Chapter 120: Immortals and Calamities

Zhao Qingxun said it this way, and Yang Tianxing recalled that this was a "fallen princess," very likely with disharmonious relations with her relatives.

Of course, a fallen princess is still a princess; at the very least, she still has hundreds of millions in assets, which an ordinary person couldn't compare to even after struggling for a dozen lifetimes.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Qingxun smiled and took the initiative to change the subject: "Thank you for your hard work helping the electronics factory with deliveries during this time. I was just wondering when you would come to ask me for help."

Yang Tianxing was stunned for a moment: "President Zhao knew it was me handling the deliveries?"

"I did."

Zhao Qingxun shrugged: "I recognized you when you asked for directions that day. That girlfriend of yours is beautiful enough to be memorable."

"Damn."

Yang Tianxing thought to himself, you motherfucker, you recognized me early on, so why didn't you point it out sooner? I was trying every possible way to get close to you.

But then he thought about it again and it seemed there was no reason to; her status was so noble.

"You must just be in college, right? Was it just after the college entrance exam when I saw you visiting relatives that day?" Zhao Qingxun asked.

"Yeah, it was just a coincidence meeting President Zhao; it really is fate," Yang Tianxing said with a grin.

"Come into the office to chat."

Zhao Qingxun smiled and invited him.

Yang Tianxing followed her into Zhao Qingxun's office; his first reaction was that it was very messy, with all sorts of documents spread across the desk, and there wasn't even a place to sit on the sofa.

There were three computers on the desk, and he didn't know how she managed to keep track of them all.

The only thing with a bit of warmth was the coffee machine, though coffee beans were scattered messily around it.

In short, judging by the environment, Zhao Qingxun was likely a workaholic, and the type who didn't pay much attention to minor details.

"Sorry about this, I'm also a newcomer to the workplace and am not used to having a secretary."

Zhao Qingxun poured two cups of hot coffee herself: "Do you need sugar?"

Yang Tianxing bent over slightly to take it: "Thank you. Actually, I have a somewhat strong palate; I'm not used to drinking coffee with sugar."

In truth, he didn't like drinking this stuff at all, but to seek consistency in hobbies, he pretended that he loved drinking bitter coffee.

"Ha, I'm the exact opposite."

Zhao Qingxun smiled: "I usually like drinking it with sugar, but recently, because I've been staying up late often, I've had to bite the bullet and drink bitter coffee."

"Heh, it's good for staying alert."

Yang Tianxing nodded with an awkward but polite smile, thinking to himself, Zhao Qingxun, go to hell.

Can you stop beating around the bush when you talk? We're all honest people here.

Yang Tianxing gathered up the documents on the sofa to sit down, only to find a blanket and pajamas underneath them.

Zhao Qingxun put them away as if nothing had happened: "Sometimes I work overtime here at night and just rest here directly."

Yang Tianxing thought to himself, aren't you afraid of sleeping here, such a beautiful woman? Or are you so used to being independent that you already have precautions in place?

Zhao Qingxun seemed truly not nervous about the quarantine at all, even calmer than Yang Tianxing.

At this moment, Zhao Qingxun sat down and said: "Although it's a bit embarrassing to say, this is our third meeting and I still don't know how to address you."

"My name is Yang Tianxing."

Yang Tianxing said.

"You haven't come to ask me for help for so long, so you must have something going on since you came today, and you even accidentally got caught up in this disease storm."

"Yes."

Yang Tianxing said immediately: "Although I am responsible for the deliveries at your factory, they fall under the jurisdiction of Deputy Manager Zhao Wenbo of the Logistics Department. Manager Zhao likes to reach out for favors, and I could accept him skimming a little bit, but he went too far, leaving no room for survival for small businesses like ours."

Zhao Qingxun nodded silently, her gaze politely fixed on the bridge of Yang Tianxing's nose, neither making Yang Tianxing feel awkward nor failing to show that she was listening carefully.

"These are the invoices."

Yang Tianxing handed over some slips of paper; they were actually receipts for times he had helped Zhao Wenbo pay bills or send gifts.

Zhao Qingxun looked at a few casually and put them down. The amounts weren't very large, but considering Yang Tianxing was just a college student and had a team to maintain, Zhao Wenbo's behavior appeared very excessive.

"Also."

Yang Tianxing coughed and took out the recorder. Since he had already met the person in charge, there was little point in playing the tape, so he brought out the original version directly to show he had no selfish motives.

"Since Manager Zhao wouldn't let my small business survive, I wanted to record his behavior of extorting and taking bribes to bravely expose Manager Zhao's corrupt actions, but I accidentally heard some other content."

Yang Tianxing had originally wanted to leave a cliffhanger, waiting for Zhao Qingxun to take the initiative to play it, and then discover that her subordinates were all turncoats.

Then, Zhao Qingxun would be shocked and deeply moved, holding his hand and saying: "Young man, you are truly handsome and kind-hearted. If it weren't for this recording of yours, I would have been kept in the dark by them."

The script Yang Tianxing imagined next was that Zhao Qingxun, with his assistance, would reorganize the personnel, work hard to make the country prosperous, and finally turn the electronics factory into the "Xiaomi" of 2002.

Who knew that Zhao Qingxun would fiddle with the recorder, look up, and smile: "The chip of this brand is actually made by our factory. How much did you pay when you bought it?"

"300."

Yang Tianxing replied, thinking, hurry up and listen, follow the script! Asking about these useless things is a waste of time.

"Then you were really ripped off; our production cost is at most 30 yuan."

Zhao Qingxun pouted and said.

"Right?"

Yang Tianxing also nodded: "I was just saying those people selling things are too dishonest. Does President Zhao know where the switch is? I'll teach you."

As he spoke, he wanted to open it himself, but just as he heard a "click," Zhao Qingxun suddenly threw a document over: "Can you read financial reports?"

In his previous life, Yang Tianxing's industries were even larger than the current Runxing, so he could certainly read financial reports.

"I learned it in college; I should be able to understand the gist of it."

Yang Tianxing said modestly, then picked up the document stamped "Financial Audit Form" and said.

This line could fool Zhang Liye, who hadn't studied, but for the highly educated Zhao Qingxun, who had a history as an international student, it wasn't quite enough. She raised her thin willow-leaf eyebrows: "Is the level of domestic university education this advanced now?"

Yang Tianxing lowered his head and didn't answer, thinking this woman was something else; she wasn't old, but she didn't fall for tricks.

But after opening the financial audit form, Yang Tianxing's jaw truly dropped.

Li Bisong, Wang Mingyu, Liu Hui... the names of all these people were on the report, with records of their salary levels since they began working at Runxing Electronics Factory, the remaining funds they had embezzled, and even some of the petty cash they had withheld from their subordinates.

"You, you knew all of this?!"

Yang Tianxing raised his head in shock, completely forgetting that he had intended to "shock" Zhao Qingxun.

With the financial report prepared in such detail, someone on the other side must have "defected"; this way, no matter how fiercely they stirred up trouble, they would look like clowns in front of Zhao Qingxun.

She could crush them whenever she wanted to.

This woman is too terrifying; she clearly understands everything, yet she pretends to be naive.

Not only that, Zhao Qingxun beckoned for Yang Tianxing to come over to the office desk.

Yang Tianxing looked up and saw three computers on the desk, one of which was actually a surveillance monitor.

This monitor must have been at maximum power, capturing every corner clearly; combined with that report, it meant that the entire factory, inside and out, was under her control.

"Look quickly, that seems to be Zhao Wenbo; he's taking his luggage and trying to run."

Yang Tianxing exclaimed; that scrawny, thin figure was Zhao Wenbo's trademark.

"Don't be anxious, watch slowly."

Zhao Qingxun smiled confidently.

Sure enough, Zhao Wenbo was stopped at the entrance.

The one who stopped him was actually the factory director, Li Bisong.

It was unclear what the two of them said, but then Li Bisong waved his hand, and several security guards immediately seized Zhao Wenbo.

"Is Factory Director Li actually your person?"

Yang Tianxing asked.

Zhao Qingxun nodded.

Yang Tianxing suddenly realized; no wonder she didn't listen to the contents of the recording device—these things were too childish for her.

After all this, the biggest villainous mastermind had long since been turned, so no matter how many lackeys came, they would just die; Li Bisong really is a damn Song Jiang.

"Do you know now?"

Zhao Qingxun raised her head and asked.

Yang Tianxing cupped his hands in sincere admiration and said, "You really are an immortal."

"I am not an immortal, I am just a girl who has never been in a relationship."

Zhao Qingxun smiled, then pointed at the monitor: "Your girlfriend is here."

Yang Tianxing leaned in to look, and sure enough, Tan Zhizhi and a group of girls had all come over; he was just about to say something when he suddenly froze.

Because Liu Jiaoyue had also come over, with He Yulin by her side.

Yang Tianxing had actually already anticipated this situation.

It couldn't be stopped, not even by phone.

It was a calamity that could not be avoided after all.