Earning 100 million a day, yet trapped in a county town.

Chapter 92 Jiangcheng's "Great Philanthropist" Wang Guanxi Seizes His Stepfather's Property

Shen Qingxue took another sip.

Wang Guanxi didn't stop her; he drank slowly, occasionally picking up a skewer of mutton and taking a couple of bites.

The room was quiet for a while.

After finishing the first can, Shen Qingxue reached out and opened another one.

"Mr. Wang, aren't you going to ask me anything?"

"What do you want to ask?"

"For example—why are you crying?"

Wang Guanxi glanced at her. Her eyes were still swollen, and her makeup was ruined.

"If you don't want to talk about it, then don't."

Shen Qingxue was stunned for a moment.

She suddenly realized that this person was really different.

If it were Dong Xiaocheng, he would definitely ask, "Who bullied you?" or "Was it that client?"

But Shen Qingxue felt that Wang Guanxi's silence wasn't because he didn't care about her, but because he respected her.

Shen Qingxue took another sip and leaned back in her chair.

"My boyfriend, we've been together for seven years. We got together in college, but things changed after graduation. When I got promoted, he started checking up on me, making video calls when I was on business trips, calling me when I was working overtime, and asking if my colleagues were male or female when I ate with them. This noon I was talking to your CEO Lu about serious business, and he kept calling me."

Wang Guanxi didn't say anything, just listened quietly.

"Seven years. I've endured it for seven years."

"Break up if you want."

"Easy for you to say. Seven years of relationship, it's not that easy."

"Just because it's not easy, does that mean we have to endure it?"

Shen Qingxue was stumped by his question.

I picked up the beer and drank half a can in one go.

"And Wen Guoliang," her voice held a hint of grievance, "I couldn't recruit your people today, so I called and called me a piece of trash. I told him to give me three days, or I'd be fired."

Wang Guanxi's lips curled up slightly.

"So what do you plan to do?"

Shen Qingxue didn't answer. She opened another can and took a big gulp.

"Mr. Wang, do you own a house in Jiangcheng?"

"have."

"I've worked in Jiangzhou for so many years, and now I'm the marketing director of Meiwei, but I still can't afford a down payment."

"Tell me, what is the meaning of my work?"

Wang Guanxi looked at her without saying anything.

Shen Qingxue continued, as if she had been holding back for a long time and had finally found someone to talk to.

She picked up her beer and took another sip.

The six cans of beer were quickly emptied.

Shen Qingxue's face was already red, and her eyes began to glaze over.

She shook the empty can in her hand.

"Not enough. Order another dozen."

Wang Guanxi didn't stop her.

She took out her phone and ordered twelve cans of Tsingtao beer.

The beer has arrived.

Shen Qingxue neatly arranged the twelve jars on the table, opened one jar, and handed it to Wang Guanxi.

"continue."

The two of them started drinking again.

Shen Qingxue became more and more talkative.

We talked about our boyfriends, then about our jobs, then about our houses, and finally about our hometowns.

She said her hometown is a small county in Sichuan. Her parents are ordinary workers, and they emptied their savings to send her to university.

She said that sometimes she felt very tired of living. When she opened her eyes, all she could think about was KPIs, meetings, and social engagements. When she closed her eyes, all she could think about was mortgage payments and rent.

She said she envied her classmates who married well, as they didn't have to work hard and their husbands had cars and houses.

"But I don't want to do that," she said, taking a sip. "I don't want to rely on a man."

Wang Guanxi listened quietly, nodding occasionally.

Before I knew it, there were more and more empty cans on the table.

I drank most of a dozen beers.

Shen Qingxue has completely let go.

She stood up, intending to go to the restroom, and slowly rose, supporting herself on the chair armrest.

My legs went weak.

He fell forward.

Wang Guanxi reached out and caught her.

Shen Qingxue fell into his arms, her face pressed against his chest.

She looked up, and Wang Guanxi looked down at her.

The two faces were so close that they could feel each other's breath.

Shen Qingxue's eyes were misty.

The pressure of work, the exhaustion of relationships, the burdens of life—all the grievances and frustrations surged up at that moment.

She didn't know if it was the effect of the alcohol or something else.

All she knew was that she didn't want to shoulder the burden alone anymore.

Even if it's just for one night.

She wanted to vent.

She closed her eyes.

Then he kissed her.

At the moment their lips touched, Wang Guanxi paused for a moment.

But only for one second.

Then he responded to her.

The lights went out.

The sheets are wrinkled.

Moonlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains.

Everything returned to calm.

the next morning.

Sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains.

Shen Qingxue woke up first.

She opened her eyes and saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

Then she felt the warmth around her.

She turned her head to the side.

Wang Guanxi was sleeping next to her, breathing steadily.

The blanket only covered her chest.

Shen Qingxue stared at his face for a few seconds.

Memories of last night are flooding back little by little.

Beer, chatting, falling down, kissing, and then—

Her face flushed red instantly.

She slowly sat up, leaning against the headboard, her mind a jumbled mess.

This is the craziest thing she has ever done.

She slept with the boss of her competitor.

She bit her lip.

She's an adult, thirty years old, not a twenty-year-old girl.

It's normal to act impulsively after drinking too much.

There's no need to cry and whine, and no need to make the other party take responsibility.

Just consider it a one-night stand.

She was about to quietly get out of bed to go to the bathroom.

Just then, Wang Guanxi's phone rang.

The ringtone rang out in the quiet room.

Wang Guanxi frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was Shen Qingxue staring at his face.

Eyes facing each other.

The air froze for a fraction of a second.

Then Wang Guanxi looked away and reached for his phone on the bedside table.

His reaction was calm; there was no surprise or panic. He was simply woken up and looked for his phone.

Wang Guanxi picked up his phone and glanced at the screen.

It was Cecilia Cheung calling.

He answered the phone, his voice a little hoarse.

"Feed?"

"Mr. Wang, something's happened online. Cheng Wanhua posted a video saying you've encroached on his factory."

Wang Guanxi's expression changed instantly.

He sat up in bed, his brow furrowed.

"What video?"

"On Douyin, it has already received tens of thousands of views in less than half an hour. People are saying that you are a liar, that you took advantage of people's misfortune to seize Chengda Garment Factory, and that you do not support your mother and are ungrateful."

Send me the video link.

"Okay, Mr. Wang."

The video link was quickly sent to Wang Guanxi's phone. He opened it and frowned.

In the video, Cheng Wanhua sits on an old sofa, his eyes red and his voice choked with emotion.

"My name is Cheng Wanhua, and I am Wang Guanxi's stepfather. He made money in Shanghai and came back saying he would help me, but he ended up taking a liking to my clothing factory. He helped me pay off my loan sharks, and then forced me to transfer the factory to him. If I didn't sign, he would beat me up and even called the police to pressure me."

He held up his phone; it showed a photo of an IOU.

"Look, this is the IOU. He said it was to help me pay off my debts, but it was just a pretense. I have nothing now, even my wife works in his factory, giving me four thousand yuan a month to beggars. I have no other choice but to speak out."

The video's caption reads: "Wang Guanxi, the 'great philanthropist of Jiangcheng,' has seized his stepfather's property, forcing him into homelessness! Share this to let more people see!"