Only a few people truly understood the situation: Old Master Tang, Tang Yuxiang, and Zhang Meilan. But they had all promised Wang Ming they wouldn't leak the secret. They all shared the same thought: to use the banquet to completely drive Qin Long out of the Tang family, and even out of Jiangzhong. Wang Ming, in particular, was eagerly wishing for time to pass more quickly.
「On the other side.」
Inside Jiangzhong's Yulong Garden, Xiao Lingyue and Qing'er had been living for some time. At that moment, Xiao Lingyue was slouched in her office chair, staring blankly at the manila folder in her hand.
"Miss, I have made all the preparations," Qing'er, dressed in black leather pants, replied while standing ramrod straight.
"Very good." Xiao Lingyue waved her hand slightly and set the folder down. "Begin implementing Strategy A. Burn this file after you've read it."
Xiao Lingyue handed the folder to Qing'er, who glanced at the file, her beautiful eyes filled with confidence.
