My Dongguan Love Story

Zhang Xiaoqian drove hurriedly to Dingsheng Factory, parked her car downstairs at Building No. 4 as soon as she entered, and quickly went upstairs clutching the photo.

Upstairs, Zhao Fengyue was looking through the documents that her new secretary, Wu Xinyi, had just delivered. This was the approval form for the priority allocation of funds to the Second Factory for the expansion of its factory building, which she had arranged this morning. After checking that everything was correct, she signed it and put it aside, and then looked through the other documents.

The office door was suddenly kicked open and slammed against the wall.

Zhao Fengyue frowned, about to reprimand her, when she looked up and saw her daughter Zhang Xiaoqian standing angrily at the door with a livid face.

She wondered to herself who had upset her daughter so much. With a sigh, she instructed her secretary, "Secretary Wu, you may leave now."

"Okay, Mr. Zhao." Wu Xinyi glanced at Zhang Xiaoqian, responded, and left, closing the door behind her.

After Wu Xinyi closed the door and left, Zhang Xiaoqian rushed up to Zhao Fengyue and angrily said, "Mom, you have to break up with Dazhuang now, immediately!"

Zhao Fengyue frowned even more, looking at her helplessly: "What's wrong with you now?"

She knew in her heart that her daughter had always disapproved of her relationship with Dazhuang, and this wasn't the first time she had advised her to break up.

Zhao Fengyue's words made Zhang Xiaoqian's face turn ashen instantly. She felt wronged and angry: What do you mean I'm going crazy again? I'm doing this for her own good, but she doesn't appreciate it.

She suppressed her anger, thinking to herself, "Let's see if you'll still protect him after I see the photos."

Zhang Xiaoqian slammed a stack of photos onto the desk, raised her chin, and said to Zhao Fengyue, "Mom, take a good look at this yourself."

Zhao Fengyue was startled by her rudeness. She glanced up at her, shook her head helplessly, and looked down at the photo on the table. It looked somewhat familiar.

She reached out and took the photo. The man in the photo was indeed Dazhuang, and Dazhuang was embracing a young and beautiful woman. The woman was smiling brightly at Dazhuang, her eyes full of tenderness.

this.......

Zhao Fengyue seemed to have been struck by lightning, and stood there frozen, motionless.

He stared incredulously at the two people in the photo, his pupils gradually contracting, and his face darkening.

Seeing the change in Zhao Fengyue's expression, Zhang Xiaoqian tapped the table with her finger triumphantly and said:

"Mom, look how much of a womanizer Chen Dazhuang is! Lin Guilian from the hospital is his girlfriend, this one is his girlfriend, and now you're on top of that. He's juggling three women at once!"

Is he the emperor? He's trying to pull off a harem of three thousand beauties? Why keep this scumbag around?

Zhang Xiaoqian's words, one after another, pierced Zhao Fengyue's heart, making her feel suffocated and unable to breathe for a long time.

Lin Guilian from the hospital seemed to be just an admirer of Dazhuang, and they weren't actually close. So, although she was annoyed, she held back for the time being.

But in this photo, Dazhuang is kissing and hugging this woman. Their intimate behavior clearly indicates a romantic relationship.

This was something she found hard to accept.

Who does she think she is? She's the CEO of a multi-million dollar company. If she were to publicly seek a partner, the men who want to pursue her would probably line up from her office to the factory gate. But this Dazhuang doesn't cherish what he has and is even cheating on her with several other women, which really makes her angry.

Zhao Fengyue reached for the cigarette pack on the table, her hands trembling with anger. She grabbed it several times before finally managing to get a cigarette, which she put in her mouth and lit with a trembling hand.

After taking a few deep breaths, she gradually calmed down.

If it were before, knowing that Dazhuang was having affairs, she would have broken up with him cleanly, no matter how handsome or helpful he was. She would never have accepted such a philandering man.

But after the upsetting experience of being kidnapped by the Hunan gang yesterday, she found herself unable to live without Dazhuang.

Whether or not I love Dazhuang is another matter. The key point is that in my time of crisis, only Dazhuang would help me.

She's a wealthy and powerful woman, yet she's a widow and her young son. Who knows how many people are secretly eyeing her fortune? If she drives Dazhuang away, what will she do if trouble comes her way and no one can help her?

Of course, she could hire bodyguards for protection. But would bodyguards hired rashly be reliable? She had heard many stories of bodyguards turning against their employers, kidnapping them, and extorting money from them.

After finishing her cigarette, Zhao Fengyue already had a plan in mind.

Since I can't live without Dazhuang now, why don't I find a way to get those women away from Dazhuang?

Seeing that her mother seemed to have made a decision, Zhang Xiaoqian looked at her expectantly and said, "Mom, have you thought it through?"

Zhao Fengyue nodded upon hearing this, looking at her calmly: "You go back first, I'll handle it."

Zhang Xiaoqian immediately shook her head, refusing to leave no matter what. She was still waiting to help her mother tear Tang Yan apart and vent her anger; how could she possibly leave first?

Zhao Fengyue knew perfectly well that her daughter was determined to break her up with Dazhuang. But she had already made up her mind and would never break up with Dazhuang. To avoid any complications or major trouble, she immediately put on a stern face and ordered Zhang Xiaoqian to leave.

Seeing her mother's unpleasant expression and firm attitude, Zhang Xiaoqian had no choice but to compromise despite her reluctance.

Watching Zhang Xiaoqian's departing figure, Zhao Fengyue turned to Secretary Wu, who was walking into the office, and said calmly, "Secretary Wu, go to the workshop and call Tang Yan over."

Zhang Xiaoqian had just told her that Tang Yan was an employee of Dingsheng Factory.

"Okay." Secretary Wu nodded, got off the elevator, and headed towards the workshop.

The workshop was filled with the whirring of air conditioners, and her hair was blown wildly as soon as she entered. She gazed at the busy workers, walked around for a while, asked around, and finally found Tang Yan, who was inspecting the work.

Wu Xinyi walked up to Tang Yan: "Manager Tang, President Zhao wants to see you in his office."

Tang Yan looked up at Secretary Wu with a puzzled expression: "Did President Zhao want to see me?"

She had been working as a workshop supervisor for over a year, and usually only dealt with the manager, so she rarely had the chance to see Zhao Fengyue. She wondered why the other party wanted to see her.

Secretary Wu nodded: "That's right, stop what you're doing for now and come with me."

Tang Yan, filled with doubt, replied, "Wait for me, I'll be right there."

After briefly instructing her subordinates on their tasks, Tang Yan followed Secretary Wu out of the workshop, pondering along the way why President Zhao had sought her out.