Hidden identities of the AI Heiress
Chapter 517 - Chapter 517 Chapter 517 Information on Professor Qiao

Chapter 517: Chapter 517 Information on Professor Qiao Chapter 517: Chapter 517 Information on Professor Qiao “He’s your uncle,” Ye Miaoshan said. “Since you have the means, shouldn’t you help?”

For Qiao Yun, it was just a matter of saying one word. How simple, so what’s the problem with helping?

“No reason, I won’t help,” Qiao Yun refused to assist.

This was the Su Family’s affair, and she had no reason to get involved.

Ye Miaoshan’s anger flared as she rebuked, “All you Lu Family are ingrates! All day long, you just scheme to take the Su Family’s shares, and now you won’t even help with this little thing.”

“Your intentions are not pure, no help.”

When Ye Miaoshan heard this, she wanted to curse out loud, but upon locking eyes with Qiao Yun’s black pupils that seemed to see through everything, she fell instantly silent.

Seeing that Ye Miaoshan had nothing more to say, Qiao Yun walked past her and got into a taxi.

Ye Miaoshan, watching Qiao Yun’s unsympathetic departure, her eyes flashed with venom. She took out her phone and opened a video.

It was the footage she had secretly recorded earlier of Qiao Yun and Qiao Xun leaving the restaurant.

She intended to show this video to Su Fan, to expose the true face of the Lu Family.

“This is the elder sister you trust, the niece you adore. She clearly knows Qiao Xun, yet she has been denying it all this time.”

Ye Miaoshan had long been displeased with Su Mian, always wanting to tear their family apart. Now, with the evidence in hand, there was nothing more to say about Su Mian’s duplicity.

…

The next day.

Stocks of Zhou Xinyu’s company suddenly plummeted.

The aggressive downturn caught him off guard; he barely had time to worry about Qiao Xun’s matter, as he was busy calling a meeting to find a solution.

Meanwhile, Shengqiao Group began secretly acquiring shares of Zhou Xinyu’s company.

Before Zhou Xinyu could come up with any plan, Shengqiao Group had become the company’s largest shareholder, having bought shares from other stockholders.

The first thing Pei Ya did was call a shareholders’ meeting, where he ousted Zhou Xinyu from the chairman’s position, promoting another director who was their inside man to the role of executive chairman.

By the end of the meeting, Zhou Xinyu was slumped in his chair, completely deflated.

Everything had happened so swiftly. How had he gone from chairman to a minor shareholder with no power, merely receiving dividends?

Zhou Xinyu couldn’t bear to let his company slip through his fingers so easily; he contacted his grandfather for help.

The first thing old Mr. Zhou asked was, “How did it go with finding Qiao Xun?”

Zhou Xinyu’s heart sank, almost forgetting about this crucial matter.

He stammered, “Grandfather, I’ve looked for her, but Qiao Xun demanded 80 percent of the Zhou Family’s shares before she would lift a finger to help us.”

“Dream on!”

The voice of old Mr. Zhou, full of authority, came from the other end of the line, making Zhou Xinyu tremble involuntarily.

“Are you lying to me?”

In the cold weather, Zhou Xinyu broke out in cold sweat, saying in a flustered tone, “Grandfather, I absolutely didn’t deceive you; Qiao Xun really said that.”

Zhou Xinyu dared not let his grandfather find out that he had botched things up and so shifted the blame onto Qiao Xun.

There was a silence on the other end before the voice said, “Well then, I refuse to believe we can’t find someone else.”

Though old Mr. Zhou dearly loved his wife, he wouldn’t stake the entire Zhou Family on such a gamble.

He would never agree to such preposterous conditions.

Relieved that he’d managed to bluff his way through, Zhou Xinyu started to discuss his company’s situation with his grandfather.

“If you can’t even handle this, you shouldn’t be running any company,” old Mr. Zhou said, refusing to help.

Salvaging a company would cost a great deal of money, an unprofitable deal for him. With so many grandsons, he could not help just one.

Zhou Xinyu’s face showed his distress, suddenly feeling as if the sky was falling.

Then, he remembered the words Qiao Yun had said that day and his complexion went white with shock.

Was it Qiao Yun?

Was she the one pulling the strings?

But isn’t she just an eighteen-year-old high school student? Where did such an ability come from?

Zhou Xinyu was filled with vexation; regardless of how Qiao Yun did it, or who was helping her from behind, or even if the Lu Family had intervened.

He regretted it, regretted how he had been so dismissive of Qiao Yun.

If he had known that there wasn’t the slightest hint of a joke in what Qiao Yun said that day, he definitely would have…

But there’s no medicine for regret in this world.

…

Old Master Zhou received another text from the mysterious contact.

[It’s been so long, and yet, Old Master Zhou, you still haven’t realized that the only person who can save your wife now is Professor Qiao.]

Recently, Madam Zhou’s condition had worsened, and Qiao Xun could not be summoned; Old Master Zhou found himself driven into a corner.

His weathered, sharp eyes stared at the text for a good while before he replied.

[Give me a reason to believe you.]

[Alright.]

Several hours later, Old Master Zhou received a parcel.

Upon opening it, he found a test tube containing a liquid.

[Take it.]

Old Master Zhou wasn’t so foolish; he immediately sent the liquid to be tested, and the results confirmed it was non-toxic.

However, he still didn’t dare to administer it to his wife so rashly, until that evening when she suddenly became critically ill.

After much deliberation and looking at his wife, still in the throes of emergency care, he clenched his teeth and administered it to her.

Several hours after taking the liquid, Madam Zhou’s face visibly regained some rosiness, and she even managed to pull through the critical period.

Old Master Zhou was overjoyed, hastily contacting the mysterious person.

[What is this stuff? I want all you have, name your price.]

[So, Old Master Zhou is willing to cooperate with us?]

[What do you want?]

[Professor Qiao.]

Old Master Zhou’s face paled when he saw those three words; gripping his phone tightly, it took him a long while before he shakily typed a response.

[Fine.]

Less than a minute after sending this message, the other party sent him a file.

Old Master Zhou opened it and was again floored.

It was a file on Professor Qiao; the kind of information about Professor Qiao that many people dreamed of, the other party had just sent it to him like this!

It was at this moment Old Master Zhou finally realized that the other party was not ordinary, but a force even more formidable than the Zhou Family.

Perhaps they also possessed unknown powers.

Looking at the file, Old Master Zhou made a silent decision.

…

“Now, Shengqiao is the largest shareholder of Zhou Xinyu’s company; Zhou Xinyu has no management rights, and I also found out that he embezzled company funds, which he must somehow replenish. With such a large sum, he’ll struggle to pay it back without selling his shares, and if he doesn’t, he’ll end up in jail.”

Pei Ya said with schadenfreude, “He’s impoverished now, utterly broke and in debt.”

“I know.”

Qiao Yun wasn’t surprised at all by Zhou Xinyu’s current predicament.

Without money, Zhou Xinyu wouldn’t come to bother her.

Pei Ya, knowing that Qiao Yun had bankrupted someone just because they were too annoying, couldn’t help but sigh a few times.

Should he say it serves Zhou Xinyu right, or is it just his bad luck?

In any case, whoever dares to trouble Professor Qiao deserves bankruptcy!