My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 532 - 0532: You Go Find Him

Chapter 532: Chapter 0532: You Go Find Him

"Fine, I’ll do you the favor!" Jack immediately disengaged the safety, ready to take out Zhou Jian.

"Calm down!" Qin Aotian hurried forward to restrain Jack, whispering a reminder:

"The New Minghuang Group is now the focus of attention from all parties, with the media and journalists everywhere inside and out. If we cause a fatality now, we will have completely lost any chance of turning the tables."

"Has it come to this, do we still even have a chance to turn the tables?" Jack asked through clenched teeth.

"Of course, there is." Qin Aotian nodded firmly, reminding him:

"There’s no need to get your hands dirty for a small fry like Zhou Jian."

"Alright!" Jack bit his lip, but in the end, he held back.

"Zhou Jian, you can get lost now."

After pacifying Jack, Qin Aotian coldly turned to Zhou Jian, "Your master Tang Ming is already dead, and it won’t be long before you go find him."

"I don’t care!"

Zhou Jian laughed, got up, and walked out. He had done everything he could; as for what would happen in the future, he didn’t care anymore.

"Damn it, this traitor!"

Jack cursed fiercely, wondering how Zhou Jian managed to get a hold of the company seal and signature.

"Song Xue’er?"

A moment later, Jack shouted in alarm.

"What?"

Qin Aotian looked at Jack, puzzled.

"It must be that bitch Song Xue’er helping him. My seal was always in the safe, and apart from me, only she could get close to it. Also, my signature, she’s the only one who could have gotten hold of it."

"That bitch must be the insider. I want to kill her too," said Jack, his face dark with anger.

"Okay, I got it!"

Qin Aotian nodded, his eyes simmering with murderous intent as he quickly sent a text message on his phone.

"Now, what do we do now?"

Sun Zhuangjia asked Jack and Qin Aotian pitifully. Now that his forgery had been discovered, he spoke with no confidence.

"Hmph, what we should do, it seems, has nothing to do with you, does it?" Jack snorted coldly, his gaze hostile as he looked at Sun Zhuangjia.

"Mr. Sun, you deceived us into joining forces with forged documents. Now that the cat’s out of the bag, you don’t own a single share in the New Minghuang Group. Do you think there’s any reason for us to keep you here?"

Qin Aotian looked at Sun Zhuangjia coldly.

"How can you say it has nothing to do with me? Even though I don’t own shares, my Sun Family has also invested hundreds of millions of yuan, and we mobilized so many resources for the Double Eleven event. We must get our share of the profits; otherwise, my Sun Family will definitely not let it go so easily," Sun Zhuangjia insisted. He knew that it would be impossible for the Sun Family to gain benefits from the New Minghuang Group in the future, but he had to secure the previous investments and returns, or else his family would suffer a huge loss.

"Heh, fine by me! All of yesterday’s earnings are in Tang Ming’s account. If you can get the money out, Uncle Qin and I are willing to give you half our shares as a reward," Jack sneered with a bizarre tone.

"You..." Hearing this, Sun Zhuangjia was at a loss for words. The earnings from the day before were substantial indeed, but all the money was now in Tang Ming’s account, with neither the Qin Family nor the Yang Family having received a penny.

"Alas, Mr. Sun, you know the situation as well. It’s not just your Sun Family that’s been duped; my Qin Family and the Yang Family have been conned terribly as well. But we are the true shareholders of the company, being conned is somewhat expected; you, however, forged documents and jumped into the pit yourself, you can’t blame anyone else," said Qin Aotian with a sigh of sympathy, feeling helpless facing such a fool.

"But what about the previous investments of the Sun Family?" Sun Zhuangjia asked through gritted teeth.

"Right now, all we can do is to make the Sun Family the largest agent of the Minghuang Group, compensating the Sun Family’s investment with goods. As for whether you can make money in the future, that will depend on how hard your Sun Family is willing to work," he said, presenting a solution.

Qin Aotian narrowed his eyes as he spoke.

"Agent?"

Sun Zhuangjia felt a wave of nausea. Previously the Sun Family was a shareholder of the company, with unconditional product consignment. Now, having become an agent, they would have to pay upfront to get the Detoxification Liquid and then try to make a profit from sales, essentially getting exploited by the Qin Family and the Yang Family at one layer.

"That’s right, we will offer you the goods at cost price. This is our final bottom line. If you don’t agree, then forget it,"

Qin Aotian said, leaving no room for doubt.

"Fine, fine, you’re ruthless,"

Sun Zhuangjia trembled with anger, yet with the Qin Family and the Yang Family both having a Four-star Martial Master in place, he had no choice but to swallow his pride. Given that the New Detoxification Liquid was a hot commodity, even as an agent they could make a tidy profit. That was much better than picking a fight and ending up with nothing.

Sun Zhuangjia huffed angrily and led his people away.

"Uncle Qin, how can we turn the tables now?"

Jack asked Qin Aotian urgently.

"Damn it! All of yesterday’s earnings ended up in Tang Ming’s pocket, and no matter how unwilling we are, there’s nothing we can do about it. Now, we can only forget the past and start over,"

Qin Aotian said with a pained look, sighing deeply.

"Start over?" Jack was slightly taken aback, not understanding what Qin Aotian meant.

"After yesterday’s promotion, the New Detoxification Liquid has become a household name. As long as we manage well in the days to come, we will surely continue to profit. It won’t take many months to recover our previous losses,"

Qin Aotian explained patiently.

"That’s easy to say, but we put so much effort into the Singles’ Day campaign, only to have it benefit others. Billions, Jack!" Jack shouted, unable to hide his frustration.

"Isn’t that because we have no choice?" Qin Aotian finally lost control of his temper, snarling through clenched teeth:

"If you had kept a better watch over your own seal and signature, would we be in this mess?"

"I..." Jack moved his lips but was at a loss for words upon hearing this.

"Let’s look to the future," Qin Aotian sighed, saying helplessly:

"First, we need to resolve the account issue. We cannot allow the money earned in the future to keep flowing into Tang Ming’s account."

"I understand. I will take care of it right away," Jack nodded repeatedly, looking at Qin Hao:

"Director Qin, go to the office and sort out the account issue immediately."

"Yes, yes!" Qin Hao did not dare delay, obediently following Jack to handle the matter.

After the meeting was adjourned, Qin Aotian looked out the window and roared through clenched teeth:

"Tang Ming, you son of a bitch, even in death you’re still haunting us. If I ever find your corpse, I swear I’ll smash your bones to dust."

Zhou Jian left the Minghuang Building with a complex expression, not taking anything with him. He slung his suit jacket over his shoulder, looking utterly forlorn.

"Jian Ge!"

A pleasant and familiar call suddenly rang in his ears. He looked up to see Song Xue’er in a professional suit, carrying a small white bag, standing in front of him waving.