Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

A private elevator takes you directly to Fu Jingting's office floor.

The man turned and hurriedly entered the reception room.

Duan Heng politely led Xu Qingcheng into Fu Jingting's office. "Miss Xu, tea or coffee?"

"coffee."

A secretary brought in coffee.

Xu Qingcheng sat alone in her spacious and cold office, checking the time and considering the timing and leverage for holding an internal meeting at Shengshi.

They wanted to discard the dross and keep the essence of what they said, simply because they didn't want her to sell off industries with future growth potential.

However, the possibility of future development means that continuous financial investment is necessary now.

Where does the money for a prosperous era come from?

In the end, if the core industries are also dragged down, the prosperous era will die even faster.

Cutting off an arm to save one's life inherently involves giving up something in return. They surely understand this principle.

Xu Qingcheng pressed her temples, feeling a headache coming on. So what they were saying was just an excuse; they probably really wanted to kick her out.

Her fingertips grew cold. Xu Qingcheng closed her eyes, pondering her bargaining chips, trying to figure out how to strike decisively. Having endured this long, she couldn't allow any unexpected events to occur.

She didn't even have time to take a closer look at Fu Jingting's magnificent and beautiful office.

The phone kept ringing.

"Have the legal department call me. No lawyer's letter can be sent without my permission. What? Don't you understand that I said no? I, Xu Qingcheng, am the current CEO of Shengshi. No one's word counts without my approval." Xu Qingcheng said sternly.

Hearing the office door open, she turned her head and snapped, "Get out!"

Xu Qingcheng held her phone in one hand and rested the other on the large, dark gray tabletop. Her expression was cold and sharp, and a strong sense of conflict and contradiction emanated from her voice.

Fu Jingting's fingers hadn't even left the doorknob when his eyebrows, which was unusually raised, tugged up. In his own office, he was always the one kicking people out; this was the first time he'd been kicked out.

fresh.

Duan Heng was standing beside Fu Jingting, and when he met Xu Qingcheng's cold, sharp eyes, he almost instinctively backed away.

Depend on!

For a moment, I felt as if I were being scolded by Young Master Fu.

Before Xu Qingcheng could look away, she suddenly realized that this wasn't her office. She slowly closed her eyes, wanting to slap herself.

With her back to Fu Jingting, she lowered her voice and instructed, "Do as I say," before hurriedly hanging up the phone.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Qingcheng turned around and performed her amazing ability to change her expression in a second.

Her features were exquisite, and she possessed a gentle and tender nature.

"I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well, I'm a little dazed."

Fu Jingting: ...

Duan Heng: ...

The man walked in first, followed closely by Duan Heng, who placed the documents in his hand on the desk and quickly left.

Fu Jingting loosened his tie a bit; he was in a good mood because several things had gone smoothly for him today.

This was roughly the opposite of Xu Qingcheng's feelings.

Although it's not easy to tell what she looks like right now.

The man walked towards her, getting closer without stopping. Xu Qingcheng was forced to take a step back and lean against the edge of the desk. He braced his hands on the desk beside her, trapping her between himself and the desk. When he leaned down, his face almost touched hers.

"What's wrong? Is there internal disagreement within Shengshi Group, and is Miss Xu's authority being challenged?"

They were so close that his breath brushed against her face as he spoke, and he guessed her thoughts perfectly, causing Xu Qingcheng's heart to tighten slightly.

She couldn't help but tilt her head slightly and smile faintly, "It's alright, I can handle it."

"Oh? If that's the case, what's the point of you asking me to act in this play?" Fu Jingting directly exposed her.

His eyes and brows exuded an air of complete understanding and composure, while the slight upturn of his lips carried a hint of sarcasm.

Xu Qingcheng, being thick-skinned, pretended not to see it.

He pressed her down, causing her to lean back slightly, displaying her ample bosom before him. The end of his tie fell onto her body, rising and falling with her breath.

Xu Qingcheng hooked her fingers around his tie, wrapped it around her fingers, and wrapped it around and around again.

As she moved, the man's gaze fell down, and his eyes darkened.

The clothes she wore today were too innocent and pure for her style, but you have to admit, her face, without any makeup, was clean and clear, and anyone who saw her couldn't help but say she was beautiful!

Fu Jingting admitted that he was charmed.

The woman's tie, wrapped tightly around her fingers, straightened. With a slight pull, Xu Qingcheng brought the man's forehead directly to hers. She smiled, not denying it, "Since you guessed it, I'll be frank. Shengshi does have some opinions that need to be agreed upon, and the sale of the laser business may be delayed. I hope President Tang can give me some time."

To put it bluntly, she hoped Fu Jingting could act as her intermediary. In the business world, the worst thing is going back on your word; once such a trustworthy agreement is tarnished, the investment community will be very averse to it, with endless consequences.

Fu Jingting raised an eyebrow. "Then you should go find Tang Jinchao, not me."

He pulled his tie away from her fingers and stepped back slightly, creating some distance between them.

Xu Qingcheng was a little stunned. She seemed to have never thought of going to Tang Jinchao, but theoretically speaking, negotiating with Tang Jinchao would be the most direct approach.

Although she was somewhat resistant, it wasn't entirely impossible.

If there's no progress with Fu Jingting, then she'll have no choice but to go find Tang Jinchao again.

Xu Qingcheng frowned slightly, a rare sense of desolation rising in her heart. How many more times would she have to do this before it all ended?

All her emotions vanished in an instant, barely a trace, and she quickly composed herself. "Because we're quite familiar with each other. I don't have a personal relationship with President Tang, after all. However, if Young Master Fu finds it too troublesome and refuses to help... um..."

Her lips were fiercely kissed, and Fu Jingting didn't miss her subtle expression. She went from being stunned to realizing something so quickly that he wanted to strangle her.

Her expression of "Oh, I didn't know you could do that. Thank you for showing me another way" made Fu Jingting feel like he was fucking pissed off.

This woman, when she speaks sharply and coldly, her voice is like a knife, as if she wants to cleave a person from head to toe.

At this moment, her voice, both soft and seductive, held a hint of anger, like a long, soft whip that bound him tightly, making him unable to resist.