After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

He slowly straightened up and turned to look at the television screen on the wall.

The screen switched to a conference room in a high-end hotel in Zurich, Switzerland.

The flashbulbs kept going off.

Su Qing was wearing a well-tailored white custom-made suit, and her long hair was tied up.

She stood at the podium, facing a large group of foreign journalists, looking confident and composed.

Her chin was slightly raised, with a hint of condescending arrogance.

The reporter handed the microphone to her.

"Mr. Su, now that we've secured $100 million in funding, what are the Su Group's plans for the next phase?"

Su Qing smiled at the camera, her voice cool and clear:

"Once the funds are in place, the Suzhou Group will fully launch the Nasdaq listing process. We will expand our overseas market share and consolidate our leading position in the domestic industry."

"This is just the beginning. The future of the Su Group is limitless."

The camera gave Su Qing a close-up. The ambition and pride in her eyes were revealed without reservation.

The female TV presenter continued her broadcast:

"It is understood that Ms. Su Qing, President of the Su Group, will finalize the signing of the contract tomorrow afternoon. This marks the final sprint stage of the Su Group's listing plan..."

Lin Fan stared quietly at the screen.

Su Qing's face remained frozen on the screen for a few seconds before the camera switched to the next news item.

Lin Fan withdrew his gaze.

He threw the rag in his hand into the sink and turned on the tap to wash his hands.

Judging by the time, Su Qing will be back soon. After handling the urgent matters at the company, she will soon come to our door with a lawyer.

Lin Fan walked to the bar, picked up the remote control, and turned off the TV.

The hall fell silent once more.

Turn off the main lights in the store, leaving only one spotlight on the entrance.

Lin Fan walked to the door and pulled down the roller shutter. He then locked the bottom latch.

Then he turned and walked toward the Wuling Hongguang parked on the side of the road.

A night breeze blew by, bringing a touch of early autumn coolness.

As the car drove out of Phoenix Golden Street, it merged into the traffic flow on the main road.

The neon lights on both sides of the road kept receding into the distance. There was no music playing in the car, only the deep roar of the engine.

Lin Fan gripped the steering wheel with both hands, his eyes fixed on the traffic lights ahead.

An investment of one hundred million US dollars.

He felt neither panic nor anger. His heart was as calm as a stagnant pool.

He knows Su Qing too well.

This woman values ​​her career and reputation more than life itself. She has now secured funding and is about to go public; she is riding high on her success.

She absolutely could not tolerate her own daughter living with a man who ran a restaurant on the street. It would be a stain on her otherwise perfect life record.

She will definitely use every means, all her capital and lawyers, to take Tuantuan back.

To the average person, this is a huge number.

In the judge's eyes, this was also absolute proof that Su Qing was able to provide a high-quality education and living environment.

But here, in Jiangcheng, it's useless.

The red light turns green.

Lin Fan stepped on the gas, and the car accelerated forward.

……

Zurich, Switzerland.

9 p.m. local time.

In the penthouse suite of a seven-star hotel in the city center, warm yellow wall lamps cast their light on the thick Persian carpet.

Su Qing took off the smart white suit she wore during the day and put on a dark purple silk robe.

She stood quietly in front of the huge French windows, her feet on the carpet, holding a glass of freshly decanted Romanée-Conti.

Outside the window is the tranquil night view of Lake Zurich, with the snow-capped peaks of the Alps faintly visible in the moonlight in the distance.

Just now in the banquet hall downstairs, she was the center of attention, receiving countless praises and compliments from European investors.

The letter of intent for a $100 million investment is securely locked in her safe.

If the final details are finalized and signed by tomorrow afternoon, the Su Group's capital chain will experience an unprecedented surge.

The listing ceremony is just around the corner.

Su Qing gently swirled the red wine in her wine glass, gazing at her exquisite and aloof face reflected in the glass, a slight smile curving her lips.

After five years of perseverance and hard work, she has finally reached this level.

"Buzzing—"

The phone on the coffee table suddenly emitted a muffled vibration.

Su Qing frowned slightly. Few people knew her private number, and a call at this time was most likely from a senior executive in China with an urgent report.

She turned around, walked to the coffee table, and picked up her phone.

What was displayed on the screen, however, was a completely unfamiliar domestic number.

A hint of doubt flashed in Su Qing's eyes, but she still pressed the answer button.

"Hello, who is this?" Su Qing's voice was cold.

A deep male voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Good evening, Mr. Su. I apologize for disturbing you so late at night; I hope it hasn't disturbed your rest."

Su Qing frowned even more deeply; she disliked people making things mysterious.

"Who are you? How did you get my private number?"

"President Su, please don't misunderstand." The man on the other end of the phone chuckled lightly, his tone very polite.

"I am Liu Zhiyuan, Shen Man's fiancé. I got your number from Uncle Shen."

Liu Zhiyuan?

Su Qing quickly searched her memory for the name.

She remembered that she had indeed heard Shen Man's mother mention that the Shen family was recently going on blind dates with a financial elite who had just returned from Wall Street. The two families were well-matched, and the elders were very supportive of the marriage.

However, why was Shen Man's fiancé making a cross-border call to her private phone in the middle of the night?

"So it's Mr. Liu." Su Qing's tone softened slightly.

First of all, congratulations.

"To become Shen Man's fiancé, Mr. Liu must be an exceptional person. However, I am currently on a business trip abroad with a very tight schedule. If you are asking for a wedding invitation or to catch up with old friends, we can discuss it when I return to China."

"Since you speak frankly, Mr. Su, I won't beat around the bush either."

Liu Zhiyuan's tone suddenly became somewhat heavy.

"I'm making this call today because of Manman. And this matter... also involves your ex-husband, Lin Fan."

Upon hearing the name "Lin Fan," Su Qing's grip on her wine glass tightened suddenly.

The slight politeness on her face vanished instantly, and her eyes turned cold.

"Lin Fan? What happened to him?"

Su Qing's voice revealed an undisguised disgust.

"If he goes out on the streets begging and makes a fool of himself, or if he uses the Su family's name to scam people out of food and drink, you can just call the police and have him arrested. You don't need to tell me. I have nothing to do with him anymore."

"President Su, you've misunderstood."

On the other end of the phone, Liu Zhiyuan sneered and began to slowly lay out his carefully crafted bargaining chips:

"Your ex-husband didn't go begging. On the contrary, he now rents a storefront on Phoenix Golden Street near Jiangcheng University Town and runs a restaurant."

"Open a restaurant?" Su Qing paused for a moment, then let out a contemptuous sneer. "With his five years of experience cooking noodles in the kitchen? Do you think this restaurant can last three days?"

"That's exactly what I wanted to tell you."