Then Yoshiko Takeuchi looked over—
In the corner, Lin Zhenzhen looked relaxed and waved triumphantly at her.
Her intention was clear: she wanted to expose Yoshiko Takeuchi's "false persona" and throw her into disarray.
Like a time bomb.
Unfortunately, Yoshiko Takeuchi wasn't easily intimidated.
She tapped the microphone, producing a piercing buzz to attract attention, then composed herself, stood up, and continued working.
"Are you willing to support yourself through your own labor?" she asked, looking at the thin woman. "I've decided to set up a fund with some of my money."
"Provide employment assistance to underprivileged women before they start working, provided they are divorced."
"But I can't do anything." The woman looked frightened. From childhood, her parents had always said that she was a burden and would never get married.
There's no choice; marrying just anyone would be another hell altogether.
“As long as you’re willing to learn, I’ll give you money.” Yoshiko Takeuchi, dressed in a black women’s suit, exuded confidence.
As a high-ranking woman, she couldn't possibly experience the kind of situation that women talk about.
The person seeking help is 35 years old this year, and her value has never been recognized since birth.
The first thirty-five years of a woman's life are wasted on seeking validation; she craves others to recognize her worth.
She finally got married, thinking that having children for her husband would make her worthwhile, but unfortunately, it didn't.
Therefore, Yoshiko Takeuchi wanted her to find her own value.
"Are you willing?"
She walked up to her again, empathizing with the woman, which also increased her own softness towards the world.
The woman glanced at her husband in fear, too afraid to speak.
The production team didn't expect this kind of surprise, so they zoomed in with the camera and added some tense music.
"I..." The woman trembled, unable to speak.
"Go ahead," Yoshiko Takeuchi said calmly, giving the woman confidence.
"I do!"
The woman shouted with her mouth wide open, as if she were shouting with all her might from her throat.
It was a lot of effort, but the sound wasn't very loud.
Her voice was faint and weak.
Yoshiko Takeuchi knew how difficult this decision was for her; the woman confronted her husband and asked for a divorce.
The man seemed surprised that the usually timid woman, who never fought back, dared to say such a thing, but having already received the appearance fee from the production team, he couldn't do anything about it.
I held back for the sake of appearances.
Anyway, he had wanted to get rid of this burdensome mother and son for a long time.
Yoshiko Takeuchi sat back down, her gaze sweeping lightly across a corner of the stands—
The woman who had been waving triumphantly at her was nowhere to be seen.
Lin Zhenzhen wanted to disrupt her composure, frighten her, and make her look foolish on the show.
What a pity.
This mistress is quite powerful and incredibly arrogant.
They threatened her before she went on stage to make her panic.
He was sitting right across from her on the show, like a landmine that could explode at any moment.
They threatened to expose her pretense of "marital discord" to make people disbelieve her.
An ordinary person would have been terrified and lost their mind long ago.
Fortunately, Sun Lifang had prepared her mentally.
However, Lin Zhenzhen is a significant threat.
If her private affairs are exposed, her words as a "perfect woman" will no longer be convincing.
Being labeled a "liar" can, in severe cases, end one's career.
......
Yoshiko Takeuchi found Fu Sheng and threw the stack of photos on his desk.
Its aggressive approach attracted a lot of attention.
After his assistant closed the door, Fu Sheng leaned back in his chair and lazily let out a sigh of relief. "Finally decided to come back?"
His expression was greasy like never before seen.
Yoshiko Takeuchi pointed to some photos for him to see.
"Hey, what's this?" He held the photo in his hands, feigning surprise, and looked at Yoshiko Takeuchi. "What's wrong? Is something the matter?"
The three-day search drove Fu Sheng to the brink of madness; he frantically clutched the photograph.
“You should give me an explanation,” Yoshiko Takeuchi said with a smile.
explain?
Do you still want to explain?
Why didn't you explain when you left me alone?
Fu Sheng, enraged to the extreme, burst into laughter. "What's there to explain?"
Didn't you see it all?
He himself is a scoundrel, but in business—
Even if it means death, he wants to be with Yoshiko Takeuchi.
Three days after his wife left, he finally realized that he could not live without Yoshiko Takeuchi.
They cannot get a divorce.
"She threatened to send the stuff out," Yoshiko Takeuchi said, looking down at Fu Sheng. "We're in the same boat, what will we do then?"
Damaged image not only affects the individual but also the company's stock price.
This is the last thing Yoshiko Takeuchi wanted to see.
Fu Sheng, as a parasite, understands this better.
"Impossible, she wouldn't dare do that." Fu Sheng was quite confident; Lin Zhenzhen's entire family was in his hands.
If you dare to disobey, you'll regret it.
"Alright, then I'll leave it to you." Takeuchi Yoshiko felt a strange sadness in her heart; after all these years of working together, they still had some bond.
To be fair, Fu Sheng has also contributed to the company. After years of cooperation, she thought Fu Sheng should at least have some sense of contractual obligation.
But now, he has extinguished even the last shred of affection.
He didn't care about the company.
They unscrupulously indulged their vile nature.
The situation is unpredictable; he wants to gamble, and he wants to drag the entire company along with him.
Fu Sheng was full of confidence.
The very next day, someone leaked information to tabloid reporters that the well-known entrepreneur was putting on a "false mask" and acting like a loving couple with her husband in order to appear on the show and make money.
The newspaper also pointed out that Yoshiko Takeuchi advised people to divorce and break up their families, and even the woman who was originally involved came forward to say that she hadn't cared about her at all.
It was all a show; she continued to suffer violence.
In no time, the news spread like wildfire throughout the entire city of Haicheng.
Yoshiko Takeuchi smiled.
Helpless and sad.
The story of the farmer and the snake happened to him.
So this was Lin Zhenzhen's backup plan.
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