"Can you give me some time?" Fan Xi stuttered, feeling guilty in spite of all the benefits she gained, she had done nothing but to let others wait. "I'll definitely give you an answer after I did true research. After all, everything is just my idea and I haven't discussed it yet with experts and my friends. I fear when I.."
"You don't need to say more Sister Xi. I trust you." Ling Qingyu was relieved if Fan Xi thought in this direction. It proved she was serious about the plan and worried she would hurt Ling Qingyu by mistakes. "Don't feel apologetic. In fact, when I heard your words, I was very gratified with your meticulousness."
"I'm relieved hearing you thought so this way." Fan Xi patted her chest. Although the two were addressing each other as sister, she didn't want to offend Ling Qingyu even the slightest.
Chatting with Ling Qingyu was walking on a thin unstable rope. Perhaps, her fame and rumors played a role, in intimidating Fan Xi.
That was also the reason, why Fan Xi requested a timeline so that she could discuss with her companions about the cooperation with Ling Qingyu.
No matter how convincing Ling Qingyu's idea was, she dared not become careless. Ling Qingyu was in the blind spot that her reputation was making a play against her.
Even if she knew, she wouldn't mind. "Alright, you don't need to give me a direct answer. My doors are always open for you. But remember I can't wait for more than a month. It'll be better if we can cooperate within a week so that we can exploit your and my situations, avoiding our opponents' sharp edges." Ling Qingyu said.
Her explanation already allowed Fan Xi to make a decision. Indeed as Ling Qingyu said, the shorter the time frame from Ling Qingyu's wanton spending gossip, the better to deter malicious parties.
"I'll bear that in mind, Sister Ling. I'll give you a reply which will satisfy you within a week." Fan Xi replied with a nod.
"You can give me a direct call or visit my house after having made a decision." Ling Qingyu handed over her contact card, which Fan Xi grasped it in her hand, rubbing with her thumb gently.
Afterward, Ling Qingyu diverted away from serious talk and the group chattered sharing adorable memories. Ling Yunxiang remained like a crazy fan girl, prompting laughter from everyone.
This time, Fan Xi got to know more about the rest and she was impressed. Chairman, Secretary, famous artist, Police Chief, and two unknown women, whose status stayed a mystery. The gathering was like a big shots' party.
At the same time, Fan Xi was delighted to see more successful women like her. She was thrilled, knowing she could survive. Her confidence surged again.
The conversation changed into signing an autograph and the chatter turned weird, because none of the girls from Ling Qingyu's group had pieces of blank papers with them.
And none of them liked using lipsticks, damaging their properties. Fan Xi even wondered whether the girls were her fans.
Gosh, how could they bear to withhold the outburst? Ling Qingyu was definitely asking for a beating. They were stunned not speechless.
Forgetting the old and loving the new. Such behavior must be publicly defamed. Everyone rolled their eyes.
The slowest learner in the group, Zhao Xiurong, now knew something was going on between Ling Qingyu and Yang Qingyue. The signs were too obvious.
Well, Zhao Xiurong never expected Ling Qingyu to be a la la. Now, she understood why Ling Qingyu sometimes watched her in a weird manner. Did something happen after the accident, causing Ling Qingyu to change?
Becoming braver and more straightforward after surviving life-and-death scenarios. Oh, no. Zhao Xiurong thought. The cold and prestigious magnetic aura of President Ling had collapsed, in her eyes.
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Now, Ling Qingyu became an existence similar to a wretched uncle. Zhao Xiurong's thoughts conflicted and turned indecisive—to continue without recognizing or change her interaction style.
Ling Qingyu sneezed and immediately glanced at the girls, who straightened their backs and turned their faces away in a guilty conscience. Someone must be talking behind her back.
Tang Ziyi and Xiao Yue snorted, dragging Ling Yunxiang and Zhao Xiurong with them to the Cadillac.
Zhao Xiurong patted Ling Qingyu with complicated emotions and followed the duo, while Ling Yunxiang happily made some faces and cheered for her success, ensnaring Yang Qingyue. Ling Qingyu chuckled gleefully and was secretly pleased, that her cheap sister could be taught.
Tang Ziyi's party planned to go back first. Anyway, Ling Qingyu's security was guaranteed here. There were their guards dressed as Special Police members, a couple of meters away. Their presence was unnecessary.
And Ling Qingyu rode on the modified armored Bentley, comparable to the Beasts, nation leader frequently used. Nothing left for them to worry about.
The guests had gone back and the venue became deserted apart from the staff and police, maintaining security here.
Even if something went wrong during the return journey, Tang Ziyi knew with Athena's response, controlling the Bentley and its protection level, and the presence of the guards nearby, everyone could reach Ling Qingyu quickly and kept her safe.
Please, the sedan itself could easily withstand explosives. The technology Ling Qingyu utilized had reached at least 20 years ahead.