Tong Xiuqiong waited for the ambulance at home, but instead of going to the hospital with it, she rushed to the bank first. Billions of yuan, this was no trivial matter.
However, when she arrived at the bank, she saw the inventory list in Quan Jiu’s hand. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Tong Xiuqiong lunged forward, "You cheap slut, how could you be so heartless? That's my mother's inheritance, how dare you take it."
Quan Jiu stepped aside, a mocking smile on her face. "You only recognize your mother now? Did you ever check on Grandma all those years? You let Grandma die with regrets. Tong Xiuqiong, from what I know of Grandma, if you hadn't stopped her from seeing me back then, you would have had a share of this inheritance.
But you disappointed her to the extreme even on her deathbed. You broke her heart, so she didn't leave you a single cent. You reap what you sow."
"Pah! You stole our things and then spewed such venomous words. I won't listen to your nonsense," Tong Xiuqiong threw a tantrum and lunged at Quan Jiu again.
She and Quan Xingfa had come to cause trouble last time, and the bank staff recognized them. Seeing Tong Xiuqiong about to cause more trouble, the lobby manager immediately called the security guards over. Without a word, they restrained her.
"If you cause any more trouble, I'll call the police," the lobby manager warned angrily.
Tong Xiuqiong struggled and cursed, but she couldn't overpower the security guards. She could only watch as Quan Jiu left.
After Quan Jiu drove away, another inconspicuous black car followed her. It trailed her all the way to Guanghuan Building. Only then did the black car turn around and make a phone call.
"Boss, Miss Quan has obtained the inheritance. Tong Xiuqiong made a scene at the bank, but it didn't cause any major issues. However, that couple definitely won't give up."
Gu Si yawned lazily and said, "Then, reel them in."
The person on the other end replied, "Yes."
Gu Si hung up the phone and checked the time. It was eleven o'clock.
He got up, took a peach from the refrigerator, and got back into bed. He ate the peach while sending a message.
"What have you been busy with lately?"
Quan Jiu had just arrived at the company and was reviewing the reports from the past week. Suddenly, a notification sound chimed. She glanced sideways; it was Gu Si.
She hadn't contacted Gu Si in a while. To be precise, they hadn't been in touch since Gu Si invited her to dinner last time.
She had always thought Gu Si would contact her, but she hadn't expected it to take so long. However, his contact at this particular time was clearly not a coincidence.
He messaged her right after she left the bank. Did he know she had already received the inheritance?
Quan Jiu pondered, but her hands didn't slow down. "Busy with work. How about you, what are you busy with?"
"I'm taking a break these two days, but I'm used to night shifts. I sleep during the day and play at night."
Gu Si's Imperial Court club was quite famous in A City. It was closed? Quan Jiu found it strange, but she still asked with concern, "What happened?"
"Competitors filed malicious reports. It's nothing, it'll be resolved after a couple of days of investigation. Want to grab a meal sometime?"
Quan Jiu typed expressionlessly, "Sure, when are you free?"
"How about tonight? I'm not working tonight anyway."
Quan Jiu thought for a moment. Her child was safe at the Chu family's old residence, and she only needed to be careful herself. She replied with an "Okay" and arranged the time and place.
Gu Si looked at the reply, took a large bite of the peach, then got up and went to the walk-in closet.
Ten minutes later, he emerged from the closet and called Su Bin. "Hey, go pick out a few outfits for me. Nice ones, stylish ones, ones that... attract girls. Send them over before four in the afternoon."
Su Bin was taken aback. His boss's clothes always had a single style: a sleeveless undershirt in summer and a long wool coat with a stand-up collar in winter. Why the sudden change in style?
Despite his confusion, he quickly agreed and then added, "Boss, we've found the person behind the reports."
Gu Si's brow furrowed. "Who is it?"
"It was arranged by Chu Rong. But I've already asked my subordinates, and we haven't had any conflicts with anyone surnamed Chu recently. The reason for his sudden move against us is still under investigation."
Gu Si thought for a moment, then leaned against the wall and chuckled. "Heh, forget it. No need to investigate. I know the reason. Let's leave this matter as it is for now. Keep an account of it, and I'll repay him when the opportunity arises.
However, keep a close eye on your subordinates. Don't let anyone exploit loopholes. The Imperial Court club is operated in the open, and it must be kept clean. Otherwise, such incidents will likely happen frequently in the future."
Su Bin was puzzled again, but out of habit, he didn't ask further, only replied "Yes" and hung up.
Gu Si rubbed the stubble on his chin, a growing smile on his face.
...
After replying to the messages, Quan Jiu refocused her attention on the reports in front of her.
Han Zhao's variety show had finished filming and would be broadcast simultaneously on television and online platforms this Friday. Lu Lian would participate in the Lake Fashion Show next week, Ding Wei had officially received an invitation to "The Veteran Actor" with filming scheduled for two weeks later, and Pan Zhizhao, after more than a month of effort, had finally joined a long-standing variety show as a host on a trial basis.
Furthermore, Han Zhao Renkui would join a production in a week, and other artists' activities were proceeding normally.
After reviewing the artists' recent movements, Quan Jiu then looked at the data reports for recent film, television, and variety shows. There was no significant buzz in film and television, but in variety shows, a youth talent show was very popular.
Quan Jiu suddenly remembered this show; it was the one Jiang Mengmei was participating in.
She searched for the variety show's name on Weibo, and various pieces of information immediately popped up. What caught her attention was that Jiang Mengmei had actually become quite popular.
Quan Jiu clicked to watch for a moment and understood.
Jiang Mengmei had become popular entirely by flaunting her wealth. Her professional skills were almost at the bottom, but she was high-profile, wearing and using everything from major luxury brands. The marketing accounts also went all out to promote her. Any news related to Jiang Mengmei was always about money.
In just two weeks, her Weibo followers had increased by nearly three million.
Quan Jiu watched coldly as Jiang Mengmei's fans fawned over her. Suddenly, her phone rang.
She glanced sideways, staring at the screen without answering. Only after the ringing stopped and the call automatically disconnected did she receive another text message: "What do you want to eat tonight? Do you want dumplings?"
Quan Jiu's gaze fell back to the screen. After a moment of silence, she sent a message to her son: "Tutu, help Mom check something."
...
At five in the afternoon, Quan Jiu left the company early and arrived at the restaurant where she had arranged to meet Gu Si.
It was a barbecue restaurant. Although she was approaching him with a purpose, she had to choose a place she liked to eat.
She arrived twenty minutes early, expecting Gu Si not to be there yet. However, the moment she entered, a conspicuous figure caught her eye. It was none other than Gu Si.
Gu Si also saw her and waved with a smile.
Quan Jiu walked over, sat down, and asked, "Have you been waiting long?"
"No, just arrived a moment ago."