Ling Ye is from the north and she’s very beautiful, with delicate features, big eyes, a melon seed face, and a high nose bridge. When she smiles, she reveals eight neat and white teeth.
At 168 centimeters tall, she has a well-proportioned figure with a northern beauty’s tall and slender body, as well as the fair and smooth skin of a southern girl.
She embodies the characteristics of both northern and southern beauties, exuding the charm of an urban beauty.
The two had once been in love, but unfortunately, it’s all in the past now!
Perhaps that kind of love was just a false appearance. When one cannot provide what the other desires, does the so-called “love” still exist? Is this even love?
After graduating, Fang Yichen found a job at Shen City Qihang Electronic Technology Company through the talent market and worked in a technical position for over two years.
Because of his strong technical skills, he was promoted to the manager of the technical department a year later and was highly favored by the boss, who consulted him on many matters.
The boss, Sun Aiguo, is a middle-aged man in his forties.
He is not very tall, has a square face, and, like almost all successful businessmen, keeps his hair cut short, giving him a spirited look.
One day, boss Sun called Fang Yichen to the general manager’s office to discuss something. As soon as he entered the office, he felt a room filled with smoke.
He saw boss Sun sitting behind the large desk, smoking with a full ashtray in front of him, wearing a troubled expression.
“Come, Yichen, have a seat here!”
Boss Sun greeted him with a forced smile, got up, and personally poured a glass of water for him from the water dispenser, then handed him a cigarette.
Fang Yichen took the cigarette handed to him by boss Sun, lit it with his lighter, took a deep drag, blew out a smoke ring, and waited for boss Sun to speak.
Boss Sun, once again, managed to squeeze out a faint smile towards him and said:
“Yichen! Our company is facing a financial crisis due to the economic downturn and declining business. The bank... they won’t give us a loan...”
Upon hearing this, Fang Yichen thought to himself:
“I know the company is struggling, but if the bank won't lend us money, what can I do about it?"
Unable to respond immediately, he watched as boss Sun hesitated, struggling with his words. The office fell into an awkward silence......
After hesitate a moment, boss Sun finally continued:
“Hmm... Yichen, can you help us out by asking that client, boss Li? Do you think he might invest in our company?”
The boss Li that Sun Aiguo mentioned was the one who had introduced Fang Yichen to Ling Ye.
Ling Ye had worked as a receptionist at boss Li’s company but had since left and relied completely on Fang Yichen, spending her days either shopping or sleeping.
Sun Aiguo knew that Fang Yichen had a good relationship with boss Li because they had previously collaborated on technical projects that Fang Yichen managed successfully.
Fang Yichen’s strong technical skills had impressed boss Li, leading to several more contracts between boss Li’s company and Sun Aiguo’s. This made Sun Aiguo highly value Fang Yichen even more.
When the global economic downturn began, Sun Aiguo sensed trouble early on.
Despite his best efforts, the company barely managed to stay afloat until now. However, it had reached a point where they couldn’t continue, with employees’ salaries delayed for two months.
Boss Li has substantial funds and is also a downstream client of the company. Sun Aiguo hopes boss Li can provide financing for the company.
On one hand, it can alleviate the financial pressure on the company, and on the other hand, it can strengthen cooperation.
With boss Li as a major supporter, the company isn’t worried about lack of business. However, boss Li has been evasive and unwilling to commit.
Fang Yichen actually knows that boss Li isn’t really interested in Sun Aiguo’s company and has no intention to invest in him.
But he can’t say this directly. Sitting back in his chair, he took a deep drag of his cigarette and hesitantly said:
“Boss, I know you’re concerned about the company’s financial issues.”
“Hmm... how about this! Let me talk to boss Li again and try to persuade him to invest in our company.”
Upon hearing this, Sun Aiguo sighed and said:
“Well, that’s all we can do. Yichen, put in extra effort. If this deal goes through, I’ll give you full credit and reward you handsomely!”
With that, he took an envelope from the drawer and placed it on the table in front of Fang Yichen, saying:
“Here’s five thousand RMB. Use it for entertainment. We’ll settle the unpaid wages once the company has enough funds. I hope to hear good news from you soon!”
After saying this, boss Sun hurriedly left the company.
A few days passed, and before Fang Yichen could respond, Sun Aiguo suddenly disappeared without a trace, unreachable by any means.
Early one morning, shortly after the company had started work, amidst the tense atmosphere of employees focused on their tasks, there was a voice of Duang as the company's front door was burst open.
Accompanied by a scream from the receptionist, a burly man with a group of people stormed in. He searched through various rooms of the company, shouting loudly:
“Sun Aiguo! Sun Aiguo! Come out, you bastard! Damn it! You owe me money!”
The others who came in with him also joined in the cursing and searching. The receptionist desperately followed them, shouting:
“You can’t come in! You can’t do this! I'll call the police if you continue!”
“Hehe! Call the police! Fine! Go ahead and call!”
“Damn! Your boss owes me over a hundred grand, and now he’s disappeared! You want to call the cops? Fine, hurry up! If you won’t, I will!”
The man stopped and began dialing his phone.
The chaotic shouting and commotion bewildered all the employees in the office space. They stopped working and stood up, unsure of what was happening.
The administrative manager, a middle-aged woman, rushed over and shouted loudly:
“Stop causing trouble! I’ve already called the police. Wait until they arrive!”
The man chuckled, laughing heartily:
“Haha! Sure! We’ll wait right here. It'd be best if the police came. If they don’t, I might just smash up this damn company of yours!”
The administrative manager, a middle-aged woman, tried to put on a stern front as she yelled a few times, but deep down she was also afraid that this crowd might really go crazy and start smashing up the company. So, she refrained from saying anything too provocative.
She then comforted the receptionist and instructed her to call the property management company for security.
The receptionist, who was also quite frightened at this point, didn't dare delay and quickly ran to make the call for security.
Fang Yichen, the tech manager and a bit of a geek, found himself helpless in this situation. All he could do was quietly pack up his laptop.
To avoid any potential conflict later on and prevent these people from smashing up the things he needs to make a living,
Soon, the property’s security guard arrived. When he saw the sudden influx of twenty to thirty people in the office, he was also taken aback and quickly used his walkie-talkie to call for backup from the security manager.