The next day.
"Mr. Li, it's terrible... Our jewelry store has been forcefully broken into and devastated."
"Mr. Li, a major fire has just broken out at the jewelry store on Donghui Street."
"Mr. Li, a large group of journalists have gathered at the foot of the company building, watching the commotion..."
Li Qiyu realized that it was indeed a fascinating day as she stood in the CEO's office at the top of the skyscraper, looking out the French window to see journalists crowded in front of the company building. But Bo Yeyuan's men were everywhere in the company, clearing the scene at that moment.
"Things are really bad, Mr. Li—"
"Enough, I know all about it. There's no need to report these things to me anymore," Li Qiyu coldly interjected, putting down her coffee cup. She had already investigated. The forces that led the attack on all her storefront jewelry stores had come from the Bo family.
It was either Bo Yeyuan, Madam Bo, or Mrs. Bo who had mobilized these people.
