The old wooden door creaked open, and Xie Yongqiang spotted the visitor, a playful smirk curling at his lips.
"Uncle Xie, I... I beg you, please give me some more time, okay?"
"I promise I'll gather the money to repay you within three days!"
Tang Yao clenched her hands into fists, her face full of pleading.
The smirk on Xie Yongqiang's lips grew more pronounced, yet he coldly snorted: "What do you mean? You can't get us back into Tianyun International?"
Tang Yao's face turned deathly pale, and she nodded weakly.
Xie Yongqiang and his son picked the worst possible person to provoke, getting on the wrong side of Ye Huan, the vice president and husband to the CEO.
Tianyun International was not publicly listed; the two presidents were the absolute bosses, wielding unparalleled power. Without their approval, Tang Yao, a mere employee, had no way to get Xie Yongqiang and his son reinstated in the company.
