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"Wind Dust Group has already incurred a significant deficit in funding over the past Half a year, so for the normal operation of the company, Gu Fengchen must secure this piece of land. However, the Jiang family will not allow him to interfere. With Wind Dust Group's strength, even if they successfully bid, they won't be able to handle this piece of cake unless they partner with Mu Group."
"The President is determined to acquire that land. With Mu Group's capabilities, it shouldn't be difficult to secure it," Xia Yu said in a businesslike manner while sitting nearby.
"That's why I'm saying all this. Our existing conditions are right here; we just need to use a little strategy. Are we really worried she won't agree to work at gk?" With a light laugh, Nie Fengling turned to look at the man with a gloomy expression, narrowing his eyes playfully. "What's wrong? Are you reluctant to take action, or are you just afraid?"
Mu Tongzi shot him a cold glance. "Neither." Turning his head away, he said lightly, "What I want is her willingness!"
Using unscrupulous means isn't about fear or inability; it's just that he inexplicably wants her to be willing on her own.
Standing up, he walked toward the restroom, and the two people in the private room silently followed him out.
After coming out of the restroom, Green Qi casually looked down from the window beside it. Dozens of floors below, cars flowed like thin black lines on the crowded roads. The setting sun in the distance painted half the sky red, and the air still carried the heat of late July. Staying in a cool restaurant at this time was indeed a pleasure, but Green Qi suddenly wanted to leave as soon as possible.
Seeing the figure standing by the window, Mu Tongzi stopped and quietly stood behind her. After a moment of silence, he spoke: "It's getting late; let's go!"
"Okay!" Coming back to her senses, Green Qi turned to see the man who had appeared behind her at some point. Taking a deep breath, she followed his footsteps into the elevator.
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Early in the morning, Gu Lvq Qi received a call from her father Gu Fengchen, asking her to come home for dinner. Her father had previously bought this apartment as a dowry for her, and she had been living here recently. However, now that her father was back, it naturally included her nominal husband for dinner as well.
Picking up the landline, she dialed out. After ringing for a while, someone finally answered on the other end; however, it was a woman who picked up. A charming voice came through: "Hello..."
Hearing that familiar voice, Gu Lvq Qi didn't need to guess who it was; only someone like Jiang Chengmu, a man who thrived in a sea of flowers, could endure such torment from a voice and still find pleasure in it.
She initially didn't want to speak and was about to hang up when a soft, sweet voice came from the other end: "Is this Gu Lvq Qi? Jiang Shao hasn't gotten out of bed yet. Is there anything I can pass on for you?"
The obvious boasting and provocation completely disregarded her identity as Mrs. Jiang. If it were any other woman, she would have long since condemned such behavior from a mistress. But she knew that if she lost her temper, she would fall into someone's trap, so she chose to ignore it.
With a light laugh, she raised an eyebrow slightly: "Miss Lu, your provocations are useless. The one sitting in the position of Mrs. Jiang is me. Unless I choose to divorce, you will always be the mistress. No matter how much Jiang Chengmu likes you, you will still be the mistress, so you have nothing to boast about."
On the other end of the phone, Lu Manqing retorted unwillingly: "Jiang Shao loves me. Just this point makes me better than you!"
"Unfortunately, I don't love him, so no matter how much he loves you, it has nothing to do with me." If she loved Jiang Chengmu, that remark would indeed strike her hard and almost fatally.
But unfortunately, her heart was not with Jiang Chengmu.
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