Shenhao System: Nine trillion fell from the sky

Chapter 237 Come back (there is a red envelope in this chapter)

However, in the face of this sudden disaster, Qiu Qianqian showed amazing flexibility and calmness. She lay close to the ground, her body as light as a willow leaf in the wind. Due to the high chassis of the truck, she was slender and managed to pass under the truck at that moment. Her movements were smooth and fast, as free as a fish in the water, and she was unscathed. Her reaction speed obviously exceeded the truck driver's expectations and everyone's imagination.

Under the car, she did an anticipatory roll. Such extreme movements and reactions can only be performed by those who have undergone professional training. Her body seemed to turn into a bolt of lightning, dodging the scythe of death at an incredible speed. Everyone present was surprised by her agility and calmness. They could not imagine that a woman could escape from such a desperate situation.

"Boom!" A loud noise tore through the tranquility of the air, like the fury of thunder exploding in everyone's ears. The truck driver had no time to brake, turned the steering wheel too sharply, and drove too fast. Everything was irreversible. The truck suddenly collided violently with a storefront on the street. The shattered car windows scattered and hit the ground like hailstones. The facade was severely damaged, leaving a mess. And the wild truck finally stopped in its tracks during the collision.

Qiu Qianqian quickly stood up in the chaos. Her figure was as erratic as a ghost, and she quickly ran away from the scene with lingering fear. Her heart was filled with endless fear and doubt at this moment, "Master Jin, do you really want to kill everyone? I have already handed over 30 billion, why do you still do this to me?" She asked silently in her heart, her voice Full of despair and helplessness. There was a deep hurt and confusion in her tone.

"Are you really going to force me? I don't want to be an enemy of the Jin family. Why don't you even give me a chance to start a new life?" Her heart was filled with confusion and anger. These words were like cold arrows piercing her heart, causing her to feel waves of severe pain. However, even in the face of such difficulties and despair, she still remained calm and tenacious. She did not surrender to fate but strengthened her faith and determination.

Thirty billion was a huge number to her, and she thought she could use this money to pay off her debt to the Jin family. But now she understands that this fight is either your death or my death! Since you want my life, I will never give in. Her eyes flashed with determination, and she knew she had to fight for her future.

After Qiu Qianqian's figure disappeared at the street corner, the two seemingly ordinary passers-by looked at each other, with an indescribable tension and anxiety in their eyes. Their brows were furrowed, as if in this moment, their world was shrouded in a thick haze.

One of them, his hands trembling slightly, took out an ordinary mobile phone from his pocket. He pressed a few keys, waited a moment, and then heard a cold voice on the other end of the phone.

"Boss, the driver made a mistake." He lowered his voice, with a hint of horror that could not be concealed. "The target's leg injury was faked, and we lost him."

After hearing this, Jin Junjun's face instantly darkened, like the calm before the storm. His eyes were blazing with angry fire, as if they were going to burn these two incompetent men to ashes. He cursed angrily: "Trash!" These two words were like cold arrows, shooting straight into the hearts of the two of them.

However, Jin Junjun quickly calmed down. He took a breath and added: "Forget it, since I lost you, let's come back. She is already alert. I'm afraid it will be even harder next time. After all, we are professionals. A trained talent." He paused, seeming to be thinking about something, "But in her current situation, she can't make much of a turmoil. I'm afraid Brother Hao won't let her go after losing a huge sum of 30 billion. . She is just a lost dog now!"

Jin Junjun's words were full of contempt and disdain. He seemed to have foreseen Qiu Qianqian's future fate, which was an inescapable dilemma. The corners of his mouth raised, revealing a cruel smile. He seemed to be very satisfied with this result, because in his opinion, Qiu Qianqian was already an insignificant existence.

After hanging up the phone, the two passers-by quietly retreated. They blended into the crowd as if they had never existed. They are just people who are following orders and they just want to cause a traffic accident. They couldn't imagine how things would turn out next. They understand that this fight is beyond their control. They could only watch and wait for the outcome in silence.

In their opinion, Qiu Qianqian has fallen into a desperate situation. She has offended the Jin family and also offended the more mysterious Brother Hao and the hidden tycoon behind him. No matter who faces such an enemy, it will be difficult to escape.

However, they didn't know that Brother Hao's thoughts were different from ordinary people.

In their eyes, Qiu Qianqian is a desperate person, but in Brother Hao's eyes, she is a talent worthy of reuse. Because Brother Hao lacks such talents who can spend money.

The streets of this city have returned to their former calm, but beneath this calm there is an undercurrent. Qiu Qianqian's disappearance and the Jin family's actions indicate that a storm is about to sweep through. As for the two passers-by, they were just small bystanders in this storm. They could not predict or change anything. They could only wait silently for the storm to come, and then try their best to protect themselves.

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Qiu Qianqian finally broke free from the restraints and gained a moment of freedom. However, as she stood on that unfamiliar street, her face looked flustered and exhausted. Her figure swayed in the breeze, like a stray dog ​​abandoned by the world, lonely and helpless. Her eyes revealed a deep confusion and helplessness, because she knew that she had nowhere to go at the moment, no one to rely on, and could only face the unknown world alone.

She looked up at the sky. The gray clouds blocked the sunlight, making the whole world look dark and dull, which seemed to be a reflection of her mood at the moment. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner panic and fear, and then she began to think about her next move.

She knew clearly that she could not continue to wander outside, otherwise, she would only be found by people from the Kim chaebol, and then face an even more severe pursuit. She must find a safe place to hide and someone who can protect her. Then, the figure of Feng Yihao appeared in her mind.

She believed that Feng Yihao would definitely take her in. However, she also knew that she had lost a huge sum of 30 billion, and such a mistake would make anyone suspicious. She didn't know how Feng Yihao would view this matter, whether he would think of her as a criminal like others.

Her heart was filled with deep fear and uneasiness. However, facing this unknown fate, she knew she had no choice. She didn't want to go back to the days of being hunted, and she didn't want to live the kind of mediocre life. So, she made up her mind and decided to go to Feng Yihao and seek his asylum.

On the way to Jiangcheng, she felt very heavy. There was no smile on her face, only deep sadness and anxiety. The wind blew her long hair, revealing her pale and haggard face. Her body trembled slightly in the breeze, showing her inner tension and uneasiness. However, despite the fear and uneasiness in her heart, her steps remained firm. No matter what was waiting for her ahead, she decided to face it and accept it.

After a long journey, she finally arrived at Feng Yihao's door. The familiar house stood in front, with a different kind of warmth and security. She stood at the door, took a deep breath, and calmed down.

What will be waiting for her? Is it acceptance, rejection, or questioning? she does not know. However, no matter what the outcome, she was willing to accept it. Because she knew this was her only chance to escape the pursuit of the Kim chaebol. If Feng Yihao is willing to give her a chance to protect her, she is willing to spend the rest of her life repaying this 30 billion debt.

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In Feng Yihao's villa, the peaceful atmosphere was broken by the sudden doorbell. Feng Yihao was sitting on the sofa in the living room playing with his mobile phone. When he heard the bell, he raised his head slightly and shouted in the direction of the kitchen: "Mengmeng, open the door, it seems a guest is coming!" There was a calmness in his voice, as if nothing could disturb his heart. .

"Okay, brother, I'll open the door!" Feng Yimeng readily agreed. She put down the fruit knife in her hand, wiped her hands with her apron, and ran outside. Her movements are vigorous and neat, and you can see that her character is full of vitality.

After a while, the door of the villa was slowly opened. Standing outside the door was Lan Shumin, her appearance blowing through the villa like a fresh breeze. She looked a little different today, with a hint of obvious excitement on her face, and her eyes full of anticipation. And she wore a high ponytail today, which is a little different from her usual goddess style, but this way she looks more youthful and beautiful.

"Ah! Sister Shumin, are you here again?" Feng Yimeng shouted in surprise. Her voice was full of welcome, as if Lan Shumin's arrival brought her endless joy.

Lan Shumin asked eagerly: "Mengmeng, where is your brother?" Her tone was full of expectation, as if she had something important to tell Feng Yihao.

"Here he is, Sister Shumin, come in and find him." Feng Yimeng invited warmly. She turned to one side and made way for the door, with a smile on her face, which was a sincere welcome.

Lan Shumin walked in, and she immediately saw Feng Yihao sitting on the sofa. His figure looked so calm in the sunlight, and his eyes revealed a calmness and calmness. His eyes were like a deep lake, no matter what happened, he could handle it with ease.

"Brother Hao, I'm here!" Lan Shumin shouted happily. Her voice echoed through the living room with a deep sense of joy.

Feng Yihao put down the phone in his hand and looked at Lan Shumin calmly, with a questioning look in his eyes. He didn't say anything, just waited quietly for her next words.

"It works, and the effect is very good!" Lan Shumin said happily, "Brother Hao, you are really amazing." Her tone was full of admiration and praise, "I originally thought this scar would stay with me for the rest of my life. I didn’t expect you to be able to create such a magical ointment.”

When Feng Yihao listened to Lan Shumin's praise, his face did not show any expression of complacency, and his eyes remained so calm. He gently put down the newspaper in his hand, then raised his head and looked at Lan Shumin's forehead. Sure enough, the scars from before have now become very faint, almost invisible if you don't look carefully. He looked at this change and felt very satisfied and relieved.

"It seems the experiment was successful." He said to himself. There was a sense of pride and satisfaction in his voice.

Hearing Feng Yihao's words, Lan Shumin looked surprised, "Experiment? Brother Hao, are you saying that this ointment is the result of your experiment?" She looked at Feng Yihao with eyes full of admiration and curiosity.

"That's right." Feng Yihao nodded affirmatively, "It's the ointment I've been researching. I just wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect it to be so effective." He looked at Lan Shumin's surprised expression and laughed softly.

"This ointment is really amazing." Lan Shumin's voice was full of shock and confusion. She looked down at the small bottle in her hand, as if she couldn't believe that this small ointment had such great power. She looked up at Feng Yihao, with deep regret in her eyes, "If I had known, I should have accepted the ointment your brother gave me last time. I was so stupid that I didn't realize its value."

Feng Yihao looked at her quietly, with no expression on his face. He just said lightly: "There is no use regretting it. What matters is what you plan to do now."

Lan Shumin was silent for a moment, and then said: "This ointment is like a treasure in the medical world. Its value is immeasurable. If it is put on the market, it will definitely cause a rush. Especially for those disfigured celebrities, this is undoubtedly It is their savior. They spend huge sums of money and endure pain just to restore their appearance. However, this ointment allows them to get rid of the pain easily, and the effect is remarkable, with almost no pain."

As she said that, she looked at Feng Yihao again, with a firm light in her eyes, "Brother Hao, I know you have deep feelings for this ointment, but we cannot deny its commercial value. We have strong trade channels and rich With our resource advantages, if we bring this product to the market, we will definitely be able to create amazing wealth."

Feng Yihao was silent for a long time after hearing this. His eyes were deep and distant, as if he was thinking about something important. He looked at the ointment in his hand with mixed feelings in his heart. This ointment was his brainchild, developed to heal his sister's scars. Now, it has become a treasure that everyone is fighting for.

He raised his head and looked at Lan Shumin, "Do you really think that bringing this ointment to the market is the best choice?" There was a deep helplessness and confusion in his voice.

Lan Shumin nodded firmly, "Yes, Brother Hao. I believe this is the best choice. Not only can we create wealth, but we can also help more people get rid of pain. This is a rare opportunity that we cannot miss. "

Recently, Lan Shumin's heart has been shrouded in dark clouds, and anxiety has surged like a tide, making her deeply trapped. The uneasiness is like a tarsal maggot, hard to shake off. She looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes that were once full of confidence were now confused and confused.

Feng Yihao's excellence is like an invisible ruler, measuring out her shortcomings one by one. Under his brilliance, she began to doubt herself whether she was really worthy of such a man. His intelligence, magnanimity, and unfathomable eyes all made her feel inferior.

Besides, she wasn't the only one around him. Hard Shell TV, run by Ouyang Murphy, is gaining momentum, and Feng Yihao’s crazy gift shopping behavior has made the platform soaring in popularity and traffic, attracting many anchors to join. Ji Feier's reputation has spread across the country. Although she has no substantial works yet, her popularity is astonishingly high. Even the ten-year-old Jin Nier, this little loli, is in charge of a large real estate group worth 50 billion. The project development is in full swing. As the daughter of the richest man in Jiang City, her status is even more eye-catching.

They are all Lan Shumin's competitors. Compared with them, Lan Shumin seems too leisurely. She guards the Fashion Vanke Center Building alone, and her daily work is limited to collecting rent. Although this kind of life was enough for her to have a worry-free life, she was not satisfied. She doesn't want to be treated as a vase, she doesn't want to be treated as trash.

When she saw the success of Ouyang Murphy, Ji Feier, and Jin Nier, she was dissatisfied and unwilling to give in. Lan Shumin asked in her heart: They can succeed, why can't I?

Until one day, she discovered an amazing business opportunity. The ointment created by Feng Yihao shone before her eyes like a bright pearl. It has the potential to become a mass-produced high-tech biogenetic beauty product. As long as it passes national safety testing, it may become the starting point of her career and enable her to truly stand on her own stage.

She began to dream that if the cost was high and a box sold for 40,000 to 50,000 yuan, or more than 100,000 yuan, people would rush to buy it. After all, women will give everything to be beautiful. If the cost is low, then selling a box of 10,000 yuan for such a powerful product is not too much. If you sell millions of boxes a year, that will be tens of billions of dollars in revenue. The prospect excited her.

Lan Shumin does not lack the funds to start a company. What she really lacks is a direction and a goal. Now, this goal has finally emerged. She began to have the idea of ​​​​starting a business, which instantly ignited her passion like wildfire. She decided that she would no longer be idle, she would go out on her own path and prove her worth.

However, to achieve this goal, she needs Feng Yihao's technical support. Shares and money were not important to her, and she was willing to give up 95% of her shares to Feng Yihao. What's important to her is that she can be a part of it, have something to do, and have a chance to prove that she's not a loser. This persistence and determination made her more determined to pursue her dreams. Not for money, not for fame, just for the glory and dignity that belongs to you.

At this moment, the crisp and urgent doorbell echoed in the quiet house again, "Ding dong! Ding dong!" Feng Yihao frowned slightly, turned to look at Feng Yimeng, and said: "Mengmeng, is there something wrong again? The guest is here, can you go and take a look?" However, he thought for a moment and realized that it seemed inappropriate to ask the guest Lan Shumin to open the door, so he changed his words: "Let Feng Yimeng go."

Feng Yimeng agreed, "Okay, brother!" She stood up and walked vigorously towards the door of the villa. The moment she stepped out of the threshold, the warm light inside the house intersected with the bright sunshine outside, reflecting her calm and doubtful expression. Outside the door of the villa, Qiu Qianqian looked embarrassed, and every movement she made showed caution and nervousness. Wearing a peaked cap, sunglasses and a mask, she completely concealed her appearance, as if she was afraid of being recognized. Her figure was slender and should have exuded a sexy look, but it was wrapped up tightly and made her look a little bloated. Her eyes were furtive, and she looked around from time to time, nervously checking to see if anyone was following her, showing her inner panic and uneasiness.

She had been lingering in front of the villa for ten minutes, and the entanglements in her heart were like surging waves, beating her determination again and again. Finally, she made up her mind and rang the doorbell. The ringtone echoed in front of the empty villa, as if telling her determination and expectations.

The morning's experience was like a nightmare. Qiu Qianqian was physically and mentally exhausted on the way out of the magical city. Instead of going to the airport or train station, she drove alone on the highway all the way to Jiangcheng. After more than nine hours of driving, her body was exhausted, and her heart was even more confused and helpless, not knowing where she would end up. She didn't even dare to check into the hotel because she always thought she would be found out by the Kim chaebol. This fear and helplessness were deeply etched in her demeanor and movements.

"Ah! Sister Qianqian, is that you?" Feng Yimeng's surprised voice came, shining into Qiu Qianqian's cold heart like a ray of warm sun breaking through the ice. Although she wrapped herself tightly, Feng Yimeng recognized her at a glance. At this moment, Qiu Qianqian felt a surge of complicated emotions in her heart, including the embarrassment of being recognized and the joy of being accepted.

"Mengmeng, is your brother at home?" Qiu Qianqian asked in a low voice, her voice weak and trembling, like fallen leaves in the cold wind, a trace of expectation and nervousness revealed in her tone. She stood in front of the Feng family, looking slightly tired, like a lost bird, looking for the only shelter.

Feng Yimeng looked at Qiu Qianqian with a straight face, "My brother has already let you go, why are you coming to him? Miss Qiu, you are not welcome here!" Every word she spoke was like a cold arrow. , shooting towards Qiu Qianqian’s heart.

Qiu Qianqian's face was pale and her eyes were full of apologies, "I know I'm sorry to the boss, but..." Her words were like cut threads, unable to be fully spoken. Her expression revealed deep self-blame and guilt, as if she was carrying a heavy mountain on her back.

"Stop being but!" Feng Yimeng's voice became sharp, and her emotions began to get excited. "You don't even know how much I trusted you before. I even told you all the secrets in my heart, but you tricked me. If so, you are just trying to get more information. You are not sincere at all, and you want to harm my brother, you liar!" Every word she spoke was like a thunder blow, leaving Qiu Qianqian speechless.

Feng Yimeng has always been a gentle person, and she rarely loses her temper. But this time, she was really angry. Her anger seemed to burn Qiu Qianqian to ashes, and she could not forgive her.

"I..." Qiu Qianqian felt like something was stuck in her throat. Her eyes were full of what she wanted to say, but she couldn't say it out. These explanations are all excuses. She understands that what she once did to obtain information has caused her to lose her foothold here.

At this time, she was unable to gain a foothold in her old club and was being hunted. With nowhere to go, she could only look back to Feng Yihao. She knew that this behavior was tantamount to betrayal and asking for help after hurting the Feng family. This is really outrageous. I'm afraid no one can accept this request.

but……

Qiu Qianqian's eyes flashed with determination. She remembered what Feng Yihao said, "No matter what happens, I will forgive you." These words echoed in her heart, giving her the last hope. It was because of these words that she mustered up the courage to come back to Feng Yihao.

Her behavior was spurned, and her heart was filled with guilt and self-blame. But she still stood in front of the Feng family, looking forward to getting Feng Yihao's understanding and help. Her eyes were full of determination and expectation, just like the last ray of sunset, which even though it was about to set, still emitted a weak and persistent light.

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"There seems to be a quarrel outside, who is here? I have never seen Mengmeng lose his temper." Lan Shumin looked confused, stood up and walked out the door, Feng Yihao also followed.

The two walked to the living room and saw Feng Yimeng standing at the door, glaring at Qiu Qianqian outside the door, with a cold tone: "What are you doing here?"

Qiu Qianqian looked haggard, and her eyes showed exhaustion and helplessness. She whispered: "I just want to see your brother. I have something to say to him."

"My brother doesn't want to see you, please leave!" Feng Yimeng's anger remained unabated, his hands clenched into fists, as if he would explode at any time.

Feng Yihao observed all this quietly, his eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through people's hearts. He did not intervene immediately, but silently waited for the situation to develop.

A trace of disappointment and despair flashed in Qiu Qianqian's eyes, and she turned around silently to leave. At this moment, Feng Yihao finally spoke: "Qiu Qianqian, please wait a moment."

His voice was not loud, but it was enough to make everyone stop and turn to look at him. He slowly walked up to Qiu Qianqian with a calm demeanor, as if everything was under his control.

"Qiu Qianqian, do you know that we have been waiting for you?" His tone was calm, but there was a hint of chill in his words, "You have been gone for several days, which makes us very worried. The senior executives of Qidian Real Estate are waiting for you every day. They came to me and wanted me to go back and take charge of the overall situation. But you know what? I am not a leader at all. I just want to live my life quietly, but you have always made things difficult for me."

His words made Qiu Qianqian pale. She wanted to explain something, but was interrupted by Feng Yihao: "Qiu Qianqian, come back. Clean up the mess of Qidian Real Estate and don't let us worry anymore."

"Brother, how can you say that to me? She is..." Feng Yimeng looked anxious, his tone full of confusion and blame, and he quickly stepped forward to stop her. She stared at Feng Yihao with her eyes, as if expecting him to change his mind.

Feng Yihao glanced at her, his face expressionless, as if he was unmoved by Feng Yimeng's accusation. He interrupted her coldly: "Okay, let's not mention the past things. Now that Qianqian is back, she will still be the senior personal assistant I hired." His words revealed an unquestionable decision. , it is impossible to refute.

He turned around and pointed in the direction of the kitchen, and said to Feng Yimeng: "Mengmeng, go get a bowl of noodles. Seeing how Qianqian looks like this, she must be hungry!" His voice was calm, as if he was just giving an order. The little things.

Qiu Qianqian stood aside and watched all this with a complicated expression. She was once bound to the Shenhao system, and her favorability was close to zero. The feeling in her heart at this moment was indescribable. Feng Yihao's attitude made her feel a little warm. She knew that at this time, she could only protect herself at all costs.

Feng Yimeng's face turned red with anger at Feng Yihao's indifference and determination. Her eyes flashed with anger and she asked loudly: "Brother, you want me to cook noodles for her? You are too much. I am not wholeheartedly on your side." Yes, and you said that to me!" Her voice was sharp and excited, full of dissatisfaction and complaints against Feng Yihao.

Feng Yihao just stood there quietly, letting Feng Yimeng vent his anger. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he was examining Feng Yimeng's anger. He didn't explain anything, just waited quietly for her anger to dissipate.

At the critical moment, Lan Shumin came over. She gently pulled Feng Yimeng's sleeve and whispered: "Well... I'll cook noodles. Mengmeng, come with me. I have I want to talk to you!" Her voice was gentle and calm, as if a breeze blew by, dissipating the anger in people's hearts instantly.

Feng Yimeng was stunned by Lan Shumin's actions. She turned to look at Lan Shumin, a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes. But then she nodded and followed Lan Shumin out of the room. It was as if there was something to be whispered elsewhere.

Feng Yihao and Qiu Qianqian were the only two people left in the room. Feng Yihao turned to look at Qiu Qianqian, with a soft light flashing in his eyes: "Qianqian, come with me, I have something to give you!" Although his voice was calm, it revealed a kind of warmth and kindness.

Qiu Qianqian was slightly stunned. She looked up at Feng Yihao with a hint of expectation and curiosity in her eyes. She didn't know what Feng Yihao was going to give her, but she could feel Feng Yihao's care and attention to her. This feeling brought a warm current to her heart, making her feel extremely comforted and at ease.

"Boss, I..." Qiu Qianqian's lips moved slightly, her words swirling in her throat, but she was unable to speak out. She looked up at Feng Yihao's back. It was a solid existence, as towering as a mountain. Her feet followed hesitantly, like iron pieces attracted by a magnet, unable to resist. This spacious underground research room is filled with the cold metallic smell and the hum of machines. The atmosphere seems a bit depressing, like a dark cloud, making people breathless.

Feng Yihao walked straight to a huge experimental table. His steps were firm and every movement was full of power. Qiu Qianqian followed closely behind him, her heartbeat beating like a drum, beating on her chest, making her feel uneasy. The secret about 30 billion was like a heavy stone, weighing on her heart.

She finally couldn't help but say: "I'm sorry, boss, I... lost the 30 billion you gave me!" As soon as she said this, her face turned pale, like a piece of paper with blood drained from it. Her hands were clenched into fists, her fingertips digging into her palms. The pain kept her awake, waiting for Feng Yihao's reaction.

However, Feng Yihao was not as furious as she imagined. He turned his head and looked at Qiu Qianqian quietly, his eyes as deep as the sea, full of complex emotions. Qiu Qianqian did not dare to look at him. She lowered her head and waited for the judgment of fate, her heart filled with guilt and self-blame.

After more than twenty seconds of silence, Feng Yihao finally spoke. His voice was calm but firm, "Qianqian, you really did not disappoint me." Upon hearing this, Qiu Qianqian raised her head in shock and looked at Feng Yihao in disbelief. She didn't understand why he could treat her so calmly under such circumstances.

Feng Yihao's words were like a key, opening a room deep in Qiu Qianqian's heart. She has been under tremendous pressure, and the loss of 30 billion made her feel like a sinner. But now, she feels extremely moved by Feng Yihao's tolerance and understanding. There was no blame in his eyes, only deep expectation and trust. This is a kind of unconditional trust and support, which makes Qiu Qianqian feel extremely shocked.

"I need talented people like you around me." Feng Yihao spoke again, his voice full of sincerity, "Your talent and ability are what I have always valued. Although this incident was a mistake, I believe you have the ability. Recover this loss.”

At this moment, Qiu Qianqian's heart was filled with determination. She knew she had to make changes and recover this loss for Feng Yihao and the team. Her eyes became firm. She looked at Feng Yihao and bowed deeply, "Boss, thank you for your trust and support in me. I will do my best to recover this loss."

As she said that, Qiu Qianqian burst into tears.

"Don't cry, there's no point in crying." Feng Yihao's words echoed in the huge basement. His figure stood backlit, and the sunlight penetrated through the window, portraying him as a cold silhouette. His expression was complicated, and there were elusive emotions in his eyes, but his tone was as cold as iron, "You have to deal with the mess of Qidian Real Estate, you can't be lazy!"

Feng Yihao, this man is like a giant tower in the business world, standing firm regardless of wind or rain. His image at this moment seems to be that of a ruthless and black-hearted boss who only wants to squeeze the labor of his employees, which makes people feel fearful.

However, in front of him, Qiu Qianqian stood, tears welling up in her eyes, but she bit her lips to prevent them from falling. Her thin body trembled like a leaf about to wither in the cold wind. She looked up at Feng Yihao. There was confusion, grievance, and expectation in her eyes, but more importantly, determination.

Feng Yihao's words were like the sun in spring, breaking through the ice and shining on her snow-covered heart. The piece of snow melted by the sun turned into hot tears, sliding down Qiu Qianqian's cheeks. Her originally strong heart suddenly became extremely soft.

She listened to Feng Yihao's words, which were clearly ruthless orders and accusations, but they sounded so warm to her, like her father's spurs and her mother's encouragement. This kind of warmth made her feel like she had found home, and that long-lost sense of belonging made her feel extremely comforted. She knew that she finally had something to do and no longer had to be confused. Her life began to make sense again.

"Boss, are you really willing to let me take over Qidian Real Estate? I..." Qiu Qianqian hesitated to speak. She looked at Feng Yihao, her eyes full of expectation and anxiety, like a child eager to be recognized by her father.

Feng Yihao looked at her, with an imperceptible tenderness flashing in his eyes, "Of course I want you to take over." His tone revealed an unquestionable firmness, "Qidian Real Estate was established by you, you don't care who is in charge. ? Do you still want me to clean up the mess for you?" He paused and softened his tone slightly, "If you don't take over, tens of thousands of employees will have to wait to lose their jobs."

Feng Yihao is not joking. Qidian Real Estate requires a large amount of capital injection. Only in the hands of Qiu Qianqian can it be transferred to Shenhao Fund.

Otherwise, there is really no way to invest in it anymore.

Qiu Qianqian took a deep breath, as if she wanted to suck all the fear and anxiety in her heart into her lungs, and then discharge them completely. She clenched her fists, her fingers turning white, highlighting her inner determination. She raised her head and looked at Feng Yihao in front of her. Her eyes were firm and bright, like the brightest stars in the night sky. She said: "Boss, you can let others take over. I am willing to start from the grassroots level, start from scratch, and make up for my mistakes in Qidian Real Estate step by step." Her voice was full of determination, and every word was like a hammer. It hit Feng Yihao's heart like this.

Feng Yihao looked at her, his sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. He curled his lips, seemingly disdainful, but there was a trace of imperceptible appreciation in his eyes. He said calmly: "Okay, stop talking nonsense. I don't trust anyone else, I only trust you." His words were simple and direct, but they were like a key, opening a room deep in Qiu Qianqian's heart. He took out a black card from the drawer. The card was filled with a mysterious luster, as if it had endless power. He handed it to Qiu Qianqian, "Take this card. There are 50 billion in it. The password is six zeros."

"Boom!" Qiu Qianqian's heart seemed to be struck by lightning at this moment, shock and confusion intertwined. She looked at the World UnionPay Supreme Black Card in front of her. The black card seemed so heavy in her hand. She was confused, stupid, her mind went blank, and she even felt suffocated. She had just lost 30 billion, and now Feng Yihao gave her another 50 billion and asked her to continue taking over Qidian Real Estate. This kind of trust and support made her feel beyond words. She didn't know how she should respond to this trust. She only knew that somewhere deep in her heart had been deeply touched.

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