Who's going to be the female lead's simp? Aren't the supporting female characters mor

As the Maybach drove along the Second Ring Road elevated highway in Beijing, the scenery outside the car window rushed past.

The carriage was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant, which I had picked up at the Jiang family's door earlier.

Li He fiddled with the remaining gilded lion head he hadn't yet given away, a silly grin on his face.

"Brother Bai, do you think Jiang Feng will be so angry that he'll become paralyzed if he wakes up and finds the logistics park gone?" Li He tossed the lion's head up and caught it again. "Then should we send a wheelchair over? We need to keep up with the after-sales service."

Bai Jingyou's gaze was not focused on Li He, but rather on the gloomy sky outside the window.

"He doesn't have time to be angry," Bai Jingyou said calmly. "The Jiang family's cash flow has dried up, and the logistics park is just the first domino to fall. Next, creditors will swarm in like sharks smelling blood. Jiang Feng should be busy selling off his mansion and antiques right now, even if he has to break his leg, he'll have to crawl and beg for help."

"Tsk tsk tsk, terrible, really terrible." Li He shook his head, saying terrible, but his face showed a gloating expression. "But Brother Bai, although we got this logistics park cheaply, won't that mess be hard to clean up? Those old foxes from the Jiang family will definitely trip us up during the handover."

"A mess?" Bai Jingyou's lips curled into a playful smile. "Who said we have to clean it up ourselves?"

"Huh? Not going to clean it ourselves? Then why did we buy it? Just to display it?" Li He was stunned.

"Li He, remember this." Bai Jingyou turned his head, his eyes deep, "A top-notch hunter is only responsible for hunting. The dirty and tiring work of skinning and dismembering should be left to professional butchers."

"Butchers?" Li He blinked. "Deep Blue Technology has a Butcher Department?"

"No." Bai Jingyou put away the coins and instructed Chen Mo in front of him, "Go to the Cloud Top Tea House."

Chen Mo understood immediately, turned the steering wheel, and the Maybach exited the elevated road at this intersection, heading towards the most bustling commercial district in the city center.

Li He slapped his thigh: "Oh! I remember now! Cloud Top Tea House... that's Ye Lingqing's territory! Brother Bai, are you going to share this piece of fat meat with that she-devil?"

"It's a collaboration," Bai Jingyou corrected, "and also a form of feeding."

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Yunding Tea House.

This place is located on the top floor of the tallest landmark building in Beijing, where every inch of land is extremely valuable.

It lacks the glitz and glamour favored by the nouveau riche, offering only extreme austerity and elegance.

The dry landscape garden was moved hundreds of meters into the air, with the precious sandalwood fragrance wafting faintly in the air.

This place is not only a place to drink tea, but also a den of iniquity where top socialites and powerful women in Beijing exchange information and divide profits.

Ye Lingqing sat at the tea table in front of the French windows.

She wore a minimalist dark green velvet cheongsam, her long hair casually tied up, revealing her slender, fair neck.

She held a purple clay teapot in her hand, her movements fluid and graceful, as she brewed a pot of aged Pu'er tea.

Despite her elegant movements, her shrewd and capable aura was undeniable.

That look in his eyes was as if he were scrutinizing the profit or loss ratio of each tea leaf.

"bite."

The elevator doors opened.

Bai Jingyou led Li He in.

Ye Lingqing didn't even look up; she simply poured the tea from the purple clay teapot into the fairness cup, the amber liquid drawing a beautiful thin line in the air.

"It smells like a hospital." Ye Lingqing wrinkled her delicate nose. "Did you just finish attending to the Jiang family's funeral?"

"President Ye is well-informed." Bai Jingyou didn't stand on ceremony and went straight to sit down opposite the tea table, casually unbuttoning his coat. "It's not so much a funeral, but more like end-of-life care."

Li He followed behind, intending to sit down casually, but then he saw Ye Lingqing's eyes, which seemed to be able to see through a person's bank account balance.

Suddenly, I felt a bit of heat under my bottom, so I obediently shrank back to the single sofa next to me, trying to minimize my presence.

This woman is far more terrifying than a good-for-nothing like Jiang Feng.

"So you've taken such good care that you've practically pocketed the logistics park?" Ye Lingqing pushed a cup of tea in front of Bai Jingyou, her tone teasing but her eyes sharp as knives. "Eight hundred million, a steal. If Jiang Feng knew you were drinking tea here, he'd probably be so angry he'd crawl out of the ICU."

"It's just a matter of mutual benefit." Bai Jingyou picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and said, "Good tea. A 1950 Red Label?"

"You've got a discerning tongue." Ye Lingqing chuckled, picking up her own glass. "So, what's the point of your visit? You just swallowed such a big chunk of meat, and instead of counting your money at the company, what are you doing here? Inviting me to your wedding?"

"Wedding banquets are too tacky." Bai Jingyou put down his teacup and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the solid wood tea table. "I'm here to give a gift."

"A gift?" Ye Lingqing raised an eyebrow. "That fruit basket that made the Jiang family so angry they almost vomited blood?"

"Jiang's Logistics," Bai Jingyou uttered.

The air in the tea room seemed to freeze for a second.

Ye Lingqing's hand holding the teacup froze in mid-air, her playful gaze vanishing instantly, replaced by extreme calm and calculation.

Her pupils contracted slightly, and her brain, like a sophisticated supercomputer, instantly began to assess the significance of those four words.

"You're going to give Jiang's Logistics to me?" Ye Lingqing put down her teacup, leaning forward slightly, exuding a powerful aura. "Bai Jingyou, we're allies, not charitable partners. You earned those eight hundred million through your own abilities; would you really be so kind as to hand it over to me?"

"Of course it's not a gift." Bai Jingyou leaned back in his chair, relaxed. "I want President Ye to get involved."

He snapped his fingers.

Chen Mo, who had been standing at a distance, stepped forward and placed a document that had been prepared in advance on the tea table.

"Although Jiang's Logistics is terrible, its network covers the capillaries of the entire Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei region." Bai Jingyou pointed to the map on the document. "President Ye holds the largest luxury goods import channel and high-end fresh food supply chain in Beijing, but he has always been constrained by last-mile delivery. The logistics losses and outsourcing costs alone must be astronomical every year, right?"

Ye Lingqing didn't speak, but listened quietly.

These are indeed her sore points.

"Deep Blue Technology will provide the technology to restructure Jiang's Logistics system and eliminate those who are receiving salaries without working," Bai Jingyou continued. "And President Ye, you will need to provide the capital and personnel to revitalize this network. From now on, we will split this new company 50/50."

"Fifty-fifty split?" Ye Lingqing sneered, extending her slender fingers and pressing them on the document. "You acquired the land, you created the system, but I have to be responsible for operations, personnel, and even help you digest those bad assets. Young Master Bai, are you trying to be a hands-off boss and make me work for you?"

"I'm not in charge of operations because I have more important things to do." Bai Jingyou looked at her intently. "Besides, President Ye, that's not how it works. With this logistics network, you can completely break free from dependence on others and form a closed loop. The hidden value of this goes far beyond those hundreds of millions in logistics fees."

Ye Lingqing fell silent.

She certainly knew its value.

Once she controls the logistics terminals, her influence in Beijing's business district will increase significantly.

This is not just a matter of money; it's a matter of strategic importance.

"What do you want?" Ye Lingqing suddenly asked. "Besides money, what else do you want?"

She knows Bai Jingyou too well.

This man appears gentle and refined, but in reality, every step he takes conceals deadly intent.

Since he's willing to share such a large piece of the pie, he must be after something even bigger.

"I need the data." Bai Jingyou's voice deepened. "All the logistics data of the new logistics company must be connected to DeepBlue Technology's database in real time."

"Data?" Ye Lingqing was somewhat surprised. "What do you need data on who bought how many bags and who ate this crab?"

"In this era, data is more valuable than oil." Bai Jingyou didn't elaborate, but just smiled meaningfully. "Moreover, the underground project in the East District will require extremely well-hidden material transportation channels in the future. I don't trust outside logistics companies."

Ye Lingqing's beautiful eyes flickered, as if she had caught some crucial information.

"East District...underground?" She stared thoughtfully at Bai Jingyou. "It seems there are indeed some good things hidden beneath the well at the Shen family's place. That's why you're so interested."

"Some things, the less you know, the better you sleep." Bai Jingyou picked up the teapot and poured Ye Lingqing a cup of tea. "So, Ms. Ye? Shall we do this deal?"

Ye Lingqing looked at the man in front of her.

Handsome, dangerous, yet possessing a deadly allure. Working with him is like dancing a waltz on the edge of a cliff; one wrong step and you're shattered to pieces, but the thrill of being in complete control is irresistible.

"A 50/50 split won't do." Ye Lingqing suddenly laughed, a laugh like a fox who had stolen a chicken. "40/60. You get 40%, I get 60%. After all, my people do all the dirty and hard work. You said it yourself, you're the hunter, and I'm the butcher. Butchers get paid for their work too."

Li He, standing nearby, gasped and was about to jump up and ask why, but Bai Jingyou stopped him with a look.

"Deal." Bai Jingyou agreed with unusually quickness.

Ye Lingqing was taken aback, seemingly not expecting him to be so easy to talk to, then bit her lip in annoyance: "I should have called Sanqi instead."

"Greed makes you ugly, Sister Ye." Bai Jingyou stood up and straightened his collar. "Chen Mo will handle the contract with you. Also, a batch of special equipment may be coming through customs soon, and we'll need to use President Ye's connections then."

"I knew it wouldn't be that simple." Ye Lingqing rolled her eyes at him, exuding charm. "I don't touch contraband; that's my bottom line."

"Don't worry, it's all legal research equipment." Bai Jingyou walked to the door, then suddenly stopped, looked back, and said, "It's just that the technological content is slightly higher than usual."

"Oh, right," Bai Jingyou said, as if remembering something, "there's a charity gala in a few days, I heard Shen Yun will be there too?"

"Him?" Ye Lingqing scoffed. "He's already a laughingstock in the capital. What would he do at that kind of event? Seek humiliation?"

"No, he's going there to play the victim." A cold glint flashed in Bai Jingyou's eyes. "He's also going to find a new host. If you're free, Mr. Ye, we can go see a show together."

"Let's see who you're going to scam this time!"

"Watch how a dog that's fallen into the water gets beaten up."

Bai Jingyou pushed open the door and came out. Li He quickly picked up the lion head and followed, waving to Ye Lingqing before leaving.

Watching the two figures disappear, Ye Lingqing's smile gradually faded.

She picked up the documents on the table and gently opened them.