A slight breeze came in from the window at the end of the corridor.

After Fu Chen sent the Su mother and daughter away, he did not return to the ward immediately. Instead, he stood by the window for a while.

Su Yao's words just now turned over in his mind.

There were some things that he hadn't paid much attention to before, but now that he thought about it, they were quite interesting.

Ning Nanxue walked over from the other end of the corridor, wearing a beige suit, her hair tied up, looking very energetic.

Come to visit the patient? Or come to see him?

Fu Chen put away the unlit cigarette and nodded slightly to her.

As their eyes met, the door of Xu Zhiru's ward opened a little.

She was wearing a hospital gown and her expression remained the same, but her eyes were different from when Su Yao was here just now. She had a bit more determination to go all out.

She waved at Ning Nanxue and lowered her voice: "Miss Ning, come here."

Ning Nanxue glanced at Fu Chen, and when he didn't respond, she walked over. Fu Chen followed her to the door of the ward, but didn't enter. He could hear the sounds inside.

Xu Zhiru took a brown paper bag from under the pillow and quickly stuffed it into Ning Nanxue's bag. Her fingers were white and shaking from pinching it. "This is a copy of the cooperation agreement signed by Su Yao and Su Corporation in the name of Fu Corporation. Look, she used the identity of 'strategic consultant', so Fu Chen can't make the decision on many things. The old directors in the company are now on her side."

Ning Nanxue took out the documents and flipped through them, the papers rustling.

Turning to the entry "Conditional Sharing of Ning's Core Technology Patents," she snorted, "What a calculation! Using Fu's as a pretext to exploit, now you're eyeing Ning's technology." She closed the file and looked at Xu Zhiru, "Giving this to me? What do you want?"

Xu Zhiru clutched the quilt, staring at Ning Nanxue. Her voice was a little vague, but her words were clear: "I don't want anything. I just want... to let Fu Chen see who Su Yao is and make her pay the price for what she did today!" As she spoke, her eyes swept towards Fu Chen at the door, and her dissatisfaction was all in it. "Let him see what kind of person he has been protecting."

Fu Chen looked at Xu Zhiru, then glanced at the documents in Ning Nanxue's hand without saying a word.

He was not unaware of Su Yao's thoughts, but he didn't expect it to be so quick and direct.

This was not too unexpected for Xu Zhiru.

Ning Nanxue put the documents away: "Thank you. Take care of yourself."

After she finished speaking, she left the ward, nodded to Fu Chen, and went straight to the elevator.

Fu Chen watched her walk away before turning to Xu Zhiru and saying, "I didn't expect that you and Ning Nanxue would have such a good relationship one day."

"There are no eternal enemies. What's more, Miss Ning is indeed a friend worth making close friends with." Xu Zhiru breathed a sigh of relief.

In Jiang Tingchen's office.

He leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.

Opposite him was Wen Qiming, the old director of Fu Group. Everyone called him Mr. Wen. His hair was white, but he looked still strong.

Mr. Wen pushed a project document over, his brow furrowed. "Mr. Jiang, Su Yao has revised the 'Greenlight Technology Development Plan' herself. Please review it. She wants to move Greenlight's core team to Su's new company. Greenlight is the hard work of the Fu family, and their technology is first-class. If she succeeds, the Fu family will suffer a huge loss."

Jiang Tingchen picked it up and flipped through it, glancing at the areas marked in red. The changes in funding directions and member incentives were quite subtle, and only an expert could see the problems.

He pointed his finger at the red "Fu" character at the end of the document, which was said to be Su Yao's imitation of the handwriting. "It's okay to remove the firewood from under the cauldron."

Mr. Wen sighed: "Mr. Fu has been distracted by Xu Zhiru's affairs recently, and Su Yao is scheming, and many people on the board of directors have been pulled over by her. We old people don't have enough weight to speak."

Jiang Tingchen put down the documents and looked at Mr. Wen. "Uncle Wen, Huayun has just opened an Optoelectronics Technology Research Institute with excellent equipment and environment. If the old Greenlight team is willing, Huayun will give them a new laboratory, good treatment, and let them have the final say in R&D."

Mr. Wen was stunned for a moment, then understood. This was to get ahead of Su Yao and also give Fu a heads-up.

"Mr. Jiang means..."

"Ning's company has cooperated with Fu's company a lot. Ning's company also invested in Greenlight's technology in the early days." Jiang Tingchen said calmly.

"I don't want to see a good team fall apart due to internal strife, and the interests of the Ning Group cannot be harmed. Hua Yun's help is not in vain." He leaned forward slightly and looked at Mr. Wen. "As for the Fu Group's board of directors, especially when it comes to cooperation with the Su Group, I'll have to ask Uncle Wen to speak up for the Ning Group."

Mr. Wen looked at Jiang Tingchen and knew what was going on.

This young man was quick and ruthless in his actions. He nodded, "Don't worry, Mr. Jiang. For the sake of the Fu family, and to prevent certain people from getting too complacent, I, an old man, will speak when necessary."

Fu Group, tea room.

Ning Nanxue had just poured a cup of coffee and when she turned around, she was bumped into by someone.

Most of the hot coffee spilled on her off-white sleeve, leaving a brown mark.

"Oh, Mr. Ning, I'm so sorry." Su Yao covered her mouth, but her eyes were not what she thought. "Why don't you pay attention when you walk?"

There were a few employees in the tea room, all looking over here.

Ning Nanxue took a tissue and wiped her sleeves slowly, as if the stain didn't bother her at all.

She looked up at Su Yao: "Miss Su, please pay more attention to the front when you walk. The next time you bump into someone, it may not be coffee."

Su Yao laughed, her eyes turning on Ning Nanxue's sleeves: "Mr. Ning's clothes don't look cheap, do they? It would be a pity if they got dirty. Mr. Ning has always been so frugal? If it were me, I would have asked someone to throw it away long ago."

She raised her wrist, and the men's cufflinks on her sleeve swayed, standing out under the light.

Jiang Tingchen also has a pair of similar cufflinks.

Ning Nanxue's gaze paused for a moment on the cufflinks on Su Yao's wrist, and the corners of her mouth curled up, but the smile did not reach her eyes: "Miss Su's vision is quite special. I don't know why, Miss Su seems to care about other people's things. Whether it's a person or a thing."

The smile on Su Yao's face froze for a second. She could hear the hidden meaning in Ning Nanxue's words.

As the two were looking at each other, Fu Chen's footsteps were heard in the corridor.

In the top floor conference room of Fu Group, the air was so stuffy that it was hard to breathe.

At the oval conference table, the old directors of Fu Group looked at each other, their eyes wandering between Fu Chen, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot in the main seat, and Su Yao, who was sitting diagonally opposite.

Today's meeting was originally to discuss next quarter's marketing promotion, but a document came down and everything was messed up.

"Ms. Su," Fu Chen said, his voice filled with anger, his knuckles clenched until white, as he pointed at the "Starlink Technology" exclusive cooperation agreement on the table, "Who gave you the authority to sign this?"

He, Fu Chen, is the president of Fu Corporation. It is true that the company now relies on the Su family for financial support, but for such a big matter, Su Yao dares to bypass him and make the final decision. Isn't this a slap in his face?