Recently, good things have been happening frequently at Beixin Machinery Factory. Especially in the two days before the interview, Yang Chang had several dinner parties a day. Those who used to look down on him or take a wait-and-see attitude towards him are now eagerly inviting him to dinner.
There are only two things on his mind: either he wants to invest or he wants to cooperate. In short, he has recently become a big name in the business circles of Southwest China.
Here, in a high-end restaurant, Yang was led into a private room by a waiter.
"Director Yang, the other executives who organized the event are waiting for you inside. This way, please."
He straightened his collar, hummed in response, and thought to himself that it was a blessing for these people to wait for him. He had already given them a lot of face by coming at all. What was wrong with waiting?
Upon hearing the waiter's words, he became somewhat displeased, as if the waiter was deliberately urging him on. He immediately stopped and chuckled.
"I'm going to the restroom first. I'll make the bosses wait a bit longer, hmph."
“Yang…”
The person had already left. The waiter bit his lip in frustration, wondering what he had said wrong. He had been very respectful; had he offended him?
After walking a distance, Yang Chang looked back and, seeing that no one was following, leaned against the railing and lit a cigarette.
Given his future achievements, whenever he makes others feel bad, there will be no opportunity for others to make him feel bad.
He took a deep drag on his cigarette, and the pent-up frustration gradually dissipated. After finishing the cigarette, he threw the butt on the ground, stomped it out, and was about to walk back when he heard a familiar voice as he passed a small private room. Before that, a male voice asked a question.
"Commander Cheng, what's wrong with you these past few days? Don't just drink all the time. You seem to be in a bad mood. Is something wrong at home?"
"Get out of here! What could possibly happen? Your sister-in-law just thinks too highly of herself!" Cheng Ran took a sip of wine. "Something tiny happened at the factory and she comes back to give me attitude. I'm her husband, not her servant! If she keeps going like this, I really hope her factory goes out of business and closes down as soon as possible. Anyway, ever since she got pregnant with her second child, her brain hasn't been working properly. At this rate, it's no wonder she can't compete with Beixin!"
Yang Chang's eyes suddenly lit up, and through the crack in the door, he saw that Cheng Ran was indeed among the people inside.
Are they talking about Jiang Wanqing? Is it because of factory issues that their family relationship is also strained?
Tsk tsk... Yang Chang curled his lips. It's like someone handed a pillow when you're sleepy. Even Cheng Ran said so. It seems that Jiang Wanqing really can't turn things around recently.
He listened for a few more minutes, then, unable to suppress a laugh, quietly left.
Inside the private room, Cheng Ran glanced at the door out of the corner of his eye, snorted coldly, put down his wine glass, and glanced at his friends present.
"Thanks, this meal is on me."
"Commander Cheng, what are you saying? Everyone has their troubles. Your wife is already very capable. Just bear with her temper when she gets angry with you. She'll be fine in no time."
"Of course I know my wife is excellent. I'm going back now. You guys enjoy your meal."
After saying that, Cheng Ran got up and left, leaving the others completely bewildered.
"Hey... wait... why did you just leave like that? Weren't you pouring your heart out to us? You're just dealing with it all by yourself?"
Cheng Ran remained silent, but to be honest, acting was quite enjoyable, and he was now even more eager for Jiang Wanqing to reveal the mystery to him as soon as possible.
The day of the interview arrived quickly. Yang Chang had a stage set up in the factory square with a long table on it. Reporters holding microphones and people carrying cameras were already in place. He went up and tested the microphone first.
"Hello, hello..."
"Director Yang is here! Hurry up and get to the front!" The reporters swarmed forward, their faces full of anticipation, hoping to dig up some news material.
"Director Yang, may I ask who this empty seat next to you is for?"
One of the reporters exchanged a glance with Yang Chang and asked the first question.
"This seat... is for my benefactor and former comrade-in-arms, Comrade Jiang Wanqing. I owe my success today to her, so I think it's essential to invite her to such an important occasion."
"Where is she? Could it be that she feels ashamed to come because you, Director Yang, have surpassed her? I heard that her factory has had a series of incidents these past few days. Could it be that your success has affected her mindset, causing her to panic and lose her composure? Hahaha..."
Yang Chang waved his hand, smiled as if he were understanding, and then explained.
"You can't say that. Comrade Jiang is a woman after all, and her physical condition is somewhat lacking. I guess something happened at home that held her back. I believe she will definitely come today. She told me that she would cheer for my success!"
This is a huge stage, with everyone taking turns speaking, immersed in the world they've created.
Guo Xueyun, fully armed, hid in the crowd, pulled her hat brim low, and sneered.
"Jiang Wanqing, if you don't come this time, the matter is settled..." she muttered smugly to herself.
"It's quite lively here."
What?
Guo Xueyun would never forget that voice, even in death; it was none other than Jiang Wanqing's!
Everyone turned around instinctively upon hearing the voice, and sure enough, they saw the person who had just claimed that he dared not come.
"Comrade Jiang... Comrade Jiang..."
Some people at the scene recognized her and greeted her awkwardly, but she didn't respond. This kind of opportunistic person, who only follows whoever benefits, wasn't worth her time.
She walked straight to the stage, and Yang Chang's expression changed, his hands clenching into fists.
Damn it, she actually dared to come!
Yang Chang was very unhappy, but he quickly put on a smile and reached out his hand when Jiang Wanqing walked up to him.
"It's been a while, Comrade Jiang. I'm very happy and honored that you could attend our new product launch and interview event today."
"Ha." She ignored his outstretched hand. "Of course you're honored to have taken my work, yet you're eager to copy it right away. You're still a useless piece of trash!"
“You…” He opened his eyes wide, then narrowed them, “You know?”
He said the last sentence in a low voice.
"If you don't want others to know, then don't do it in the first place."
"So what? The patents and products are in my hands now. It's too late. Today, you either obediently watch how I trample you under my feet, or you make a scene and make a last-ditch effort. But don't blame me for not warning you, your dignity is the last thing you can retain. In any case, I'm going to win. Just you wait and see!"
Despite hearing these arrogant and ignorant words, Jiang Wanqing remained calm and looked Yang Chang up and down.
"You're just as stupid as I think." Her eyes swept across the audience, finally settling on Guo Xueyun. "One stupid person hooking up with another stupid person, do you think two mediocre people can outwit Zhuge Liang? Too bad... the sum of two negatives only exists in mathematics, not in reality!"
Yang Chang was so angry at her words that his temples throbbed, and he suppressed his resentment.
"Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
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