Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

Fang Deliang often felt helpless because of his excessive intelligence.

Sometimes, he really doesn't want to be the kind of man who understands everything instantly.

For example, right now, if he doesn't understand, he can happily go to his older brother and tell him: Lin Ting is going to donate 200,000 yuan to build a Hope Primary School!

But he understood, so he could never say those words.

"Um... Mr. Lin, I'm really worried about what you're doing."

Lin, confused, asked, "Why are you panicking?"

"..."

Fang Deliang really wanted to crawl out of the cell phone through the telephone line, grab Lin Ting by the collar, and confront him: Why do you think I'm panicking!

As Fang Deliang was pulling out handfuls of hair, he heard Lin say, "I don't know where around here we need to build a Hope Primary School. Could you please help me find out and give me a list?"

"I'll have someone go and investigate before deciding where to build the school."

Fang Deliang: "...?"

"Wait, you mean donating to education? You don't mean using this money to build a school for your tutoring center?"

Lin Ting let out a long "Huh?" followed by a cold laugh: "So that's what Mr. Fang thinks of me... So in your eyes, I'm a blackmailer who takes advantage of the fact that Du Yucheng won't call the police to make a quick buck?"

Lin Ting's voice was unusually cold.

Each word was harder than the northwest wind, slamming into Fang Deliang's forehead, making his head buzz.

"no!"

"of course not!"

Fang Deliang categorically denied it.

Taking advantage of the lull in the discussion about his position, he quickly considered his words: "I was just thinking that your tutoring center is currently in need of investment, and if this 200,000 could..."

Fang Deliang paused at the opportune moment.

Actually, this matter is not insignificant, but it's not a huge issue either.

Because it's really impossible for Du Yucheng to call the police.

It's still quite easy to control.

Lin Ting sneered: "A mere two hundred thousand is not worth me risking breaking the law."

She smiled, but her heart was in her throat because of Fang Deliang's reaction.

She was being vague and deliberately leading him, just to test Fang Deliang's reaction.

Unfortunately, Fang Deliang genuinely believed she was trying to blackmail him.

This should serve as a wake-up call for Lin Ting—she's been getting too cocky lately, and she's almost being labeled as a villain.

She couldn't possibly want such a bad reputation.

Terrible.

On the other end of the phone, Fang Deliang breathed a sigh of relief.

Only now did he belatedly realize that he had been overthinking things.

Lin Ting didn't rise to power through those kinds of means. She's an honest businesswoman, so there's really no need for her to engage in this kind of business.

It has to be said that Lin Ting's recent feud with Du Yucheng has gone too smoothly, and coupled with the fighting power of the security team, anyone who sees this can't help but think the wrong thing.

Fang Deliang couldn't help but confirm again: "Boss Lin, is all 200,000 yuan going to build a Hope Primary School?"

"Okay." Lin Ting's attitude was firm. "Let's leave it at that for this year and talk about it next year."

"Mr. Lin is so generous! I thank you on behalf of the children."

"It should."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Deliang could finally go to find his older brother with great joy.

"Brother, Lin Ting plans to donate 200,000 yuan to build a Hope Primary School!"

Secretary Fang paused for a moment, then frowned in confusion: "Her garment factory and tutoring school are both relatively new, aren't they? Two hundred thousand here, two hundred thousand there, where did she get so much money? Is it the Jiang family's doing?"

He couldn't help but think about this. Nowadays, many bosses are happy to spend tens of thousands of yuan to donate to a Hope Primary School, and then turn around and dare to ask for hundreds of thousands or millions in benefits.

Moreover, if Lin Ting's assets are not legitimately acquired, then he really needs to seriously consider his future.

"Oh, she didn't take the money this time. She arrested a few of Du Yucheng's men and planned to..."

Fang Deliang paused.

He was ultimately confused by Lin Ting's strategy of using understatement to build suspense.

Even if the money could be produced, it would be from Du Yucheng!

And it will be a forced departure.

Secretary Fang looked her younger brother up and down and asked, "Can you explain to me how a seasoned veteran like you, who has been in the business for two or three decades, could be fooled into a daze by a little girl like her?"

Fang Deliang blushed and, after a long pause, whispered, "If she weren't just a little girl, she really wouldn't be able to coax me..."

Lin Ting's appearance is so deceptive!

How much wariness could a normal man have when he sees a pretty young girl?

Secretary-General Fang sighed and waved his hand: "You go ahead with your work. I've caught a cold these past two days, and my throat hurts so much that I don't want to talk."

Fang Deliang asked instinctively, "Did you take your medicine?"

He immediately realized that his older brother was faking illness again.

He looked at his elder brother with a mournful expression: "So, are we still going to do this?"

Secretary Fang glared at him: "I have a cold today and didn't come to work."

Fang Deliang was very familiar with this job: "I know, I didn't tell you, the blame is all mine."

Isn't that the meaning of his existence?

Secretary Fang waved his hand, signaling him to get lost.

Fang Deliang left and went outside to call Lin Ting, only to find that her mobile phone was switched off.

Is this... going to class?

She always found ways to remind him that she was still just a simple and innocent college student.

Fang Deliang couldn't help but mutter again, "Who the hell would be wary of a student? How can you blame me for this?"