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It has been a while since I last came to Huayu Building. When I stepped into the place where I had worked for six years again, I actually felt like I was back home.

The girl at the company's front desk was still there. When she saw Li Qingwen, she asked her kindly, "Director Wen, why are you here today?"

Li Qingwen wore a small suit with a white shirt on the upper body, a slim silver knee-length skirt on the lower body, and a pair of white high heels on her feet.

She had delicate makeup on her face, her eyelashes were thick and curly, her red lips were as bright as fire, and her skin was fair with a rosy glow.

It was like even though she was kicked out of the company by Huayu and kicked out of the wealthy family by the Zhou family, it did not affect her mental state at all.

Li Qingwen took off his sunglasses and said, "You have such good eyesight that you can still recognize me with my hair tied up and sunglasses on."

The little girl smiled and said, "You are a great beauty. I always stare at you."

Li Qingwen glanced at the gate at the right entrance: "Help me open it."

The little girl, who originally had a smile on her face, immediately put on a second face: "Director Wen, do you have an appointment?"

Li Qingwen shook his head.

The girl said in a businesslike manner: "I'm sorry, but you can't get in without an appointment."

Li Qingwen reached out his hand, picked up the work badge on her chest and took a look, muttering: "I keep calling you Director Wen. Since you still regard me as a member of Huayu, don't hold me back."

The girl took back her work badge and said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Li, if you want to go up, you have to make an appointment. Otherwise... who can you call?"

Just then, “Hey, isn’t this our Director Wen?”

A slightly provocative female voice came, crisp and sharp, instantly attracting the attention of guests and staff passing by in the hall.

Yao Qian, wearing a red suit, was followed by a group of members from the Human Resources Department, each holding a cup of coffee, as they walked in cheerfully and chattily.

Dabin saw Li Qingwen and called out to her enthusiastically, "Boss, you're here?"

Yao Qian turned around and looked at her: "Drinking my coffee and calling someone else boss? Spit it out."

Dabin curled his lips.

Yueyue said, "Didn't Sister Qingwen make an appointment in advance? It seems that we can't get in without someone to lead us."

Li Qingwen saw them hugging Yao Qian from the left and right, front and back, and his eyes fell on the name tag in front of Yao Qian, which read: Director.

"Congratulations, Director Yao. The clouds have finally cleared and the moon is visible." She smiled.

Yao Qian crossed her arms and smiled smugly, "Then I have to thank you. I can't stay here unless you leave. How come you can't find a job outside after not seeing you for a few days, and you come to Huayu to apply for a job again?"

The people around laughed and soon fell silent, fearing that they would be involved in this incident.

Li Qingwen looked at Yao Qian expressionlessly and said calmly, "Why didn't I realize you were quite humorous before? I remember you always had a gloomy face, as if you were struggling to make ends meet at home."

Yao Qian was not angry at all now and didn't care about these words at all.

She stepped forward: "Would you like me to take you in? Dabin, give her the bag."

The red bag in Dabin's hand is a Chanel brand, fashionable and luxurious in style. It was the one Yao Qian bought recently.

Li Qingwen didn't answer, but lowered his eyes and glanced at him: "You have to carry your bag when you go downstairs to drink coffee. Director Yao may be fashionable, but it's not good to take the lead in destroying Huayu's style."

Yao Qian clicked her tongue, raised her eyebrows, and sneered, "You are surprised by what you have seen. Do you still want to come in?"

Yao Qian gestured to Dabin, and Dabin handed over the bag in his hand.

Li Qingwen couldn't help laughing. Her eyes fell on the exquisite bag. Without hesitating for too long, she reached out and took it.

Yao Qian smiled with satisfaction and walked forward, but before she had taken two steps, she started to pick on the coffee in her hand: "It's a little cold and not tasty. Who can help me throw it away?"

No one came forward. Yueyue looked at Li Qingwen. Li Qingwen smiled and stretched out his hand to take the coffee.

"Give me your bag, don't get it accidentally stained with coffee." Yao Qian reached out and took back her bag.

Li Qingwen quickly took the coffee to the nearby restroom, poured the coffee liquid into the drain, and then threw the paper cup into the trash can.

Even though she was very fast, she still didn't catch up when she came out. Yao Qian and her group had already passed the checkpoint.

Yao Qian looked back and waved at Li Qingwen.

Yueyue smiled at Li Qingwen.

Dabin pursed his lips, feeling helpless.

Shan Zhong and the others avoided eye contact with her.

On the sofa in the hall, Li Qingwen's fingers unconsciously slid across her mobile phone. She had already called Lin Sen, but he was not in the company today.

She didn't want to trouble her former colleagues like Lao Wu and Lao Xu, and didn't want to put them in a difficult situation because of her, because she was about to do something big.

Her eyes wandered across the empty hall...

Just then, a young figure appeared from the stairs. It was the intern Dadong.

Dadong came down specially to look for her, and when he saw Li Qingwen, he said, "It's really you, Sister Wen."

Li Qingwen asked him: "What are you sending to the Director's Office now, bananas? Oranges?"

Yao Qian likes to eat bananas and oranges.

Dadong scratched his head in embarrassment: "No, I won't send you apples anymore. If Sister Wen comes back, I will continue to send you apples."

Li Qingwen didn't have time to chat with him: "Take me in."

Dadong: "Sister Wen, what are you doing here?"

Everyone said that Sister Wen was fired because she used connections to gain control of her relatives. Dadong felt it was a pity and the punishment was too severe.

There were only two of them in the elevator. Li Qingwen glanced at him and said, "Attend the shareholders' meeting."

As she spoke, she pressed the button for the nineteenth floor.

Upon hearing this, Dadong showed a surprised expression on his face: "Shareholders' meeting? That's the highest-level meeting of the company! How could you..."

Li Qingwen: "Don't ask."

Dadong didn't ask any more questions. He felt that he was lucky to be able to help Sister Wen at this time.

……

In the conference room, nineteen shareholders sat around a long table.

The old lady was also present today, wearing an elegant Zhongshan suit, her hair combed meticulously, and she looked energetic.

The meeting had already started for fifteen minutes and all three topics had been discussed.

When Li Qingwen pushed open the door of the conference room and appeared at the meeting, everyone was voting by raising their hands on the third topic mentioned.

The moment they saw her appear, Zhou Chunsheng's eyelids twitched. The other shareholders were all startled and sat in their seats in a daze, but the old lady stood up.

Lao Liang shouted, "Qingwen, why are you here? Get out now."

Old Yu looked at Li Qingwen, his eyes slightly stunned. She had invited him to dinner a few days ago, trying to test his attitude towards prohibiting equity inheritance. He figured that Old Zhou's sudden convening of an extraordinary shareholders' meeting was not groundless.

"Sorry, I'm late." Li Qingwen walked to the conference table with his eyes straight, pulled out an empty chair and sat down.

The old lady was sitting opposite her, her face full of vicissitudes of life and solemn as if a storm was about to come.

"Secretary Zhen, please ask the irrelevant people to leave!" the old lady said.

Secretary Zhen stood up from his seat and walked to Li Qingwen.

"Ms. Li, please leave here. We are holding a shareholders meeting."

Li Qingwen said calmly: "How do you know I didn't buy Huayu's shares? Maybe I am also a shareholder."

Secretary Zhen looked across.

The old lady's face was solemn, and her eyes were like knives cutting into Li Qingwen.