"..."
"You said you were worried, but how come I can’t see it at all!"
Before Jiang Qingkui could continue to ask, Zhou Wang, who had already hung up the phone, impatiently pushed her down again.
"Wait, wait a minute... mmph!"
Jiang Qingkui tried desperately to struggle, but her red lips were once again sealed by Zhou Wang, leaving her only to make a whimpering sound.
Zhou Wang was not about to miss this rare opportunity. Jiang Qingkui wasn’t one to act just out of love. Moments when she was overtaken by emotion like this were not going to come often, and it was a once-in-a-lifetime chance...
He even harbored a kind of wild ambition; regardless of whether the place was suitable or not, Qingkui wasn’t like Ji Xiaoxi, who was concerned about everything. He might as well make the most of it now before dealing with it.
Just as the situation spun out of control and Jiang Qingkui, cheeks flushed, seemed resigned, with a "bang," the office door was suddenly pushed open.
Zhou Wang froze his motion, raised an eyebrow, and turned his head, seeing Lin Ran sitting on the ground, her face flushed. She had burst in through the door.
Under the death stare of Zhou Wang, Lin Ran was momentarily flustered and, after a brief moment of panic, quickly stood up from the ground and stammered,
"Well, boss, someone, someone broke in!"
In fact, Zhou Wang had already vaguely heard the noise coming from outside, even without Lin Ran’s explanation.
Connecting it to the call from reception just now, who broke in was obvious.
But damn... the way Sister Ran barged in didn’t seem right. I just promoted you to assistant, and you’re eavesdropping on the boss?
Zhou Wang glared bitterly at Lin Ran and had no choice but to release Jiang Qingkui, splayed on the table.
Jiang Qingkui was truly Jiang Qingkui; even caught in such an awkward scene by Lin Ran, she showed no unusual reaction. Instead, she calmly sat up from the table, tidying her clothes while slipping off her ruined stockings directly.
"Boss, you go handle it first, I’ll come back later."
"Just rest here."
Zhou Wang shook his head, signaling Jiang Qingkui not to be stubborn. He pinched Jiang Qingkui’s face before picking up the coat off the floor and heading out.
As he walked past Lin Ran, who was hanging her head, Zhou Wang glared at her again, "I’ll deal with you later!"
Slam!
As he spoke, Zhou Wang gave Lin Ran a heavy pat, scaring her into blanching.
After Zhou Wang left, Lin Ran, clutching her backside, gave Jiang Qingkui an awkward smile, then quickly backed out, closing the office door again, hurriedly chasing after Zhou Wang.
...
The company’s lounge hall was quite chaotic at this moment.
Two security guards lay moaning on the ground while three or four other guards, looking fierce but hesitant, held rubber batons, blocking the way. Meanwhile, the receptionist was on the verge of tears.
"Mr. Xue... Mr. Xue, I’ve already told you that our boss isn’t here. Why did you still break in?"
Since the workday hadn’t officially started, there weren’t many people in the company. Huang Duming and Xu Lingyue arrived first. Seeing the scene, Huang Duming’s expression was also heavy, mainly because those three who broke in were clearly no ordinary people.
Leading the group was Xue Mingyuan, around fifty years old, but looking spirited. His tailored suit exuded an overwhelming aura, a reflection of long-held high status.
A young man resembling a secretary or assistant, holding a briefcase, stood next to him, around thirty, with scholarly glasses.
Behind them was a burly suit-clad man.
From his position, it was evident that the two security guards on the ground were taken down by him, making him the main reason why the other guards were hesitant to act.
"If your Mr. Zhou isn’t here, then perhaps either the receptionist lied to us, or the people at the dealership were wrong, and that Maybach wasn’t driven away by your Mr. Zhou."
The young man resembling a secretary chuckled.
Huang Duming stepped in front of the receptionist and calmly said, "Gentlemen, whether our Mr. Zhou is here or not, and no matter how urgent your matter is, violence is not the right action, right? I’ve already called the police, so please restrain your behavior..."
Xue Mingyuan, with a calm expression, didn’t even glance at Huang Duming, evidently thinking he wasn’t worth engaging, and continued striding inward without a word.
The bodyguard beside him quietly followed, and although the security guards were apprehensive, they gritted their teeth, trying to step forward and block them. Just then, a cold voice came from behind them:
"Mr. Xue, with your upbringing, you shouldn’t be doing this, right? Or are you deliberately making me think less of you?"
"Mr. Zhou!"
Hearing this voice, Huang Duming and the others quickly turned around, clearing the path.
Zhou Wang arrived at the scene with Lin Ran, scanned the scene, and couldn’t help but frown.
His gaze paused briefly on Xue Mingyuan’s sturdy bodyguard before looking directly at Xue Mingyuan.
As he looked at Xue Mingyuan, Xue Mingyuan was also sizing up the young man in front of him.
He had seen photos of Zhou Wang in the related documents, and now his look was ambiguous, like an appraisal carrying a hint of condescension.
Xue Mingyuan still didn’t speak, but his secretary had already smiled and said, "You must be Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou. Regarding the upbringing you mentioned, I think we’ve been quite courteous. We’ve personally come here, waited a while, even handed over a visiting card, but you, Mr. Zhou, avoiding us by claiming you’re not in, doesn’t seem like hospitality, does it?"
"Who are you?"
Zhou Wang glanced at him.
"Let me introduce myself, I am Wan Xingyi, Mr. Xue’s secretary, and also of the Xueren Group..."
"You misunderstood, what I meant was..."
Before Wan Xingyi could finish, Zhou Wang coldly interrupted him, "Who the hell do you think you are, to speak here?"
"You..."
Wan Xingyi’s face instantly turned red.
Watching this scene, Huang Duming felt immensely satisfied since he was ignored just moments ago.
Damn, now you know what it feels like not to be taken seriously!
After finishing, Zhou Wang directly looked at Xue Mingyuan, "What, is Mr. Xue mute, needing others to talk for him?"
Xue Mingyuan stared at Zhou Wang for a few seconds, then suddenly chuckled, "More interesting than what’s on the file... young people surely are fiery!"
"If young people weren’t fiery, what would you call them?"
Zhou Wang smiled faintly.
Xue Mingyuan’s smile faded slightly, "You remind me of my younger self. But Mr. Zhou, you’ll understand that the world’s functioning laws don’t change according to individual will, no matter how strong you think your will is."
"Then what are the rules in Mr. Xue’s eyes?"
Upon hearing this, Xue Mingyuan motioned towards Wan Xingyi.
Wan Xingyi understood, immediately pulling a few paper documents from his briefcase, handing them over to Huang Duming, who then gave them to Zhou Wang.
Zhou Wang took a look. The first was a letter of understanding, the second, a bank check.
The content of the letter didn’t need much explaining. If Zhou Wang, the key figure, signed it, the nature of the entire case would fundamentally change.
The lawsuit stage hadn’t been reached yet. Qiu Zeyu had analyzed it with Zhou Wang beforehand; if such a letter existed, even if Xue Peng pleaded guilty, they could achieve a high chance of probation.
As for the check, the amount was 2 million.
Xue Mingyuan’s intention was obvious; this was the compensation.
Zhou Wang couldn’t help but chuckle.
"What is Mr. Zhou laughing at?"
Seeing Xue Mingyuan frown, Wan Xingyi asked proactively.
"It’s quite a coincidence. A few days ago when I was abroad, someone also came to me seeking my forgiveness. Their sincerity wasn’t much, but it was exactly... ten times this amount."
Hearing Zhou Wang’s words, everyone couldn’t help being astonished.
Ten times?
That’s 20 million...
Wan Xingyi was momentarily startled, then sneered, doubting the claim.