The following day, in the chairman's office of the Nguyen Group.

Mr. Ruan was sitting behind his desk, looking sickly. The fine wrinkles on his face made him look even weaker. He took a few deep breaths and coughed twice, his voice trembling.

After a moment, Mr. Ruan said, "You little rascal, what brings you to the company? Didn't you leave all the work to your sister?"

"Smack—"

Ruan Qing'an didn't say anything, but simply threw the transparent bag containing the white powder in front of his father and watched it coldly.

Seeing this, Mr. Ruan did not take it to examine it, but frowned helplessly: "Why did you leave this harmful thing on your father's table? Take it away quickly. Where did you get it?"

"Dad, you don't know?"

Ruan Qingan took a deep breath, his leaden eyes turning slightly cold.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Ruan seemed to realize something only then, and sighed: "Are you implying that your sister wanted to harm you? If that's the case, then Dad will avenge you."

Ruan's father said this, but Ruan Qing'an didn't believe him at all.

The atmosphere froze for a moment, then Ruan Qing'an suddenly laughed and said, "No need, Dad. Since I brought it over, it's definitely not my sister. We are sisters, after all. She wouldn't do something so vicious."

"Okay, that's good. So, little girl, who did you come to see me for?"

Meeting her father's probing gaze, Ruan Qing'an took a half step forward and sat down opposite him: "It's nothing, I just missed you, Dad, so I came to see if you were doing well. Is that not allowed?"

Ruan's father laughed loudly: "Hahaha, of course it's possible."

Compared to the awkward father-daughter relationship between Ruan Qingling and her father, Ruan's father gave the original owner the greatest love and affection. Although he seemed very ruthless in his struggles with Ruan Qingling, he was otherwise able to let the original owner play the spoiled brat to the point that no one dared to mess with her.

Ruan's father basically had no bottom line, and his attitude was very strange.

Ruan Qing'an narrowed his eyes slightly and changed the subject: "But Dad, your health is getting worse and worse. I'm all grown up now, and I hope I can share some of your burden. My sister is also under a lot of pressure as the general manager."

"You're also going to get involved in the group's affairs?"

"I'm not participating, I'm just helping you out, Dad."

Ruan Qing'an naturally denied that she had come to seize power. Despite being known as a filial son, she spoke with righteous indignation and unwavering conviction.

037: [Are you all ancient fox spirits? Are you acting out a ghost story?]

"Shut up, close your eyes, don't go astray, little system."

Upon hearing Ruan Qing'an's words, Ruan's father remained silent for a moment before laughing out loud: "Alright, call your sister over too."

Half an hour later, Ruan Qingling also arrived at the office.

She glanced at Ruan Qing'an beside her, seemingly surprised that this good-for-nothing could still appear in the company, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she nodded to Ruan's father and asked, "Dad, did you need something from me?"

"It's nothing, it's just that your sister wants to help us out. She's grown up and has never been so sensible before. Let's make some arrangements for her."

When Mr. Ruan spoke, he immediately wanted to place Ruan Qing'an into the group.

Hearing this, Ruan Qingling's expression remained unchanged, but the emotions in her eyes were constantly shifting. She suppressed her anger and said, "Dad, I know Qing'an is considerate of us, but she hasn't done anything wrong after all. It's best not to do anything reckless."

"Sister, you're wrong about that."

Ruan Qing'an chuckled: "When you first took over the company, weren't you also clueless? Everything is difficult at the beginning, or is it that—sister, you're unwilling to teach me?"

Ruan Qingling's smile froze: "How could that be?"

Mr. Ruan interrupted their conversation: "Alright, alright, your sister meant well. It's okay if she doesn't know how. Everyone has to go through a process of growth. But—"

Upon hearing the pause in Ruan's father's voice, both Ruan Qing'an and Ruan Qingling looked up at him with some wariness.

At this moment, Mr. Ruan suddenly said, "Qingling also needs to work harder. Speaking of which, the group has two entertainment companies under it, namely Qiming and Changhuan. Why don't you each take over one? The Ruan Group's business in the entertainment industry depends on you to expand it."

The entire office fell silent for a moment.

While Mr. Ruan spoke kindly, he was actually trying to put Ruan Qingling and Ruan Qingan on the same starting line and make them compete in terms of ability.

It must be said that this is advantageous to Nguyen Thanh An.

At least at this point, Ruan Qing'an could sense that her father had a rather subtle favoritism towards the original owner of the body.

She nodded first: "Okay, thank you, Dad."

"Alright, you guys have divided up the companies, so get to work now."

Mr. Ruan waved his hand, showing no intention of continuing, and gave Ruan Qingling no chance to refute, completely shutting her down.

Soon, Ruan Qing'an took over Qiming Entertainment, while Ruan Qingling took over Changhuan Entertainment. Ruan Qingling was called back after Ruan Qing'an left the office first.

Mr. Ruan leaned back in his chair, his eyes half-closed: "Qingling, your sister is still young, please take good care of her."

"Dad, what is this—"

"Don't use any inappropriate methods, remember that."

Ruan's father opened his eyes and stared intently at Ruan Qingling, his gaze carrying a strong warning. Ruan Qingling lowered her head, her facial expression almost contorted, and she clenched her hands tightly.

Ruan Qingling really didn't understand why her father treated Ruan Qing'an this way—he didn't mind her using tricks, but not too much; he allowed her to praise Ruan Qing'an to the point of ruin, but he didn't object to Ruan Qing'an taking over the company.

It's like... using her as a stepping stone.

As soon as she stepped out of the office, Ruan Qingling spotted Ruan Qingan walking out of the personnel department not far away.

She couldn't help but sneer: "I didn't expect that a piece of trash like you would want to compete with me. I really don't know where you get your confidence. Good sister, I'll wait for you to admit defeat."

Are you scared?

"Ha, what a joke. Even without using any tricks, I can beat you fair and square. Besides, you still don't understand, Ruan Qing'an. Qiming has no people, no works, and its artists are almost all gone. What can you do?"

As she spoke, Ruan Qingling glanced at Ruan Qing'an with pity in her eyes, then turned and left without looking back.

Enlightenment...

Ruan Qingan looked down at the contract in his hand and chuckled softly.

...

After receiving the Qiming, Ruan Qing'an naturally got busy as quickly as possible. She temporarily stayed at Shi An's house—after all, having a "male mom" was not bad when she was almost too busy to work.

Shi An's cooking is delicious.

However... the cold-faced cool guy is quite "fierce".

After dinner was ready, Shi An took off her apron, while Ruan Qing'an sat cross-legged on the carpet by the living room window, writing something on a small table with a large stack of documents in front of her.

Shi An tapped the table with her knuckles: "Dinner's ready."

"Wait, it'll be ready soon, it'll be here in a bit!"

Ruan Qing'an hesitated and didn't give a casual answer, but he didn't move at all, continuing to flip through Qiming Entertainment's information.

Seeing that she seemed a little embarrassed, Shi An sat down on the carpet.

Her long, slender legs looked somewhat aggrieved as they were crossed.

"The situation is not good?"

"Well, Qiming is more troublesome than I thought. Most of the artists have left, and those who are left are the ones who really can't leave. They have no works and no way to make money. If it weren't for the Ruan Group still supporting them, they would have been forced to go bankrupt long ago."

As Ruan Qingan spoke, he pressed his temples and said, "I do have the funds, but the real problem is the lack of artists, not to mention that these artists must be able to shoulder the burden and produce quality work."

"It'll be troublesome if we can't sign any artists. Once we can get things going, things will be easier after that, but I've been looking for a long time..."

Shi An suddenly fell silent.

He reached out and pressed his large palm against the top of Ruan Qing'an's head, making her look up. When she met her worried face, Shi An asked, "Are you sure you can't find anyone?"

"Huh?"

"..."

Shi An sighed deeply again: "Me."

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