Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

As soon as Tang Yingxue finished speaking, the double doors to the office were pushed open.

Four uniformed economic crime investigators walked in.

The person leading the team stopped in front of the desk and showed his credentials.

"Qin Wanhao, you are suspected of multiple economic crimes. Come with us."

Qin Wanhao slumped in his chair, staring at the equity transfer document on the table, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

If he doesn't sign, those shady records are enough to put him in jail for life, and Gu Qingqiu won't let him off the hook either.

If I sign, I can still try to get leniency and save my family's lives.

He grabbed the pen from the table.

His wrist was shaking, but he steadied it and signed his name.

Two economic crime investigators stepped forward and took out handcuffs.

Qin Wanhao was being led out by the arm of someone, and he stopped as he passed Tang Yingxue.

"Tang Yingxue, don't be so smug. Jiang Fan has offended Gu Qingqiu, he won't live long either."

Tang Yingxue didn't look at him, but instead focused on organizing the documents on the table, pulling out the transfer agreement separately.

"take away."

Qin Wanhao was pushed out the door.

The legal team stepped forward, verified the signatures, and affixed the official seal.

"Chairman Tang, all the procedures are legal and valid. From now on, you hold 68% of the shares of Universal Entertainment and are the absolute controlling shareholder."

Tang Yingxue closed the document and handed it back to the legal department.

She turned to look at her secretary, who was standing trembling by the door.

"Notify all senior executives that there will be a meeting in the top-floor conference room in ten minutes. Anyone who is even one minute late should go directly to the HR department to process their resignation."

The secretary nodded and hurriedly ran out.

Ten minutes later, in the Universal Entertainment conference room.

A dozen or so executives sat on either side of the long table, no one daring to speak, even their breathing was kept very low.

The news of Qin Wanhao being taken away has spread, and everyone in the building is in a state of panic.

Tang Yingxue walked in. She went to the seat where Qin Wanhao had been sitting and sat down.

Her gaze swept across the entire room. She needed to establish her authority.

Is the HR director in?

A middle-aged man stood up. He had worked at Global for ten years. "Chairman Tang, I'm here."

Tang Yingxue threw a stack of documents on the table. The documents slid off and came to rest in the middle of the conference table.

"Fire these three people. Then pursue legal action to hold them accountable for embezzling public funds."

She specifically named the three vice presidents promoted by Qin Wanhao.

The HR director wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Chairman Tang, Vice President Liu is still in charge of several major projects. If he's fired directly, the company's business may come to a standstill."

"Can't you understand what I'm saying?" Tang Yingxue tapped her finger on the table. "The world keeps turning no matter who's gone. If you don't fire them, I'll fire you too."

The HR director quickly sat down. "Understood, will handle it immediately."

Tang Yingxue opened the file book in front of her.

"Finance department, freeze all accounts from the past three years. Wait for the third-party audit team to arrive."

"Production department, halt all those unfinished projects that Qin Wanhao signed on for. Withdraw the funds."

"Public relations department, prepare to draft an announcement regarding the changes in the company's senior management. Stabilize the stock price."

The instructions were issued one by one.

The meeting ended half an hour later.

Tang Yingxue stood up. "Meeting adjourned."

The executives filed out, their shirts soaked through. They knew the landscape of Universal Entertainment had changed.

Tang Yingxue walked back to the chairman's office.

Zhang Yihan was already waiting outside the door.

His left hand was still wrapped in gauze, his face was pale, and his lips were bloodless. He had lost a lot of weight, and his cheekbones were protruding.

"Come in."

Zhang Yihan followed Tang Yingxue inside, then turned and closed the door.

Tang Yingxue opened the drawer, took out a contract, and threw it on the table.

That was the exorbitantly priced, unfair contract that Zhang Yihan signed.

"Take it and shred it yourself," Tang Yingxue said, pointing to the paper shredder in the corner.

Zhang Yihan walked over and picked up the contract.

She looked at the terms and conditions.

These few sheets of paper weighed her down, almost causing her to die in the villa in the western suburbs.

She stuffed the contract into the shredder, and the paper was rolled in, turning into a pile of scraps.

Zhang Yihan turned around, bent her knees, and knelt directly on the ground.

She braced herself against the ground with her bandaged left hand, the pain making her shoulder tremble, but she gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound.

"Chairman Tang, from now on, my life belongs to you." Zhang Yihan's voice was hoarse, trembling at the end. "I'll do whatever you ask me to do."

Tang Yingxue leaned back in her chair and looked at her.

"The person you should thank isn't me. It's Jiang Fan who got you out of that villa in the western suburbs."

Zhang Yihan nodded. "I understand. I will never forget Mr. Jiang's and your kindness, even if it kills me."

Tang Yingxue waved her hand.

"Get up. Go back and recover properly. The company has a big-budget movie coming out next year, and you're the lead actress."

Zhang Yihan stood up, bowed, and left the office.

Tang Yingxue was the only one left in the office.

She went over and locked the door from the inside.

I returned to the large, genuine leather boss's chair and sat down.

She wore a burgundy fitted business suit today.

The pencil skirt is very form-fitting, and because of the sitting motion, the hem rises significantly.

She wore sheer black stockings and 10-centimeter black high heels.

She took out her phone and made a video call to Jiang Fan.

After three rings, the video call connected.

Jiang Fan was sitting in Qitian Culture's office, looking at a financial statement.

"nailed it?"

Tang Yingxue propped her phone up on the table.

"Qin Wanhao has been taken away. The share transfer agreement has taken effect. Now I'm in charge of Universal Entertainment."

She shifted her posture, crossing her legs.

The toes of the high heels pointed upwards, swaying in mid-air.

She raised her hand and unbuttoned the top two buttons of her white shirt.

The neckline flared out to the sides, revealing a large expanse of fair skin.

"Boss Jiang, how did I do on my mission?" Tang Yingxue asked softly, drawing out her words.

Jiang Fan looked at the screen.

A red bodycon skirt, black stockings, and that boss's chair that symbolizes power.

This woman knows how to showcase her assets.

"Well done."

"Is it just verbal praise?" Tang Yingxue leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table.

From this angle, the view inside the neckline is directly facing the camera.

"How would you like to praise me?"

Tang Yingxue licked her lips and tapped her fingers twice on the leather armrest.

"I'll wait for you in this chair. How long will it take you?"

Jiang Fan glanced at the time. Two hours from Shanghai to Beijing.

"Wait for me, I'll be there tonight."

The waiting time passed very slowly, and the clock on the wall ticked away.

It's 11:30 p.m.

The top floor of the Universal Entertainment headquarters building.

The elevator doors opened, and Jiang Fan stepped out.

The corridor was deserted, except for the chairman's office at the end, where the light was still on.

Jiang Fan walked over and pushed open the door.

Tang Yingxue sat in the boss's chair, holding a half-glass of red wine in her hand.

The office is large, with floor-to-ceiling windows on two sides, offering a panoramic view of Kyoto's nightscape.

Jiang Fan walked in and casually tossed his coat onto the sofa.

Tang Yingxue put down her wine glass, stood up, and offered the boss's chair to Jiang Fan.

"Welcome, Mr. Jiang, to inspect our work."

Jiang Fan walked to the large boss's chair and sat down.

The leather seat still retained her body heat.

His gaze swept over her taut waist and long legs in black stockings.

"Let me inspect you first."

Tang Yingxue twisted her waist and sat on Jiang Fan's lap.

Her fingers deftly unbuttoned Jiang Fan's clothes.

"In the conference room today, those people called me Chairman Tang." She leaned close to his ear, her voice slightly husky, "This is all thanks to you."

Jiang Fan placed his hand on her shoulder and pressed down on it.

Tang Yingxue snorted, "What kind of hobby is this?"

But she still obediently slid down Jiang Fan's leg.

The newly appointed chairwoman of Universal Entertainment is a woman who, during the day, silences a group of executives in the conference room.

At this moment, he was kneeling on the thick carpet with both knees on the ground.

Black stockings covered her calves, and red-soled high heels lay to the side.

She looked up and glanced at Jiang Fan.

Then he slowly lowered his body.

Jiang Fan leaned back comfortably in his chair, looking at the night view of Kyoto through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Tang Yingxue's long hair hung down on both sides, swaying slightly with her movements.

She would occasionally glance up at him, then look down again.

When Tang Yingxue finally stopped, she slumped onto the carpet, her cheeks flushed and her chest heaving rapidly.

She raised her right hand and wiped the corner of her mouth.