I just want to start a career when I travel to the brainless

Lin Qingqian was silent for a while, then nodded, "Okay, let's go to this section first."

Song Qing Yueqiang smiled, and looked at Lin Qingqian with his chin in his hand, "Tell me how you managed to make a big splash in the boardroom? You got rid of a veteran director."

"Actually, it's also because he has a weakness, or he wanted to quit a long time ago, and I just took advantage of it." Lin Qingqian picked up the warm water that had been placed on the bedside table, took a sip, and moisturized Some dry lips, then said softly, "Didn't I say that I found a reason? That reason... I created it."

"Cheng Yuanqing's position determines that he has to look over a lot of documents every day. Some of these documents he understands and some do not understand, but for him it is just a matter of stamping and signing... After all, he came to us for gilding , it’s the norm to give a position that has some power but doesn’t do bad things.”

Song Qingyue pondered for a while, "So what does that excuse mean?"

Lin Qing pursed her lips slightly, not knowing whether to say it or not.

The child's overly sensitive reaction just now made her a little embarrassed.

Song Qingyue felt something was wrong, and wrapped his gentle but strong arm around Lin Qingqian's throat, half joking and half serious, and said, "Why, is it something shameful?"

Lin Qingqian removed this person and rubbed her head, "It's shameless." She shook her head and smiled wryly, "It's just that I transferred a document related to Zhou Ying's corruption case to him. in the file."

Song Qingyue blinked her eyes, shook her head, "I don't understand."

Lin Qingqian smiled helplessly, "He was framed by me, understand?"

"It deserves it," Song Qingyue spat, and patted the back of Lin Qingqian's hand, "Good job!"

Lin Qingqian looked at the child who was filled with righteous indignation with a little confusion and a little joy, and felt a little better.

Fortunately, the child is not the hopeless "cynic" he imagined.

"Keep going," Song Qingyue was excited again, and poked Lin Qingqian's waist, "What do you do next?"

"What else can I do? Follow it all the way to the end." Lin Qing lightly smiled, "follow this clue I laid down and search all the way up until I find the top of the forest, and then make a deal with Li Bing Zhouying, using Zhouying He is definitely willing to abdicate in exchange for the rest of his life to be safe."

She briefly talked about how she persuaded Li Bing and how she deterred Zhou Ying, which made the child's eyes sparkle. "By the way, how much has Zhou Ying been greedy for?" The child suddenly felt something was wrong.

Lin Qingqian moistened her throat while holding up four fingers.

"400 million?" Song Qingyue asked tentatively.

Lin Qingqian nearly spit out a sip of water, coughing violently, "Are you looking down on Lin or Zhou Ying?"

Song Qingyue was shocked: "4000 million?"

"How can there be only so little," Lin Qingqian muttered, "four hundred million."

She saw Song Qingyue's mouth opened, but nothing came out.

After a long time, she spoke again, her voice was hoarse and unbelievable, "Lin Qingqian, he has been greedy for so much, where did the money come from?"

"Cheating, deducting wages, lying about losses, tax evasion..." Lin Qingqian listed a long list of possibilities almost instantly, "In short, it's not a fun thing."

Lin's smooth start at the beginning could not be separated from this veteran, who used almost seamless means to make the bloody primitive accumulation of capital civilized—or at least it seemed to be civilized.

After all, it is a civilized society now, and capitalists always have civilized means to exploit.

The strange feeling in Song Qingyue's heart surged up again: "Then, if he goes to jail, how long will he be in prison?"

"30 years? 50 years? Or no period." Lin Qingqian shrugged, "[-] million."

"But he retired just like that," Song Qingyue muttered to himself, "With [-] million yuan, with other people's hard-earned money, how can he retire honorably?"

She finally knew where the strange feeling of hearing Cheng Yuanqing and Steven's story came from.

So Lin Qingqian suddenly saw Song Qingyue sitting up and staring into her eyes, "Lin Qingqian, Cheng Yuanqing is a rapist, but he got off the hook; Steven is a gambler who needs a lot of money, He didn't care about his father and only thought about extortion, but he also got a lot of money; Zhou Ying got so much money, but he retired safely." She grabbed Lin Qingqian's hand, "Don't you think Is there something wrong?"

Lin Qingqian stared into her eyes, slowly shook her head, "I don't think so."

Song Qingyue lost his composure, "Lin Qingqian, you are not a god!"

How can these criminals escape the justice?

These are not minor issues, they are all major issues involving the public order and good customs of society and the unspoken rules of operation.

Rape, gambling, embezzlement.

Song Qingyue's lips trembled slightly, annoyed that he hadn't noticed it in time before, "Lin Qingqian, they should be sent to prison."

"Impossible," Lin Qingqian refused instantly, "For the current situation, I have already ceded a lot of benefits."

To punish these people means that everything has to be overthrown and restarted.

Song Qingyue was furious, and his voice was sharp, "Lin Qingqian, you are not qualified to judge them instead of the law."

She still retained some sense and didn't say anything more hurtful.

Lin Qingqian, you don't have the right to transcend the law and walk on the border between black and white, good and evil, just relying on the Lin family behind you.

What she Song Qingyue hates the most is people who do whatever they want with their privileges.

Mu Huacheng is, Cheng Yuanqing is, and Zhou Ying is too.Steven barely counts.

She didn't want Lin Qingqian either.

Lin Qingqian let out a heavy breath, shook her head slowly but firmly, "No."

She said with some pleading tone: "Qingyue, don't interfere with my management of Lin's."

"No, no, no, I won't interfere," Song Qingyue shook his head like a rattle, "But this time, you crossed the line Lin Qingqian."

The law cannot be manipulated by anyone.

Lin Qingqian stretched out her hand, covered her face, and also concealed the regretful sigh.

Naturally, he was not regretting what he had done, but regretting, and he should not have confessed to Song Qingyue.

Now, it is difficult for her to end.

The wind outside the window suddenly became stronger, causing the branches to sway, and a dark cloud floated over, blocking the light.

The sky suddenly darkened.

"What if I don't?" Lin Qingqian slowly spit out these words.

Song Qingyue reached out, grabbed her wrist covering her face, and said softly, "I will... ignore you."

Lin Qing raised her head abruptly, her eyes were instantly bloodshot, "Qingyue, don't make fun of this kind of thing."

"I'm not joking," Song Qingyue looked at the sudden ferocious look on Lin Qingqian's face, and slowly smoothed her frowning brows with his fingers, "You know, I can't bear it."

She watched Lin Qingqian bury her face in her palm again, and fell backwards, lying on the bed, her chest didn't rise and fall at all, she looked dead and indifferent.

Song Qingyue hooked her finger anxiously, and tugged, "Lin Qingqian?"

Lin Qingqian's fingers trembled slightly, slowly holding hers, and then clenched tightly.

"You're not kidding." There was an inaudible sigh from under the palm.

"No."

Lin Qingqian put down her hands, with a flawless smile on her face, "Okay."

Song Qingyue looked at Lin Qingqian's appearance, and a chill slowly crept into his heart.

Lin Qingqian seemed to be a little different.

"Hey, it's me." Lin Qingqian acted vigorously and immediately got up and called the secretary, "Make arrangements..."

Song Qingyue sat on the bed and listened quietly.

There are some technical terms—or the slang words in the industry that she doesn't understand very well. All she knows is that Lin Qingqian has paid a great price for these.

"I'm not kidding, just do as I say." Lin Qingqian hung up the phone, turned her head and smiled at the child, "I'll go to the study, don't come in."

Song Qingyue pursed her lips, stood up, hugged her, and said softly, "Sorry, but..."

"There's nothing to be sorry about," Lin Qing smiled and pushed her away, patting her head, "It's my fault."

Song Qingyue watched Lin Qingqian turn his head and walk towards the study, clenching his fingers helplessly.

She knew there had to be a better way.But memories of the tragic ending caused by Mu Huacheng's abuse of power and reckless actions flooded up: the pain hidden in the vicissitudes of the mother's tombstone, the cold raindrops dripped on the face, and fell on the arm holding the long-handled umbrella , very cool very cool.

Lin Qingqian should be glowing all over her body, how could she become like Mu Huacheng?

She closed her eyes in pain.

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Lin Qingqian walked to the study room, locked the door, stood in front of the desk, put the mobile phone on the table, tapped the table with her fingers, closed her eyes and waited quietly.

Ten minutes later, the phone rang on time, but she picked it up without looking at it.

"Mom, don't worry, I have thought about it carefully."

She still closed her eyes, as if she was covering something.

Lin Zhiyin didn't blame her, but asked softly, "Did Qingyue ask you to do it?"

Lin Qingqian denied, "No."

Lin Zhiyin sat on the sofa, holding the yellowed group photo in his hand, and after a long time, he said softly: "Three times the benefits ceded by the Cheng family may not be enough, we have to add more. The same as the other side; Zhou Ying is easy to handle, but you have to accept the possibility of his counterattack and the counterattack of the forces left behind, and Li Bing and Jiang Sheng may not trust you anymore, after all, this is a stab in the back .”

"I know." Lin Qingqian uttered three hard words.

"Even if the previous efforts are almost in vain?"

"……Um."

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On Lin Zhiyin's side, it was naturally the secretary she sent to Lin Qingqian to call.

But soon, the secretary received another call.

"Dong Song."

A somewhat annoyed voice came from the other side, "I think there should still be a basic tacit understanding between us."

The secretary frowned, "I didn't tell Mr. Lin about the documents."

"Then how did she react? Even if she cedes all the benefits, she must take herself out!"

"I don't know," the secretary shook his head in a daze. "Maybe, it's just luck."

"Fart!" The phone was hung up.

Song Chaodu was so angry that he threw the phone out, and took out a document with "Lin Qingqian" on the cover from the drawer. Among them, there were not many documents. Came out and threw it in the trash.

Now this thing is completely useless.

"Lin Qingqian, Lin Qingqian." He shook his head, "You're lucky this time."

He looked at another file.

"Lin Zhiyin" is written on the cover.