Tell Xiangchen That I Will Definitely Not Treat Her Badly

After reading it, Ouyang Jingting sneered and threw the documents onto the desk.

Thinking about how his mobile phone had been receiving all sorts of messy things lately that threw him into chaos, he felt furious.

He didn't know who dared to post his mobile number on that kind of website, resulting in constant calls from people asking for sex?

Ouyang Jingting had never received such perverted phone calls in his life. Consequently, he ordered his assistant to investigate, but they still couldn't find the culprit who initiated this.

Ouyang Jingting could only assume this was done by his competitors, thinking they couldn't beat him in the business world, so they resorted to this disgusting tactic.

During the period of being harassed by these extremely disgusting phone calls, Ouyang Jingting hadn't remembered anything else.

Now, looking at the documents, he finally remembered Xiangchen.

Ouyang Jingting cast a cold gaze at his assistant and asked, "What has she been doing lately?"

The assistant placed the documents before him. The information on Xiangchen had been prepared thoroughly and meticulously, so now that Ouyang Jingting asked, the assistant could answer immediately without hesitation.

"She is selling street food at the Nanyang Night Market." After speaking, the assistant paused for a moment and added, "It seems her business is not bad."

"Not bad?" Ouyang Jingting narrowed his eyes slightly, the corner of his mouth curving into a disdainful smile. He casually took a cigarette from the box nearby, put it between his lips, and said slowly, "With the wind blowing and rain pouring like that every day, doesn't it affect her work? How can it be not bad? If she followed me, she wouldn't have to do anything every day, and she could even earn ten times more than she does now. Wouldn't she earn more money, and wouldn't her mother's surgery be arranged quickly? It's all the same."

Hearing this, a flash of embarrassment appeared in the assistant's eyes, but he still had to speak according to Ouyang Jingting's wishes: "For you to think so highly of Xiangchen is a blessing she must have accumulated over several lifetimes, yet she is so ungrateful! However, she has been selling street food at the night market lately, carrying so many things on her tricycle every day, so she must have suffered a lot. Perhaps she already regrets rejecting you. If not, should I go ask if she wants to change her mind?"

Ouyang Jingting looked at the assistant calmly for a moment before saying indifferently, "Fine. Tell Xiangchen that I will definitely not treat her badly."

"Yes, I will definitely convey your words to her." After speaking, seeing that Ouyang Jingting had no further orders, the assistant prepared to move on to the next document: "President, you have a banquet at four o'clock. Do you need me to prepare the car now?"