"OK."
Song Qingyou answered the phone, and Jiang Xun said, "This Ruan Mingchen is really ruthless. I was wondering how he could be so skilled at scheming against people. It turns out this isn't the first time he's done it."
Song Qingyou couldn't help but sit up straight: "What did you find out?"
"He had previously lost a land dispute in another place, so he plotted revenge against them, using the same tactics he used against us. However, that company was unlucky; it wasn't exactly clean itself, and with his deliberate framing, they managed to destroy an established company."
Jiang Xun spoke with righteous indignation, "He lives a carefree life all day long, while he has caused other people's families to be destroyed and their lives to be lost. They are still seeking justice."
Song Qingyou: "You'll be very useful if you keep an eye on people."
Jiang Xun snorted: "Of course. That cunning Ruan Mingchen, I'm going to make him suffer a terrible defeat this time!"
They all knew that the Ruan family was powerful and influential, and Ruan Mingchen was ruthless and insidious. Since he dared to do it, he was certainly not afraid of being retaliated against, and they might not be able to defeat him in one fell swoop.
But even if he can't be killed in a short time, we must make sure he bleeds a lot this time!
As she spoke, Song Qingyou had already made up her mind.
Ruan Mingchen, that old fox, may not really trust Xu Qingran; he definitely has other tricks up his sleeve.
Song Qingyou wasn't stupid enough to think that he really intended to use Xu Qingran's live stream to deal with her. He was just trying to stir up some public opinion and muddy the waters to cover up his real purpose.
He knew that a little bit of public opinion, without substantial evidence, couldn't destroy a company.
He either has a backup plan or he has a deeper purpose.
But what exactly is Ruan Mingchen's purpose?
She kept thinking about this and forgot about choosing a spokesperson.
She only remembered it when her assistant reminded her again at the end of the workday.
"Ms. Song, are you working overtime today?" The assistant pushed open the door, revealing half of her body, and asked her, somewhat puzzled as to why she hadn't left yet.
By this time, she would usually have already left work on time.
If she doesn't leave work, her subordinates can't leave work either.
"You go first, we'll wait for you."
"OK."
Song Qingyou glanced at the time; five minutes had already passed, and Fu Wenzhou still hadn't arrived. Didn't he say he was coming to pick her up?
Just as she was thinking about men, Fu Wenzhou sent her a video.
On the screen, he frowned, clearly annoyed: "Traffic jam! We're stuck on the overpass, unable to go forward or backward. Youyou, aren't you getting impatient?"
Song Qingyou said, "It's okay. I still have some things to finish. I should be done by the time you arrive."
Upon hearing her voice, Fu Wenzhou's expression visibly relaxed. "The car is moving. That's all for now. See you later."
"Um."
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