Cheng Qin lowered her eyelids slightly, concealing the slight redness rising in her eyes. She moved her lips and slowly turned to walk towards the door.

His usually proud and upright back seemed to bend for a moment.

Gong Ning, Beiyin International is about to be taken away.

Do you really not want it anymore?

"Hey, wait a minute!" Zhou Zijin had her assistant stop Cheng Qin.

She slowly walked to Cheng Qin's side and grabbed Cheng Qin's arm affectionately. "I suddenly remembered that Miss Cheng has put a lot of effort into Beiyin International over the years. It would be hard for me to let you leave like this. Why don't you stay and see how I handle the next steps?"

Cheng Qin's brows furrowed, and she abruptly shook off the hand gripping her arm, turning to leave.

Zhou Zijing wasn't angry and continued, "For example, how to handle Anle's latest work?"

Cheng Qin froze on the spot.

The people present could not hide their excitement.

Anle's new work.

"As far as I know, Anle is a talented young woman you discovered and personally nurtured, right? What do you think about such an outstanding and dazzling new literary star being exposed for plagiarism and then being blacklisted because of it?"

Whoosh—

Everyone present was astonished.

Cheng Qin suddenly turned around and slapped Zhou Zijing hard across the face.

However, Zhou Zijing nimbly grabbed her arm and pushed her back, causing Cheng Qin to stumble backward a few steps.

Her eyes were bloodshot, burning with rage as she glared at Zhou Zijing, who was slowly withdrawing her hand. She roared out each word with a snarl, "You dare?"

Zhou Zijin laughed as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world, laughing so hard she was doubled over and her body was shaking.

"Why wouldn't I dare? Don't forget, acquiring Beiyin International means acquiring the Beiyin behind it. How powerful is it? How easy is it to blacklist a small writer and ruin her reputation? Do I need to remind you? Miss Cheng, after all, you've been in charge of Beiyin International for so many years. Don't be so naive!"

The conference room erupted in laughter, and many mocking and sarcastic glances were directed or subtly directed at Cheng Qin.

Cheng Qin was trembling with anger.

"Bang--"

With a loud bang, the carved door of the conference room was suddenly kicked open.

"I had no idea that my Beiyin International had become the property of your Zhou family of bastards? Hmm?"

A boastful and bright voice suddenly resounded in everyone's ears.

Before anyone could react...

The next instant, a sharp, cold slap resounded throughout the entire conference room.

The meeting room fell into an eerie silence; the sudden turn of events left them somewhat bewildered.

Zhou Zijin fell to the ground in a disheveled state, her smug and arrogant smile completely frozen.

His face swelled up at a visible speed, and a few streaks of bright red blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Gong Ning casually blew on her fingers, looking at Zhou Zijin who had fallen to the ground with a half-smile.

His eyes were frighteningly cold.

Zhou Zijing felt a chill run down her spine as she was stared at by that cold gaze.

"The Zhou family is really something. In just a few days, they've slapped me all over the place. Sigh, I don't like violence!"

The bodyguards, who had been knocked down one after another at the entrance, were groaning in pain. "Miss, if you don't like violence, why did you hit us!"

hiss--

It hurts so much!

The wailing around her was so loud that Gong Ning frowned, hooked a stool next to her with her foot, and kicked it out the door.

Clang—

The room outside the meeting room fell instantly as quiet as a chicken's nest.