Liang Xingguo for Help

Liang Xingguo hesitated for a long while before finally knocking on Qin Qinghan's door.

Qin Qinghan was sorting out materials for the 9 o'clock meeting. Hearing someone knock, she gently called out, "Come in."

The door opened, and a visibly nervous Liang Xingguo walked in. He forced out a difficult smile towards Qin Qinghan, very politely saying, "Ms. Qin, I...I've come to apologize to you."

Qin Qinghan also hadn't expected the person to be Liang Xingguo. Liang was the company's vice president and had made many contributions. Without her, he would have been the undisputed choice for CEO.

Just two days ago at the celebration banquet, he had made clear where he stood. But initially, he had been reprimanded by Jiang Hao.

Qin Qinghan hurriedly got up and said, "Mr. Liang, let's put the past behind us. In the future, I'll still need Mr. Liang to take good care of my work."

Liang Xingguo was overjoyed at the favor shown him. He hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Ms. Qin, don't joke around. We recognize your capabilities. Today...today I came specifically to apologize for the matter a couple days ago. I hope...I hope Ms. Qin will give me a chance to repent."

Liang Xingguo's attitude was extremely fawning. Even his eyes were full of struggle.

Qin Qinghan could tell Liang Xingguo had not just come to apologize. He must have some request for her as well.

But Qin Qinghan remained polite, smiling as she said, "Mr. Liang, let's not dwell on the past. The meeting is about to start soon. If Mr. Liang has no other business, we can go to the meeting room now."

Hearing this, Liang Xingguo marveled inwardly at Qin Qinghan's magnanimity. But he still hesitated, his eyes filled with struggle.

After a long while, he finally gritted his teeth. To Qin Qinghan's astonishment, he suddenly knelt down before her.

Seeing this, Qin Qinghan hurriedly dodged to the side, very puzzled as she said, "Mr. Liang, I truly haven't taken the matter from two days ago to heart. Why must you be like this?"

Liang Xingguo did not feel kneeling was humiliating at all. On the contrary, he became even more nervous. Bowing his head, he pleaded, "Ms. Qin...please save my son."

Just yesterday, when his son was driving home, he had been forcibly taken away by some people. Liang Xingguo knew his son had offended someone. So if he did nothing, his son was as good as dead.

Qin Qinghan was instantly shocked. Frowning, she asked, "Mr. Liang, what happened to your son?"

Liang Xingguo cried bitterly, "Although that unfilial son of mine is a bit mischievous, he's never done anything to harm others. So I've always let him be.

"But a few days ago, he had too much to drink at a bar and ended up...offending someone from the underground society."

"Last night, my son was kidnapped by them. If Ms. Qin doesn't help me, my son will definitely die."

By the end, Liang Xingguo was crying even more bitterly.

Qin Qinghan was soft-hearted by nature. Seeing Liang Xingguo's state, she also felt somewhat sympathetic.

But Qin Qinghan's expression was very conflicted. She said bitterly, "Mr. Liang, how could you think I'd be able to help you?"

Liang Xingguo cried, "Ms. Qin, everyone knows that even the overlord Jiang Hao calls you sister-in-law. If you just give Brother Hao a call, he definitely won't ignore it."

Hearing this, Qin Qinghan felt even more bitter inside. To have her call Jiang Hao, how could she do that? She was still struggling to avoid those people.

After all, those people had always been helping her, and her debts to them were growing. She already had Ye Fengwu by her side. Was she really going to get tangled up with the underworld?

Just as Qin Qinghan was silently conflicted, Ye Fengwu suddenly walked in.

Seeing Ye Fengwu, Qin Qinghan instinctively felt her mood lighten considerably. With him here, she could always feel so at ease.

Before she knew it, Qin Qinghan looked to Ye Fengwu for help.

Ye Fengwu pretended he hadn't seen Qin Qinghan's pleading gaze. He walked over to her desk with a sly smile and casually sat down in the swivel chair. Even more annoyingly, he put both feet up on the desk, exuding a roguish air.

Had he come to watch the show? To see her embarrass herself? Qin Qinghan felt bitter inside. She couldn't help giving Ye Fengwu an annoyed glance.

Liang Xingguo also saw Ye Fengwu. He knew Ye Fengwu's terror and was wary of this man deep down.

Qin Qinghan shook her head helplessly, then said to Liang Xingguo: "Mr. Liang, you might as well ask him."

Qin Qinghan passed the burden to Ye Fengwu.

Hearing this, Ye Fengwu was briefly surprised. He glanced at Qin Qinghan, clearly not expecting her to push the matter onto him.

Faced with Ye Fengwu's meaningful look, all Qin Qinghan could do was lower her head pitifully. Her charming and tender appearance was extremely cute.

Liang Xingguo looked up at Ye Fengwu, a trace of wariness in his tone: "Brother Wu...please save my son, Mr. Liang Xingguo will repay you like an ox or horse in the future."

Having heard Jiang Hao address Ye Fengwu as Brother Wu, Liang Xingguo also called him that.

Ye Fengwu lit a cigarette for himself and lazily blew out a smoke ring. Unhurriedly, he said, "Sorry, if my wife is unwilling to help, I'm even less able."

Though Ye Fengwu didn't explain why, it was obvious he was unwilling to make the call.

Seeing this, Liang Xingguo became extremely anxious. He pleaded with his gaze towards Qin Qinghan at the side.

Qin Qinghan was utterly helpless. How could she not know what Ye Fengwu was thinking? He was forcing her to make the call, to take the initiative to interact with those people.

Qin Qinghan looked at Ye Fengwu bitterly and gently said, "Please...help Mr. Liang."

Ye Fengwu picked up the mouse on the desk and opened Minesweeper on the computer. As he played, he lazily said, "It's not that I don't want to help, it's that I can't bring it up. Who knows what his son did? If he harassed someone's woman or insulted someone's lackey, it would be awkward for me to step in."

Qin Qinghan was anxious. Ye Fengwu clearly didn't want to help.

Left with no choice, determination flashed in Qin Qinghan's eyes. She walked up to Ye Fengwu and said with pursed lips, "Then give me Jiang Hao's number. I'll call him."

Hearing this, the corners of Ye Fengwu's mouth slightly turned up. Only then did he leisurely take out his phone and bring up Jiang Hao's number.

Qin Qinghan took the phone, about to call, when Ye Fengwu snatched it back.

Qin Qinghan's brows knitted together. She complained, "Didn't you say to let me call?"

Ye Fengwu glanced at the other phone on the desk. Irritably he said, "I'll read you the number. Use your own phone."

Hearing this, for the first time Qin Qinghan felt Ye Fengwu was so shameless she wanted to scold him.

But she was powerless against him. She could only pick up her own phone.

Then Ye Fengwu read Jiang Hao's number with a sly expression.

Beep... Beep...

Soon, the call connected. Qin Qinghan's exquisite face clearly showed some nervousness.

"Who is this?"

At this time, Jiang Hao's thick and powerful voice rang out from the phone, full of dominance.

Qin Qinghan's facial expression was stiff. Nervously, she said, "Hello, this is Qin Qinghan."

"Sister-in-law..."

On the phone, Jiang Hao's tone was somewhat surprised. He clearly hadn't expected Qin Qinghan to call him.

Qin Qinghan bit her red lip tightly, took a deep breath, and said, "I...I want to ask a favor of you."

Jiang Hao laughed. "Sister-in-law, just speak up. As long as Jiang Hao can accomplish it, I will certainly not refuse."

Jiang Hao's tone had already demonstrated his stance. He hadn't even asked what the matter was before agreeing outright.

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