"Why are you running away? We haven't settled our score yet. No rush, we'll take it slow!"
Zhou Zijing's eyes widened as she desperately tried to push away the hand that was restraining her chin, her breathing rapid and her face filled with terror.
"You, you let me go! I, I don't know what you're talking about?"
Gong Ning looked at the undisguised guilt in her eyes, smiled slightly, grabbed a folder from the solid wood conference table, and waved it in front of her. "Here, this is our first account!"
After saying that, she smiled and slowly leaned close to Zhou Zijing's ear, speaking with utmost gentleness, "The rest... we'll settle it slowly!"
Zhou Zijin stood frozen in place, her lips trembling as she struggled to utter a few complete sentences.
Before she met Gong Ning, who had regained her memories, she could still deceive herself and comfort herself by thinking that Gong Ning didn't have the guts to directly confront Zhou Zijin.
The most profound impression Gong Ning left on her was that she was timid, prone to crying, and always cautious in everything she did.
She won't be afraid!
But when she saw Gong Ning, who kicked the door open and appeared before her with a fierce aura and a cold expression, a powerful pressure suddenly swept over her, making it difficult for her to breathe.
An inexplicable sense of fear arose from the depths of my bones, surging uncontrollably into my heart.
It is a deep-seated fear of powerful and influential families.
She had witnessed the noble and extravagant life of the scions of aristocratic families, and she had also seen firsthand the cruel and cold-blooded methods of revenge that were little known to the elite!
The appearance of Gong Ning made her clearly remember the Gong family behind her.
This is revenge from the royal family...
But more than anything, she felt fear of the little girl in front of her, a girl she both knew and was unfamiliar with.
Fear and panic that were completely out of her control.
It was as if her life was in her hands, and her lifeline was being controlled by her.
A powerful consciousness invaded her brain, hypnotizing her to submit and yield, or she would die.
It was her subconscious survival instinct that told her she had to submit.
At this moment, she was completely convinced that if she made Zhou Ning, no, Gong Ning, unhappy, she would take her life the next time.
Zhou Zijing's eyes trembled slightly as she forced herself to calm down. "Miss Gong, you've misunderstood. I'm just keeping it for you temporarily. There's nothing else to it."
Gong Ning curled her lips into a playful smile, then released her grip. "So, what do you mean?"
He glanced at the share transfer statement in his hand a few times, then turned his gaze to Zhou Zijing's face, looking like he was really listening to her.
Her sudden release of her grip seemed to instantly remove the invisible shackles that had been holding her back.
Zhou Zijing breathed a long sigh of relief as her previously dormant brain began to reconnect.
She swallowed hard, her eyes darting around, a dark glint in them. "What I mean is, now that you're back, this share transfer agreement is invalid. Beiyin International still belongs to Miss Gong. So it's invalid!"
Then, he carefully pointed to the folder in Gong Ning's hand and made a tearing or shredding motion.
The meeting room became even quieter, with an eerie atmosphere.
The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, gaining a new understanding of Zhou Zijin, who had been arrogant and domineering in front of them just a moment ago, but now seemed frightened and submissive.
So this is how bullying the weak and fearing the strong works!
I've learned something new.
The gaze directed at Zhou Zijing kept changing, but Zhou Zijing bit her lip and forcibly ignored it, though she hated him to death in her heart.
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