"Goodbye, I hope you all do better and better after leaving the fertilizer plant." The applause stopped, and Su Ning offered her blessings with a smile, fully displaying the magnanimity and kindness of a victor.
Of course, this was just what she thought.
She waved her hand.
She had Lin Sen invite these people out—they were no longer part of the fertilizer plant, so how could they stay at the shareholders' meeting? Naturally, the money for repurchasing their shares would still be paid.
It was implicitly understood that the money would be provided by Su Ning.
And she would take the shares.
Then she looked at the people who remained. Whoever Su Ning's gaze fell upon felt as uncomfortable as if they were being pricked by needles. She found herself enjoying this emotional feedback of fear and disgust that they had no choice but to hide.
"Let's celebrate," she said with a smile.
"Celebrate... the fertilizer plant's rebirth. Without those obstacles in the way, the fertilizer plant will only get better in the future. Naturally, we will also reap greater benefits."
Su Ning raised her teacup, substituting tea for wine.
The crowd followed suit.
Tilting her head back, the slightly cool, sweet-aftertaste tea slid down her throat... The taste of victory was truly not bad.
...
Outside.
Unlike the joyous harmony inside, as soon as the doors opened, reporters swarmed forward. They had already drafted their questions in their minds. According to their expectations, the first person to come out would definitely be the new owner of the fertilizer plant.
Who on earth was it?
This topic had already been debated a wave earlier, with opinions varying widely.
Some said it was Young Master Kong, who had a formidable background. Others said it was Marshal Yan's capable right-hand man in charge of raking in money. There were also those strongly backing several local bosses in Beiping, as the early bird catches the worm.
The first person finally came out.
However, he was pushed out. He looked wretched, stumbling a few steps before steadying himself. His eyes were even a little red. Observant people had already noticed something was wrong.
"Hello, may I ask about the results of the shareholders' meeting? Who did the fertilizer plant end up with?"
"Please answer."
"How much did the Su family sell the fertilizer plant for? Did they say when they are going abroad? Did Miss Su leave them a way out..."
"Shut up, get lost!"
The man roared, reaching out to forcefully push away the surrounding reporters. "What does the fertilizer plant have to do with you? You meddlesome busybodies, get the hell out of my way."
Reporters: ???
Having his defenses broken so badly, it seemed the victor wasn't him, and he might have even suffered quite a loss.
Suddenly, someone mocked loudly.
"What are you so arrogant about? If you're so capable, you shouldn't have fought for a spot. We don't want to interview a loser anyway. You can't even spill any gossip, yet you still lose your temper."
"Yeah, exactly."
"Calling us meddlesome? If reporters don't report the news, what use are we? If the fertilizer plant wasn't important, who would want to look at them? Movie stars are much prettier."
"..."
Hearing these taunts and unable to break through the crowd, the man became even angrier. He gritted his teeth, then suddenly deflated. "No, no one got the fertilizer plant. We all lost."
What!
Like a bolt from the blue, the reporters and onlookers all fell silent, completely in disbelief.
This answer was too extraordinary.
"Go ask the next person." Taking advantage of the opportunity to slip through a gap, his subordinates rushed over to escort him into a sedan, which sped away, leaving only a trail of exhaust.
The reporters were left hanging in mid-air.
Unable to go up, unable to go down.
Going crazy with curiosity.
Fortunately, others came out one after another, but their expressions were similar to the previous man's, and their attitudes were surprisingly just as bad. One after another, they were all like this—what to do when curiosity was only growing? What exactly had happened?
Finally, they got the answer from the seventh person.
"The fertilizer plant still belongs to Miss Su!"
A voice, breaking from astonishment, rang out. A sensation, an unprecedented sensation. Everyone had assumed that Su Ning was either dead or not far from it, and that the fertilizer plant was about to change hands.
What was the situation now?
There was a moment of silence.
Then, an even greater wave of sound erupted. Everyone's face was flushed with excitement.
"Did the Su family do something? I heard Miss Su's uncle is Half-Immortal Su. Did he perform a ritual to change her luck and make the others change their minds?"
"Could it be Mayor Chen supporting them behind the scenes?"
"What nonsense is this? Couldn't it just be that Miss Su's injuries healed and she's fine? Then, of course, the fertilizer plant is still hers!"
Hearing this sentence, the person who had come out sighed deeply and nodded heavily in front of everyone, serving as a tacit agreement. The reporter who had just said Su Ning was fine swallowed hard.
He had just misspoken and said it casually.
How could it actually be true?
And that wasn't all. The reporters gradually pieced together the situation of the shareholders' meeting. It turned out that not only had Miss Su made a king's return, but she had also boldly purged a wave of the fertilizer plant's shareholders.
Less than half of the people were left.
As for those who had come out early, they were the ones who had been swept out the door.
No wonder they lost their composure.
After a long while, a reporter softly sighed, "Miss Su is truly Miss Su. Anything else might be fake, but she seems to always be the final winner."
"Yeah."
"Do you think the assassination was directed and acted by Miss Su herself, or did she just use it as an excuse to make a fuss?"
"I went to see the assassination scene. It was intense; it couldn't have been staged. A slight mistake would have resulted in death. But how did Miss Su survive? Did Half-Immortal Su really perform a ritual?"
Everyone was very puzzled by this question.
Speculations continued, but without the main person coming out, they couldn't get the correct answer.
So someone pointed at a certain reporter and teased:
"Didn't your newspaper report on Assistant Lin and the list of behind-the-scenes culprits he interrogated? You must know the inside story. Tell us, who is it really?"
Everyone laughed.
Who didn't know that this newspaper was selling dog meat while hanging a sheep's head? They hadn't exposed the list at all.
"How would I know."
The reporter's mouth tasted bitter. He was just a frontline runner, a small fry in the newspaper agency, but he also knew that given Miss Su's personality, she would never let the newspaper off easily.
He looked at the others who were showing gossipy expressions.
He sneered in his heart.
You guys are about the same. Everyone will be retaliated against. You can only beg Miss Su to go easy on you for the sake of not punishing the masses.
However, there seemed to be one newspaper that hadn't kicked her while she was down. Good people get good rewards. They just reported on Consort Shu's divorce, which had been gaining immense popularity these past few days. It seemed they didn't even come this time?
Actually, the person had already arrived.
On the outskirts of the crowd.
The editor-in-chief's mood couldn't calm down for a long time. Looking at the others, he puffed out his chest, feeling quite like everyone is drunk, and I alone am awake.
Hahahahaha, they were shocked by just this?
If they knew that Miss Su had also single-handedly orchestrated Consort Shu's divorce incident, what would happen then? She was truly an extraordinary person. Even though war was imminent, Beiping City had been revolving around Su Ning during this period.
He had a premonition.
It would always be like this in the future as well.
On the other side.
Su Ning delivered what was titled the fertilizer plant's future plan, but was actually a victory speech. When the rewards gradually became scarce and she regretfully found she couldn't squeeze out any more, her interest plummeted.
She suddenly said:
"...Let's leave it at that. We are done."
The crowd below: Ah, so sudden?
Those who had dealt with her before were fairly calm, but newcomers like the tall and thin young man only felt that her moods were unpredictable and elusive.
"Miss Su, wait a moment."
Nearing the door, Su Ning heard the shout, but her footsteps didn't pause in the slightest. What a joke, did she have to stay just because someone told her to? A flurry of hasty footsteps came from behind her.
The person was stopped a meter away by Su One.
"Miss Su, I really do have something to say to you," the tall, thin young man complained half-jokingly. "Are you always this unapproachable? You must have broken a lot of hearts."
"So what?"
Su Ning turned around, looking surprised.
"Why should I care about other people's feelings? I am the most important person to myself... It is better that others are heartbroken than for me to be unhappy."
The tall, thin young man choked on his words.
"Then I suppose I am still doing better than them. At least Miss Su turned around and is willing to listen to me."
"Yes, because your surname is Kong," Su Ning said casually. "So I can give you three minutes. Now, tell me what it is you want to say."
She was in a hurry. She needed to strike while the iron was hot and finish off the Zhao family.
"I would like to invite you to be my partner at the upcoming ball."
"?"
"This ball is very important." The tall, thin young man looked at Su Ning with absolute confidence. "With the flames of war spreading, the government fears it might one day reach Peiping. They have specially sent someone over to take command of the military. Together with Mayor Chen, they will stabilize public morale through both civil and martial leadership. This ball is to celebrate his assumption of office."
"Oh, who is it?"
That actually was quite important. Lying in bed every day meant her news updates were lagging a bit. However, there was no need to be the Kong guy's dance partner. It wasn't as if she couldn't get an invitation herself.
Was it bad form to take his information and not return the favor?
Heh, so what.
Just then—
"This man's surname is Huang, his given name is Yu, and his courtesy name is Qixin. Although young, he is highly capable and deeply valued by the higher-ups. This time..." He was about to hint to Su Ning that he had ties with Huang Yu and could introduce her to him.
"So it is him."
Interrupting the tall, thin young man with complete indifference,
Su Ning smiled.
