Chapter 180: A Losing Deal?

The next second, the heavy door of the conference room was pushed open.

A woman in her thirties with an alluring appearance, short red hair, and a medium build barged in.

Everyone inside the conference room instantly turned their gaze toward the entrance.

Immediately following, another voice rang out from behind, "Sister Yu, please walk slower! The floor is slippery here."

Song Wanning found the voice vaguely familiar, but could not place it right away.

It was not until Jian An'an's figure also appeared that she remembered the owner of the voice. Song Wanning thought to herself, why did these two come to the company?

Jian An'an was equally shocked when she saw Song Wanning sitting in the conference room.

And when she saw Wen Jingxing sitting there as well, she was even more astonished!

Did Wen Jingxing bring Song Wanning to Qisheng just to see her?

After all, Jian An'an could not think of any other reason.

Sister Yu did not recognize Song Wanning at first glance. Her eyes were fixed solely on President Li, eager to make him sign the contract termination papers so that the moment she handed in her resignation letter, she could take Jian An'an and leave this rundown company once and for all!

Seeing Sister Yu approach with such aggressive momentum, President Li smiled instead of getting angry. "Sister Yu, what kind of wind blew you in here today?"

Chen Shaoyuan recognized that the newcomer was Sister Yu, but he didn't want to stay long. Once the Wen family officially took over Qisheng, if the other party brought this matter up again, he would directly arrange for their contract to be terminated.

That way, it would be Sister Yu and her companion who were in breach of contract.

Although Sister Yu was furious, she still had to rely on him to get the contract dissolved, so she forced a smile and said, "President Li, you don't reply to my messages and you don't pick up my calls. So this is where you've been, entertaining beauties! Shouldn't we bring our business to a conclusion? Dragging things out like this and draining each other is completely pointless!"

President Li laughed even more heartily. "Hahahaha!"

Sister Yu frowned. What was so funny about what she had said to this damned man?

"Well, my apologies, Sister Yu. From now on, Qisheng is no longer under my management, but rather under the jurisdiction of the beauty sitting right beside me. You should take whatever matters you have up with her. As for me, I'm just an outsider now."

With that, President Li turned his palms upward and gestured toward Song Wanning.

Sister Yu's fierce gaze instantly froze as she sharply shifted her eyes to Song Wanning.

A thought instantly flashed through her mind: Is this woman an absolute idiot? Taking over a company even when it's losing this much money!

As for Jian An'an, her eyes widened in utter disbelief. The woman she regarded as her love rival had turned into her boss in the blink of an eye!?!

Disregarding the presence of everyone else, she demanded of Song Wanning, "Where on earth did you get the money to take over Qisheng?! Did Wen Jingxing fund this for you?!"

She wanted to say that getting things through a man was nothing to be proud of.

To her surprise, the corners of Song Wanning's lips curved upward into a sweet smile. "That's right. I said I wanted it, so Jingxing bought it for me."

Her casual remark nearly drove Jian An'an to a fit of fury.

Because the ability to make a man spend a fortune on you was, in itself, a kind of skill!

Nearby, President Li was still buttering them up. "Is that so? It seems your husband dowses you with affection! President Song is truly blessed."

Not knowing whether Song Wanning was married or not, he simply addressed the man she had mentioned as her husband.

However, Wen Jingxing... why did that name sound so familiar?

Sister Yu spoke up. "Alright then, President Song. Here are Jian An'an's contract termination documents and my resignation letter. You might as well sign and approve them all."

As she spoke, she strode right up to Song Wanning and handed over the stack of files in her hand.

Song Wanning took the contracts and actually began reading through them page by page, very carefully.

She did not trust Sister Yu's character; the woman had a nasty disposition and a lengthy record of shady dealings.

Therefore, she was concerned that Sister Yu might tamper with the fine print.

Yet, after reading through page by page, she found no issues whatsoever. It seemed Sister Yu was utterly determined to leave the company.

Seeing that Song Wanning still hadn't signed, Sister Yu pressed on, "I've served this company for over a decade. Now that things have soured and I wish to move on from this job, President Song surely won't stand in my way, right?"

Hearing this, the other shareholders finally began to speak up.

"Oh, Sister Yu, we're all family here, why talk like that? If the company loses you, things are going to get really difficult!"

"Indeed. You've spent more than ten years in the company; you must have deep affections for it. None of us can bear to see you go."

"And what about you, An'an? Have you not been happy in the company lately? It doesn't matter, just state your demands and we will do everything we can to help you."

...

These remarks came straight from the bottom of the shareholders' hearts.

For no other reason than these two individuals.

One was the company's trump card manager, whose every rookie protégé invariably became a hit.

The other was the currently most popular traffic starlet; as long as her buzz remained, the company could keep printing money.

None of the other artists could hold a candle to Jian An'an.

Forget being popular; nobody even bothered to stir up negative publicity about the others.

If these two pillars of Qisheng walked out the door, what on earth would become of the company!?

Right at that moment, however, Song Wanning said, "Alright, I'll grant your wish right now."

With that, she immediately signed her name on the dotted line of the contracts.

A spark of elation burst in Sister Yu's eyes. She was finally going to escape this loss-making enterprise; this small-time operation was long past being suitable for her!

Jian An'an's expression turned somewhat unsightly. The way things played out made it look as though she had to beg Song Wanning for a favor.

Did Song Wanning even deserve that!?

President Li wore a look of mild pity. The beauty was quite stunning, but it was a shame her brain wasn't quite up to the task. Qisheng currently relied entirely on those two women to generate revenue, yet the moment she arrived, she let them both walk away.

Qisheng would go bankrupt sooner or later!

Afterward, he glanced at the minor shareholders, whose complex expressions suggested they had just swallowed a fly, and shook his head inwardly.

He clicked his tongue twice in his mind. He had invited them to cash out with him, but they had refused. Look at them now; all their money was bound to go down the drain with Qisheng.

As for himself, he would be able to enjoy life with the several hundred thousand from selling his shares. Just thinking about it made him happy.

In truth, the price had been quite low.

Yet President Li knew that once year-end arrived, Qisheng would face a multi-million dollar deficit that needed patching, or else its funds would dry up and lead to bankruptcy.

Rather than being saddled with those debts when that time came, getting several hundred thousand for free right now was a far better deal.

The more he thought about it, the happier he felt, and the better his mood became.

He even began humming a tune, saying to Song Wanning, "President Song, since the contracts are all signed and I have some matters to attend to, I won't be able to treat you to a meal today. We'll gather another time."

Hampered by the presence of Sister Yu and Jian An'an, the other minor shareholders could not swallow their pride to beg Song Wanning to reverse her decision, so they could only lower their heads in silence.

Holding the contracts, Sister Yu prepared to leave Qisheng alongside Jian An'an.

Yet Jian An'an remained somewhat unreconciled. Qisheng was clearly on the verge of bankruptcy, so why on earth did Song Wanning buy it? What was her objective? Was it just to flaunt that her status was higher than her own? Wasn't Song Wanning being utterly disgusting?!

She marched right up to Song Wanning. "Qisheng is obviously going bankrupt, so why did you still buy it? What is your purpose in doing this? Just to show off that you're better than me? Aren't you just vile, Song Wanning?!"

The other minor shareholders trembled upon hearing this. So Jian An'an had known all along? That must mean Sister Yu knew as well—no wonder they were so dead set on leaving the company.

Song Wanning remained seated in her chair, lifting her chin to look up at Jian An'an, yet her calm and poised demeanor effortlessly suppressed the other woman.

"What I want to do, and why I do it... is that any of your business? You care so much about me, but... what on earth makes you think you're anything?"