After giving a thorough rant, Huang Siwen happily returned to school. It was graduation season, and all the students were busy looking for jobs. When she returned to the dormitory, it was empty.

After kicking off her high heels, Huang Siwen limped to a chair and sat down. Looking at her swollen ankle, she gritted her teeth in hatred. No matter how many years had passed, Zheng Hongjun still looked the same dull and stupid person, which made her furious.

Fortunately, she had climbed onto a powerful tree, and the other party would definitely make Zhao Hongjun pay the price. Then she could look down on his miserable end from a high place.

The dormitory window was open, and a sudden gust of wind blew up a lot of dust. Huang Siwen frowned in disgust and limped towards the window to close it. Just then, a newspaper drifted in the wind and landed right in front of her face.

"What a piece of junk!" Huang Siwen angrily grabbed the newspaper from her face, ready to throw it into the trash can. There was a girl in the dormitory who loved watching the news, but Huang Siwen never paid any attention to such things.

Huang Siwen's sharp eyes spotted the photo in the newspaper, and her gaze immediately froze. She opened it and began reading it quickly, her hands trembling violently. The newspaper was about Baisha City, the city to which the dilapidated village she never wanted to remember belonged. But that wasn't the most important thing; the most important thing was that face she had seen countless times.

"Zhao Fang? Yu Xiaohong? How is that possible?" Huang Siwen's hands trembled violently, as if she had Parkinson's disease. The newspaper in her hands was deformed from being squeezed and kept trembling, like a butterfly about to take flight.

How could Zhao Fang become the town mayor? He was just an ordinary accountant. How could he possibly become the mayor? In just seven short years, he has risen to become the county magistrate, with remarkable achievements and a bright future ahead.

The woman he hated most was Yu Xiaohong, who had wronged him back then. She had easily become the county magistrate's wife, and her future prospects were even brighter. What was most infuriating was that this woman was a well-known businesswoman? How could she be so unfair? Those who had once been at odds with him had risen to high positions, while he had to fawn over and be angry for a mere position in Hongyou Group? It was unjust—God was unjust—

The news report stated that the president of Hongyou Company donated money to repair roads in the village as a way of giving back to the neighbors, and the town mayor and his wife came forward to express their gratitude. The words were full of praise for the town mayor's great achievements and Hongyou Company. Looking at the smiling couple in the photo, Huang Siwen felt increasingly bitter. All of this should have belonged to her.

The sudden news left Huang Siwen feeling unsettled and dazed, failing to notice the familiar profile in the black-and-white photograph. The Zhao couple in the photo were fully visible, smiling broadly, while the representative of Hongyou Group only showed half his face, keeping a low profile.

Under normal circumstances, Huang Siwen might have been able to glean something from that half of his face. Although she was quite annoyed with Zhao Hongjun, they had been husband and wife for several years, so she was quite familiar with his face. But now, she was preoccupied with anger and resentment and had no time to look at such details.

As the saying goes, misfortunes never come singly, and bad luck always seems to strike one after another. Before Huang Siwen could recover from the blow, a phone call rang out as if it were a matter of life and death.

Seeing the words "Old Sun" on the screen, Huang Siwen wasn't in high spirits, but thinking that things might have been settled before, he answered the phone listlessly, "Hello..."

As soon as the call connected, heavy breathing came through. Vice President Sun was clearly very nervous. He calmed his wildly beating heart, glanced at the person next to him, and spoke very quickly.

“Huang Siwen, I have nothing to do with you anymore. Don’t come looking for me, and don’t let me see you. Otherwise, I’ll beat you every time I see you.”

The extremely fast tone of the voice caused Huang Siwen's mind to freeze for a moment. She didn't understand what the other person meant for a long time. After finally processing it, her mental defenses collapsed instantly.

"Old Sun, what did I do wrong that you're treating me like this? Why?" Vice President Sun was the highest-ranking person she had encountered in recent years, and someone she had worked so hard to win over. Yet, in less than an hour, he had completely changed. How could she not break down?

Even if she had the idea of ​​dumping him, she could only think about it. Before finding a better one, Vice President Sun was her best option.

"No reason why! I'm fed up with you. Don't come looking for me again. I have nothing to do with you. And don't use my name to do anything or get close to the company. Otherwise, I'll make you pay the price."

Vice President Sun's heart pounded even faster as he looked at the man in the suit sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, desperately trying to distance himself from the situation. Good heavens, how come I didn't realize this woman was so difficult? Even breaking up is so unpleasant; I must have been blinded by greed before.

"You know my capabilities, that's all." To prevent the other party from saying anything more, Vice President Sun quickly finished speaking and hung up the phone, giving them no chance.

Hearing the beeping sound coming from the other end, Huang Siwen's psychological defenses completely collapsed. Tears streamed down her face like a burst dam, and she slumped to the ground. It seemed that she had experienced this feeling of despair before, and experiencing it again did not make her adaptable. Instead, it made her even more desperate.

Huang Siwen didn't care about Vice President Sun. At this moment, he was in trouble himself. After hanging up the phone, he cautiously glanced at the man sitting in the boss's chair, and then looked at his own brother next to him.

The most frightening thing was the sudden silence. Vice President Sun's older brother was exasperated, but he couldn't ignore his younger brother no matter what, so he had to break the silence first.

"Mr. Zhao, it was indeed my brother's fault in this matter. I specifically made him come to apologize to you, and even made him throw that tactless woman in front of you. Please, for the sake of my years working for you..." The implication was clear: please be lenient!

It wasn't that Zhao Hongjun was particularly ruthless, acting like a gangster and trying to kill people; it was simply that he was under someone else's roof, and if he were disliked by his superiors, he wouldn't have the good life he had now. Being on the smooth sailing ship of Hongyou Company, why would he want to disembark and live the life of an ordinary person?

Zhao Hongjun remained silent. Over the years, he had learned a great deal about managing subordinates, and sometimes silence was the best approach. He had plenty of patience.

Silence stretched across the office. General Manager Sun wiped the cold sweat from his brow with a handkerchief, while Vice President Sun's face was soaked, indistinguishable between sweat and tears. Though arrogant, he was quite clear-headed in certain ways: without his older brother's position at Hongyou Company, he was nothing, and had no right to frequent bars and chase women.

Even if it's just for his own sake, he has to make amends for this.

"President Zhao, Huang Siwen has offended you, and I will definitely make her apologize to you." Vice President Sun had made up his mind to sacrifice the pawn to save the king. At this moment, Zhao Hongjun finally looked up, his eyes filled with a smile.

No one knows what happened that day, only that Vice President Sun left the company afterward. After that, President Sun worked even harder and dedicated his entire life to the company.