Chapter 178
next day
He Cheng arrived at the restaurant early to have breakfast with Ling Wu.
He waited for a long time, and even after He Tingyao and He Tinglan put down their utensils and got up to go to school, the person he was waiting for still did not appear.
He Cheng looked at the breakfast that had gone cold in front of him, and spoke with a strained voice: "Has Madam not gotten up yet?"
Jiang Du lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Madam left before dawn."
"Left?" He Cheng stood up, his brow furrowed. "Where did she go?"
Jiang Du explained, "Madam left early this morning for the Duan Group."
"The Duan Group?"
Jiang Du nodded, his eyes cold. "Sir, don't you know that Madam graduated from a financial university and originally planned to take over the Duan Group after graduation?"
He Cheng paused as he was about to leave, then turned to look at Jiang Du, "Tell me everything you know."
He did not suspect that Jiang Du would have any ulterior motives, because it was a required course for a steward to be familiar with the master's usual affairs and schedule.
"Madam has always been at the top of her class in school. If the current president of the Duan Group could have been a little more ambitious and helped Madam graduate from university, the Duan Group wouldn't be in such a state now."
Jiang Du's gold-rimmed glasses reflected a cold light under the crystal chandelier, and his usually indifferent voice became somewhat low due to the regret in his tone.
"When the young master and young lady had their physical examinations this year, the madam also had one, and the results were not good."
He Cheng took the initiative to speak: "Besides migraines, what else is wrong with her?"
Jiang Du paused for a moment, then began to explain the reason: "The young lady, who has just come of age, takes care of the young master and young lady at night, finishes her studies during the day, and is always worried that the servants at home will not do their job well. The young lady's parents... have never cared about her either, and the occasional phone calls are always scolding."
“Over time, the lady developed psychological problems.” Jiang Du’s voice grew even colder.
He Cheng had no idea how Ling Wu had managed all these years.
After Bei Banban left, he went from initially drowning his sorrows in alcohol to later becoming engrossed in his career. His feelings for Tinglan and Tingyao were more like a sense of responsibility than affection.
And Duan Lingwu...
As he was pondering, the maid brought him his phone. He glanced at the contact name, frowned, and answered the call.
Even through the phone, the helplessness in the man's voice was palpable. "He Cheng, do you have a female companion for the banquet tomorrow night? My father said he'd beat me up if I didn't bring one this time. Can you introduce me to someone?"
He Cheng was still lost in thought, so his voice was heavy. "Okay."
"Hey! This isn't something that could kill you, is it? Your voice sounds worse than when my dad beats me!"
But He Cheng hung up the phone.
At the other end, Jiang Zhi leaned back on the sofa, her nonchalant posture combined with her delicate, sunny, and youthful face exuding a lazy yet radiant charm.
He curled his lip and complained, "I don't know what's so great about that Bei girl. He's so obsessed with her. They've been secretly married for so many years, and he's still acting like he's going to die for her all day. This whole thing is so unfair to both of them."
He held the invitation in his hand, glanced at the contact information He Cheng had sent, and, propping his head up with his hand, sent a message to the new number.
[Hello, I'm a friend from Hecheng. I'm sorry to take up your time with the banquet tonight, but we'll meet at the banquet entrance.]
He pondered for a long time, but couldn't find any problem, so he sent it out.
I quickly received a message and learned that the other person was wearing a burgundy evening dress. I then turned off my phone, which is why I didn't receive the selfie and the dress design that the other person sent.
He Cheng, who was putting his phone on the table, was about to get up when Jiang Du interrupted him with a sentence: "Madam said she doesn't want to waste food."
He seemed to be just casually reminding her, and as soon as he finished speaking, he took the plate away, but He Cheng raised his hand to stop him.
Seeing this, Jiang Du stepped back and glanced at the sky.
I really want to go with my wife, but I don't know if everything will go smoothly for her today.
Cold fried eggs with cold milk – the early spring morning was anything but pleasant; all I could taste was the fishy smell that seeped into my bones.
He Cheng was once again filled with regret. If only...
If he hadn't slammed the door and left that day, would everything have been different?
How should mental illnesses be treated?
Duan Group
From the moment the receptionist blushed to the moment she discussed changing the president with the top shareholders, everything went incredibly smoothly for Ling Wu!
Duan's father lacked business acumen; otherwise, he wouldn't have squandered a thriving conglomerate to the point of near collapse just a few years after Duan's grandfather's death.
So when she presented the shares left to her by her grandfather and Duan Lingwu's achievements at school, a group of shareholders became biased.
Finally, in Lingwu's proposal, the shareholders made the final decision.
Duan's father, still embracing his gentle mistress, was completely unaware that his original plan to have Ling Wu do an internship had been completely overturned.
His status changed from that of a president who made the final decisions to a small shareholder who only owned five percent of the company.
While he was still embracing the warm and soft woman, dreaming of having a son, Ling Wu was already sitting in the CEO's office, which had been turned upside down.
The chair spun slightly, and Lingwu looked down at the entire city, her gaze lingering on the tallest building in the city center.
That's the He Group.
But in the future, the building she's in will be even taller than that one.
In the memories that others have more of, there are many promising young talents who have yet to find their mentor and are constantly hitting walls.
These people will propel the He Group to unprecedented heights in the future.
However, now it will be replaced by the Duan family.
Duan Lingwu's Duan family.
The sun rises and hangs high in the sky at noon.
After finishing the meal that Li Zhenzhen brought, Ling Wu rested for a while.
The documents processed in one morning reveal that Duan's father not only lacks business acumen, but he is acting completely recklessly!
Fortunately, the shareholders discovered this later and held a shareholders' meeting to make him stay in his position. After that, Duan's father stopped managing the company.
The person in charge of the temporary management was also sent to jail after one of her phone calls, and it's almost certain that he's been there for over ten years.
The only redeeming quality of the huge mess left behind is that no tax evasion has occurred.
Her eyes and neck were a little sore, so to avoid a migraine, Lingwu got up and left the Duan family.
What needed to be resolved has been resolved, what needed to be sent in has been sent in, and most people have basically started working and signed contracts.
Now all that's missing is funding and time.
After kindergarten, He Tingyao was filled with pride and excitement when she discovered that Ling Wu had personally come to pick her up.
After several children exclaimed "Wow!", her cute little face flushed slightly.
"Whose sister is that?"
"It's so beautiful!"
"Sister, you're so beautiful!"
The children's innocent words and adorable expressions of appreciation made for a truly delightful scene.
But He Tingyao, who had been looking quite proud, frowned. She ran quickly towards Ling Wu, shouting as she ran, "Mom!"
He Tinglan also withdrew her gaze from the birds flying outside the window, coldly got up from her seat, and walked towards Ling Wu.
"Tinglan, Tingyao, see you tomorrow." The kindergarten teacher's sweet voice rang out.
Only He Tingyao turned around and waved obediently, "See you tomorrow, teacher~"
He Tingyao was loved by everyone around her since she was a child, and this is why.
Lingwu looked down and could only see two fluffy little heads. "Lanlan doesn't like kindergarten?"
He Tinglan was pondering whether a bird in the sky could still fly if its wings were broken.
Hearing Ling Wu call his name out of the blue, he lowered his eyes and simply nodded.
"Then you don't need to come tomorrow. Jiang Du has already made arrangements with the school. You can go to the middle school you've always wanted to attend."
"Will you take me tomorrow?" He Tinglan's voice didn't sound excited.
But when he looked up at Ling Wu, sunlight shone through his emotionless eyes, as if they were filled with expectation.
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