Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

The car sped along at breakneck speed, and my heart pounded faster and faster with each passing moment.

When I arrived at the company, I practically jumped out of the car.

The sight before me made my heart sink: a group of reporters had gathered at the company entrance, taking pictures incessantly, the flashes hurting my eyes.

Several security guards tried their best to maintain order, but they still seemed powerless.

I took a deep breath, pushed through the crowd, and strode into the company.

In the lobby, employees gathered in twos and threes, whispering among themselves.

When they saw me, their eyes were filled with unease and doubt.

I walked straight to the office, and every word I overheard along the way pierced my nerves like needles: "The clients have all run away...", "The company is going to go bankrupt...", "What should we do..."

I slammed the office door shut and leaned weakly against it.

Damn it, these guys are really persistent!

I scratched my head in frustration, walked to the window, looked at the bustling crowd below, and felt a wave of helplessness wash over me.

No, I can't let myself be defeated like this!

I turned around abruptly and stepped into the space.

Xiao Kong seemed to sense my mood and floated to my side, asking with concern, "Master, what's wrong?" I told it about the company's situation. After listening, Xiao Kong's eyes darted around, and it suggested, "Master, didn't you grow a lot of rare plants? You could make them into medicine or something; the effects would definitely be great!"

My eyes lit up – that's it!

Why didn’t I think of that!

I immediately began preparations.

I paced around the space, gazing at the rare plants, my mind flashing back to various medical texts and health regimens I had once read. I knew all too well the unique nature of these plants; they couldn't simply be made into ordinary medicines.

So I combined modern health concepts and, after many experiments, finally developed them into high-end health products targeting common health problems among modern high-end consumers.

This product is not only an innovative use of the medicinal value of plants, but also a reflection of my unique vision in commercial product development.

After the product was launched, we immediately arranged for staff to conduct market research on high-end health products and plan production and sales strategies. We also negotiated with manufacturers, and soon my high-end health products were launched.

These products immediately attracted a group of high-end customers upon their launch, stabilizing part of the business situation.

I rubbed my sore shoulders and finally caught my breath.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

I opened the door, and Gong Lin stood there, holding a document in his hand, his face solemn.

“Qingqing,” he looked at me, a hint of worry in his eyes, “we need to talk.” He paused, handing me the documents, “about those people…”

I took the document and glanced through it quickly.

It contains a detailed record of the mysterious organization's recent activities and their various conspiracies against me.

After reading it, my expression also became serious.

“Qingqing,” Gong Lin’s voice was deep and powerful, “This matter is of utmost importance, and I am worried about your safety. Why don’t we put aside company matters for now and focus on dealing with them?”

His words were like a bucket of cold water poured over my head, instantly sobering me up.

Yes, the company is important, but my life is more important.

However, I am really unwilling to give up the company that I built from scratch.

“Gong Lin,” I looked up, my tone firm, “you know what this company means to me. I’ve poured my heart and soul into getting to where I am today, and I can’t just give up like this.”

He looked at me, a flicker of struggle in his eyes. The deeper he investigated the organization, the more he understood the ruthlessness of its methods. He himself had witnessed other family businesses struggle under similar conspiracies, and he didn't want me to suffer the same fate. But he also knew my character, and he knew what this company meant to me, just as it meant to his family.

"Qingqing, I know you've had a tough time, but the situation is special right now, and your safety is the most important thing." His voice was deep and powerful, with an undeniable determination.

My heart aches as if it's being pricked by a needle.

I understand his concerns, but I can't give up my dreams.

“I won’t give up,” my voice trembled slightly. “I’ll be careful, I promise.”

I walked up to Gong Lin and gently took his hand.

He had a faint smell of tobacco on him, which made me feel at ease.

"Gong Lin, thank you. I know you did it for my own good." My voice was soft, but full of strength.

Gong Lin wrapped her arms around my waist and hugged me tightly.

I could feel his heartbeat, strong and powerful, one beat at a time.

“Qingqing,” his voice was low and hoarse, “I just hope you are safe and sound.”

I looked up, met his eyes, and nodded firmly.

We embraced each other quietly, feeling each other's warmth.

Suddenly, a rapid ringing of the phone broke the tranquility.

Gong Lin let go of me and walked to his desk to answer the phone.

"What?" His voice suddenly rose, filled with shock and anger. "What did you say? Say it again!"

My heart tightened and an ominous premonition came over me.

Gong Lin hung up the phone, his face ashen. Without a word, he walked to the window and abruptly pulled open the curtains.

Outside the window, night was falling and the city lights were just coming on.

“Something’s happened,” his voice was low and cold, “Boss Gao…”

Gong Lin's voice rang out like shards of ice, "Boss Gao is dead."

My breath caught in my throat, and my heart clenched violently.

died?

how come?

Although I know that Boss Gao is timid, cowardly, and easily manipulated, but...

Death is far too sudden.

"How did he die?" I forced myself to calm down and asked.

"The police's initial assessment is suicide." Gong Lin's voice was filled with suppressed anger. "But there are many suspicious points at the scene. I suspect..." He didn't finish his sentence, but I knew what he suspected.

I have my doubts too.

Boss Gao's death was undoubtedly adding insult to injury.

The mysterious organization's move was both ruthless and precise.

They not only eliminated a potential threat, but also further tarnished my reputation.

Now, people outside probably think I drove Boss Gao to his death.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed my surging emotions.

Now is not the time for sadness or anger; I must remain calm and find a solution.

"Gong Lin," I opened my eyes, my gaze resolute, "Contact Officer Chen for me. I want to go see the scene myself."

The news of Boss Gao's death was like a bomb, causing an uproar in the business world.

The next day, major media outlets rushed to report on it, with sensational headlines that almost portrayed me as a ruthless business tycoon.

But I, Miao Qing, will never admit defeat easily!

I decided to fight back.

I invited Mr. Gao's successor—his younger brother—along with several other business partners, to attend a business forum.

I know that Lin Yumo has been bribed by the mysterious organization and is a pawn they planted next to me.

At the forum, I spoke eloquently, explaining my business philosophy and analyzing market trends. My speech was passionate and engaging, earning rounds of applause. After the speech, I shifted the focus to business integrity and fair competition.

“Some things have happened recently,” I said, my voice lowering, “that have made me realize the ruthlessness of business competition.”

I looked around and my gaze fell on Lin Yumo, whose expression changed slightly.

“Some people will stop at nothing to achieve their goals, even betraying their conscience.” My voice grew colder. “I have a recording here,” I said, taking out a voice recorder, deliberately waving it in my hand, and then slowly pressing the play button. “I think everyone will be very interested.”

The conversation between Lin Yumo and Boss Gao can be clearly heard in the recording.

They are plotting how to steal my trade secrets, how to ruin my reputation, and how to drive me to the brink of despair...

As the recording played, the expressions on the faces of the people who had initially been smiling politely gradually turned to astonishment, anger, and disdain. They all turned their gazes toward Lin Yumo as if she were a monster that had crawled out of a stinking ditch.

Although Boss Gao's brother tried to put on a brave face, it wasn't hard to see his panic, helplessness, and fear...

Lin Yumo's face turned from red to white, and finally became ashen white. Her body began to tremble uncontrollably, like a leaf falling in the wind.

When the recording finished playing, the entire venue fell into a deathly silence, followed by an angry uproar. Lin Yumo tried to escape everyone's gaze, rushing towards the door like a headless fly.

But my men had already blocked the doorway, so she could only retreat in despair, collapsing to the ground, her makeup ruined by tears and sweat, looking utterly disheveled.

I stood on the stage, with a huge screen behind me, flashing the sound wave diagram from the recording. I looked at her like a righteous judge, my eyes cold and resolute, a chilling smile playing on my lips. "Ms. Lin, is there anything else you want to explain?"

Lin Yumo opened her mouth, but it was as if her soul had been ripped out; she couldn't say anything. Her lips trembled as she tried to explain, but she could only utter a few meaningless syllables.

"And..." My gaze swept over everyone present, sharp as a blade, "I hope some people will think twice before they act." At this moment, a buzz of discussion erupted from below the stage, a mixture of condemnation of Lin Yumo and support for me. Amidst the complex gazes of the crowd, I stood proudly on the stage like a queen.

After the forum, I returned to the company, feeling utterly exhausted.

Gong Lin was already waiting for me in his office. He handed me a cup of hot tea and asked with concern, "Are you alright?" I nodded, took the teacup, and felt the warmth spread from my fingertips throughout my body.

"Gong Lin, what do you think they'll do next?" I sighed softly and rubbed my temples.

Gong Lin walked to the window, looked at the bustling traffic outside, and pondered for a moment, "They won't give up easily, they definitely have other tricks up their sleeves."

My phone suddenly rang; it was Zhou Yong calling.

"Mr. Miao, something terrible has happened! The warehouse is on fire!" His voice was filled with anxiety.

My heart sank – the warehouse!

My latest research and development products are stored there!

Damn it, they actually raided the warehouse!

I immediately stood up, grabbed my coat, and said, "Gong Lin, let's go!"

The fire was huge, billowing thick smoke, and flames greedily licked the warehouse walls.

Firefighters are battling the blaze, and the scene is chaotic.

My heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, making it hard to even breathe.

Gong Lin held my hand tightly, giving me strength. "Qingqing, I'm going to the police station to check on the situation." After saying that, she got into the car and drove towards the police station.

Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure flash by in the crowd.

Black trench coat, black hat, black face mask...

It's him!

That dark figure!

Why is he here?

Did he set the fire on purpose?

A terrible thought flashed through my mind.

I pushed through the crowd and chased after the dark figure.

"Stop!" I shouted, my voice like a sharp arrow in the chaotic fire scene.

The shadowy figure seemed to sense my presence and quickened his pace, his black trench coat fluttering in the wind.

I chased after it relentlessly, my hair blowing wildly in the wind, my eyes fixed on the dark figure.

I pushed my way through the crowds and across the streets, my breathing quickening, but the anger and confusion in my heart wouldn't stop me. I chased him into a secluded alley, where the shadowy figure suddenly stopped, turned around, and slowly removed his mask.

"Long time no see, Miss Miao." (Pale face!)

It was him!

The alleyway lights flickered dimly, as if trembling at the astonishing scene. The graffiti on the walls looked eerie and mysterious under the lights, foreshadowing impending danger. The pale-faced man and I faced each other, a sinister smile on his face, while I was filled with anger and vigilance. The wind howled through the alley, stirring up trash and dust, creating an invisible tension between us.

The pale-faced man gave a cold smile. "Didn't expect this, did you? We meet again." He paused, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes. "This time, you can't escape." My heart sank, and a chill ran from my feet to the top of my head.

"You think you can defeat me like this?" I forced myself to calm down and met his gaze. "You're wrong. I won't let you succeed!" The pale-faced man laughed loudly, his laughter sharp and piercing. "Is that so? Then we'll see!" He suddenly pulled a remote control from his pocket and pressed a button.

A deafening boom echoed from afar, followed by a violent explosion...

My heart sank to the bottom in an instant...

“Gong Lin…”