PDLP Chapter 208 Classification
Chapter 208 Classification
“Next, he may resort to more drastic measures.”
Chen Yun frowned, a hint of worry in her voice: "Then what should we do next?"
Xie Linxiao put down the documents, his gaze resolute.
"Continue to collect evidence of Zhang Baowang's crimes, while strengthening control over the company's internal operations."
"We cannot give him any chance to fight back."
Chen Yun nodded, her tone tinged with admiration: "Understood, President Xie. I will continue to follow up."
Xie Linxiao stood up, walked to the window, and looked down at the city's night view, his tone carrying a hint of profound meaning.
"The factional struggle within Hongtian Entertainment has reached a fever pitch."
"We have a slight advantage this time, but the real competition has just begun."
On the other side, Bai Ye'er's face turned extremely ugly upon learning that Tong Shicheng had been arrested.
She sat on the sofa in her luxurious apartment, her hand gripping her phone tightly, her knuckles white from the force, as if she wanted to crush it.
Her eyes were cold, her lips were tightly pressed together, and she exuded a suppressed anger.
Outside the apartment's floor-to-ceiling windows, the city's night view was dazzling, but Bai Ye'er had no heart to appreciate it.
The image of Tong Shicheng being taken away by the police kept replaying in her mind, and his disheveled face made her heart pound.
She knew in her heart that Tong Shicheng's capture not only meant that Zhang Baowang's power had been severely damaged, but also that her own situation had become precarious.
"Tong Shicheng...that useless piece of trash!"
Bai Ye'er gritted her teeth and cursed in a low voice, her voice trembling slightly.
She stood up, walked to the wine cabinet, grabbed a bottle of red wine, poured herself a glass, and took a big gulp.
The spiciness of the alcohol calmed her down a little, but her unease grew stronger.
She recalled how she had taken the initiative to approach Zhang Baowang and made a deal with him in order to protect herself.
It was a gloomy, rainy night. Bai Ye'er braved the heavy rain and knocked on Zhang Baowang's office door.
Her hair was soaked by the rain and clung to her cheeks, making her look particularly disheveled.
Zhang Baowang sat behind his desk, looking at her coldly, his tone laced with sarcasm.
"What is it, Miss Bai? Is something the matter so late?"
Bai Ye'er gritted her teeth and got straight to the point.
“Mr. Zhang, I know that Tong Shicheng has become your discarded pawn.”
"I don't want to follow in his footsteps. I'm willing to do anything for you, just please save me."
Zhang Baowang raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his voice: "Oh? What can you do for me?"
A ruthless glint flashed in Bai Ye'er's eyes.
“I know that Tong Shicheng has a lot of dirt on you, and I can help you get that evidence.”
"Moreover, I can also help you deal with Xie Linxiao and Jiang Songchu."
Zhang Baowang was silent for a moment, then laughed.
"Well, Miss Bai is indeed a smart person."
"However, I have a condition."
"What are the conditions?" Bai Ye'er asked.
Zhang Baowang stood up, walked up to her, and said in a low voice.
"From now on, you must obey me completely. You must do whatever I tell you to do."
Bai Ye'er gritted her teeth and finally nodded: "I promise you."
After he finished speaking, the office door was locked, and no one knew what happened inside.
Recalling that unbearable past, Bai Ye'er's face grew even more gloomy.
She looked down at the wine glass in her hand; the liquid inside gleamed a dark red under the light, as if it were a symbol of her inner anger and humiliation.
"Zhang Baowang...you old fox!"
Bai Ye'er cursed under her breath, her tone tinged with resentment.
She knew that although she had temporarily escaped disaster, Zhang Baowang's conditions were like an invisible shackle, firmly binding her.
She had to do things for him, even at the cost of sacrificing her own dignity and freedom.
Thinking of this, a strong sense of humiliation welled up in her heart.
But soon, she forced herself to calm down.
She walked to the mirror, looked at herself in the mirror, and her eyes gradually became firm.
“I can’t just sit here and wait to die… I have to find a way to break free from Zhang Baowang’s control.”
Bai Ye'er murmured softly, her tone carrying a hint of determination.
His gaze then hardened: "Then, Xie Linxiao..."
At this point, Bai Ye'er's smile suddenly turned strange...
Two days after the news broke, Jiang Songchu started school.
As the second semester of her first year of high school was about to begin, she felt a mix of anticipation and complicated emotions.
The night before school started, she packed her schoolbag and organized her holiday homework and stationery.
Mo Bao squatted to the side, tilting his head to look at her, as if wondering why she was so busy.
"Mo Bao, I'm going to school tomorrow. You have to stay home and keep Grandma Feng and Grandpa Xie company, okay?"
Jiang Songchu squatted down and gently rubbed Mo Bao's head, her tone tender.
Mo Bao meowed and rubbed its head against her hand in response.
The next morning, Jiang Songchu got up early and put on the school uniform of No. 39 Middle School.
Wearing her school uniform, with the No. 39 Middle School badge on her chest standing out, and with a headband and her long hair flowing down, she looked exceptionally energetic.
Grandma Feng specially asked the housekeeper to prepare a sumptuous breakfast for her, while Grandpa Xie sat at the table, reading the newspaper and giving her instructions.
"Songchu, study hard in the new semester, don't overwork yourself, and take care of your health."
Jiang Songchu smiled and nodded.
"Okay, Grandpa Xie. You and Grandma take good care of yourselves too. I'll be back this weekend."
After finishing breakfast, Jiang Songchu slung her backpack over her shoulder, walked out of the Rhine Villa, and got into Oman's car.
The morning sun shone on her, and a gentle breeze brought a touch of coolness.
She took a deep breath, her heart filled with anticipation for the new semester.
Upon arriving at the school, Jiang Songchu went straight to the teaching building.
The campus of No. 39 Middle School was still bustling with activity, as students walked together in twos and threes, discussing their holiday experiences and plans for the new semester.
Jiang Songchu walked to the bulletin board and checked the class assignment list.
The school has pre-assigned students to classes based on their wishes, and the results for the science and humanities classes have been announced.
"Chu Chu!"
Qin Weiwei's voice came from behind.
Jiang Songchu turned around and saw Qin Weiwei running towards her with a bright smile on her face.
"Vivi!"
Jiang Songchu laughed too, and the two hugged.
"Have you seen the class assignment list?" Qin Weiwei asked.
Jiang Songchu nodded: "I saw it. We both went to the science class, while Ning An and Ziyi went to the humanities class."
Qin Weiwei sighed, a hint of regret in her voice.
"It's a pity that the four of us can't be in the same class anymore, but luckily the dormitory hasn't changed, so we can still live together."
Jiang Songchu smiled and patted her on the shoulder.
"Yeah, at least the dorm is still 309, and we can still stay up all night chatting together!"