Zhang Qiang was right, if I went to negotiate with the Shi Family, success wasn't guaranteed.
Thinking of this, Huang Qin fell silent.
Seeing this, a glint of satisfaction flashed in Zhang Qiang's eyes, quietly waiting for her response.
Huang Qin lowered her eyes, staring at the distant lawn, her turbulent emotions hidden from view.
In the distance, where the sea met the sky, clouds slowly stacked up, dividing the once clear sky into patches of light and shadow.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught Zhang Qiang's smug smile, like a thorn piercing her heart.
Outsiders only saw her company thriving, with its glass-walled headquarters standing tall in the city's most bustling district, but no one knew that the core business had long hit a bottleneck.
The stockpiled goods in the warehouse had become a hot potato, and cash flow was already strained to the limit.
In last month's emergency board meeting, the financial statements stung her eyes painfully.
