Why are you messing with her? Her mission is to bully the scumbag

Han Xiujie's brows were furrowed, his eyes revealing obvious displeasure. He stared straight at Ling Jinxing, his tone questioning: "Are you here to recruit me, or to find out about me? Give me the answer!"

Ling Jinxing crossed his arms over his chest, a playful smile on his lips, his eyes glittering with cunning: "It's both. My research project is related to national affairs, how can I not be cautious? But you, your behavior is unruly and ungrateful. Isn't it normal for me to not want you?"

After she finished speaking, she gently waved her hand, signaling the HR department to come over, her tone filled with unquestionable determination: "We don't want this person anymore. Next one!"

The counselor standing by looked at Han Xiujie with eyes full of disappointment and disdain. He shook his head, and finally just sighed, turned around and strode away, not even willing to give him another glance.

On that day, the school forum was in an uproar, with gossip about Han Xiujie pouring in like a tide. Some classmates even posted photos of him getting in a luxury car. For a time, public opinion was surging, and Han Xiujie's "ungrateful" image was completely confirmed.

Han Xiujie's reputation plummeted in an instant and he became a laughing stock among the crowd.

After all, abandoning the girlfriend who paid for his college education became a stain on him that could never be washed away.

On the other side, Ling Jinxing strode away with Lin Haochu, the boy who shared the same dormitory with Han Xiujie and who also came from a poor background but had good character.

After all, only such clean and efficient talents deserve a future of continuous advancement.

Han Xiujie returned to the dormitory and seemed to have lost his mind, throwing the things in his hands everywhere.

He was filled with resentment and anger. Why was it that Lin Haochu, also a poor student, was chosen by Ling Jinxing, while he had to end up like this?

He angrily kicked over the stool under his feet, with crazy flames flashing in his eyes.

Now, he has very little living expenses left, and he has no choice but to bite the bullet and call Sister Zhang to ask for money.

However, no one answered the phone, only the cold "beep" sound echoed in my ears.

Han Xiujie's face became increasingly gloomy. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

"Why? Why does everyone treat me like this?" He roared, as if he wanted to vent all the dissatisfaction and anger in his heart.

Ling Jinxing stared at Han Xiujie's helpless and furious look on the system screen, a playful smirk on his lips, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: This has just begun, the best is yet to come!

Then, she acted quickly and required Han Xiujie to be blacklisted by any company that cooperated with her.

Tomorrow is the day to discuss cooperation with Zhang Jing's husband's company. She wants to see what kind of surprised expression Zhang Jing will have when she sees her.

The next morning, the sun shone through the clouds. Ling Jinxing was dressed in a smart business suit, and next to him was Lin Haochu, who was wearing a suit for the first time and looked a little embarrassed.

Lin Haochu scratched his head and asked in confusion, "Ms. Ling, why did you bring me along? Normally, you should bring an assistant along!"

Ling Jinxing chuckled, his eyes full of meaning: "I'll show you the world. You'll have to know which companies' materials are worth acquiring and which ones you shouldn't touch. The most direct way is to see and experience it yourself."

Her words revealed her appreciation and cultivation of Lin Haochu, and also implied ridicule and criticism of Han Xiujie.

When they arrived at Huanyu Company, Zhang Jing and her husband Zhou Guodong were already waiting at the door, with flattering smiles on their faces.

Zhou Guodong spoke first, his voice full of compliments: "Mr. Ling, it is our honor to cooperate with you!"

Ling Jinxing smiled gently, his eyes gleaming sharply beneath his sunglasses. "Mr. Zhou, forget the politeness. Since you're here to look at the materials, take me directly to the finished product area! If the quality is up to standard, I'd consider investing 1.5 billion."

Her tone revealed unquestionable dominance, and at the same time, her meaningful gaze fell on Zhang Jing.

"But, I also have my own rules, you should know."

Zhang Jing's heart trembled, and she vaguely felt that Ling Jinxing's words seemed to have a deeper meaning, as if they were directed at her.

Her body trembled unconsciously, and an ominous premonition surged in her heart.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ling, we will strictly abide by your rules!" Zhou Guodong quickly expressed his opinion, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.

This parachuted-in Mr. Ling doesn't like people with bad character.

Ling Jinxing followed Zhou Guodong in high heels, but her eyes were always fixed on Zhang Jing.

In the workshop, machines roared and the busy figures of workers came into view.

Ling Jinxing carefully observed every step of the production process while listening attentively to Zhou Guodong's endless introduction.

The products produced are truly impeccable, standardized and precise.

After looking around, Ling Jinxing nodded with satisfaction.

Back in the conference room, Zhou Guodong rubbed his hands nervously and asked impatiently, "Boss Ling, how do you feel?"

Ling Jinxing slowly took off her sunglasses, revealing her bright eyes. She opened her red lips and said, "The factory is doing quite well, but I have a few tricky questions I'd like to ask Mr. Zhou."

When Zhang Jing saw Ling Jinxing's beautiful yet somewhat cold face under her sunglasses, her face turned pale instantly, as if she had seen something horrible. Her body shook violently and she almost collapsed to the ground.

She was panicked and muttered to herself: How could it be her? How could this woman be President Ling?

Ling Jinxing's lips curled up into a playful smile, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he stared at Zhang Jing. "Mrs. Zhou, what's wrong with you? Why do you look like you've seen a ghost? You can't even sit still on the stool?"

At this moment, Zhang Jing finally understood where that ominous premonition came from.

This woman was clearly coming for her!

How could she be President Ling? Zhang Jing was filled with doubts and resentment. She tried to convince herself and Zhou Guodong: "Old Zhou, this woman is a liar! She is not President Ling at all! She is just a poor family in the mountains! Don't be fooled by her!"

Hearing this, Ling Jinxing's smile widened. She shook her head slightly, a hint of sarcasm in her eyes: "Oh? A poor household? Mrs. Zhou, do you know so much about me? Where did you hear that?"

"After all, I don't know anyone like Mrs. Zhou!"

As she spoke, she changed the subject and brought the topic to Zhang Jing.

"Mrs. Zhou, since you've said that, could you please explain it to me?"