Lin Qingtong before me had porcelain-white skin, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and her facial features were perfect to the extreme.
His light-colored pupils exuded endless coldness, as if he were about to devour Jiang Hao alive on the spot.
Jiang Hao's breathing was slightly disordered, and he couldn't come to his senses for a long time. When did Lin Qingtong become so powerful?
"I have a contract here, I guarantee you won't suffer any losses."
Although she didn't know what kind of scheme Jiang Hao was up to, the fact that he was willing to transfer Su Kai Furniture to her was good news for Lin Qingtong.
Sukai Furniture has been in business for at least 20 years, with stores all over the country. Back then, their advertisements were even featured on the Spring Festival Gala, making them a childhood memory for countless young people.
Jiang Hao's fingers trembled uncontrollably as he took the contract, inwardly cursing himself for being so weak, frightened by just one look from Lin Qingtong.
Seeing this, Lin Qingtong said with interest, "Young Master Jiang isn't old yet, but he's already starting to get Alzheimer's?"
Jiang Hao glared at Lin Qingtong, took a few deep breaths, and then calmed his trembling fingers.
He carefully reviewed the contract and found that, as Lin Qingtong had said, he had not lost money.
But he was still somewhat unwilling and wanted to extort more money from Lin Qingtong.
Finally, upon further reflection, as long as Su Kai Furniture and that group of scourges were still around, Lin Qingtong wouldn't have an easy time.
Jiang Hao signed the agreement decisively, a smug smile spreading across his face.
"Lin Qingtong, you'd better watch yourself."
He took the agreement, turned around, and went upstairs to the second floor, while Lin Qingtong stood under the luxurious and exquisite crystal chandelier, took out her phone, and made a call to the human resources manager of Su Kai Furniture.
These were her trusted confidants whom she had specially arranged to come in.
After briefly understanding the cause and effect of the matter, Lin Qingtong was somewhat at a loss for words, feeling both amused and exasperated.
Currently, Sukai Company is facing cash flow problems, losing customers, and also has seven incredibly troublesome rich second-generation employees who cannot be fired.
Because nowadays, Su Kai's only clients are all brought in through family connections.
She touched her brow with her slender fingers. These people really lived up to her expectations and destroyed Su Kai Furniture as promised.
"Sister Qingtong, are you in charge of the company now? How should we deal with these people?"
The other party cautiously inquired about Lin Qingtong.
Lin Qingtong lowered her eyes and smiled faintly, saying, "Indeed, I am in charge of the overall situation. These people are here because I have a great role to play."
The HR manager sighed meaningfully, wondering what use these good-for-nothing rich kids could possibly be.
So she made an appointment with the other party to go to Sukai Furniture next Monday.
Lin Qingtong smiled. The banquet was the day after tomorrow, and tomorrow was the date for delivering the final unified design draft to Teng Hai Real Estate.
In the dead of night at the Shen Group building, Lin Jiaorui furtively pushed open the office door and beckoned softly to the man behind her.
"Chen Ming, hurry up, someone will be here soon."
Wearing gloves and a mask, Chen Ming stared at Lin Jiaorui in the darkness with a sour expression.
"What's the rush? I'm already here. Where's the thing?"
Soon, Lin Jiaorui led Chen Ming to the pile of design drafts from earlier that day, a cold glint in her eyes.
If Lin Qingtong messes up the cooperation with Tenghai Real Estate this time, she'll be severely punished, if not killed. She's doomed.
Finally, Chen Ming packed all the design drafts into his backpack and left with Lin Jiaorui.
The next morning, Lin Qingtong rushed to her department at the company.
Before they even got close, gasps and anxious inquiries came from inside the office.
"What are we going to do now? The design drafts have already been uploaded to the website. What was the point of all those days of hard work?"
"Today is the deadline for submitting the manuscript. If we can't get it out today, we're all in big trouble."
"If the cooperation with Tenghai Real Estate is delayed, President Shen will definitely not let them off the hook."
Lin Qingtong quickened her pace and went inside, only to find that the cabinet where the design drafts were stored was completely empty.
The cabinet showed no signs of being forced open, which proves that someone was working with it from the inside.
Upon seeing that moment clearly, Lin Qingtong unleashed her full aura, coldly uttering only one sentence.
"Go check the surveillance footage first."
Qiao Jing quickly replied, "I checked, the surveillance footage was deleted last night."
As soon as she said this, an eerie silence fell over the surrounding area, and everyone looked lost and dejected.
Lin Jiaorui mingled in the crowd, her eyes filled with schadenfreude.
If you can't handle that, there are other things waiting for you.
Just then, a voice came from the office doorway asking, "Is your design department ready? Mr. Chen Changhai, the general manager of Tenghai Real Estate, has arrived."
Qiao Jing's lips moved slightly, and she was about to explain the situation when Lin Qingtong stopped her.
"I have a way to solve this."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Jing was taken aback. The design drafts had been stolen; what other options did Lin Qingtong have?
Lin Jiaorui stood in the crowd and couldn't help but cross her arms and chuckle.
"Sister, the design drafts are all gone. What else can you do? Are you going to lie to President Chen?"
Lin Qingtong's icy gaze swept over Lin Jiaorui, and she smiled calmly as she spoke.
Why do you think I would keep paper copies of the design drafts?
Lin Jiaorui paused for a moment. This was something she had never even considered. As long as the design draft was gone, she didn't care why.
Even if Lin Qingtong was prepared, it doesn't matter. As long as they use those design drafts, there will be trouble waiting for them.
Her slender hand rested on her arm, her lips curled in a sarcastic and confident smile.
"My sister is asking me what I'm doing. It's clearly your fault as the director for not supervising properly, which led to the theft of the design drafts. What does it have to do with me?"
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