Chapter 322 Illegal Means
Chapter 322 Illegal Means
"My father supported me joining this company back then, so why?"
Su Ming paused for a moment, then continued, "Does that mean what we said before is no longer valid?"
"Even so, you used illegal means, so what reason do you have to stay here?"
Fan Shuiguang angrily questioned Su Ming, while the surrounding shareholders watched the scene unfold silently, none of them stepping forward.
At this moment, Su Ming's sister said, "Brother."
"Don't call me brother? Haven't I treated you well all these years?"
He roared, his eyes filled with disbelief that even his own sister, his closest relative, hadn't helped him in this family.
"No, I just..."
Su Ming's sister didn't say what came next.
Fan Shuiguang's words again implied that Su Ming should leave his company completely.
"This isn't about you handing over your shares, it's just about going back to where you were before."
"Where?"
"The company has developed to this point thanks to my hard work and dedication. From the bidding meetings to the recent time when we couldn't win the bid from Mr. Li's company..."
Su Ming suppressed his anger: "I did nothing wrong, I did nothing wrong."
After saying that, he stepped out the door.
The remaining people either advised Fan Shuiguang to let Su Ming continue working at the company as before, or shook their heads and left directly.
Despite the rumors, many people remained silent for their own benefit, and the few who supported Fan Shuiguang have now retired.
Only the three of us remained in the meeting room.
"It's alright, this can be considered a formal declaration of war."
Fan Shuiguang didn't speak, her back to me. I knew she was trying to compose herself.
"It's okay. Even so, I'll try again."
"Ah."
I handed Fan Shuiguang a tissue. At the same time, the sister, Su Ming, froze on the spot, as if she was beginning to doubt whether what she had done had completely hurt her brother.
"It's alright, Xiaoqing."
Fan Shuiguang spoke first, asking Su Ming's younger sister, Xiaoqing, "Brother, does he not want me anymore?"
"It's okay. There are other people in this world who love you."
Back then, Fan Shuiguang's father's last wish before his death was to find Xiaoqing from back then. He felt sorry for the child and wanted to take her home and take good care of her if he found her. I guess Su Ming probably already knew this, but he didn't tell Xiaoqing the truth. Instead, he let Xiaoqing stay in the orphanage, not wanting to fulfill Fan Shuiguang's father's last wish. Perhaps it was because Wenwen's father had gone too far back then and broken Su Ming's heart.
"Actually, your family is waiting for you to come back."
"The reason we arranged for you to stay in another place before was because we didn't want your brother to know. Now that everyone knows we're hungry, there's no need to hide it anymore."
After saying that, Fan Shuiguang took Xiaoqing's hand and said, "Shall we go home together now?"
"go home?"
Xiaoqing froze on the spot when she heard the word "go home".
"Go home, go home."
Suddenly, tears streamed down Xiaoqing's face; she could no longer control her emotions.
She hugged Fan Shuiguang and began to cry loudly.
"Don't cry, don't cry."
Fan Shuiguang stroked Xiaoqing's head as he spoke.
Soon after, Fan Shuiguang told me that she had to take Xiaoqing home first. After saying a brief goodbye to her, I left.
At this moment, Jiang Yichen was waiting for my news.
As soon as I sent the message "It's over," he replied immediately, "I'll come pick you up."
It was a bit chilly in the car. Jiang Yichen held my hand and asked, "How are you? Are you alright?"
"It's okay, but time is running out." I touched my stomach and looked at Jiang Yichen.
"That's fine. I'll stay home with you for half the day. I have a drinking party tonight."
"it is good."
Although Jiang Yichen usually has to attend social events, he didn't expect that the appearance of a woman at this drinking party would break the tranquility.
That evening, I was sitting on the sofa folding baby clothes when my baby kicked me every now and then, as if reminding me of his presence. I smiled and touched my belly, my heart filled with anticipation.
Before leaving, Jiang Yichen specifically told me, "Don't overwork yourself, get some rest, I'll be back soon."
Soon, Jiang Yichen arrived at the bar entrance.
This place is brightly lit and bustling, and everyone here is either rich or powerful.
A woman came to Jiang Yichen's side and tried to please him.
Jiang Yichen was naturally disdainful, but just then, another woman in a long red dress walked gracefully over, holding a glass of red wine, her eyes fixed on Jiang Yichen. Her appearance immediately attracted the attention of those around her, after all, her identity was not simple—she was Chen Ting, the only daughter of the chairman of a large corporation.
"Long time no see." Chen Ting smiled slightly, her voice carrying a hint of allure. "I heard you've been very busy lately, you haven't even been answering my calls?"
Jiang Yichen frowned, his tone indifferent: "Miss Lin, it seems we have nothing to talk about."
Chen Ting didn't mind his coldness. Instead, she took a step closer and whispered, "Why be so distant? Our two companies have many opportunities to cooperate. Besides, don't you understand my feelings for you at all?"
Jiang Yichen took a step back, his tone even colder: "Have some self-respect."
"Everyone comes out here to discuss business, so how could I be disrespectful?"
Chen Ting's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure: "You agree, right, Jiang Yichen?"
Jiang Yichen didn't want to get entangled with her any longer, so he turned around and prepared to leave.
However, Chen Ting grabbed his wrist, her voice carrying a hint of threat: "Don't forget, our two companies are still cooperating. If you make me unhappy, you'd better think carefully about the consequences."
Jiang Yichen shook off her hand and said coldly, "Cooperation is cooperation, but some cooperation can be abandoned."
After saying that, he left the bar without looking back.
Suddenly, my phone beeped. I picked it up and saw it was a text message from an unknown number. I opened it and saw a photo—Jiang Yichen standing under the lights of a bar, next to a woman in a red dress, her hand on his wrist, smiling with undeniable allure.
My heart skipped a beat, and my fingers trembled slightly. Although I knew Jiang Yichen wasn't that kind of person, seeing these photos still made my heart ache.
The baby in my belly seemed to sense my emotions and gave me a gentle kick, as if to comfort me.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down, but my mind kept racing: Who is this woman? Why are they standing so close? Why didn't he push her away?
Just then, the door opened. Jiang Yichen walked in, looking tired. Seeing me sitting on the sofa, not looking well, he immediately came over and asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
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