Chapter 22 Fate is much better than my girlfriend
In the darkness of the night, Qin Cangye stood there blankly, his right hand still in the position of wanting to grasp something, until the aftermath of the figure's disturbance in his vision disappeared, until there was no longer any trace of her scent in the air.
Collapse struck him in an instant, he lowered his head, and tears fell one by one into his empty palms.
The night wind blew from the lake, and he felt a little cold wearing only a thin shirt. He turned his head to look at the deep lake, and had an urge to jump in. He was still thinking in his mind, would it be warmer if he jumped in?
He walked over and suddenly woke up when he touched the cold fence.
She liked me, she said.
She was just afraid to face the danger around me.
It’s my current situation that doesn’t give her a sense of security.
Then...all we have to do is kill Qin Weishu!
Qin Cangye gripped the fence tightly, a cold light in his eyes as he looked into the darkness. After a while, he slowly let go, took a deep breath, and called his father Qin Jianning.
"Dad, a young man will come to you in a few days. His name is Qin Wangxuan, and he is your illegitimate son."
On the other end of the phone, after a long silence, a heavy voice came: "Okay."
"Spend some time with her, and then bring her back home on the anniversary of her mother's death."
After that day, Ronghua Capital was plunged overnight into a tense atmosphere of war and fear. The entire headquarters building seemed to be shrouded in a lingering dark cloud.
The first bruising dispute was over the board meeting's vote on divestment from the Li Group. Qin Cangye, along with other shareholders, narrowly defeated the divestment resolution. Qin Weishu slammed the table in anger, his face livid. "The Li Group is already in jeopardy. We haven't seen any benefit from the years of investment. If it weren't for your marriage, we wouldn't have waded into this mess!"
Qin Cangye stared coldly at him, refusing to back down. "Marriage? Haha, I agreed to the marriage because I was attracted by the Li Group's development and potential. Didn't get any benefits at all? I think Grandpa has forgotten how much Ronghua's reputation has improved in the past two years. Don't be so short-sighted, Grandpa."
"You...just go ahead and make trouble. I want to see how long you can make trouble!" Qin Weishu slammed the door and left.
Next, Qin Cangye embarked on a massive restructuring of departments and functions, blatantly marginalizing Qin Weishu's subordinates. While Qin Weishu retained some of his senior management, the employees who were responsible for the company's operations were either recruited, assigned to idle positions, or simply persuaded to resign. Projects Qin Weishu cared about began to struggle, and his reputation within the company and in society was severely damaged.
But Qin Weishu was a shrewd old fox. He began to use static to counter dynamic, firmly grasping the control of the Finance Department, making his related accounts flawless, and from time to time using the financial problems of Qin Cangye's forces to give him a heavy blow.
No one knows how long this invisible storm will last. People have spent more than two months in anxiety, and there is still no end in sight. They only feel that this winter is colder.
The arrival of winter has boosted Su Yinuo's business. During peak hours, her food stall is always crowded with people. Under the steaming mist, she expertly hands bowls of perfectly packaged spicy hot pot to customers with cold hands and feet, often hearing delighted exclamations of "It's so warm!"
Two months had passed, and her life had returned to complete peace. The figure that had kept her from eating or drinking for so long had gradually faded from her mind. This had made her feel incredibly relieved. Furthermore, she had heard good news recently: her old neighborhood might be demolished! Not only would they receive a substantial relocation payment, but they would also be allocated a new apartment in a new development that would be twice the size of their original apartment!
If this rumor is true, Su Yinuo and her mother will be able to completely turn their lives around thanks to the demolition! Not only will they be able to pay off their debts, help her mother get a suitable prosthesis, and live a life without worries about food and clothing! When the time comes, Su Yinuo plans to pick up her studies and retake the college entrance examination!
When she thought of this, she became extremely excited.
But the rumor seemed to be groundless. Su Yinuo had never seen government officials or demolition teams near her home. Even if there was a plan to demolish the house, who knew when it would happen.
But with hope, life becomes more exciting.
"Aunt Zhang! A fat-reducing meal and a meaty meal!" A voice interrupted Su Yinuo's thoughts. She raised her head and saw Ji Wenjun's smiling face.
Ever since Ji Wenjun's drunken outburst at the Lakeside Jinlan Club two months ago, Su Yinuo hadn't spoken to him for nearly two weeks. She had never felt anything more than a friend towards Ji Wenjun, and while she thought being friends with him was fine, if he kept pestering her, there was no point in continuing their friendship.
But in these two months, many minor incidents have occurred.
During a typhoon, Su Yinuo saw that the wind was calm in the morning, so he opened his stall. The wind was calm in the morning, but in the afternoon, a strong wind blew.
Su Yinuo quickly stopped cooking, packed up her things, and prepared to lock up her food cart before heading to the public kitchen for shelter. But before she could finish, the plastic roof on the roadside collapsed. She screamed and ducked down in time to avoid being hit. However, the food cart's dishes, baskets, plates, and other miscellaneous items were blown away by the wind, scattering all over the street.
When she was terrified and at a loss, she saw Ji Wenjun rushing out of Building No. 5.
Flying debris and dead branches hit him, but he rushed over regardless, moved the plastic roof above Su Yinuo's head, and protected her as she ran into the house.
After this incident, Su Yinuo could no longer be cold to Ji Wenjun, and the two of them returned to their previous way of getting along.
Su Yinuo handed the packed meal to Ji Wenjun. Ji Wenjun left the team with a smile, came to Su Yinuo and whispered, "Nunuo, our company is having a dinner party tonight, can you come?"
"Your company is having a dinner party, why should I go?" Su Yinuo said unhappily.
"Our company's game has received rave reviews in its closed beta test, and we're about to launch a public beta test. President Li is very happy and would like to invite everyone to go out and relax. You can bring your families, and you can come and play too."
"What kind of family member am I?" Su Yinuo smiled helplessly and pushed Ji Wenjun away with her elbow. "Go away, don't block me. Have fun tonight."
"You can also bring your friends!" Ji Wenjun was anxious.
Su Yinuo waved her hand impatiently and drove Ji Wenjun away.
After finishing the midday rush hour, she slumped down on a roadside bench. She took off her thick cotton hat and wiped the sweat from her forehead with a tissue. Then she looked up at the gloomy sky. Her breath formed fleeting mists in front of her eyes, blurring the face she longed for. She smiled and asked, "Are you okay?"
More than ten kilometers away, Qin Cangye, who was conducting an on-site inspection of the Lotus Community, an old community in the Near East District, suddenly raised his head and looked towards the west.
"Deputy Director Qin, what's wrong?" the leader of the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau asked with a smile.
"It's okay," Qin Cangye retracted his gaze, hiding the loneliness in his eyes, and continued to accompany several leaders from the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau and the Development and Reform Commission, walking through the bumpy streets of this old community.
The residential complex was small, with congested roads and rambling facilities. The government decided to demolish the entire site and redevelop it into a modern, commercial community. Qin Cangye, keenly aware of the government's redevelopment plans through his connections, had already learned of the project and approached them, hoping to secure the project.
Things went more smoothly than expected. Several leaders praised Qin Cangye's ideas and promises. Although some formal words were said at the end about bidding and comprehensive evaluation, Qin Cangye knew that winning the project would no longer be a problem.
After the inspection, Qin Cangye saw off several leaders at the gate of the community. When he turned around and prepared to get in the car, his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of several bright colors not far away.
He stopped and turned around to look over. Outside the yard of a residential building, he saw a small stall displaying various cloisonné enamel crafts.
His heart trembled violently, and he involuntarily raised his legs and walked towards the stall.
Next to the stall sat a kind-looking middle-aged disabled woman. Seeing Qin Cangye, dressed in a suit and tie, approaching with a serious expression, she nervously stood up with the help of her cane and asked, "What can I do for you, sir?"
Qin Cangye stopped in front of the stall, his eyes fixed on the palm-sized coasters. After looking at them for a long time, he asked, "Did you make these yourself?"
His voice was deep and light, with an almost imperceptible tremor.
The woman didn't sense his ill intentions, so she felt relieved. She smiled and introduced them, "Yes, yes, I made them all myself. My craftsmanship is pretty good, right? Which one do you like, sir? They're all very cheap, small ones are twenty, large ones are fifty, and this biggest one is a bit more expensive, one hundred and ninety-nine."
"You did a great job indeed, much better than my girlfriend did," Qin Cangye smiled, but that smile made the woman feel a little sad.
"Auntie, I want them all," Qin Cangye raised his hand and beckoned Wu Heng from the car, ready for him to pack up all the handicrafts and take them home. He scanned the payment code and directly transferred 3,000 yuan.
When the message "3,000 yuan has been transferred to my WeChat account" rang out, the middle-aged woman was shocked and kept saying, "It's not that much money! You miscalculated, you miscalculated!"
"I bought this tablecloth too," Qin Cangye asked Wu Heng to pack directly with the tablecloth from the stall.
"Oh, the tablecloth is not worth so much money for you," the middle-aged woman said anxiously, "Please wait, please wait, I will give you something else."
The middle-aged woman turned around and walked into the yard with a cane. Qin Cangye wanted to leave directly, but his eyes were fixed on a pile of cacti under the courtyard wall.
His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and uncontrollable surprise and excitement surged in his heart. He stood frozen in place, staring at the cacti, his eyes gradually turning red.
There wouldn't be so many coincidences. No family that could make cloisonné enamel could encounter a cactus as soon as they go out. Qin Cangye held his chest, turned around and strode towards the Phantom parked on the side of the road and got into the car.
"Boss, are we going back to the company?" Wu Heng, who had followed, put a bag of cloisonné enamel in the trunk and asked.
"No."
"Where are we going?"
"Not going anywhere."
Qin Cangye leaned his head against the car window, looking quietly at the small courtyard gate.
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