Before she knew it, it was four o’clock in the afternoon.
Li Qiao and Shang Yu were still busily engaged in the chairman’s office.
She occasionally glanced sideways, her gaze deeply fixed on the man’s figure, engrossed in his work.
Suddenly, those words Shang Yu had said in the afternoon unexpectedly floated into her mind.
——To gain their recognition, you still need to work hard.
Li Qiao’s eyes twinkled slightly, and her gaze landed on the upper-right corner of the document on the computer screen.
It was the logo of the Yan Emperor Group, the business empire he had founded with his own hands.
Shang Shaoyan, the South Sea merchant, represented a consortium whose power was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
The reason why the four assistants could stand shoulder to shoulder with him was definitely their remarkable abilities and tact.
And she, in every aspect, if even the four assistants were not convinced, how could she accompany him through future storms?
She understood the deeper meaning in Shang Yu’s words, some things do not need to be articulated, a silent agreement understood in the heart.
With these thoughts, Li Qiao lowered her eyelids, her fingertips gently caressing the document, and an involuntary smile appeared at the bottom of her eyes.
Not long past four thirty, Li Qiao had sent out the emails in her inbox and had provided detailed content explanations, then calmly shut down her computer.
Her working hours were from eight in the morning to four in the afternoon, and it was already past her time to get off work.
Shang Yu had just been called away by Liuyun, apparently to attend a board meeting.
Li Qiao sat at the desk pondering for a moment, took a sticky note and wrote down a sentence, walked over to the main desk, and stuck it within his easy reach.
After doing all these, Li Qiao picked up her backpack and left the company.
At five o’clock, Li Qiao drove to a residential area of tube houses near the River View Haoting Apartment.
This place was only a street away from the luxurious apartment, but the living standards were worlds apart.
The environment around the tube houses was somewhat noisy and crowded, with the disruptive sounds of construction coming from nearby building sites.
Li Qiao parked her car on the side of the street, as the information she had looked up showed that Guan Mingyu and her brother lived here in a basement room.
Li Qiao took out her phone to check something, just about to get out of the car when she heard a burst of mocking laughter from outside the window.
"Don’t you even look at your own face, and you have the gall to go on stage for a speech competition? Even if your speech is splendid, what good is it?"
"Exactly, Guan Mingyu, if I looked like you, I wouldn’t have the face to see anyone."
"Guan Mingyu, let me tell you, you’d better drop out of the speech competition now, or I’ll make you regret it."
Hmm, that’s a familiar name.
Li Qiao slowly rolled down the window and through the gap saw Guan Mingyu being shoved and taunted by several girls in school uniforms on the sidewalk.
"The homeroom teacher said that everyone can participate in that speaking competition..." Guan Mingyu timidly retorted, clutching her jacket, attempting to argue her case with reason.
At this moment, the girl leading the group harshly stepped forward, pointing her index finger fiercely at Guan Mingyu’s shoulder, "Do you really think you can compete with our Sister Yuan for ranks? Guan Mingyu, have you looked in the mirror before going on stage? Do you think you deserve it?"
Oh, this seems like a case of school bullying.
Li Qiao gathered the gist from their chattering conversation.
Guan Mingyu wanted to participate in a speech, but the others, relying on their numbers, wanted to force her to withdraw.
The reason, Li Qiao didn’t bother to ponder too deeply; it was either that Guan Mingyu’s speech had a high chance of winning or... these people simply wanted to bully her.
Li Qiao wasn’t someone who overflowed with sympathy, but maybe it was the overbearing tone of the other party’s speech that she couldn’t help but open the door and get out of the car.
The sound of the car door slamming caught the attention of the bullies in an instant.