CHAPTER 145: CHAPTER 143 BECOMING THE RICHEST PERSON IS THE GOAL

The next morning, Jian Xi changed into professional attire and drove to Haohan Group.

On the way, Wan Yu, the gossip king, called.

Jian Xi put on her Bluetooth headset.

"I heard that last night Si Yuhuan aggressively kicked down the door and barged into Fuyuan Official Residence. You two..." Wan Yu snickered incessantly.

Jian Xi cut off her fantasizing. "Don’t worry, nothing happened. I was throwing up from morning sickness."

Wan Yu clicked her tongue. "Poor Director Si. He must think he’s a disgusting person. His self-esteem has been dragged through the dirt. I bet he’s furious with you."

"Sorry to disappoint you, but when I came out of the restroom, he was gone."

Wan Yu was speechless for a moment. "So you’re still going to Haohan Group today?" she asked, sounding doubtful. She suspected the petty Si Yuhuan might abuse his power to make things difficult for her best friend.

Jian Xi curled her red lips and scoffed, "If I don’t show up, how can he prove his authority is inviolable?"

Wan Yu was at a loss for words. "Could it be that Si Yuhuan doesn’t mean it that way? I still think he’s interested in you."

"Interested enough to flirt with Jiang Qimeng countless times right in front of me, indulging her without any limits?"

"Forget it, forget it. Pretend I said nothing. You’re my best friend, and I’ve got your back. Here’s a huge scoop for you." Wan Yu sent Jian Xi a video clip. "You asked me to keep an eye on Jiang Qimeng. The nanny sent me this video, take a look."

As the car arrived in Haohan Group’s underground garage, Jian Xi opened the video.

The footage wasn’t clear, but Jiang Qimeng’s last words, "That damn old man, such a bother," were crystal clear.

She saved the video and got out of the car.

Just as she opened the car door, she saw a group of people fawning over Jiang Qimeng.

"Miss Jiang, I’ve long seen that you’re no ordinary person! Seeing how Director Si specially cares for you truly makes us envious. The position of President’s wife must be yours!"

"If there’s anything you need help with at work, just give the word. I’ll ensure everything is handled perfectly, so you won’t have to lift a finger."

"Miss Jiang is truly radiant and charming, graceful and proper. Just look at that temperament—one of a kind! Never mind men, even I, as a woman, am captivated by you."

"This is a limited-edition designer bag I just bought. The color matches your outfit so well. Please accept it."

"Please say a few good words for us to Director Si. This is just a small token of our appreciation."

A swarm of people pressed forward, their praises and offerings almost overflowing the entire garage.

"Excuse me, let me through," Jian Xi said, lifting her chin as she looked at the blocked elevator door.

The group stared at Jian Xi as if they had seen a ghost.

Jiang Qimeng’s face instantly fell. "Jian Xi, what are you doing here?"

They’re divorced! She should be long gone! Jiang Qimeng fumed internally. So annoying! Why do I have to see her here? What bad luck!

Jian Xi sneered, glancing at her scornfully. "A word of advice: don’t count your chickens before they hatch, or you might end up with nothing but disappointment."

Someone indignantly spoke up for Jiang Qimeng, "Jian Xi, you’re already divorced from Director Si, so don’t be too arrogant."

"Exactly! Offend Miss Jiang, and it won’t end well for you."

"You think you can compare yourself to Miss Jiang? How ludicrous!"

Jian Xi casually flicked her hair, dusted off her coat, and said calmly, "She’s wrapped up like a zongzi, yet you’re all still fawning over her. I seriously suggest you get your eyes checked. Haohan Group shouldn’t just get rid of useless employees; it should also oust these sycophants with defective eyes and brains."

She extended her arm, pushed Jiang Qimeng aside, and strode into the elevator.

Jiang Qimeng was so furious she nearly fainted.

Why! Why does Jian Xi still have the right to enter Haohan Group?

She had just tried some new medication and had come over intending to show Si Yuhuan her miserable state to gain his sympathy. She hadn’t expected to be so infuriated that she almost couldn’t catch her breath.

Jian Xi went straight to the marketing department.

As the "calamity star" walked in, no one dared to make a sound; they all quietly went about their business like ostriches.

Jian Xi slammed her bag on the desk. The spacious private office didn’t have a single file in it. What exactly did Si Yuhuan want her to do here?

Shortly after, Jiang Qimeng burst in, dragging the HR manager with her. Tears streamed down her face as she pointed at Jian Xi. "You! Quickly get security to throw her out! She’s already divorced from Yuhan and has no connection to Haohan Group whatsoever! Why should irrelevant people like her be allowed in?"

"What kind of HR manager are you? Don’t you know to get rid of her old workstation? Do I have to teach you everything?"

Her voice was painfully loud, and she kept hissing from the pain. The wounds on her body throbbed, and Jiang Qimeng felt that every breath she took was agonizing.

"Miss Jiang, please calm down."

Everyone in Haohan Group knew Miss Jiang had tested medication for the old chairman. She was a hero; even the President had to show her considerable respect. Naturally, she could act as she pleased.

"CEO Jian’s office was specifically arranged by Director Si early this morning," the HR manager said, flustered. "I really don’t have the authority to remove it. You see..."

The HR manager was panicking. This was a direct order from Si Yuhuan; who would dare disobey?

"What? Yuhan left her a workstation?" Jiang Qimeng stared, her eyes wide, thinking she had misheard.

Jian Xi lifted her chin and walked over, deliberately provoking Jiang Qimeng. "You heard him. It’s not that I want to work in this lousy place; Si Yuhuan is forcing me to be here. Jiang Qimeng, you’re so capable, you even managed to force our divorce. Why not try to change his mind and get me kicked out of Haohan Group? I’d thank you for it."

"You... you..." Jiang Qimeng was livid, shaking her finger furiously at Jian Xi.

She whirled around and stormed off to the President’s office, determined to get Si Yuhuan to kick Jian Xi out of the company.

With Jian Xi in Haohan Group, what worth would she, the future President’s wife, have?

Jian Xi clapped her hands. Turning to the crowd peeking around, she said coldly in a low voice, "Aren’t you all busy?"

Everyone immediately scattered like startled birds, hurrying back to their tasks.

Nonetheless, they secretly spread the news of the battle between the former President’s wife and the future President’s wife through all the chat groups, discussing it fervently.

"I bet a hundred bucks the former President’s wife is bound to lose. Miss Jiang is the President’s childhood sweetheart, the woman he promised to marry, his prized possession. Moreover, she’s now the Si Family’s benefactor. She’s bound to win."

"Not necessarily. If the President had really moved on and planned to marry Miss Jiang, why would he let his ex-wife work at the company? If you ask me, there are still lingering feelings. With feelings that strong, they’ll probably get back together!"

Jian Xi paid no mind to these speculations. She quietly began sifting through useful information within the marketing department.

She had to use her limited time to secure benefits for Jian Group.

Her goal was to defeat Si Yuhuan within three months, take over Haohan Group, and become the wealthiest person in China.