Reborn with the ability to read minds, I became a heartthrob.

[Is she bringing this up now because she discovered that she had unauthorizedly affixed the financial seal and the previous legal representative's seal to the change documents?]

No, no.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this might be true.

In an instant, Wang Jing's face turned ashen, and her hands trembled slightly. She was clearly terrified and could only bluff her way out of it by asking, "Why are you asking me about this? How would a lowly accountant like me know about the legal representative's affairs!"

Zhou Liwan stood up, walked behind Wang Jing, and casually placed her slender hand on the other's shoulder, feeling the body trembling uncontrollably beneath her clothes.

His smile widened, and he continued walking slowly around the conference room in the same direction, but his eyes remained fixed on Wang Jing.

"Oh? You don't know?"

Wang Jing retorted, "I had no idea!"

Reporters are incredibly perceptive; they have a famously keen sense of smell. They immediately noticed something was amiss.

Everyone pricked up their ears, determined not to miss a single word of their conversation.

Zhou Liwan suddenly flashed a cold light: "You've worked in finance for so many years, you must know that a change of legal representative requires the finance department's seal, right? And there's also the original legal representative's seal. Both of these seals are kept by the head of the company's finance department, which is you—Wang Jing!"

Wang Jing remained defiant, saying, "What qualifications do you have to prove that I did it! Whoever makes the claim must provide evidence! Please produce the proof! Otherwise, I will sue you for defamation and damaging my reputation."

Zhou Liwan returned to her seat, leaning back in her executive chair, her eyes confident yet sharp: "The evidence is there, of course. Assistant Li, call the police now. I think when the police arrive, they'll find something interesting on your phone, including those two messages you just sent to celebrate in advance!"

Wang Jing's pupils contracted sharply as she looked at Zhou Liwan in disbelief.

How could she know? How did she even know how many messages I had just sent?!

Wang Jing's mind was in complete chaos, and she was afraid that this would cause her to lose her ability to think carefully.

She instinctively smashed her phone, thinking that even if the police came, they wouldn't be able to find anything.

Little did she know that this guilty act had already proven everything.

The meeting room erupted in commotion as the reporters' accusing gazes shifted away.

This is not a case of someone with powerful connections bullying the weak; it is clearly an illegal act committed by ordinary people who have been misled by malicious individuals.

That night, Bao wasn't just ignoring their past relationship, he was thinking about it way too much; otherwise, he would have taken her to the economic court long ago.

Seeing that things were going wrong, Wang Jing dejectedly pushed away the group of reporters she had invited who were surrounding her.

"Get out of here! Get out of here! I knew hiring magazine and newspaper reporters like you was utterly useless. You're nowhere near as good as proper TV interview reporters, you're good-for-nothing trash, utter trash!"

Of course, journalists are not divided into different classes, and this statement undoubtedly aroused public indignation.

That evening, news of Wang Jing stealing the company seal and engaging in unauthorized exchanges of benefits, resulting in the secret alteration of the legal representative of Wanbao Toys Co., Ltd., made headlines across major news outlets.

Moreover, while major media outlets criticized them harshly, they instead heavily promoted the admirable character of Wan Bao and Zhou Liwan.

In an instant, Wanbao Toys Co., Ltd. became a well-known, conscientious enterprise among the general public.

That evening, Grandpa couldn't stop smiling as he read the newspaper, praising Zhou Liwan for her quick thinking and insightful ideas.

Zhou Liwan smiled but didn't say anything, completely unconcerned about the positive impact this incident would have on her and Wanbao.

Curious, she looked around the entire house and asked the butler, "It's so late, why hasn't my uncle come back yet?"

The butler filled Zhou Liwan's blue-and-white porcelain cup with black tea: "Young Master arranged for someone to come to the house this afternoon to pick up his luggage. He's going to conduct a surprise inspection at the branch office below."

Zhou Liwan nodded in disappointment; her plan to get closer to him had failed.

That aloof, unapproachable figure was already difficult to get close to, and now, without even saying goodbye, she just took her luggage and left.

"Hey, Han Ming, right! The newspaper was talking about Xin Yi's old small company, yes, yes, yes! They were praising Wanwan! Don't you think so? These days, girls are amazing, they can solve a public relations problem with ease!"

[Old Meng only reads military newspapers; he might not even read the financial ones. I'm going to call him later and brag about it, make him so jealous. And Old Wang, who only knows how to draw, too. My darling is so talented; it would be a shame not to show him off.]

Zhou Liwan listened helplessly to her grandfather's inner thoughts, which were actually quite trivial.

But the old man just felt that his granddaughter was exceptionally outstanding.

Although I felt somewhat helpless, a warm feeling still welled up in my heart.

Even if no one in this world loves me, having my grandfather alone is enough.

As for my uncle...

Forget it, I'll try my best again. If it really doesn't work out, I can take good care of myself in the future and become strong enough that I don't need anyone's protection.

And she also has Afu by her side.

Oh, right, Afu.

Zhou Liwan rushed back to her room, took out her phone, and sure enough, Yao Ruofu had called her several times four hours earlier.

She was probably in the conference room dealing with reporters at the time.

Zhou Liwan returned the call. It rang for a long time before being answered just before it was about to automatically disconnect: "Hello, Wanwan."

Zhou Liwan immediately apologized, her tone slightly ingratiating: "I'm sorry, I promised to come back and go shopping with you, don't be mad at me~"

It was quiet on the other end, like being at home. There was no immediate response from the other side. Zhou Liwan picked up her phone to check, and after confirming that the call hadn't ended, she put it close to her ear again.

"Hey, Afu, are you angry?" Zhou Liwan knew that it was understandable for Afu to be angry with her.

"No, I'm not angry with you," came a weak, breathless reply from the other end.

Zhou Liwan had a strange feeling; something was wrong with Afu.

In the past, she would have taken advantage of me and used this to manipulate me, but this time, even though I stood her up, she didn't make a sound.

"Afu, where are you? Didn't we agree to go shopping?" Zhou Liwan turned around, her eyes fixed on the wall clock. "It's only eight o'clock now. Where are you? I'll come pick you up."

"No need, Wanwan, something suddenly came up. You go ahead and do your thing, don't worry about me! Bye-bye." The hint of cheerfulness in her voice made Zhou Liwan breathe a sigh of relief; at least she hadn't been kidnapped.

What exactly happened? I need to go see her in person another day to find out what she's up to.

Zhou Liwan hung up the phone and tossed it onto the bed.