Chapter 658: Chapter 658: Do You Think We’re a Garbage Dump?

Collecting rent requires verifying information, listening to reports from the manager, and checking the ledgers personally.

Nan Qiao felt overwhelmed, so she concentrated on chatting with Bai Jingting and stopped looking at the ledgers.

“Qiaoqiao, wait until you’ve had the baby to go. We’ll help take care of the child so you can enjoy yourself. Young people shouldn’t just focus on making money; they need to learn to enjoy life.”

Nan Qiao felt that Bai Jingting was acting strangely today, different from usual.

The elder brother cared for her, and she wouldn’t refute him because he had her best interest in mind.

“Elder brother, I understand.”

“Focus on your tasks for now, and come home early tonight. Lao San is also coming back, and our uncle’s family is visiting. We’ll have a reunion dinner together.”

“Okay.”

Nan Qiao hung up the phone.

The person in charge smiled at her: “Mr. Qiao, which book would you like to look at first?”

Nan Qiao: “…”

“Leave the things here, you go ahead and take care of other things; I’ll contact you when I’m done looking through them.”

“Okay.”

The manager walked away.

Nan Qiao made a phone call; three suit-clad professionals arrived.

Leading them was a mature woman, exuding intellectual beauty and radiating sharpness with every movement, clearly a decisive and capable female entrepreneur.

“Qiaoqiao, you’ve finally thought of me, quite rare.” The woman sat down.

Nan Qiao: “Sister Lu, how could I forget you? You’re so beautiful and capable; you’re my idol.”

Sister Lu: “…”

“Tell me, what ledgers do you need me to go through?”

Nan Qiao pointed to the table filled with ledgers: “Sister Lu, thank you for your hard work.”

Sister Lu: “…”

So many ledgers.

Sister Lu took a deep breath.

“Fang jie, you’ve expanded your empire again, bought properties somewhere else? You’ve got homes worldwide, haven’t you?”

Nan Qiao: “To be honest, the properties here aren’t just mine; they’re also my man’s.”

“Your man?” Sister Lu exclaimed in surprise.

Nan Qiao: “I’m no longer single, Sister Lu; I’ll introduce my man to you later.”

Sister Lu seemed to freeze, unable to fathom what kind of man could be with someone as youthful and unbeatable as Nan Qiao.

“I wonder which lucky bastard got such an outstanding woman like you, Qiaoqiao—with beauty that overshadows the moon, incredible abilities, and a brilliant mind. The man with you must have saved the world in a past life.”

Nan Qiao laughed: “You’re praising me so much; I’m feeling shy now.”

“I’m just telling the truth; you’re naturally exceptional, better than many people I know,” Sister Lu said sincerely.

Sister Lu didn’t continue with pleasantries and went straight into work mode.

She and her team started going through the daunting ledgers for Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao delegated the task, relished the leisure, and left.

…

Fu Qingyan went out for a job interview at a fashion company, the nemesis to Nan Qiao’s company.

The company’s interviewer, upon learning Fu Qingyan was here for an interview, decided to meet this person directly.

Fu Qingyan sat in the interview room. It was stylishly decorated and immensely luxurious, comparable to a hotel’s lobby.

While Fu Qingyan surveyed the room’s design, the door was pushed open.

Sister Wang walked in wearing a white blouse, black pants, with heels clicking ominously on the floor, each step deepening the pit in Fu Qingyan’s heart.

Fu Qingyan’s heart skipped a beat, sensing Sister Wang’s hostility.

“Miss Fu wants to interview for our company? You have good taste.” Sister Wang laughed and took a seat.

Fu Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief and returned the smile.

“Your company is a top brand in the industry; I believe no designer wouldn’t want to join.”

Sister Wang: “Since you know so much, you should be aware of our hiring standards, right?”

Fu Qingyan: “I know.”

Sister Wang’s smile carried a hint of mockery: “Knowing that, you still dare to interview with us; commendable courage!”

Being humiliated, Fu Qingyan tensed up, her expression unnatural.

Sister Wang continued: “What makes you think our company would want a designer with no ability like yourself? Your expectations are quite high! With what you’ve done at your previous company, who in the industry doesn’t know? Do you think we’re a garbage dump?”

Fu Qingyan: “…”

She came for the interview because this company was at odds with Nan Qiao’s.

Never did she expect, not only the rejection, but also such humiliating words, leaving her no way to save face.

Sister Wang’s mouth didn’t stop, with relentless sarcasm making Fu Qingyan’s head feel buried in the sand.

Fu Qingyan interrupted Sister Wang: “You’re not involved, how do you know it’s definitely me who was negligent? Even if you’re not hiring me, you shouldn’t humiliate me like this, right?”

Fu Qingyan was furious.

“I’m not involved, but I know anyone Mr. Qiao fires must be no good.”

Fu Qingyan: ??

Fu Qingyan wanted to ask: aren’t you the nemesis of Nan Qiao?

Isn’t the enemy of my enemy supposed to be my friend?

Sister Wang, are you stupid?

Sister Wang isn’t stupid at all.

Sister Wang answered the unspoken question of Fu Qingyan: “Your little tricks, I know them all. Although we’re opposed to Mr. Qiao, we admire his capabilities and understand his character. If she can’t tolerate you, you must be little trash that can’t stand up.”

Fu Qingyan: “…”

Fu Qingyan rose and left, too angry to hold back.

Sister Wang sneered disdainfully: “A lowly thing, really thinks our company is full of idiots with plenty of money?”

…

Fu Qingyan recounted the humiliation she faced there to Rong Yan, detailing how helpless and pitiable she felt.

To her surprise, Rong Yan listened without a word, offering no comfort.

Fu Qingyan was dumbfounded, was this still the Rong Yan she knew?

“Rong Yan, did you even listen to me?”

Rong Yan: “I did.”

Fu Qingyan’s eyes reddened with grievance: “I got humiliated during the interview, they rubbed my face in the dirt, what did I do wrong? I’m not a criminal.”

Rong Yan: “You didn’t commit any crimes, but you shouldn’t have gone to interview with the opposition of Mr. Qiao’s company. Has Mr. Qiao treated you badly? How can you possibly go against him?”

Fu Qingyan’s heart wrenched up and involuntarily said: “Rong Yan, do you like Mr. Qiao?”

“Fu Qingyan! Don’t insult Mr. Qiao! What am I? How could I deserve to like Mr. Qiao?” Rong Yan said, agitated.

How could he be worthy of liking Mr. Qiao!

Fu Qingyan immediately felt as if Rong Yan was scolding her.

If he wasn’t worthy of Nan Qiao, then he was worthy of liking her?

Rong Yan explained: “Mr. Qiao is so exceptional; I only admire and respect her. Don’t ever say such things again.”

Fu Qingyan: “Rong Yan, you’ve changed.”

Rong Yan went silent for a few seconds, gazing at Fu Qingyan, sadly: “I met a man with dyed yellow hair; he told me something.”

Fu Qingyan: “!!”

Nan Qiao had promised not to mention it!

Nan Qiao, the liar!