yiran's face instantly turned ugly, and he said sternly: "Are you kidding?"

"Then, Miss Shang, you can refuse this cooperation." Qiao stood up, straightened his clothes, and sneered: "I am a businessman. Why should I do work that does not benefit me?"

"Ten million." Shang Yiran also bargained directly.

"...That's not negotiable." Qiao also shook his head and rejected her counter-offer: "Ten million, this business is the same no matter who does it."

"Fifteen million, no more." Shang Yiran directly offered the lowest price.

"If this is Miss Shang's price, then I'm sorry, our second collaboration will end in failure."

After saying that, Qiao turned around and prepared to leave.

But before he had taken a few steps, he heard the woman behind him say, "I thought you would be with that woman. Turns out I miscalculated."

For some reason, Joe inexplicably knew what she meant.

"Thinking too much is not a good thing."

"Tsk. Twenty million."

"Impossible." Qiao also shook her head, her patience exhausted. "It seems that Miss Shang is not sincere about wanting to cooperate. Then there is no need for us to continue the discussion."

After saying that, Joe left without saying anything else.

Shang Yiran didn't try to stop her. He just looked at his computer and said to himself, "This is such a big hassle."

Then, she looked at the photo on her desk and gently stroked it. "It seems that the time for us to meet will be postponed again. Little Wildcat."