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nAfter informing Zhu Zhan, Yun Qing picked up her pen and wrote a few words on the document Song Ci had given her. A faint smile appeared on her face.

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nThat night, Yun Qing went to the banquet alone.

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nUnsurprisingly, when she pushed open the door of the banquet hall, she saw Song Ci, who was wearing heavy makeup.

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nSong Ci waggled her slim waist and said sarcastically, “Yun Qing, didn’t you look down on the cooperation with Jiayuan? Why did you ask Director Zhao out?

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n“Don’t tell me you want to do something shameful behind the company’s back?”

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nSong Ci’s words were sarcastic.

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nYun Qing sat down gracefully, being neither servile nor overbearing. “I contacted Director Zhao through Zhu Zhan. Why are you here?”

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nYun Qing asked, poking at Song Ci’s sore spot.

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nA trace of uneasiness flashed across song CI’s face. She humphed coquettishly and then held Director Zhao’s hand. “Director Zhao~

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n“This is the Yun Qing that I mentioned to you.

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n“You have to take good care of her.”

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nSong Ci gritted her teeth as she said the last three words, as if she was afraid that others would not know that she was targeting Yun Qing.

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n“Alright, alright, alright. I’ll listen to you.”

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nDirector Zhao, who had a greasy beer belly, laughed extremely wretchedly. His chubby hand grabbed Ssong Ci’s hand and caressed it unhesitantly.

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nAs he spoke, Director Zhao’s lascivious gaze fell on Yun Qing.

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nThis woman, she looked quite pretty…

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nHe did not know why Huo Chuan wanted a divorce and refused to stay with this beautiful wife of his.

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nOver the past few days, after rounds of public discussion, everyone more or less knew about Yun Qing

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nHuo Chuan’s ex-wife, a housewife who had been kicked out of the house.

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nHowever, Yun Qing’s face rarely appeared on social media platforms. Yun Qing did not want it, and the Yun family was very happy to keep her under wraps.

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nAt that moment, seeing Yun Qing in person, President Zhao hugged Song Ci in his arms, but he felt a little happy inside.

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nIn the face of President Zhao’s naked gaze, Yun Qing felt nauseous and wanted to leave as soon as possible.

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nFrom the ambiguous interactions between Song Ci and President Zhao, it was not difficult to see that the evidence that Gu Zhi had shown her had not been unfounded.

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nYun Qing understood. In order to end the negotiation quickly, she took out the document and threw it in front of Director Zhao.

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n“Director Zhao, this is the condition our Yun Corporation has given us.”

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nDirector Zhao opened the document with a smile. He only flipped through it briefly before throwing it on the table.

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nIt was as if he knew what was written in the document.

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nYun Qing smiled and said leisurely, “Director Zhao, I advise you to read it carefully.”

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n“Jiayuan’s current situation is very worrying. If it causes irreparable damage to the company, you won’t be able to explain it.”

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nDirector Zhao was shocked. Only a few of the higher-ups knew about Jiayuan’s current situation. How did Yun Qing know this?

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nDirector Zhao suddenly realized that he seemed to have underestimated the woman in front of him.

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nHe flipped open the document again. As he read it, his face suddenly darkened.

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n“Yun Qing, what are you getting at?”

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nDirector Zhao pointed at the clause that the Jiayuan Group had to transfer all their construction land to the Yun Group and asked in a deep voice.

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n“It’s right there for you to read,” Yun Qing said calmly. “If you don’t agree, then don’t talk about it.”

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nThe conversation between the two made Song Ci confused. She took the document and looked at it. Her face instantly turned ugly. “Yun Qing, who told you to touch the contents of the document?!”

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n“Director Song, I hope you can put your position in the right place.”

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nYun Qing said coldly, “I’m your boss. I can change it however I want. You have no right to interfere.”

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n“Do you know how important the land in Hexi is to Jiayuan? You’re hurting the relationship between the company and Jiayuan!”

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nSong Ci cursed angrily, standing on the moral high ground and pointing.

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n“You seem to really care about Jiayuan’s interests.”

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nYun Qing snorted and her eyes turned sharp, pointing at Song Ci. “I’m sure there’s a reason why.”

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nSong Ci was so angry that her face turned green. She looked at director Zhao, who was silent for a long time before suddenly laughing again.

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n“Director Yun, business is done through negotiation. As long as it hasn’t been signed, there’s still room for negotiation!

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n“”Yun Qing. How long do you think Yun Zhe can help you? Don’t even think about turning into a white swan when you’re such an ugly duckling. The Yun family will never let someone like you in!”

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nSong Ci placed her hands on her waist, acting like a fox to intimidate others.

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nYun Qing stood up with a cold smile. She didn’t have the time to waste her breath on these people.

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nWhen they saw that Yun Qing was really determined, Song Ci and Director Zhao looked at each other with fierce eyes.

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n“Aiya, Director Yun, don’t get hasty!”

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nDirector Zhao stopped Yun Qing, and Song Ci handed over two glasses of wine.

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n“Come, have a drink first. It’s easy to talk after drinking!”

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nDirector Zhao stuffed the wine into Yun Qing’s hand with a meaningful smile.

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