Chapter 58 Heartache

G-Dragon paused as he gripped his chopsticks, the veins bulging slightly on his white knuckles clearly visible. Taeyang spoke before anyone else, asking, "Is her father in the hospital? Is his condition serious?"

Jin Nanguo glanced at him, shook his head and said, "I don't know. She said she would only know after seeing a doctor."

"Is she okay?" G-Dragon asked.

"He was very calm when he spoke to me on the phone. It shouldn't be a big deal. Don't worry too much."

"The Xue Group is so big. If Chairman Xue falls, wouldn't my sister-in-law have a huge burden?" Shengli tends to think more realistically. He sighed unconsciously, then lowered his head and continued eating.

Quan Zhilong's eyes suddenly darkened, but he said nothing. He lowered his head to look at the still blinking screen of his phone. After blinking for about ten seconds, the screen jumped and then fell into darkness. Top leaned over and asked, "What? Didn't you answer the phone?"

Taeyang also glanced at Quan Zhilong's phone and comforted him, "She must be too busy. She will call you back when she is done."

G-Dragon nodded, threw his phone on the table, picked up his bowl and continued eating. Because the rest time was limited, the five of them had to eat lunch in the afternoon and were very hungry. No one spoke, and they concentrated on eating seriously. Suddenly, the screen of the phone on the table lit up, accompanied by soothing music, and then a very familiar female voice appeared singing softly. The other four people immediately stopped eating and just looked at G-Dragon in unison.

G-Dragon calmly put down his bowl, picked up his phone, and walked out. Seungri made faces at his brothers, his intentions clearly teasing. Jin Nanguo couldn't help but sigh, "Doesn't G-Dragon always use his own songs as his ringtone? Why did he suddenly change his ringtone? I don't think I've ever heard of it. Is this a new song?"

Taeyang's manager nodded in agreement, "Such a soft and tender melody is clearly not his style. Is this the direction he wants to take for his next album?"

Taiyang chuckled: "Ahem, brother, you guys think too much."

Seungri poked the rice in his bowl with his chopsticks and said quietly, "It's just a show of affection, there's no other meaning."

Top Taeyang and Daesung chuckled in unison. A few managers, unaware of the situation, exchanged glances, suddenly feeling a sense of awe. Jin Nanguo even sighed, "Do you think you guys are getting better and better at understanding each other? You've even learned to play dumb with us now."

Dacheng Shengli put down his chopsticks and surrendered: "Big brother, spare my life!"

Jin Nanguo scoffed, looked in the direction where Quan Zhilong left, and said, "He won't talk for too long, will he?" He then looked down at the half-eaten meal Quan Zhilong had left on the table, and said with some worry, "Today's activities are so rushed. He has to go on stage again in a few minutes, and then he won't have time to rest until the end of the event. How can he not eat more?"

Top also glanced at Quan Zhilong's bowl and said in a deep voice: "Even if he is not allowed to talk to Jingrong on the phone, he will not be able to eat."

Seungri laughed heartlessly and said, "Brother Nanguo, you don't understand. Love is enough to satisfy one's hunger. Sister-in-law will replenish Brother Zhilong's energy."

Seungri's manager glared at him and said, "I'm afraid you're not the one starving."

"That's why I can't be a love guru." Shengli felt a little aggrieved.

As G-Dragon walked to the corner of the corridor, he listened to his girlfriend's voice, which was as calm and composed as ever. It seemed as if all the uncertainties could be soothed by this voice, making him feel truly at ease.

"Sorry, I'm in the hospital and can't answer the phone."

"It's okay, where are you now?"

"In the car, preparing to go back to the company."

"You just got off the plane, why don't you rest for a while? Can your body withstand such a long journey?" G-Dragon frowned, and a feeling of heartache surged from the bottom of his heart. The unprecedented and unfamiliar mood made him even wish for a second that he could do something, preferably to help her get everything done. She didn't need to be so busy and shouldn't work so hard... She deserved to be cherished.

The momentary impulse was suppressed by reason, followed by a feeling of powerlessness. There was a huge distance between his world and hers. He could do nothing for her. He couldn't even give her a hug when she needed it like other men, or at least give her a shoulder to lean on when she was tired.

"It's okay, I can handle it. The company has a lot of things piled up, and I have to deal with them sooner or later." Jing Rong spoke truthfully.

Quan Zhilong was silent for a while before asking, "How is your father...?"

"Fortunately, his heart has always been in poor condition, and he's been overworked lately, so he couldn't handle it. The attending physician recommended that he retire as soon as possible."

"That……"

Jing Rong chuckled: "You must be very busy over there. I heard from Brother Nan Guo that the event will not end until the evening. Do you have time to talk to me so much now?"

"It's okay, it's just a break."

Jing Rong steered the wheel and said in a relaxed tone, "Even though I'm not here, you can't forget what you agreed to do."

Quan Zhilong knew that Jingrong didn't want him to worry, and his heart warmed. He smiled and said, "You are gone anyway, how do you know if I did it or not?"

"That's not necessarily true. I'll make surprise inspections of the results at any time."

Quan Zhilong smiled, then suddenly changed his tone to a very formal one, assuring, "Don't worry, I've already made an appointment with the master, and he'll do it tomorrow afternoon."

"So good." Jing Rong said with relief.

G-Dragon's ears blushed slightly, but he rarely got angry. Instead, he asked in a rather shy (...?) tone, "So, what's your reward?"

Although moral integrity is like underwear, people will know if you don't wear it, and even if they know it, it's hard to say, after all, most people can't do such a thing as pulling someone's pants off in public - but, although Jingrong can't do anything about it, he still has the right to complain.

"Do your fans agree with this kind of image-shaming?"

Quan Zhilong completely threw away his moral integrity and immediately said, "It doesn't matter whether they agree or not, as long as you agree."

In fact, she didn't agree at all... Before she could finish her words, Jingrong's other phone rang. She took a look and saw that it was Secretary Lin calling. It must be about work, so she said to Quan Zhilong: "Sorry, I have something to take care of here."

"Okay." Quan Zhilong has been getting easier to talk to lately. He didn't ask anything, but simply nodded. He's been acting more and more like a boyfriend lately, and before hanging up, he even gave a few reminders, "Although work is important, it's not a very important matter. You can put it aside for now. Your father has already fallen ill. If you don't take care of your health, who will help you take care of the overall situation?"

"I know, you should take care of yourself too. I'm hanging up now." Jing Rong said and hung up the phone neatly, then answered Secretary Lin's call.

"President, Assistant Zhang just called and said someone leaked the news that Chairman Xue was ill and hospitalized. Many shareholders who learned the news went to headquarters to make a scene, and the board of directors also requested a meeting. I want you to hurry to headquarters."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

G-Dragon kept answering the phone, listening to the "beep, beep" sound from the other end of the phone, and did not move for a long time. He always hung up on others, and he was getting more and more used to being hung up by Jing Rong. Now even when he heard this sound, he felt reluctant to cut off the call. After all, this was also proof of their connection. Her cold voice could be heard from the other end a second ago, how precious it was.

Jin Nanguo has given up the idea of ​​asking Quan Zhilong to go back for dinner. Although he subconsciously does not look favorably on the relationship between the celebrity and the young lady, he will not pour cold water on them when they are in love. He is even considerate and tries to give them more time to spend together. After all, all feelings are equal, and no love is born noble or humble. Everyone can see the changes in Quan Zhilong in recent days, especially the changes in recent days, which are equivalent to the subtle changes of several years - at least at this moment, his love for Jingrong is no different from that of others.

No matter what they will face, Jin Nanguo is willing to be somewhat indulgent towards serious love, even though the president once hinted that he should separate G-Dragon and Jingrong without leaving any trace.

However, Jin Nanguo's power was limited after all. He was willing to let the young couple spend more time together, but it also depended on whether the situation allowed it. The organizers had already notified them to go on stage. Seeing that TOP and the others had almost finished eating, Jin Nanguo left the lounge and walked towards where G-Dragon was standing, saying, "G-Dragon, is it your turn to go on stage?"

Quan Zhilong turned around and turned off his phone. He handed it to Jin Nanguo as he walked towards him. Jin Nanguo took the phone subconsciously, but was still a little surprised by his quickness. "Is that all?"

Quan Zhilong nodded, and Jin Nanguo asked again: "You haven't eaten anything, are you hungry?"

"Won't."

When Jingrong arrived at the company, the receptionist showed a very happy expression: "President, you are here!"

"Are all the people still here?"

The receptionist nodded and said, "Yes, they are all in the president's secretary's office. They said they won't leave until they see the president."

Jing Rong nodded and ordered in a cold tone: "Ask Assistant Zhang to come to my office in two minutes."

"Okay, does the president have any other instructions?"

"No, thank you for your help." Jing Rong said, and walked straight to the elevator entrance.

Although Jing Rong doesn't come to the headquarters often, her office has always been well-maintained, with smooth floors, dark desks, and no stains. Her office is on the 20th floor and has a large floor-to-ceiling window. Standing in front of the window with her hands behind her back, she can just see the golden sunlight shining across the entire city. The scenery is very beautiful.

"The president is still in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery. It seems that he is not worried about the current situation at all. It's admirable." Jing Rong deliberately did not close the office door. When Zhang Jingran came over, he saw Jing Rong standing facing the window through the open door. Although he could not see Jing Rong's expression, Zhang Jingran knew that she would definitely not look gloomy at the moment.

Jing Rong turned around and saw Zhang Jingran leaning against the door, looking at him with a half-smile: "How do you know I'm not worried?"

"The word 'worry' can be applied to anyone, but it's unlikely to apply to you."

Jing Rong smiled and said, "Come in and help me close the door. If they see me coming, they will make a fuss."

Zhang Jingran chuckled, walked over and sat down on the sofa. Jing Rong also went over and sat across from him. The relaxed atmosphere suddenly became solemn. Jing Rong frowned and asked, "Have you found out who leaked the information?"

Zhang Jingran shook his head with a guilty look on his face: "I haven't found out yet."

"My father owns the majority of the hospital's shares, and the attending physician has been my father's personal physician, so you can be assured. The bodyguard has been with my father for several years, so there's no way he'd leak any information. As for the company..."

Zhang Jingran continued Jing Rong's words: "When the president fainted, only Secretary Chen and I were present. Secretary Chen drove to the hospital, and none of us alerted anyone."

"Does anyone else know besides us?"

"No more." Zhang Jingran knew what Jing Rong was thinking and said with certainty, "Mrs. Xue went back to her hometown and probably won't be back for a week. The president specifically told us not to tell her."

Jing Rong frowned. "Besides finding the person who leaked the information, the more important thing is to stabilize the emotions of the shareholders. If they start making a big fuss, it will be a bit troublesome."

"We can't mention this to the chairman, lest he worry and miss out on proper recovery. But the shareholders are now insisting on seeing the chairman in person before they'll believe the company is doing well and nothing serious will happen," Zhang Jingran analyzed slowly. "But the amazing thing is, such big news leaked out, and aside from our shareholders, no one outside knew about it. Even our competitors didn't take any action."

Jing Rong narrowed his eyes: "So what you mean is..."

"There are probably only two possibilities. One is that other companies know about this but are just watching our internal strife. But I think the outside world is unaware and it's just someone within us who is stirring things up."

Jing Rong nodded slowly, his frown gradually relaxing. "Or maybe their goal is just to prevent me from interfering in headquarters affairs?"

Zhang Jingran nodded. Born into a large family, he understood these things better than Jingrong. It was inevitable that shareholders would oppose Jingrong's inheritance of the Xue family. After all, she was young and inexperienced, and had a bad reputation in the past. Although she had turned over a new leaf now, people were still worried about her. Of course, these were not the key points. The key point was that Jingrong was a woman, and she would get married and have children sooner or later. In ancient times, married women had to change their surnames. Although this was not necessary now, Jingrong's next generation would definitely not be from the Xue family. How could they be willing to let an outsider inherit the Xue family?

"So, does Assistant Zhang have any good suggestions?" Knowing that Zhang Jingran was actually confident, Jing Rong stopped being pretentious and asked directly.

Zhang Jingran smiled and said, "President, please hold the board meeting first."

Jing Rong paused, then smiled with sudden enlightenment: "Then I'll have to trouble Assistant Zhang to notify them."

Jing Rong, who was thought to be idle in Japan, suddenly returned to convene a board meeting. With the assistance of the astute Zhang Jingran and the support of some board elders, the rebellious small shareholders quickly died down. Regardless of what everyone was thinking, at least when they left the meeting room, they all looked happy. Jing Rong personally escorted the group to the elevator and said with a smile, "Thank you all for your trouble today. I've reserved a table at Jinxiu Nianhua and will be waiting for you at 6:00 p.m. Please be sure to come."

Jing Rong's sincere and respectful attitude easily won the favor of the elders, who all expressed their willingness to come. Jing Rong smiled and said, "I still have some official business to attend to, so I won't see you off. Please forgive me for any impoliteness."

"It's okay, go back and get busy."

Only after the elevator door closed did Jing Rong turn and walk towards her office, followed by Zhang Jingran, Secretary Chen, her own assistant, and her secretary. As she walked, Jing Rong said, "Although the shareholders' emotions have calmed down, with such a big commotion today, I'm afraid other companies will also become suspicious. Everyone must stay alert and prevent any outsiders from noticing anything."

Secretary Chen said, "But the president hasn't shown up for so many days, so someone should be suspicious, right?"

Jing Rong paused and said expressionlessly, "If anyone asks, just say they're on vacation."

Jing Rong's excuse was very good. President Xue was a very romantic man when he was young. After he married the current Mrs. Xue, he no longer had any women outside. He looked content with his young wife, which made everyone in the circle know that President Xue and the current Mrs. Xue were deeply in love. It was normal for President Xue to put down his work and go on vacation with the young and beautiful Mrs. Xue.

Secretary Chen nodded: "Yes."

Jing Rong glanced at them and said, "Do you have anything else to say? If not, go back to work. Secretary Lin will stay."

"President." Assistant Xu stepped forward. "I have something to report."

Jing Rong nodded: "Then come in." As he said that, he reached out and pushed open the office door, then returned to sit in his office chair.

"You asked me to keep an eye on the media earlier, and I actually noticed something amiss." Assistant Xu said, pulling out his tablet and pulling out a folder, handing it to Jing Rong. "This is the news their newspaper is planning to publish tomorrow. Take a look."

Jing Rong took it and took a look. There was a big headline, "TVXQ captain and girlfriend mysteriously returned to China, showing sweetness at the airport." The accompanying picture was Jung Yunho holding her hand and walking towards the car. The face of Jung Yunho's agent in the driver's seat not far away was also clearly visible. However, the magical thing was that the expression on Jung Yunho's face was clear, but he was blocking Jing Rong's head in front, leaving only a slender figure, and then the two of them holding hands. It would be difficult for people who were not familiar with her to recognize her.

Jing Rong couldn't help but feel a little relieved. Although the media didn't dare to openly report her, they had no qualms about covering her face or blurring the information. If they really wanted to investigate, she wouldn't be able to say anything. After all, she was relatively honest and didn't provide any specific information. If she was recognized, she could only blame her for not keeping a low profile. However, as Zhang Zhiyao said, her watch was too conspicuous, and netizens were all hidden experts. If they really investigated, she would definitely be unavoidable. Fortunately, Jing Rong had experience and took the initiative to draw attention to the media's actions, so she could nip these things in the bud.

"Well done, this news cannot be published."

"I've already said hello."

Jing Rong had just returned from Japan when her friends got the news. Zhang Zhiyao and Cui Yingya were particularly eager to share Jing Rong's achievements with them. That night, Jing Rong received numerous calls asking her to go out for parties. The last one was from Zhang Zhiyao. Jing Rong had just come out of the Golden Years, so she got in the car and rubbed her temples. Without rushing to start the car, she said to Zhang Zhiyao, "Zhiyao, I can't say much about the other people's calls, but you know, my father is in the hospital. How can I have the mood to go out for a party?"

"But don't forget, you opened G.R., and everyone knows it. A lot of people are watching you right now. If you don't show up at your own bar when you get back, isn't that telling everyone that something's happened to the Xue family and you don't have the mood or time to hang out?"

"It's only one night, it shouldn't be a big deal."

Zhang Zhiyao crossed his legs, a smile on his face, and said softly, "Dear, don't say I'm scaring you, but my uncle was just admitted to the hospital this morning, and there was already a disturbance this afternoon, wasn't there?"

"Never mind. I'll be there."

"That's good." Zhang Zhiyao hung up the phone contentedly, stepped on the accelerator, and drove his beloved car away into the night.

Jing Rong drank a few glasses of wine during the social event, but she had no problem driving. However, her nerves were already tense all day, and now she had a headache. She rubbed her solar plexus for a long time before starting the car and driving towards the bar.

Jing Rong arrived on time this time. His friends had also just arrived and were occupying their seats in the hall. As soon as Jing Rong sat down, someone whistled, "Our Jing Rongxi has finally decided to come back. Are those handsome guys from Japan good-looking? Are they making you want to leave?"

Jing Rong found a seat and sat down, saying, "Don't make trouble, I'm going to work."

"Tsk." Yi Zheng said disdainfully. Cui Yingya was the first to expose her, "Don't think I don't know that someone in your family is also in Japan!"

Another girl continued, "Speaking of someone, he's become popular again recently. That little model is quite talented and has become famous all over the country. But Jingrong, at least you're one of us, and you can't even beat a little model. Have you grown up in vain over all these years?!"

Cui Yingya echoed: "It's such a disgrace to us, really!"

Another boy laughed and said, "That little model looks quite attractive. Jingrong, do you want me to help you get her?"

Zhang Zhiyao laughed and said, "It's not that Jingrong can't handle it, she just doesn't want to care about it. That so-and-so, if she keeps courting death like this, she'll be finished sooner or later. Why dirty Jingrong's hands? Let's just watch the show."

"That's true." Cui Yingya nodded. "But Jingrong, you're doing well with someone in Japan, right?"

The author has something to say: What should I do? The author Sangkawen┭┮﹏┭┮

But I'll post it as soon as I finish coding. I'm going to take a shower and watch the celebrity show. I suddenly found that Wednesday and Thursday nights are much busier than weekends. Raise your hand if you agree╮(╯_╰)╭

Today I circled a few more local tyrant girls——

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