Chapter 50 The Creepy Evil
Fifteen minutes later, Lu Jinyuan arrived with home-cooked meals. As they passed the president's office, the young female assistants at the front desk stared wide-eyed.
They certainly didn't dare to have any other thoughts; they just wanted to catch a glimpse of the famous CEO Lu and maybe get a taste of the gossip.
The topic of discussion in the Jiang Group's "Slacking Off" discussion group.
The president of Lu's Group traveled a long way to have lunch with his wife.
This is enough to drive anyone crazy!
The person involved didn't have so many thoughts. Jiang Qingying's office had Lu Jinyuan's fingerprint recorded. When Lu Jinyuan entered by swiping his fingerprint, Jiang Qingying was still on a conference call. It was normal for her to be busy with the New Year approaching. He and Jiang Qingying exchanged a glance, and she gestured for him to wait at the high table.
While Jiang Qingying was on the phone, she caught a glimpse of the man slowly taking the lunchbox out of the insulated bag, washing the tableware again, and then sitting there waiting with nothing else to do.
Not wanting him to wait any longer, she held the phone in her hand, picked up some food with chopsticks in her other hand, held the receiver a little further away, and whispered, "Don't wait any longer, start eating."
Upon hearing this, Lu Jinyuan continued eating silently, not wanting to disturb her work.
Jiang Qingying ate a few bites and found that eating with one hand was very inconvenient. The rice kept falling off her chopsticks and getting on her clothes. Helpless, she had no choice but to turn on speakerphone.
Jiang Qingying was busy responding to her collaborator on the other end of the phone, and only occasionally noticed the food Lu Jinyuan was putting on her plate before she realized she should eat a couple of bites.
The meeting lasted almost the entire duration of a meal. By the end, Jiang Qingying was completely exhausted and couldn't help but mutter, "What disgusting capitalists."
Lu Jinyuan smiled. He had finished eating, rinsed his mouth with water, and replied, "It seems the other party is quite troublesome."
"Didn't you hear everything?" Jiang Qingying picked up her chopsticks and began to eat heartily.
Lu Jinyuan: "I don't have the habit of eavesdropping."
The person on the other end of the phone spoke fluent English. Having lived abroad for many years, he naturally understood it. He didn't try to listen carefully, but since ears are for listening, he inevitably caught the gist of it.
The Jiang family has a resort project in Australia next year. The other party is an indigenous businessman. He was just talking to Jiang Qingying about cooperation, cutting all the conditions to the most unacceptable level. Of course, Jiang Qingying is not one to be trifled with, so she won't give in so easily. It's estimated that a long battle will follow.
"I expect to go to Australia several times next year." Jiang Qingying gave him a heads-up beforehand. Last time she went, she was just checking out the geographical environment and doing a preliminary survey.
Lu Jinyuan hummed in agreement, then added with reasonable concern, "Take care of yourself."
"I know." Jiang Qingying didn't seem to care. "Uncle Qi said today that Grandpa told us to come home for dinner tonight."
Lu Jinyuan nodded, his voice calm: "I know, it's just a regular family dinner. My second uncle and the others probably won't be able to attend tonight and won't be coming."
Jiang Qingying smiled smugly, challenging him: "Afraid they'll cause you trouble?"
Lu Jinyuan glanced at her, looking completely righteous, and asked, "Did I do anything wrong?"
In the end, Lu Yunsong compromised and chose the second option he was given. In fact, he could only choose the second option because the Li family was now on the verge of collapse. If he wanted to maintain his wife and son's future life of luxury, he had no choice but to choose the second option. Moreover, he shamelessly pleaded with Lu Qicheng for a leisurely and unimportant position in a branch company for his son, allowing him to continue living the life of a playboy rich kid.
This is probably the origin of the saying "a doting father spoils his son."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Qingying couldn't help but sigh: "Releasing this kind of scum would only bring harm to girls."
Lu Jinyuan's gaze was calm, his calculations hidden deep in his eyes and not easily noticed. When she raised a question, he remained composed, showing no panic at being caught out: "Do you know that even the worst person is still a descendant of the Lu family?"
Jiang Qingying pondered his words, and then heard him add, "The Lu family may lack many things, but they will never lack the ability to be cunning and shrewd."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Qingying understood. Lu Qicheng felt that he had already achieved what he wanted, but Lu Jinyuan was not. He wanted to completely eliminate Lu Yunsong's family, and now only Lu Yichuan remained.
"..." Jiang Qingying stared at him for a long time. This man was very cunning. Even though they slept in the same bed every day as each other, she still found it difficult to see through his schemes at first glance. This was because his schemes all had one characteristic: they seemed to have done everything, but they didn't do anything. Throughout the whole scheme, his hands were always clean.
She looks a bit like the empress in a palace drama called "Empresses in the Palace"?
It's sinister and evil.
"You're cursing me in your heart again," Lu Jinyuan said abruptly.
Jiang Qingying's gaze, which had been fixed on him, fled in panic. She forced herself to remain calm and said, "I was clearly praising you."
However, the words used to praise someone vary in their connotations.
Lu Jinyuan glanced at the time, reached out and touched the back of her head, chuckling softly, "I'm leaving now, I'll pick you up from get off work tonight."
"Oh, take care." Jiang Qingying waved her hands to his left and right, indicating that she was too lazy to move even though she was only a few steps away from the door.
"You're so lazy you could die."
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In the afternoon, Jiang Qingying's office received an uninvited guest.
Jiang Qingying was very surprised by Zeng Le's uninvited arrival. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to thank you." Zeng Le said earnestly with a sincere smile, "Actually, I didn't expect you to help me."
“It’s not entirely because of you.” Jiang Qingying took a sip of coffee, glanced at her a few times, and reminded her helplessly, “Actually, your coming to see me today was the most unwise thing to do. If someone with ulterior motives sees this, it’s hard for them not to think about you when things happen to the Li family.”
Zeng Le's face stiffened. She hadn't actually thought that much about it; she just wanted to thank her properly. She tentatively asked, "Have I caused you any trouble?"
Jiang Qingying shook her head. It wouldn't be that troublesome, and she wasn't afraid of Li Wanjun.
Zeng Le puffed out her cheeks. "It's good that I didn't cause you any trouble. I don't want you to help me; otherwise, I would have dragged you down with me."
Jiang Qingying looked at her intently. She could tell that the girl was sincere, but she wasn't very clever. "I can help you once, but I can't help you a second time."
After all, she is neither a benevolent volunteer nor a living bodhisattva who saves all living beings.
Zeng Le could roughly understand her implication. He smiled slightly and said nonchalantly, "Anyway, I'm planning to retire from the entertainment industry anyway. I want to leave Nanzhou and go to a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to open a small shop. It would be nice to just laze around."
Jiang Qingying hummed in agreement, "Then I wish you a carefree and happy life ahead, and that you never encounter another scumbag."
Zeng Le smiled and said, "What I wanted to tell you today is that although I don't have much ability and can't help you much, I will definitely go through fire and water for you if you just say the word in the future."
Jiang Qingying laughed out loud, unable to suppress her amusement as she teased, "I thought you were going to become sworn brothers." After thinking for a moment, she added, "Or maybe you're going to offer yourself up."
“Uh…” Zeng Le’s eyes darted around as he joked, “If the rich lady doesn’t mind, I might as well.”
"..." Jiang Qingying blushed slightly, looked at her speechlessly, and emphasized: "I'm married."
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