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

The breeze on the terrace carried a hint of the dryness and coolness unique to Beijing, scattering the ash from the still-burning cigarette between Bai Jingyou's fingers.

"Not daring to let your guard down?" Bai Qing raised an eyebrow, extinguishing his cigarette in the crystal ashtray. His eyes, which always carried a hint of lazy smile, now revealed a sharp edge. "You mean that guy who's been stirring up trouble in the south? I've heard some rumors about him. I think his name is Ye Feng? Apparently, he's a retired soldier who has managed to pull off a massive operation in Shenzhen and Haicheng in just six months."

"It's not just about pulling the net." Bai Jingyou turned around, leaning against the railing, hands in his pockets, his expression calm as if he were discussing something trivial. "He's consolidating. The business environment in the south is more complex than in Beijing, with a stronger sense of grassroots activity. He wasn't able to establish himself there by luck. Now that the Li family has fallen, the gates of Beijing are wide open. Do you think he'll let this piece of meat slip by?"

Bai Qing sneered, her red lips parting slightly: "If you stretch your hand too far, you'll get your claws chopped off. This is the capital, not his backyard."

"That being said, it's always good to try diplomacy first before resorting to force." Bai Jingyou glanced at his watch. "If I'm not mistaken, the person who's testing the waters should already be on their way."

As they were talking, the glass door to the terrace was gently pushed open. Chen Mo walked over quickly, his expression somewhat strange.

"Mr. Bai, two people came downstairs. They didn't have an appointment, but they were very arrogant," Chen Mo reported in a low voice. "They claimed to be representatives of the Southern Business Alliance, saying they came to discuss cooperation with you in good faith. The receptionist tried to stop them, but they immediately flashed a gilded business card, saying that if they weren't allowed in, DeepBlue Technology couldn't afford the consequences."

Upon hearing this, Bai Qing burst out laughing, her laughter shaking her head: "Consequences? In this capital city, anyone who dares to talk to Deep Blue Technology like that should be in a detention center by now, right? Where did this hothead come from?"

Bai Jingyou's lips curled into a playful smile as he straightened his tie. "It seems this isn't just a test, but a show of force. Let's go, sis, let's meet this distinguished guest."

……

DeepBlue Technology, Meeting Room No. 1.

The decor of this reception room is minimalist and cold, with a black, white and gray color scheme that gives people an invisible sense of oppression.

At this moment, a man in his thirties was sitting on the sofa.

He wore a well-tailored white suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he wore an expensive Richard Miller watch on his wrist. He exuded a nouveau riche air of sophistication and arrogance.

Behind him stood a burly bodyguard, his hands behind his back, his eyes scanning the surroundings fiercely.

When Bai Jingyou pushed the door open and entered, the man in the white suit did not get up, nor did he even put his legs down. He simply raised his eyelids and glanced at Bai Jingyou.

"You're Bai Jingyou?" the man spoke, his voice carrying an air of superiority. "You're younger than I expected. I'm Sun Zhi, the director of the Southern Business Alliance's Beijing office. Since you're here, I'll get straight to the point."

Bai Jingyou ignored his rudeness and went straight to the head seat to sit down. Chen Mo immediately poured him a cup of tea, his movements fluid and effortless, completely disregarding Sun Zhi opposite him.

"The tea is good." Bai Jingyou took a sip before slowly raising his head. "Director Sun, right? Deep Blue Technology is very busy. If you're here to sell insurance or financial products, turn right and leave. Goodbye."

Sun Zhi's face instantly darkened. He was used to being a tyrant in the south, and even in the capital, he was someone that bosses from all walks of life would try to curry favor with. When had he ever been treated so coldly?

"Mr. Bai, you're quite the joker." Sun Zhi gave a forced smile. "I'm here today representing the Southern Business Alliance to discuss a big deal with you. I heard the Li Group has collapsed, and now you have their logistics channels and franchise rights in several southern provinces?"

"So what if it is?" Bai Jingyou put down his teacup and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

"The Southern Business Alliance is very interested in these channels." Sun Zhi pulled a contract from his pocket and threw it directly onto the coffee table with a crisp "thud." "This is the acquisition contract. We are willing to offer 500 million yuan to acquire all the channels and stores left behind by the Li family in the south. In addition, in exchange, the Southern Business Alliance will grant Deep Blue Technology the title of honorary member. In the future, if you want to do business in the south, we can give you the green light."

Five hundred million?

Chen Mo, standing behind Bai Jingyou, almost burst out laughing.

The Li family's channels in the south alone have fixed asset valuations exceeding two billion yuan; this is practically outright robbery.

Bai Jingyou didn't even glance at the contract, simply saying, "Five hundred million? Director Sun, are you still dreaming, or do you think DeepBlue Technology is a charity?"

"Young man, don't be too greedy." Sun Zhi leaned forward, a threatening glint in his eyes. "Five hundred million is not a small amount. You need to understand that those distribution channels are in the south. If the Business Alliance doesn't approve, even if you have the land deeds, those stores won't open, and the goods won't be able to get in. Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake; President Bai should understand that, right?"

"A local bully?" Bai Jingyou laughed, a very bright laugh. "What a local bully. But Director Sun might have misunderstood something."

"What is it?"

"I don't care about those channels anymore." Bai Jingyou leaned back lazily. "Just an hour ago, I transferred the entire logistics division to President Ye Lingqing. As for the stores... I've ordered them all to be shut down and renovated, turning them into forward warehouses for DeepBlue Preferred. You want them? Sure, go talk to President Ye."

Sun Zhi was taken aback, clearly not expecting Bai Jingyou to act so quickly. But he immediately sneered, "Ye Lingqing? That woman? Hmph, it's best if she knows what's good for her, but if she doesn't..."

"What do you plan to do if you don't know what's good for you?"

A cold female voice suddenly came from the doorway.

Everyone turned around and saw Ye Lingqing striding in, wearing sky-high heels and accompanied by a fragrant breeze. Behind her were two female assistants in black suits, exuding an aura of power, their sharp eyes like two cold blades piercing straight into Sun Zhi.

Sun Zhi paused for a moment, then sized Ye Lingqing up and down, a hint of frivolity and disdain in his eyes: "Oh, this must be President Ye? She's quite pretty, but it's a pity she's a woman. In business, women should stay out of the way. If she doesn't know her place... hehe, the roads south are long and the mountains are high. If President Ye's truck overturns halfway there, or her warehouse suddenly floods, that would be a disaster, and no one could save her."

"Snapped!"

A crisp, clear slap echoed suddenly in the empty reception room.

Sun Zhi was stunned by the blow. He covered his burning cheek and stared at the woman in front of him in disbelief.

Ye Lingqing withdrew her hand, took the wet wipe from her assistant, and slowly wiped her fingers as if she had just touched something dirty.

"You...you dare hit me?!" Sun Zhi suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with rage. "I'm the representative of the Southern Business Alliance! You filthy bitch..."

"Watch your mouth." Ye Lingqing casually threw a dirty wet wipe at Sun Zhi's face, her voice icy cold. "In Beijing, no one dares to talk to me like that. Don't think that just because you're the director of the Beijing liaison office, even your so-called leader wouldn't dare to be so insolent in front of me. Threatening me? You should ask around and find out how I, Ye Lingqing, climbed up all these years."

"Ah Biao! Cripple this woman!" Sun Zhi completely lost his mind and roared at Ye Lingqing.

Upon hearing this, Ah Biao, the bodyguard who had been standing behind Ye Lingqing like an iron tower, flashed a fierce light in his eyes, and his large, fan-like hand reached directly for Ye Lingqing's neck. The movement was swift and powerful, carrying a gust of wind, clearly indicating that he was a trained martial artist.

Ye Lingqing stood still, without moving an inch, not even blinking.

Just as that large hand was about to touch Ye Lingqing, a slender and powerful hand appeared out of thin air and precisely grabbed A Biao's wrist.

Click.

A sickening cracking sound rang out.

Ah Biao let out a piercing scream as his wrist, which was thicker than a normal person's, was twisted out of shape by being squeezed.

Chen Mo stood there expressionless, looking like a frail scholar, but at this moment he unleashed astonishing power.

With a flick of his wrist, Ah Biao was flung away like a broken sack, crashing heavily against the wall and sliding to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

"This is Deep Blue Technology." Bai Jingyou remained seated on the sofa, his posture unchanged, only his eyes had become as deep as a still pool. "Trying to take over my partners on my turf, Director Sun, do you find life too boring?"

Sun Zhi looked at the bodyguard groaning on the ground, then at Chen Mo with his unfriendly expression and Bai Jingyou with his imposing aura, and finally realized he had kicked a hornet's nest. His face turned pale, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Bai... Bai Jingyou, what are you doing? In war, envoys are not to be killed, you..."

"You dare call yourself an envoy?" Bai Jingyou stood up and walked step by step to Sun Zhi. He was half a head taller than Sun Zhi, and the oppressive feeling of his superior position almost suffocated Sun Zhi.

Bai Jingyou reached out and gently straightened Sun Zhi's crooked tie, his movements so gentle yet chilling.

"Go back and tell that guy named Ye Feng." Bai Jingyou's voice was soft, but every word was clear. "He can't stomach the meat in the capital. I'll stir up some trouble in the south sooner or later. Keep that five hundred million to buy yourself a better coffin. Get out."

The last word was uttered like a thunderclap.

Sun Zhi dared not utter another word. He scrambled to his feet, helped the bodyguard up from the ground, and fled the meeting room in a disheveled state.

The tense atmosphere in the room eased slightly as the door closed again.