Chapter 992: Chapter 992 Boss’s Reality Show (1)
At past one o’clock, Bai Yiming, who had been in a deep sleep, slowly woke up from a dream, faintly hearing voices outside the door.
“…The dia invited to tomorrow’s new product launch don’t need to be nurous, but must all be top-tier, and the red envelopes must be generous…”
“…Furthermore, I have already assigned the security work for the event to Xuanjin Security, so you don’t need to worry…”
“…Later, take to see the finished new fruit wine products, I will inspect them one last ti…”
An Yiqing calmly issued commands, while several executives from Baiyu Company sitting around her on the sofa took notes continuously. It didn’t take long for the details of tomorrow’s launch to be roughly arranged.
“That’s about it for the tasks. Pay attention to the minor details yourselves. At tomorrow’s launch, success is the only option, failure is not permitted.”
The company executives nodded vigorously, politely bid farewell to An Yiqing, and then left reluctantly.
After the executives had left, just as An Yiqing was about to sit down to catch her breath, a charming voice sounded behind her.
“Little girl, are you planning to personally take charge of Baiyu Brewery?”
Rolling her eyes, An Yiqing helplessly turned around, and with a full head of frustration, glanced at Bai Yiming who was smiling cunningly.
“Personally take charge? I can handle surgeries, but overseeing a company is out of the question. I’m used to being a hands-off manager. I’m only helping you today because I’m worried if you wear yourself out, wouldn’t I lose a significant source of inco?”
Bai Yiming twitched the corners of his mouth and glared at An Yiqing unhappily.
“Sharp-tongued as always, never knowing how to say sothing pleasant.”
An Yiqing pursed her lips and her expression remained nonchalant.
Well, Miss An has always been slow to warm up emotionally. It was only because of Ruan Xue constantly ntioning him that she beca aware of Duan Tang’s feelings, while poor Bai Yiming had absolutely no one to speak for him, thus An Yiqing was even less likely to guess his intentions.
However, even if she knew of Bai Yiming’s feelings, in An Yiqing’s eyes, her tenderness and consideration were reserved for Gu Yelin alone.
“I’ve nearly finished arranging everything. I’ll leave the rest to you, I have other matters to attend to, so I’m heading off.”
Saying this, without waiting for Bai Yiming to respond, An Yiqing swiftly left with Zhang Yufeng.
“You ungrateful little thing! Don’t let see you again!”
Bai Yiming ground his teeth fiercely, helplessly staring at An Yiqing’s receding figure.
In the car, Zhang Yufeng drove while An Yiqing sat in the back seat.
Lost in thought, she looked out at the crowded streets and the bright sunshine outside the window, her thoughts gradually drifting away.
A few days ago, when performing surgery on her second brother, she and Master Ye Chenghong discovered that he had been poisoned with sothing called “Sleeping Lotus.”
This toxin is colorless and tasteless, with symptoms of poisoning appearing shortly after ingestion.
An Yiqing didn’t know who poisoned An Zhiyan, but she was certain that the perpetrator definitely intended to kill.
An Yiqing was very aware of Master Ye Chenghong’s capabilities; his dical skills are considered paramount in today’s society, rarely encountering a poison he couldn’t neutralize, ancient recipes excepted.
And the toxin Sleeping Lotus was indeed from a lost recipe thousands of years old.
Thus, the person who could procure such an ancient and long-lost poison must hold power comparable, or perhaps even superior, to the dicine Sect!
When exactly did the An Family attract such a formidable enemy? What is their purpose? Why do they want to kill An Zhiyan?
Everything seed enveloped in a fog, leaving An Yiqing unable to see clearly or grasp anything tangible, yet she vaguely had so speculations.
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