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âBeepâ
The automated television flashes a picture.
Dan Hanjie slowly turns around, catching a glimpse of the live broadcast connected to Qin group. His eyes glint slightly.
He steps forward, stubs out his cigarette in the ashtray, and sits in the leather office chair.
His long legs are casually crossed, one hand supporting his chin, he raises his eyebrows looking at the television.
â⦠What you see now is the shareholdersâ meeting about to be called by Qin Group following a major blow to its corporate reputation. The person we will interview next is the president of Qin Group, Mr. Qin Moâ¦â
Dan Hanjie stares emotionlessly at the bustling picture, where a large crowd of journalists are blocking Qin Mo outside the Qin building.
The atmosphere on the scene is even more heated than the day the scandal broke out.
Almost everyone is waiting to see how Qin Group will weather this crisis, and Qin Youxuan, who is undoubtedly the focus of this shareholder meeting as the person in charge of crisis management.
Dan Hanjie squints his eyes, glances at the crowds outside the Qin building, raises his head, looks at the time on his hand, and presses the intercom.
âCome in.â
Just as his words were spoken, the door of the presidentâs office was pushed open from the outside.
âMr. Jie.â Yao respectfully approaches his desk.
âMake a call for her.â
Yao stutters, looking rather baffled.
Mr. Jie didnât mention any name. Who was he supposed to call?
A glint flashes across Yaoâs eyes as he catches sight of the news on the television and Qin Mo, surrounded by the media, finally extracting himself⦠a light bulb goes off in his head.
âI understand.â
Yao quickly walks to the side and dials Qin Youxuanâs number.
Less than half a minute later, Yao turns around, somewhat surprised, âMr. Jie, Miss Qinâs phone is turned off.â
âShut down?â Dan Hanjieâs eyes tighten, reflecting a hint of danger.
Looking towards the front of the Qin building, where a certain figure still hasnât appeared, his fingers on the desktop slowly tighten, his thin lips curve into a dangerous arc.
âCall the telecommunications company and find out who she contacted last.â
âYes.â
Yao contemplated for a moment, guessing that something might have happened. He didnât dare to ask more questions and quickly contacted the telecom company from the side.
It didnât take long to find out who Qin Youxuanâs last contact was.
âMr. Jie, it was a womanâs call, not an untraceable number. The ID registered to the number is named Ning Yanan.â
âMr⦠Mr. Jie?â
Ning Yanan felt like she must be dreaming and unconsciously slipped into a trance as she heard the voice over the phone.
To make sure it wasnât her illusion, she moved the phone away, the display indeed showed an ongoing call.
She couldnât help but pinch her thigh, grimacing in pain.
Finally reassured that she wasnât dreaming, and that Dan Hanjie truly called her, she hastily stuffed the microphone in her hand into her colleagueâs embrace and escaped to a corner with her phone.
âMr⦠Mr. Jie, what are your orders? Just give the word, I will forge ahead through fire and water at any costâ¦â
âWhat was the last thing Qin Youxuan said to you?â Dan Hanjieâs icy voice from the other end of the phone was chilling. Ning Yanan subconsciously shivered.
âXuan⦠Xuanâ¦â Ning Yanan was stumped and murmured uncertainly.
âMr. Jie, why would you call me if youâre looking for Xuan?â
âHer phone is off, and she didnât go to Qin Group. Your call was the last one listed on her phoneâs record. Right now, repeat her words to me, word for word!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
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