Chapter 331: Stolen Things Won’t Last Long, Joining the Set! (1)
Translator: _Min
Zuo Xianyu had never anticipated such a turn of events.
Caught completely off-guard, her face was sharply struck, leaving her ears ringing.
The sharp corner of the folder even left a bloody scratch on her face.
The conference room was eerily silent.
A few seconds later, the ringing in Zuo Xianyu’s ears subsided.
She turned her head, took a deep breath, and restrained her anger. “What does
Grandpa Feng mean by this?”
“What do I mean?” Elder Feng’s gaze no longer held the admiration of before, and his tone was cold and hard. “Zuo Xianyu, I watched you grow up. You were so bright at ten, and your grandfather was so happy to entrust you to me to teach you business.”
“You’ve been outstanding these past years, even earning an MBA from Great Xia University. Your grandfather even let you take the position of general manager directly. That was his trust in you. But what about after your grandfather passed?”
Elder Feng slammed the table. “Haven’t I told you that impatience doesn’t bring success in business? Being bold is necessary, but stability is key. Look at the mistakes you’ve made recently, and now this calculation!”
Zuo Xianyu picked up the scattered folder, and as she flipped through it, her gaze gradually hardened.
There was another glaring business error.
This time, her failure to correct it promptly caused Zuo Corporation to lose five hundred million overnight.
Though it was a drop in the bucket for Zuo Corporation , it was a loss caused by her mistake.
Zuo Xianyu, always so competitive, found this mistake more painful than death itself.
Under the meaningful glances of the higher-ups, a cold sweat broke out on Left Xianyu’s back, making her feel like thorns were pricking her.
“Having talent is good, but you can’t overuse it. What if it fades one day?” Elder Feng said, without any emotions in his voice, “You should take a break from work. Hand over your duties to Yuanyin.”
Zuo Yuanyin was not of Zuo Tianfeng’s lineage but from the third branch, which had gained momentum in the past two years.
“Xianyu, just listen to Elder Feng’s words, ” Zuo Yuanyin said with a clearly faked smile. “Take some time off, and maybe you’ll recover. Also, take care of the online outcry. The adopted outsider’s fans have been slandering our family.”
Zuo Xianyu clenched her fists, her eyes icy cold. “Yes, I understand.”
She didn’t linger and left the conference room.
Since Old Master Zuo’s passing, Si Fuqing’s luck had miraculously improved.
Correspondingly, the Zuo family had not been as smooth-sailing as before.
Zuo Xianyu, who didn’t believe in supernatural things and disapproved of the old lady’s devout Buddhist practices, had heard of borrowing luck.
Perhaps Si Fuqing had borrowed the Zuo family’s luck, allowing her to thrive in the entertainment industry.
Zuo Xianyu made a phone call, “Is the master from Sijiu City arranged?”
“Yes, they will arrive in Lin City at the beginning of next month,” came the respectful reply. “Miss Xianyu, rest assured, no matter what troubles the Zuo family faces, the master can solve them.”
“Good,” said Zuo Xianyu. “We don’t have much time. It must be resolved quickly.”
Atter tne call, sne massaged ner temples ana exnalea slowly.
A few days ago, the old lady had also invited a master to the Zuo household. That master had merely said, “Stolen things won’t last long,” before hurriedly leaving.
He didn’t explain anything else, just leaving the old lady frightened for days and wasting the Zuo family’s money for nothing.
Zuo Xianyu hoped that this time, the master from Sijiu City would be more helpful.
The next morning, still in slumber, Si Fuqing was awakened by Little Bai tugging at her clothes. After freshening up, she was ushered into the car.
It wasn’t until a hot meat bun fully woke her up.
She tousled her bed hair, took a bite of the meat bun, and then saw Shang Lu loading ingredients into the car, box after box.
Si Fuqing slowly said, “We’re going for survival, not camping.”
“This is what Mr. Yu instructed me to bring for you,” Shang Lu wiped his sweat. “He said it’s remote there, and the food can’t compare to home, so we must bring some ingredients for Miss Si to nourish herself.” Si Fuqing nodded and smiled. “You mean you can cook?”
Shang Lu was taken aback, stammering, “I can’t, actually.” Little Bai looked at him with disdain.
A bodyguard who can’t cook is not a good bodyguard.
“I can’t cook either,” Si Fuqing said, propping her chin.
“But Ningning said she’s going home too. These ingredients are quite rare, so
I’ll give them to her. I’ll thank the boss in advance..”
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