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

Han Kui didn't care: "Say what you want, I've already spent all that money, what can you do to me? You want me to give it back? Don't even think about it!"

Zhou Liwan chuckled, her sweet voice tinged with coldness: "We are good citizens of the country, so naturally we can't do anything to you. But with this recording in my hand, someone will naturally come to punish scum like you!"

Zhou Liwan slowly and leisurely shook out the object in her hand: a small black voice recorder.

Han Kui never expected that Zhou Liwan had actually recorded the audio beforehand.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously, having already realized that this brat was no pushover; she was so cunning at such a young age.

"Stop talking nonsense. Don't think I don't understand the law. But what can you do with this recording? In the end, we still have to produce evidence!" Han Kui had a confident expression on his face.

Zhou Liwan looked at him with amusement, still unaware that he was about to die: "Don't worry about that. Wang Jing has already submitted your chat logs from back then, as well as all the forged documents, to the police. After all, the sentencing for turning yourself in is different from that for a ringleader like you!"

Han Kui's expression showed a moment of astonishment and stunned silence: "What did you say?"

Zhou Liwan gestured to the driver to bring the car over. She had already wasted a lot of time today because of Han Kui, and she didn't want to waste any more time like this.

"I've already said what I wanted to say. I advise you to turn yourself in before the police come to arrest you. That way, you might only have to serve three years."

After decisively uttering those words, Zhou Liwan got into her car under the escort of her bodyguards and drove away with an air of nonchalance.

Only Han Kui, whose face was ashen, remained.

Zhou Liwan had come to the company to find some peace and quiet, but the company was also very noisy.

Several girls were arguing heatedly, including Song Yufei, who had just made a contribution.

"Song Yufei, don't think you're so great just because you solved a problem. You're looking down on everyone! We're just colleagues working together, and we don't need to indulge you!"

A woman in her early thirties pointed at Song Yufei and loudly accused her, seemingly having been holding it in for a long time before finally exploding.

Song Yufei's expression was serious; she wasn't angry or upset by the other person's words. She spoke firmly.

“I don’t expect any of you to pamper me or take care of me. This is the workplace, where the capable should do more. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with me. I’ve already taken on this case, so there’s no point in saying more.”

The other person was clearly quite angry at her attitude. She swayed a few times, closed her eyes, and took a while to calm down before saying, "You know perfectly well that our team has worked so many sleepless nights on this case. Don't you feel guilty about just taking it away like this?"

Song Yufei looked puzzled: "I'll say it again, the company is run by whoever has the ability. You've been working here for so long without any results, what's wrong with me taking over?"

The other person laughed in exasperation, holding their head and repeatedly saying, "Fine, fine, you're really something."

After saying that, she turned around and left, and the remaining people looked at Song Yufei with unfriendly expressions.

The other person who was arguing turned around and bumped into Zhou Liwan. He slightly suppressed his anger, bowed slightly, and went straight to his workstation.

He started working without saying a word the entire time.

Zhou Liwan didn't say much. She was the chairman of the board, not the psychological counselor she used to be. If she were to provide counseling for each and every workplace issue, she would be too idle.

But now she can understand a little bit why those people dislike Song Yufei so much.

Since the first meeting where she met Song Yufei, she had never met anyone who stood up for Song Yufei and spoke up for her.

Now it seems that it wasn't entirely other people's fault.

Zhou Liwan returned to her seat and, while checking her email as usual, received an invitation to a charity gala a week later.

The inviting party was Wanjia Media.

Wanjia Media?

Zhou Liwan searched her memory carefully, and after a while, she seemed to have some recollection. Wanjia Media was the largest entertainment company in the country, and many of its leading actors and actresses had gone on to work in Hollywood.

Their strength is simply unmatched, and the company's market value is also quite considerable. The series of celebrity-related products that followed also sold like hotcakes.

Many figurine manufacturers even snatched away Wanbao's less desirable orders.

Since there's already some competition between them, why would they send themselves an invitation?

But then I thought, there will definitely be a lot of potential customers by then, so it's not entirely unnecessary to go.

After Zhou Liwan replied to the email, the other side responded quickly.

Zhou Liwan glanced at it briefly but didn't click on it intentionally.

Orders have surged recently, but these are all short-lived customer flows. We'll need to put in more effort to maintain the current momentum.

My grandfather recommended an MBA program to himself last night, in the United States.

Zhou Liwan was somewhat tempted, but she knew that with her current abilities, she definitely wouldn't be able to lead Wanbao any further.

However, if I agree, this trip will last for three months.

If Han Xiaofen and her daughter were to do anything naughty during these three months, she wouldn't be able to stop them in time.

If Zhou Jianguo had taken the person home during this period, it would have been too late.

Feeling somewhat dejected, Zhou Liwan leaned back in her chair and scratched her head in frustration.

I'll go see Afu to clear my head; I've been quite busy lately.

Zhou Liwan took out her phone and dialed for a long time, but the other end didn't answer. Only then did Zhou Liwan belatedly realize that...

Yao Ruofu, that silly and adorable goofball, is a perfect match for Song Bin again.

Zhou Liwan's eyes darted around as she clicked on the green bubble app and saw a post Yao Ruofu had made ten minutes earlier: "My darling husband is taking me to eat some delicious food that's representative of City A! PS: He's treating! So this is what it feels like to spend a man's money, so blissful~"

The location in the attached picture is a cheap food stall in a low-end residential building. The tables are greasy, and there are flies on the napkin box.

Zhou Liwan felt a wave of dizziness. How could she, with her pampered young lady's stomach, dare to eat in a place like this?

With a cold face, she slammed the door and left the office, heading straight for that place.

The photo shows a pet hospital outside the food stall; you should be able to find it on the map.

"Have all bodyguards keep a close watch on him. If that man makes any inappropriate moves, restrain him immediately! I'll take responsibility for anything that happens!"

Zhou Liwan spoke domineeringly to the head bodyguard.

A large group of people set off to capture the incredibly naive Yao Ruofu.

On the other side, Yao Ruofu looked at the greasy dishes on the table and felt a momentary resistance in her heart.

But when she saw the man she loved warmly wiping the table for her, serving her food, and enthusiastically introducing dishes she had never heard of before, she was surprised.

That moment of hesitation vanished without a trace.

Under the other party's "care," she accepted everything offered and tried almost everything.