Song Nuan slapped his hand away and immediately realized who Xu Yiran had called earlier.

She muttered to herself, "Why is Yiran telling you all this?"

"It wasn't her who said it."

"Then why did you suddenly appear at my house and ask me how many days I haven't slept?"

Li Jingchen laughed, "Is it strange that I'm at your house? I've broken into the Qin family's house quite a few times before. Besides, with those dark circles under your eyes that are practically falling off the ground, anyone who isn't blind can see them. There's no need for Xu Yiran to tip you off."

Song Nuan was speechless after hearing what he said.

She couldn't be bothered with it; it was a waste of her time.

Li Jingchen followed him into the house.

Seeing that Song Nuan sat down and started looking at the computer and documents without even pouring her a glass of water, Li Jingchen had no choice but to help herself and poured her a warm glass of water.

Song Nuan didn't even look at it, "Just leave it there."

Li Jingchen frowned slightly.

With a snap, the laptop was closed.

Song Nuan reacted quickly and pulled her hand back, avoiding being trapped. She was a little angry as she looked at the pair of large hands pressing down on the laptop lid.

"Li Jingchen, what are you doing? I haven't saved the data yet! If the data is lost, will you take responsibility?!"

"I'll take responsibility."

"What will you use to take responsibility?" Song Nuan roared in anger.

He said calmly, "You don't need to worry about it. Go to sleep now."

Song Nuan glared at him resentfully, "Didn't you also handle official business until very late every day in Country A? Did I say anything about it?"

Li Jingchen looked down at her, his eyes cold and icy. "Song Nuan, you can't get fat in one bite. Don't you understand that? You can't solve the Song family's problems even if you don't sleep for a month."

"How do you know I can't do it?" Song Nuan became increasingly angry as she spoke. "Who do you think you are?"

Li Jingchen pressed his temples, feeling a headache coming on, then picked her up, threw her onto the bed, and tied her hands and feet to prevent her from escaping.

Thus, Song Nuan was forced to lie flat on the bed in an extremely humiliating manner.

"Li! Jing! Chen!"

"You can shout until you're hoarse, it won't help, you have to go to sleep today."

After saying that, he turned and left, slamming the door shut. No matter how much Song Nuan shouted, he remained unmoved.

hateful!

Song Nuan was so angry that she writhed on the bed a couple of times.

Having not slept for several days in a row, her body had reached its limit. After lying down for a while, Song Nuan slowly fell asleep.

At that time, in the living room.

Li Jingchen glanced at the document briefly.

Then he called Lin Xuan and said, "Check the documents in the email, contact these companies, and complete the contract termination procedures."

Lin Xuan had worked at Li's for many years, and he didn't even need to click in to see what was going on; he could tell from the file name that this wasn't a company that cooperated with Li's.

Upon clicking, sure enough, it was the Song family again.

He was paid to do the work, but over time, he inevitably developed resentment.

For example, right now—

Lin Xuan couldn't help but add, "President Li, this isn't a Li Group project. The Li Group probably doesn't have the authority or standing to negotiate contract terminations with these companies on behalf of the Song Group."

"Who gave you permission to go as Li's special assistant?"

"...Please explain further."

Does he expect him to register a shell company himself and go under Mr. Lin's name?

Li Jingchen said calmly, "I have shares in Song's Group. You will go as my personal assistant."

"Mr. Li, this is a voluntary breach of contract. What about the penalty for breach of contract?"

"I'll pay."

The Song family has no money at all, so naturally they can't afford to pay the penalty for breach of contract. Otherwise, Song Nuan wouldn't have gone to so much trouble for so many days.

Lin Xuan was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Okay, I'll take care of it right away."

...

Song Nuan slept straight through until the next day.

But I woke up with a cold.

After sneezing several times, my nose was instantly blocked, making it difficult to breathe. My throat felt like it was on fire, and even swallowing saliva felt like it was irritating my throat and was extremely painful.

My head feels heavy.

"Li Jingchen," she called his name weakly.

Xu Yiran rushed over upon hearing the noise.

"Song Nuan, you're finally awake!"

"Where is Li Jingchen?" When she spoke, her voice was hoarse and rough, as if it had been torn apart.

Xu Yiran exclaimed in confusion, tilting her head to stare at her. "Li Jingchen? Are you out of your mind? This is your house, where is Li Jingchen?"

Could it be that Xu Yiran really didn't send him?

Song Nuan shook her head, got up and left the room. When she got to the living room, she realized that her files were gone, but her computer was still there.

"Yiran, have you seen the documents on my desk?"

"No, you were asleep in the room when I got home from get off work yesterday, and I couldn't wake you up."

Besides Xu Yiran, only Li Jingchen came yesterday.

Did he take it?

She picked up her phone, ready to call Li Jingchen, but received a call from the project manager.

"President Song, what do you mean?" he roared, "You didn't even notify me before terminating so many projects. Do you even respect me as the project manager?!"

"What contract termination?" Song Nuan was completely confused.

The project manager seemed to have expected this, and gave a cold snort. He was a member of Song Zhiren's faction and already had grievances against the newly appointed young female president. Now that Song had caught him in a work-related issue, he was eager to vent all his pent-up dissatisfaction.

"In just one morning, three companies sent termination notices. The one terminating the contracts is the Song family. Who else could it be but you? You don't know anything, yet you try to act like a new broom sweeps clean. I think you might as well just shut down the project department!"

Song Nuan was unaware of the situation, but the project manager's words were quite offensive.

Those who follow Song Zhiren will speak and act just like him.

The corruption within the Song family is extremely serious. She has indeed been thinking about who to target recently, but hasn't decided who to choose yet. Since the project manager said so, she can save herself the trouble of worrying about who to target.

Use what's readily available.

She glanced at the time; it was a little past nine.

"I'm going to the company now. We can discuss any issues in person. You should inform the entire project team to have a meeting at 11:00 sharp."

He hung up after saying that.

Xu Yiran overheard this and asked, "You have such a bad cold, why are you still going to the company?"

"It's nothing serious, just a meeting." Song Nuan said as she rummaged through the cabinet for cold medicine, dissolved it in hot water, and prepared to drink it.

Xu Yiran quickly stopped her.

"You haven't eaten anything this morning, so you can't take medicine on an empty stomach!"

Upon hearing this, Song Nuan seemed to only then realize what was happening. Xu Yiran sighed and helplessly handed her a piece of bread.

Song Group.

The meeting room was packed. Even though it was the largest meeting room in the company, many people still had to stand.

The project team has several subgroups, with nearly a hundred people in the entire department. Normally, the project manager and subgroup leaders hold meetings. Today's scale is the only one since the establishment of Song's Group.

People were discussing it animatedly.

The tension gradually dissipated as everyone's curiosity grew.

The project manager sat at the front, with three documents on his left, which Song Nuan saw as soon as she entered.

That was probably evidence of her crimes that he had prepared.

"Mr. Song, you've arrived just in time," the project manager said with a cool sneer. "Our entire project team has put aside our work and been waiting for you for half an hour."

He told his employees, "We'll catch up on the work that was delayed this morning by working overtime today."