Chapter 459 - The First Song of Qin (32) (2/2)

The video wasn’t that long—it merely consisted of the signing and exchange of documents.

But at the very end, Qiao Qian’qian saw one of the representatives talking to Shi Sheng, who was seated beside Qin Ge, in a careful manner.

The other also nodded his head slightly, clearly trying to stay on her good side…

Qiao Qian’qian tightened her grip on the mouse. ‘Her again! Qiao Chu!’

Bzzz… Bzzz bzzz…

The sounds of her phone vibrating echoed around the room. Seeing the name of the caller, Qiao Qian’qian felt a surge of annoyance.

She looked at the phone. Only when the call was about to end did she pick it up.

“Mum?”

“Qian’qian, send me some money. My luck today hasn’t been too good.”

The sounds of mah-jong tiles clacking could be heard from the other end.

“Mum, you haven’t recovered yet. Why have you gone to play mah-jong again?” Qiao Qian’qian frowned.

“Oh it’s not that serious. Mum’s fine, don’t worry. Quickly send the money to me. I’ll be hanging up now.”

“Mum, I’m—”

Beep beep beep…

Now that the company was in this state, where was Qiao Qian’qian supposed to find the money? Having been angered by Qiao-mu, Qiao Qian’qian didn’t send her any.

When Qiao-mu went home that night, she went straight for Qiao Qian’qian’s room and aggressively questioned the latter, “Qian’qian, why didn’t you send me the money this afternoon? Mum lost a lot of face!”

Ever since Qiao-mu got addicted to mah-jong, she’d feel uncomfortable if she didn’t play it. But her body hadn’t been in good condition to begin with—how could her body take this?

The reason Qiao Qian’qian had gone to see Qiao-fu that time was because Qiao-mu ended up hospitalised from playing too much mah-jong.

“Mum, don’t you know about the company’s current state—”

“The company is so big. How much money could I have taken?” Qiao-mu didn’t really understand companies, but she felt like they should have a lot of money, so the amount she took wouldn’t have totalled even a percentage.

Having been interrupted, Qiao Qian’qian felt a bit angry. “It’s not like you don’t know that one of our shareholders has run off with our money. I’m still thinking of ways to fill in the gap; where do you expect me to produce money to give to you?”

‘If it wasn’t for her, would I have taken over this mess of a company? I tire myself out for nothing!’

Qiao-mu frowned at being yelled at by Qiao Qian’qian. “Qian’qian, don’t learn from your ungrateful sister. Look at what she’s become. Besides, what else do I have besides this bit of entertainment? It’s not like I understand the company matters, and you say I’m only making things worse by being there. Won’t you let me find something to pass the time with since I can’t go there?”

Hearing Qiao-mu mention Qiao Chu, Qiao Qian’qian felt even angrier. “She’s rich now, so why don’t you go look for her?!”

“Qiao Qian’qian!” Qiao-mu’s expression immediately turned serious. “Are you planning on learning from Qiao Chu and opposing me?”

Don’t assume that all educated people are reasonable—when those sorts of people turn unreasonable, they were even more scary than their uneducated counterparts.

Qiao Qian’qian had no way to deal with Qiao-mu’s harassment. Adding on to the fact that she had a pile of paperwork to get through, she could only give Qiao-mu money to shoo the latter off.

Qiao-mu had only just left the room when Qiao Qian’qian’s phone rang again.

Seeing the name of the caller, Qiao Qian’qian’s expression turned even more unsightly.

“Ms Qiao, didn’t you say you’d definitely be able to get close to Qin Ge?” The other party’s tone wasn’t good, even containing a hint of questioning.

“This time was just—”

They didn’t give Qiao Qian’qian a chance to explain as they cut her off, “No need to explain, Ms Qiao. Our co-operation ends here. As for your company, I will be withdrawing my funding immediately. Take care.”

The other party didn’t immediately hang up, instead saying in an odd voice, “Ms Qiao isn’t resolute enough. People like this never accomplish anything big.”

Beep beep beep…

‘Am I not?’ Qiao Qian’qian’s grip on her phone slowly tightened.

‘…Yeah. I’m not.’