Xu Jiang rationally helped Qing Muye analyze the current situation.
Although his words had some truth to them, Qing Sihua vaguely had a bad premonition, "Qing Muye is cunning and resourceful. I don't believe his meticulously managed company would just collapse."
Qing Sihua stood up and touched his right eyelid, "My right eye has been twitching non-stop."
The left eye twitching for fortune, the right for disaster.
Although it was a bit superstitious, sometimes things were truly bizarre.
"The company appears to be operating normally on the surface, but its finances are hollow. It's natural for you to be anxious," Xu Jiang comforted Qing Sihua. "And regarding Qing Muye, he's a business genius with extraordinary talent, but even he couldn't withstand the pressure from two big shots like Tang Nian and Flake Street. They've been in the game for years, hold esteemed positions, and can control everything with a mere wave of their hand. It's well known that they can decide life and death with a flick of a finger. It's Qing Muye's bad luck that he married a wife who casually got involved with Antina's husband. He deserves it."
Xu Jiang pushed up his glasses and spoke voluminously, "And himself, he must have had the courage of a bear and the heart of a leopard to chop off the fingers of Tang Nian's only daughter. Isn't that like pulling a hair from a tiger's backside? He's courting death!"
His words were well-reasoned and analyzed with clarity and thoroughness. Qing Sihua's unsettled heart gradually calmed down, but he still urged with unease, "Investigate. You still need to investigate for me. My heart feels very uneasy."
"Alright, I'll go now." Xu Jiang finished speaking, turned, and walked out of the office. After a few steps, he immediately turned back and said, "Oh, Mr. Qing, Miss Lan Shu is here. Mr. Arlo Cogsor was here just now, so I didn't dare to let her in."
"Yaoyao?"
Qing Sihua thought for a moment, a sneer flashing in his eyes.
Since Qing Muye's company's decline, Lan Shu had grown closer to him.
Women, after all, were pragmatic.
Before this, Qing Sihua had actively pursued Lan Shu, wanting to win her over as a spy to gather intelligence on Qing Muye's company's every move. Now that Qing Muye was imprisoned and Zhuo Rui Technology was on the verge of bankruptcy, Lan Shu had lost her value.
However, the thought of this made Qing Sihua indignant.
If he had known that Tang Nian would make a move against Qing Muye, why would he have found someone to play along with Lan Shu, resulting in him being burned by sulfuric acid, leaving a scar on his face, and nearly disfiguring him?
"Tell her I'm busy today and won't see her."
Qing Sihua's attitude changed as quickly as flipping a book. Seeing that Lan Shu had lost her value, he no longer welcomed her.
Xu Jiang responded, "Okay, I'll send her away now."
...
In Lancheng, at the Qingyun Mountain scenic area, within the film crew.
Meng Jingwei forced herself to calm down and finish the last scene of the day. She then returned to the makeup room to remove her makeup, changed into sportswear, put on a black baseball cap, and carried a backpack as she quietly left through the back exit of the film crew.
A car was parked by the roadside, driven by Chu Xue.
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." After getting into the car, Meng Jingwei sat in the passenger seat, fastening her seatbelt as she spoke to Chu Xue.
Chu Xue was wearing a black mesh long dress adorned with small pearls of varying sizes. Her long hair was slightly curled, and she wore a beret, a princess-like attire, young and beautiful.
She started the car and slowly drove towards the city center.
Glancing at Meng Jingwei, she sighed with emotion, "You've lost weight, you look haggard."
She hadn't seen Meng Jingwei much recently, and she was surprised that she had lost so much weight in such a short period.