It turned out that yesterday's events were all orchestrated by Zhan Beijue.
No wonder those people could find their way to the house, and the reporters had spun the story that way.
Now that she was a universally reviled villain, it was impossible to continue running the company.
With her reputation in tatters, she couldn't even mortgage her house and car anymore.
Zhan Beijue was leaving her no way out.
Jiang Zhenjun trembled all over, "Ah Jue..."
"I don't want to hear a single word of your excuses. I'll ask you one thing: can you do as Jiang Nanfang says?"
Zhan Beijue, with a calm expression, interrupted his pathetic pleas.
"Yes. I'll have someone send you out of the country within ten minutes. If not, the excavators are already prepared. This house behind us will be reduced to a pile of rubble within ten minutes."
He had made his threat so obvious that if Jiang Zhenjun dared to refuse, he would be seeking his own demise.
Thus, in less than half an hour, Jiang Nanfang got what she wanted.
Jiang Zhenjun and his family of three were taken to the airport.
To have the enemy she had hated for 20 years suddenly dealt with like this left her feeling a strange sense of loss.
Back in the car, looking at the things her mother had left behind, Jiang Nanfang's heart was filled with mixed emotions.
However, Zhan Beijue didn't give her much time to dwell on her sadness.
"Do you know why I'm here?"
Jiang Nanfang rolled down the car window and looked at him, who seemed particularly tall and imposing today.
"Isn't it to repay the favor my mother did for you back then?"
"That's part of it. There's also a second part."
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"The annual technology exhibition in Shangcheng has been moved up by a week. You need to hurry up and finish your new product, get it tested, and take it to the tech exhibition to claim the top spot."
"I spent hundreds of millions to acquire the product and hired so many technicians, only to end up losing everything. You'd better put your heart into it."
"..."
Alright. Since she had agreed to be his subordinate, she had to listen to him during work hours.
Jiang Nanfang packed the items away and put them in the center console, nodding. "I'll head back to the company now."
Zhan Beijue got back into his car and was escorted away by a group of people with imposing presences.
Upon returning to the company, Vice President Gao informed her that the factory had finally managed to mass-produce the first batch of new products, and they immediately headed over.
The electrical company's factory was located in a newly developed industrial zone.
As it was newly developed, the journey was quite far. The bus route had only just been established, and the surrounding area was rather desolate. Jiang Nanfang hadn't encountered many cars during her walk.
The gloomy weather in the morning started to rain as she walked. Jiang Nanfang dared not run too fast, but even so, a problem arose.
For some unknown reason, the beautiful and delicate little car suddenly lurched. As soon as she stepped on the accelerator, the entire car began to shake violently.
When she pressed the gas pedal, the car veered to one side, as if it would fall apart at any moment, shaking so much that it was impossible to drive.
Vice President Gao valued his life, so Jiang Nanfang had no choice but to pull the car over to the side of the road and get out to check what was wrong.
There was no umbrella in the car, so she was getting rained on. She opened the hood and took a look. Everything seemed fine, with no apparent issues.
She then checked the accelerator and brakes inside the car, but couldn't find any problems.
Finally, she walked around the car and realized that the rear right tire had blown out.
The rain intensified, pounding on the car windows. The two of them sat in the sputtering car, looking at each other in dismay.
Jiang Nanfang: "Do you know where we are? Call someone to fix it."
Vice President Gao: "I don't know. I haven't been here much since the new factory was completed."
"Then take out your phone, pinpoint our location, and have your driver send another car over."
Vice President Gao: "My driver's wife is giving birth, and he's taken leave for these few days. I'm afraid we can't count on him. Use your navigation to see if there are any repair shops nearby and ask someone to tow the car for repair."
In this isolated spot, where would there be a repair shop?
And how long would it take?
Jiang Nanfang: "You don't have a driver, can't you ask the company to send another driver? What if there are no repair shops nearby, how long will we have to wait?"
Vice President Gao took his phone, heeding her advice.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "When the new product was completed, I invited Mr. Zhan to come and see it. I wonder where he is."
"Let me call him to ask. If not, we can take his car."
Zhan Beijue was also coming to the factory today? Then why didn't he say so earlier?
Jiang Nanfang watched Vice President Gao make the call.
"Hello, Mr. Zhan. Yes, yes, Engineer Jiang and I are on our way there."
"The car suddenly had some problems, and we can't move. Where are you now?"
"Where are we? I don't know. The car broke down halfway, in the middle of nowhere."
As he was speaking, a black car zipped past them like a gust of wind in the rain.
Jiang Nanfang didn't get a clear look at the car's emblem, but based on its model, it was a black sports car.
Soon, the car's red taillights lit up, and the vehicle slowly reversed back towards them.
Vice President Gao hung up. "Mr. Zhan is here. Look, that's Zhan Dong's car up ahead. He's truly a timely savior, arriving just when we need him."
Jiang Nanfang couldn't help but want to roll her eyes.
What was the point of him arriving on time?
A sports car could only seat two people. If he already had two people in the car, where would she and Vice President Gao sit?
The trunk wasn't suitable for seating either, so what was the difference from him not coming at all?
Ah Zhong parked the car, ran over with an umbrella, and asked them what was wrong with their car.
Jiang Nanfang said the tire had burst. Fortunately, there was a spare tire in the trunk, and she asked if he knew how to change it.
With such heavy rain, Ah Zhong was too lazy to change it.
"I'll call someone to tow the car back. You guys get in the car first."
Vice President Gao happily opened the door to get out, but Jiang Nanfang pulled him back.
"Vice President Gao, that car can only seat two people. If you go with him, what about me?"
Vice President Gao finally realized. "Why did you bring a sports car today? There are only two seats for the four of us. What should we do?"
Ah Zhong scratched his nose. "Hey, we didn't know we would encounter something like this today."
"This car is one of only 50 limited edition models worldwide. Mr. Zhan saw it at an overseas car show last year and placed an order. It just arrived these past few days, and we were driving it out for the first time today when we encountered you... Please wait a moment, I'll go ask Mr. Zhan."
Ah Zhong ran back, holding his umbrella.
Zhan Beijue sat there with sunglasses on, his expression cold. "What is it?"
"It seems the tire burst. Mr. Zhan, our car can't fit four people, what should we do?"
Recalling this morning when she had promised the children she wouldn't go to the Jiang family alone and provoke those desperate people, yet she had broken her promise and was almost beaten, Zhan Beijue was furious.
"Is she an idiot? She only drove it for a few days and managed to blow a tire? Is she made of firecrackers?"
"..."
"Tell Jiang Nanfang to come down and fix it. Isn't she capable of handling everything? If she doesn't fix it, she's not going anywhere today."
Mr. Zhan was still angry about his wife's situation this morning, so Ah Zhong didn't dare to say much. He could only hold his umbrella and return to Jiang Nanfang's side.
"Engineer Jiang, why don't you hold the umbrella for me while I change the spare tire? Mr. Zhan refuses to send another car."