"Get lost!" Yang Hu said coldly.
Zhao Zijian, as if granted amnesty, nodded repeatedly. "I-I'll get lost right away, right away."
With their departure, Chen Yang asked, "Boss, are we going after Du Dingshan next?"
"No rush," Chen Yang waved his hand. "It won't hurt to see what other moves he has first."
"Boss, are you planning to uproot his entire network?" Yang Hu knew Chen Yang's plan and caught on in a second.
Chen Yang smiled faintly. "He has a complete and mature distribution channel. To make him hand it over willingly, we naturally need to pull out the weeds by the roots and beat him into total submission."
"Haha, Boss, you always think of everything!" Yang Hu grinned broadly. "This way, Sister-in-law won't have to go through the trouble of building a distribution channel from scratch."
"Keep a close eye on this Director Zhao for ." With that, Chen Yang headed for his company van.
"Don't worry," Yang Hu patted his chest in assurance, then changed the subject. "Even if he grew wings, he couldn't fly out of the palm of my hand. So, what happens after he apologizes tomorrow?"
"What do you think?" Chen Yang said indifferently, without looking back.
Qin Qiu had cried, and she had cried bitterly. Therefore, Zhao Zijian had to pay a price. Not only him, but everyone involved in this matter would pay dearly.
「The following day.」
It was Saturday. Qin Qiu didn't have the habit of sleeping in, so she was up early. After a night's rest, her expression had recovered sowhat, but her eyes were still red and swollen. It seed she had cried again last night.
After breakfast, Qin Qiu sat in the courtyard reading a magazine, but her mind was clearly elsewhere. She was probably contemplating whether to accept Du Dingshan's offer. After all, cooperating with Du Dingshan was the only path left open to her, unless she was prepared to give up the entire Qin Corporation.
Qin Song was beside her, comforting her relentlessly. "Xiaoqiu, Dad went to pull so strings early this morning. There will be good news soon."
"Thank you," Qin Qiu nodded politely.
Qin Song put on a mock-serious face. "I'm your big brother. We're family. There's no need for thank yous."
Qin Qiu smiled but said nothing more.
About an hour later, a balding man in his fifties wearing a black suit walked into the courtyard.
Everyone looked up.
Qin Song was the first to greet him, smiling as he said, "Dad, you're here!"
This middle-aged man was Fei Min, Qin Song's biological father. He carried several gifts and nodded warmly at everyone in the yard before walking over to Luo Sulan with a wide grin. "Ms. Luo, I'm truly sorry. I've been so busy lately that today is the first chance I've had to visit."
"You're too polite. We're all family here; there's no need for such formalities," Luo Sulan said.
Initially, Qin Song hadn't planned on revealing his biological father's identity. However, he had co to realize that Chen Yang's presence was a major obstacle to his plans. So, he played this card, bringing his father out from the shadows and into the open. This way, his father could openly help him deal with Chen Yang. As the saying goes, father and son are partners in battle. Qin Song refused to believe that useless trash Chen Yang could hold out for much longer.
After a round of warm greetings, Qin Song asked, "Dad, how did it go with that matter I asked you to handle?"
At his words, Luo Sulan stared nervously at Fei Min. Even Qin Qiu lifted her gaze slightly.
"Sigh!" Fei Min heaved a long sigh and said helplessly, "I never expected this Director Zhao to be so influential. All the contacts I could find were afraid to get involved and risk trouble."
"You know how it is for people like them; their own promotions are the most important thing. Moreover, Du Dingshan is involved in this! It's said that Du Dingshan has powerful connections in the Urban Departnt, and many people are trying to get close to him, hoping to use his influence."
"You could almost say that no one can get this done."
This last sentence was both a conclusion and an excuse. The implication was not that he, Fei Min, lacked the ability, but that the person they had offended was simply too powerful. Unless they could summon the Heavenly King himself, asking anyone else for help would be futile.
Qin Song and Luo Sulan's faces fell with disappointnt.
Qin Qiu lowered her gaze again, staring at the magazine in her hands.
She appeared expressionless, but inwardly, she was utterly despondent. Her last hope was shattered. Who else could she possibly count on?
"If you ask , Xiaoqiu, you should stop holding out. Just compromise!" Fei Min persuaded. "Collaborating with Du Dingshan ans giving up half the profits, but at least we get to keep the other half! If we keep resisting him, not only will we lose that half, but the entire Qin Corporation will be in jeopardy."
Luo Sulan looked at Qin Qiu and couldn't help but sigh. As a mother, she knew what her daughter was fighting for. After all, that dicinal formula had cost her father his life. Now, just as it was about to go into production, soone else was poised to take half the profits. Anyone would be unwilling to accept that. For that reason, she couldn't bring herself to advise compromise on the matter.
"What's this 'we' and 'our'? Who do you think you are?" Chen Yang, who had been leaning against the door fra cracking sunflower seeds, suddenly spoke up with a sneer. "The Qin Family raised your son for over a decade. By all rights, you should have co to express your gratitude imdiately! Now you think a simple 'I was busy with sothing' is enough to settle the matter?"
"The son doesn't even attend his adoptive father's funeral, and his own father is no better. The apple really doesn't fall far from the tree."
Fei Min's face instantly darkened. He glared nacingly at Chen Yang. What a sharp-tongued little brat.
Before he could speak, Luo Sulan put a hand on her hip and pointed at Chen Yang, berating him. "Who do you think you are to talk about him? And who are you, for that matter? Do you have any say here? Get lost!"
"I'm Qin Qiu's husband," Chen Yang declared shalessly.
Luo Sulan was imdiately enraged. "Shut up! I have never acknowledged that, and I never will!"
Fei Min laughed, not bothering to hide his amusent as he stared straight at Chen Yang. He feigned confusion and said, "Oh, so you're the deadbeat who married into the Qin Family to leech off them? My mistake!"
Chen Yang wasn't angered. He spat out a sunflower seed shell contemptuously and sneered, "You can't even handle a minor director, yet you have the nerve to call soone else useless? Tell , old man, have you no sha?"
"I told you, Du Dingshan is behind this! No one can handle it!" Fei Min scoffed. "Why don't you give it a try?"
"I've already handled it," Chen Yang replied with a shrug.
Huh?
Fei Min and everyone else present was stunned.
Handled it?
"Haha!" Fei Min burst out laughing. "I'm talking to you, deadbeat! Have you no sha?"
Just as Luo Sulan was about to lash out...
CREAK.
The courtyard gate swung open, and two n walked in side by side.
"Director Zhao?" Fei Min's eyes bulged. He perked up instantly and hurried forward, fawning as he said, "Director Zhao, what brings you here?"
That's Director Zhao?
At once, Luo Sulan, Qin Qiu, and even Qin Mo all turned to look.
The newcors were, of course, Zhao Zijian and Tang Ke.
Zhao Zijian scanned the courtyard and imdiately walked toward Chen Yang.
"What are you doing?" Chen Yang shot him a cold glance. "Forgot why you're here?"
Zhao Zijian flinched. I just wanted to say hello. Was it necessary to be so fierce?
Though he felt wronged, Zhao Zijian didn't dare to delay. He nodded obediently. "I rember, I rember. My apologies!"
Then, before everyone's stunned eyes, Director Zhao dropped to his knees in front of Qin Qiu. He spoke with fear and trepidation, "President Qin, I'm sorry! It was all my fault for believing Du Dingshan's malicious lies, which led to the shutdown of your factory."
"I am truly sorry. I hope I can earn your forgiveness."
With that, he kowtowed three tis.
Qin Qiu: "..."
Luo Sulan: "..."
Fei Min: "..."
"..."
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