Chapter 170: Loneliness After the Bustle

Chapter 170: Chapter 170: Loneliness After the Bustle

"You... I...!! I don’t care what you have to do, just make them disappear from my sight within ten minutes!!!"

Li Muwan’s chest heaved as she panted, furious.

"Are you crazy? If they leave, what are we going to use to compete with the other side?"

"Our faces? Won’t they just wipe the floor with us?"

Jiang Fan’s brow furrowed, and he looked at her as if she were a complete idiot.

"We’ll just have to think of another way!"

Although Li Muwan’s tone was harsh, there was a hint of uncertainty in it.

"No, what the hell is wrong with you?"

At that moment, he completely lost it.

"I told you from the start I wouldn’t accept this! I said you should handle it yourselves, but you refused and insisted I had to be the one to do it!!"

"Now I’ve racked my brain to come up with a plan, a strategy, and it’s already been implemented for almost a full day. And now you’re telling me it won’t work? You’re telling me it’s inappropriate and I have to make them leave?"

"Then you tell me, how am I supposed to explain this to them?"

"What the hell were you doing before? If you hadn’t made me do this in the first place, none of this would have happened!"

"You think you can just flap your lips and tell them to get lost?"

"Are they bothering you, or are you just feeling insecure??"

"Jiang Fan, how dare you speak to me like that!"

Li Muwan pointed a trembling finger at him.

"Let me tell you, they have to leave today. This is not up for discussion."

"Otherwise, the company won’t pay a single cent for this project!!"

Li Muwan’s stubborn streak flared up, and she locked horns with Jiang Fan.

"Fine, damn it! You get to say whatever you want."

"Well, I’m going to do it anyway. And I’m going to make this event a success and completely crush our competitors!"

After saying his piece, Jiang Fan turned and walked away, ignoring her completely.

"You..."

"Fine! Don’t you regret this. If Xuerong’s reputation is ruined because of what you’ve done, I’m telling you, you will be held responsible!!"

"The only thing I regret is being your son."

Jiang Fan snorted coldly.

This was the first time the two of them had ever had such a massive argument, and neither was willing to back down.

Jiang Fan went back to managing the event, while Li Muwan stormed out of the First Shopping Mall.

「By nearly 11:00 p.m.」

The foot traffic in the mall had dwindled to a minimum, and the various shops were closing one after another.

Jiang Fan gathered all the girls together.

He paid them one by one, placing the money in their hands. "Two thousand each. We pay daily and never delay."

"You all worked hard today."

"You can all sleep in tomorrow morning. We’ll start in the afternoon."

"When this is all over, I’ll treat everyone to a big feast."

Jiang Fan said with a smile.

After seeing the group of girls off in their cars, the mall’s main doors closed behind Jiang Fan.

Only then did he feel the pangs of hunger. He had been busy the entire day and hadn’t had so much as a drop of water.

"Come to the company. If I don’t see you in half an hour, I will shut down all six of your stores at once."

The text message from Li Muwan on his phone was glaring.

Jiang Fan clenched his fists.

’Does she think she owns these six stores? How can she use them to threaten me?’

But that lunatic Li Muwan was a woman of her word; she was absolutely capable of doing something like this.

He had poured too much of his heart and soul into those six stores. He would never allow it.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Jiang Fan spun around, headed for the parking lot, and drove straight to the company.

But when he arrived, the company building was completely dark, save for a security guard on duty in the guardhouse.

’There’s not a soul in sight. What did she call me over here for? Just to mess with me?’

He immediately pulled out his phone, about to call Li Muwan and ask what that crazy woman was planning.

The next second, a sliver of light appeared in the pitch-black office.

Li Muwan was standing at the door of her office, quietly watching him.

Jiang Fan froze, the angry expression on his face stiffening.

Seeing him, Li Muwan turned and went inside, but she didn’t close the door. Jiang Fan pushed it open and followed her in.

As he entered the office, he saw a meal laid out on a nearby table.

It had clearly just been heated up. On her desk sat a small box.

"Eat."

Li Muwan’s voice was cold, devoid of any emotion.

That tone of voice instantly made Jiang Fan’s temper flare up again.

"Not hungry. Not eating. If you have something to say, just say it."

"Eat or don’t, it’s up to you. But if you starve to death, I’ll shut down those six stores immediately. Xuerong can afford that small loss!"

Li Muwan sat calmly in her executive chair, as if she were discussing something utterly ordinary.

"You’re ruthless."

Jiang Fan sat down and began to shovel the food into his mouth. To be fair, the spread was quite impressive: braised fish, braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs...

There were six hearty dishes in total.

And it tasted damn good.

’But why does it taste so familiar the more I eat?’

He felt like he’d tasted it somewhere before.

He devoured all the food like a whirlwind sweeping away autumn leaves, then leaned back on the sofa, picking his teeth, and tried to recall where he had eaten this before. ’It tastes great, I have to go back for more next time.’

"You’ve finished eating. Now take your thing and get out."

Li Muwan pointed calmly at the small box on her desk.

Although he still acted a bit angry on the surface, Jiang Fan honestly felt a little warmth inside.

She should have gone home long ago, but she had waited for him here, prepared so much food, and even heated it up.

This kind of gesture wouldn’t be surprising from any other woman, but coming from Li Muwan, it was exceptionally rare.

Because of this, he found it hard to stay angry and obediently picked up the small box.

"Um, I’m about to head back... want to go together?"

Perhaps feeling a bit awkward, he asked the question as if possessed.