Fang Ming's body swayed, and he frowned slightly, nearly dropping the documents in his hand onto the ground.
Quickly steadying himself, he turned his head to look, only to see A Biao tilting his head with a provocative, cruel smile on his fleshy face.
"Oh, my apologies, Special Assistant Fang."
A Biao spoke words of apology, but his eyes were filled with the arrogance of 'I did it on purpose.' After speaking, he entered the elevator without looking back.
"F*ck, are you f*cking blind?"
Wang Meng saw all this and immediately prepared to step forward and argue with A Biao!
He was originally just a bricklayer on a construction site. Because his grandmother was sick and he urgently needed money, he had gotten into a fight with the project manager while trying to demand his wages.
Fang Ming had happened to encounter him and, using Qin Xiao's name, helped settle the matter and get his wages.
So, even though he followed Qin Xiao, he had always stayed close to Fang Ming.
This was also one of the few good deeds Fang Ming's predecessor had done.
And A Biao? He was a thug Qin Xiao had transferred from the nightclubs.
Before, when Fang Ming wasn't highly valued by Qin Xiao, the two had no interaction. Since Qin Xiao gave Fang Ming a raise, A Biao had begun to find him an eyesore.
Half a month ago, he had made some snide remarks behind Fang Ming's back. After Fang Ming heard and snapped back at him, the two had formed a grudge.
"Wang Meng, come back."
Fang Ming reached out and grabbed Wang Meng's arm.
Wang Meng was so angry the blue veins on his neck were bulging: "Brother Ming, this bastard did it on purpose. Look at his smug look. Isn't he just more experienced in the underworld than us? What's he acting all high and mighty for!!"
"This is the top floor of the company."
Fang Ming said nonchalantly, "If you get into a fight with him here, you'll have to pack your bags and get out tomorrow!"
Hearing this, Wang Meng immediately deflated like a punctured ball, but he still muttered, "So we just take it like this?"
"No rush, we have plenty of time!"
Fang Ming straightened his shirt collar. "Let's go find a place to eat first!!"
...Although A Biao was just a thug from the nightclubs and didn't dare to openly attack Fang Ming, the repeated provocations had caused Fang Ming to lose his patience.
I'm someone with a cheat after all, can I let a small fry like you bully me?
Meanwhile, as Fang Ming left the top floor of the Qin Corporation to find a place to eat with Wang Meng.
Several kilometers away, backstage at the Yunlan International new product launch.
The deafening roar of the crowd at the front had not yet fully dissipated when the door to the backstage lounge was slammed open.
"CEO Mu, it exploded! Our official website has completely exploded!"
Assistant Xiao Ai held a tablet, having even lost a high heel in her run, but she didn't care to pick it up. Her face was flushed, and her voice was trembling.
"The first batch of 100,000 sets of jade dew sold out in just three minutes!"
"The number of people queuing in the pre-sale channel has exceeded seven figures. The server crashed three times just now. The people in the Technical Department were crying while they fixed it, saying they've never seen such traffic!"
"Also, several distributors who were going to terminate their contracts with us earlier can't even get through on the phone now. They've sent people to block the company entrance, begging for goods with cash checks!"
Hearing these words, the lounge was filled with the ecstasy of having survived a disaster.
Mu Qingxue sat in the makeup chair. Her expensive, well-tailored white slim-fit suit was soaked with sweat on the back.
She looked at herself in the makeup mirror: her makeup was still exquisite, her eyes still sharp. She still looked like that eloquent and decisive female CEO on stage.
But only she knew how badly her hands under the podium were shaking the moment the pre-sale was announced.
Even though the magical effects of the formula had been verified a few days ago, and laboratory data proved it was three times stronger than the original.
It was still a huge gamble.
She was gambling on whether the market could accept this substitute, whether that madman Qin Xiao had a trick up his sleeve, and on Yunlan International's century-old reputation.
Fortunately, Qin Xiao had no hidden moves, and the market reaction was enthusiastic.
Not only did she win, she won beautifully, giving a resounding slap to Qin Xiao, who had stockpiled hundreds of millions in rhodiola rosea and was waiting to see her fail!
"Phew..."
Mu Qingxue closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her chest heaving heavily.
The compliments, cheers, and ringing phones of her subordinates became somewhat blurred in her ears at this moment.
As the noise receded, only one voice remained in her mind.
That raspy male voice processed by a voice changer.
[sedum sarmentosum may be common, but its medicinal properties are actually thirty percent similar to rhodiola rosea... Give me your WeChat ID...]
It was him.
That mysterious person who was unwilling to reveal even his name, with a WeChat nickname that was just a [.], had single-handedly pulled Yunlan International back from the edge of the cliff.
"You should be in Rong City too, right? Now that the results are out, you must have seen them!!"
Mu Qingxue murmured to herself, taking her private phone out of her handbag and skillfully clicking on that pinned black profile picture.
The chat history was empty, except for that priceless document.
And below the document, the few messages she had sent over the past few days, all of which had red exclamation marks.
After all these days, the other party still hadn't removed her from the blacklist.
No demand for payment, no taking the opportunity to make requests, not even a single word of credit-seeking nonsense.
He brushed off his clothes after the deed was done, hiding his contribution and fame.
This feeling of being completely ignored made Mu Qingxue—a favored daughter of heaven who had been the center of attention since childhood—develop an extremely complex emotion.
There was gratitude and curiosity.
But more than that, it was a desire to win, to lift the fog surrounding the other party.
"CEO Mu? Um... the media are all outside waiting for interviews, and there's the victory banquet... everyone is waiting for your word."
Xiao Ai's voice interrupted Mu Qingxue's deep thoughts. She snapped back to reality, quickly put away her phone, and her expression instantly switched back to that cold, sophisticated look, as if her momentary distraction had never happened.
She stood up, straightened her hem, and scanned everyone present, her aura flaring up again.
"The victory banquet will proceed as planned. Everyone has worked hard these past few days; bonuses will be doubled this month."
"Yay!"
"Long live CEO Mu."
The cheers almost blew the roof off.