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After discussing the franchise agreement, Zhang Xingyu was about to leave: "President Qin, let's not rush the celebratory dinner. Let's talk about it after I officially arrive."

Qin Man smiled and nodded, her tone exceptionally earnest: "I will definitely remember this."

The group walked out of the general manager's office, and Meng Jie turned around and went back to his own office.

A moment later, he came out again with a black backpack on his back.

Looking at Qin Man, Meng Jie casually said, "President Qin, I have an appointment with an important client to discuss cooperation, so I'll be leaving get off work early."

Qin Man glanced at her phone; the screen clearly showed 3:10 PM. Her lips twitched involuntarily again, and she said with a hint of sarcasm, "President Meng is certainly very busy!"

"no way."

Meng Jie showed no remorse, but stood upright and righteous: "As a person in a position, I must fulfill my duties. The company's affairs are my own affairs."

Qin Man was too lazy to say anything more; she just wanted the other party to get the contract back.

The group walked outside the company together. Qin Man, accompanied by her two assistants, Bai Jing and Zhang Juan, walked with smiles and laughter all the way to Zhang Xingyu's side of the white Volkswagen Tiguan.

Meng Jie, on the other hand, strolled leisurely to the other side, his demeanor casual.

The four women hadn't noticed his movements at first, but when they saw him walk straight to a dazzling cherry blossom white convertible Bentley and easily open the door, they froze on the spot, their eyes wide with shock, speechless for a long time.

Of course, Bai Jing was faking it.

Meng Jie casually tossed his backpack onto the passenger seat, bent down to get into the car, fastened his seatbelt, and lightly pressed the accelerator, instantly producing a deep roar from the engine.

The car slowly pulled up beside Qin Man and the others. He lightly braked and stopped the car, waving with a smile: "President Qin, I'll go first. You can continue your conversation."

"etc!"

Qin Man quickly called out to him, her eyes fixed on the luxury car, her tone full of disbelief: "This car... is yours?"

"Mr. Zhou's car."

Meng Jie explained casually, "We're like brothers. He's married now and doesn't need it anymore, so he lent me this chick magnet for a few days!"

"Mr. Zhou's car?"

Qin Man circled the Bentley, looking it over with curiosity, and couldn't help but ask, "How much did this car cost?"

"The customized model cost over 4.6 million yuan."

Without saying much, Meng Jie gently pressed the accelerator: "I'm leaving now, I'm running out of time."

"Many freshmen have already arrived at university this year. I need to check on the first-year female students. They are so young and inexperienced. I must make sure they don't go astray."

As soon as he finished speaking, the convertible Bentley gracefully turned onto the main road, its engine roaring loudly, and disappeared from sight in an instant.

The man's words kept replaying in her mind, and Qin Man couldn't help but curse, "That scumbag!"

Why leave work early to meet clients?

What company's business is my business?

He was clearly driving a sports car to pick up girls!

A freshman girl?

Pooh!

How could you bring yourself to touch such a delicate flower bud?

But after she finished scolding, she remembered that Meng Jie's assistant, Bai Jing, was also there, and her smile immediately softened.

"When I came this morning, I saw a convertible Bentley parked there. I wondered whose it was?"

"I never expected that the car was driven by your CEO, Mr. Meng!"

Their industrial park has several factories.

She really hadn't expected Meng Jie to drive such a nice car to the company.

This is absolutely outrageous!

It seems that Zhou Yanhui isn't a good person either.

Men are all the same!

Bai Jing looked innocent, her face full of envy: "I didn't know that President Meng would drive a Bentley to work today."

"He suddenly changed his ways and came to the company so early today."

Qin Man began to speculate: "Maybe he crawled out of some hotel girl's bed?"

As she spoke, she looked at Bai Jing: "I remember you're a senior in college, right?"

"Yes."

Bai Jing nodded in agreement: "President Qin, Shen Yining and I need to ask for leave on Friday to go back to school. There's a class meeting there."

"Just submit your leave request on DingTalk, and Xiaojuan will approve it."

Qin Man smiled and reminded him, "Your CEO Meng isn't a good person; he's always talking a big game."

"You'd better be careful, don't just agree to go out with him so easily."

Bai Jing smiled somewhat shyly: "I know."

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After showing off, Meng Jie ran away, feeling incredibly pleased with himself.

It's not that he's heartless.

As the saying goes, "If a man doesn't look out for himself, he'll be punished by heaven and earth."

A capitalist's first pot of gold is often not exactly honorable.

If he had followed his previous ambitions, he would have taken a steady and cautious approach at this stage, cooperated well with Qin Man, and gradually built up his strength.

But now, his ambitions have expanded several times and are no longer limited to this.

With the system providing backup, he wanted to see exactly where his abilities were at their limit.

Set yourself a short-term goal: oust Qin Man, the general manager.

YuChuang Technology is a company where he makes the decisions.

After giving Zhang Xingyu 12% of the shares, Qin Man still holds 51% of the company's shares, and is just one final step away from closing the deal.

But this kick won't be easy; to hit her vital spot, you have to find the right opportunity.

Meng Jie had already made up his mind and was just waiting for a suitable time.

Of course, all of this is predicated on contacting the other shareholders in advance.

Needless to say, Zhang Xingyu and I are intertwined.

Therefore, the only person we need to win over right now is Zhao Xiaohui!

To be honest, Qin Man is a real scoundrel.

Of the three founders, she is now the only general manager left.

Her husband divorced her, and all the property went to her.

Her best friend was ousted and lost her management rights in the company; her remaining shares could be taken away at any time.

Meng Jie doesn't comment too much on matters between husband and wife.

Qin Man's willingness to be so ruthless even to her best friend demonstrates her cold-heartedness and ruthless methods.

Giving Zhao Xiaohui the title of HR Director sounds impressive, but she didn't even have a single proper employee under her, making her a laughing stock in the company.

With that thought in mind, he made a phone call.

The call was quickly answered, and an elegant female voice came through: "Feed—"

Meng Jie laughed and said, "Sister Xiao Hui, where are you? I'm coming to find you."

Zhao Xiaohui said, "I'm at Dongjiao Memory. If you have time, come over."

……

Dongjiao Memory is located in the eastern part of Chengdu.

Meng Jie drove to the parking lot, parked his convertible Bentley, and slowly walked forward following the location sent by Zhao Xiaohui.

As you look around, the intense green of midsummer has gradually faded, and the branches and leaves are tinged with a soft light yellow. Mottled vines entwine around the industrial retro-style buildings, and the rough red brick walls bear the marks of time.

Rows of Soviet-style red brick factory buildings, towering chimneys, mottled old railway tracks, and rusty old machine tools stand quietly in the same place.

This place was once a bustling electron tube factory, bearing witness to the youth and glory of countless old Chengdu residents. However, it could not keep up with the pace of the changing times and was ruthlessly washed away by the years, leaving only ruins to tell the story of past glories.

Meng Jie continued walking and soon found a creative coffee shop, then pushed open the door and went inside.

The air conditioning was on inside. He casually glanced around the shop and immediately spotted Zhao Xiaohui sitting by the innermost window.

The afternoon sunlight streamed through the glass window, gently bathing her in its warmth, adding to her gentle and graceful appearance.

"Sister Xiaohui!"

Meng Jie smiled and walked over, sitting down opposite her. His tone was full of concern: "I noticed you weren't at work today, and after asking President Qin, I learned that you weren't feeling well. I was worried about you, so I came to check on you."

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