After the divorce, the aloof CEO begged me not to withdraw my investment.

She rubbed her sore eyes, got up and walked to the French windows.

Outside the window, the city's night sky resembled a black curtain studded with diamonds, while distant skyscrapers shimmered with neon lights, like silent giants overlooking this bustling yet competitive world.

"call……"

Liu Qingyi let out a long breath, feeling the cool night breeze brush against her cheeks, as if it were blowing away all the fatigue and pressure in her heart.

In the past few months, she has devoted almost all her energy to optimizing the Radiant System and expanding its market, spinning like a top every day without a moment's rest.

A cell phone ring broke the silence of the office. It was Ye Feng.

"Qingyi, are you still busy?" Ye Feng's voice on the other end of the phone carried a hint of concern.

“I just finished a video conference,” Liu Qingyi’s voice was a little hoarse, “and reached a preliminary cooperation agreement with a large European software company.”

"That's wonderful!" Ye Feng exclaimed with delight. "Qingyi, you're amazing!"

A slight smile played on Liu Qingyi's lips as a warm feeling welled up inside her. Ye Feng's support and understanding were her driving force.

"You've worked hard these past few days," Ye Feng's voice softened again. "Remember to rest and don't overwork yourself."

Liu Qingyi's heart skipped a beat, and a bittersweet feeling welled up inside her. How long had it been since she had a proper rest? She couldn't even remember.

“I know,” Liu Qingyi’s voice choked with emotion, “you too.”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment.

"Qingyi," Ye Feng's voice was low and earnest, "Once the 'Radiance' system stabilizes, shall we take a vacation together?"

Liu Qingyi's eyes were slightly moist. She blinked hard to force back the tears.

"Okay," she whispered, her heart filled with anticipation.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Qingyi returned to her desk and picked up a market analysis report. The densely packed data and charts on it were the result of her hard work over the past few days.

"Star Glory," you just wait and see.

A resolute glint flashed in her eyes, like a sharp sword about to be drawn.

In the days that followed, Liu Qingyi traveled tirelessly to various cities, attending business meetings and negotiating cooperation with domestic and foreign companies.

She demonstrated exceptional business negotiation skills and market insight, successfully establishing strategic partnerships with numerous well-known companies and expanding the market channels for the Guanghui System.

Like a valiant general, she led her team to charge into battle in the fierce market competition, gradually eroding Xingyao's market share.

The number of users of the Radiant System continues to grow, its market share is steadily increasing, and it is gradually gaining the upper hand in the competition.

As a result, Liu Qingyi's company experienced rapid development and became a dark horse in the industry, attracting much attention.

In her office, Liu Qingyi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the brightly lit city night view outside, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

She knew that all of this was hard-won, earned through her and her team's sweat and hard work.

She clenched her fist slightly, her eyes gleaming with confidence. She had won this battle.

And this is just the beginning.

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, Ye Feng lightly tapped his wine glass, the crimson liquid swirling gently within, reflecting his slightly weary face. The city's dazzling nightscape appeared as blurry dots to him, his thoughts drifting to the distant shores of the ocean.

"Jingle Bell……"

The shrill ring of the telephone shattered the silence of the office. Ye Feng frowned slightly and picked up the phone.

"Mr. Ye, the situation is not good." On the other end of the phone, Mr. Wang's voice was tinged with anxiety. "Several international giants have joined forces and started targeting us."

"Joint sniping?" Ye Feng repeated these four words, his tone devoid of any emotional fluctuation, but his fingers gripping the phone tightened unconsciously, his knuckles turning white. The red wine in his glass rippled with his movement, just like the turbulent waves churning within him.

The cold glass pressed against his palm, but he felt no chill at all; instead, he felt a burning sensation in his palm.

“Yes,” Mr. Wang’s voice grew even heavier, “They attacked in multiple areas simultaneously, including the stock market, raw material supply, and market channels… it was a near-universal assault.”

Ye Feng remained silent for a moment; the only sound in the office was his heavy breathing. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the brightly lit city below, feeling as if a huge boulder was pressing on his heart. He took a deep breath, trying to remain calm.

"What are the specifics?" His voice was low and hoarse, carrying a hint of suppressed anger.

"The stock price has already dropped by five percent, several important raw material suppliers have suddenly suspended cooperation, and several important overseas markets have also been hindered..." General Manager Wang quickly reported the situation, each word like a nail driven into Ye Feng's heart.

"I understand." Ye Feng's voice remained calm, but his eyes sharpened, becoming as keen as a hawk's, as if trying to pierce through the layers of buildings and see the traces of the enemy in the distance.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Feng slammed his glass down on the table, a few drops of crimson liquor splashing out and looking particularly glaring against the black surface. He felt an unprecedented pressure, like an invisible hand gripping his throat, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He knew this would be a tough battle, a battle that would determine the life or death of his business empire.

He walked to his desk, picked up a document, and saw it filled with dense data and charts—the culmination of his years of hard work.

"Trying to defeat me?" Ye Feng sneered, his eyes flashing with unwavering determination. "Not so easy!"

He quickly flipped through the documents, his mind racing as he analyzed the situation and considered countermeasures. He knew he had to react as soon as possible, or the consequences would be dire.

Time ticked by, the only sounds in the office being the rustling of papers and Ye Feng's typing. Outside, the night deepened, and the city gradually quieted down, but inside Ye Feng's office, the lights remained on, a silent battle was underway.

Ye Feng rubbed his sore eyes, picked up his phone, and dialed Liu Qingyi's number.

“Qingyi,” his voice was tinged with weariness, “I need your help.”

On the other end of the phone, Liu Qingyi's voice carried a hint of doubt, "What's wrong?"

Ye Feng took a deep breath and briefly explained the current situation to her.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Liu Qingyi's firm and calm voice came through: "I understand, I will do my best to cooperate with you."