Lin Yan was still angry, but when he heard the name Master Shen, his eyes lit up and even became fawning.
"What? You've gotten on the good side of Master Shen? Does that mean our company will be able to collaborate with the Shen Group on projects worth tens of billions of dollars in the future?"
Lin Qingtong stopped speaking and just looked at Chen Xue with a cold gaze.
"I'm warning you, give the money back to my mom right now. If you bully my mom again, your whole family will get out!"
When Lin Qingtong returned to Su Wanjun's room, Su Wanjun was sitting on the bed, crying her eyes out, and she grabbed Lin Qingtong's hand.
"Tongtong, we can't get a divorce! If we do, my daughter and I will be bullied to death!"
She hugged Lin Qingtong and cried uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Lin Qingtong could only sigh in her heart. To put her mother's mind at ease, she spoke words of comfort.
"Don't worry, I'll think it over carefully, Mom. You should get well first, and I'll transfer another 100,000 yuan to you. Don't get scammed this time."
At 11 p.m., Lin Qingtong finally left the Lin family home. She even drove the car she used to leave at home, which she originally intended to give to her mother, but it was mostly used by Chen Xue's family.
She has no intention of supporting a mistress for free.
After driving back to the Jiang family home, almost everyone was already asleep. She took a shower and then lay down on the bed to rest.
It seems that for now, she can only use Shen Tinghe to get back what originally belonged to her.
As for Jiang Hao, he can just wait to raise someone else's child.
...
The next day, Shen Tinghe was going to a meeting with Tenghai Real Estate and brought Lin Qingtong with him.
Lin Qingtong wore a black tank top with a white cardigan, her hair pulled back, and glasses, looking every bit the dutiful secretary.
She adjusted her glasses with satisfaction, clutched a thick stack of documents, and followed Shen Tinghe into the conference room.
At that moment, seven or eight people from Tenghai Real Estate arrived and sat across the long table in the conference room. They all stood up to greet Shen Tinghe.
The two then sat down and began to discuss the cooperation.
Lin Qingtong waited behind Shen Tinghe with the documents in her arms; there was no place to sit at all.
After standing there for more than an hour, Lin Qingtong quietly squatted down and slowly rubbed her ankle with her slender, green fingers.
She gently pressed on her aching ankle, without omitting any of the important points Teng Hai Real Estate had mentioned.
Shen Tinghe placed his long, slender hand on the table, glancing at Lin Qingtong out of the corner of his eye.
He coughed lightly and scolded in a low voice, "You have no proper posture."
Lin Qingtong paused, and just as she was about to withdraw her pressing hand, Shen Tinghe handed her something.
Lin Qingtong was taken aback. Would Shen Tinghe be so kind as to hand her a chair to sit on?
Her gaze fell on Shen Tinghe, who was looking straight ahead, talking seriously to the person opposite him.
Lin Qingtong didn't stand on ceremony and sat down decisively, which made her ankle feel a little better.
She didn't slack off, and listened attentively to what the Tenghai Real Estate Manager said.
At the same time, I quickly wrote it down in my notebook.
The atmosphere in the meeting room was harmonious, and the first phase quickly came to an end, allowing the next part to begin.
Of course, there are rest periods in between to eat something and replenish energy.
Lin Qingtong went to the stairwell alone, took a bite of bread, drank a cup of coffee, and then took out a band-aid to put on herself.
After applying the band-aid, Lin Qingtong put on her high heels and planned to return to the conference room to organize the documents again.
As soon as Lin Qingtong reached the meeting room door, she heard the laughter and chatter of several people from Tenghai Real Estate inside.
One of them was a young man named Chen Ming.
Lin Qingtong had looked into it; he was just the useless son of the chairman of Tenghai Real Estate, sent to this project specifically to gain prestige.
This man named Chen Ming spoke with an arrogant tone that also carried a hint of evil.
"Did you see that secretary next to President Shen today? She was wearing a shirt and a miniskirt. She's really good-looking."
"The front of her body is bulging, so she must be at least this size."
Through the small square glass panel on the conference room door, Lin Qingtong saw Chen Ming making a grasping gesture.
The slightly younger male employee on the side also gave a wicked smile and echoed his sentiment.
"Young Master Chen is really amazing, he can even tell that. But this secretary seems to be Jiang Hao's wife from the Jiang family. I wonder how she ended up serving President Chen."
Chen Ming leaned back in his chair, shook his leg, gave a wicked smile, and continued speaking.
"You guys don't know this, do you? She climbed into President Shen's bed, that's how she was able to stay by his side and serve him."
"Jiang Hao is a good-for-nothing. He's useless. He just gets resources by giving away his wife."
There were also female employees of the Shen Group at the door who heard this and, worried that Lin Qingtong would be upset, hurriedly got up to comfort her.
"Chen Ming is a rich second-generation, so don't bother arguing with them, or you'll be the one who suffers in the end."
Lin Qingtong glanced at the female employee, knowing that she was doing this for her own good, and asked her what was wrong.
"May I have your name?"
The female employee chuckled and replied, "My name is Qiao Jing, don't be impulsive."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qingtong smiled smugly, her red lips and black hair making her resemble a stunningly beautiful red rose in full bloom.
"We must not let ourselves suffer, even if others suffer."
Before Qiao Jing could react, Lin Qingtong pushed open the door and walked out of the conference room, startling Qiao Jing so much that she hurriedly chased after her.
Good heavens, is she really going to settle scores with Chen Ming, that rich second-generation?
Last time, a female employee in the group was harassed by Chen Ming and was planning to call the police.
As a result, he was kidnapped by Chen Ming and bullied by a group of people. Now he's in a mental hospital.
Even if the police are called, Chen Ming will be fine, because someone will volunteer to take the blame.
Lin Qingtong strode up to Chen Ming in her high heels, her chin slightly raised.
You were talking about me, weren't you?
When Chen Ming saw Lin Qingtong suddenly appear, he smiled nonchalantly and let his lewd gaze roam over her.
"I'm talking about you. What can you do to me? But if you sleep with me, I might spare your life."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qingtong leaned closer, her red lips becoming even more alluring.
"Come here for a moment."
Chen Ming was immediately filled with pride and excitement. He felt that if he could sleep with a beauty like Lin Qingtong, it would be worth it no matter how much effort and money he spent.
"You can come to the hotel with me anytime you've made up your mind."
He raised his hand to touch Lin Qingtong's face and licked his lips.
As a result, Lin Qingtong grabbed his hand, twisted it over, and made a crisp snapping sound.
Then, with lightning speed, Lin Qingtong kicked him to the ground, where he landed in the space below the conference room.
As for the chair, it was immediately shattered into pieces.
"You're ugly, but you have such high expectations. Even if you paid me, I wouldn't take you."
"I find it dirty!"
Lin Qingtong stood with her arms crossed in the bright conference room, radiant and flamboyant, as if she wasn't the one who had just made the move.
Qiao Jing, watching from the side, gasped in astonishment, unable to suppress the smile on her lips; she wished she could clap and cheer.
My goodness, she's so cool!
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