Xiang Dongqing's counterattack directly threw Wen off balance.
"Xiang Dongqing, you stinking bitch, don't push me!" Wen's eyes were bloodshot, he roared hysterically.
"Press it then, if you press it, we'll die together!" Xiang Dongqing sneered, her pretty face contorted, revealing a fierceness that was even more terrifying than Wen's.
Wen trembled with anger, and roared: "Fine, then let's die together! I'm a factory owner, dragging down a multi-billion dollar group CEO with me, it's a good deal no matter how you look at it!"
After saying this, Wen's thumb pressed down hard!
But at this moment, a coin flew out of Qi Dengxian's hand, and with a slap, it struck Wen's wrist.
Wen was hurt by the coin, and his hand loosened, the remote control falling to the ground.
Xiang Dongqing's eyes were bloodshot, and as Wen was about to pick up the remote control, she suddenly pulled out the pencil from behind her head and stabbed it fiercely into Wen's arm!
"Aaargh!"
Wen let out a wolf-like howl of pain, blood splattered everywhere.
At this time, Qi Dengxian was also by Wen's side, raising his hand to strike a palm at the back of his neck.
The screams suddenly stopped, Wen's body slumped limply to the ground, unconscious.
Xiang Dongqing, with her hair disheveled, holding the blood-stained pencil, looked like a vengeful ghost, panting heavily, her murderous gaze fixed on Qi Dengxian.
"Now you can call the police!" Qi Dengxian turned to the terrified secretary at the door, his expression calm, as if nothing had happened.
The secretary came to her senses and hurriedly dialed the police.
Qi Dengxian bent down to pick up the coin on the ground, playing with it in his hand, he smiled at Xiang Dongqing, and said, "Let's talk?"
Xiang Dongqing took a wet wipe and slowly wiped the pencil clean, then put her hands behind her head and started to fix her hair.
"I have nothing to talk about with Xiang Donglei's people!" Xiang Dongqing said coldly, laughing.
"I'm not his man, let's say, he's my man, uh… the one I manage." Qi Dengxian said.
Xiang Dongqing frowned and said: "You're a prison guard?!"
Qi Dengxian nodded and said, "I left the prison by chance this time, Xiang Donglei entrusted me to take care of you before I left."
Xiang Dongqing put the pencil back into her bun, her cold gaze without any emotion, her lips as sharp as a knife opened slightly and said: "I don't need anyone to take care of me."
Qi Dengxian said: "I actually don't want to manage these messy things, but Xiang Donglei was very obedient in prison, he even helped me with a lot of work, and besides, his rotten life is about to end. So, I agreed to his request."
Hearing the news that Xiang Donglei was about to die, Xiang Dongqing's eyes finally showed a strange emotion, but she didn't speak.
Xiang Dongqing's eyes turned cold again, she said indifferently: "You pity me?"
Qi Dengxian shrugged slightly, then shook his head, and said: "You own a multi-billion dollar group, how can I have the qualifications to pity you? It's just that whether you can hold on to it or not is another matter…"
Xiang Dongqing sneered: "What do you know?!"
"I know you're being suppressed by the Dragon Gate, and I also know that the Xu family in the capital is preparing to get involved, and even Yu Xiaolong seems to be interested in the big cake of the Xiang Group." Qi Dengxian said calmly.
Qi Dengxian's first sentence left Xiang Dongqing unmoved, the second sentence made her eyes flicker, and the third sentence set off a storm in her heart.
Xiang Dongqing took a deep breath and calmed herself down.
The Xu family's involvement would only make the current situation worse. If Yu Xiaolong, who is quite influential throughout China, also intervenes, then the Xiang Group will probably be lost for good!
"You're just a prison guard, what can you do for me?!" Xiang Dongqing sat down, completely regaining her composure, her phoenix eyes sharp, she stared at Qi Dengxian, sizing him up.
"When your brother asked me for help, he was kneeling, tears and snot were flowing." Qi Dengxian replied expressionlessly.
Xiang Dongqing's eyebrows unconsciously raised slightly. She hated Xiang Donglei, but she knew very well that Xiang Donglei was a proud person.
Someone who could make him kneel and beg for help with tears streaming down his face would definitely not be so simple.
Qi Dengxian didn't wait for Xiang Dongqing to speak, and continued: "First, I need a job offer, any position is fine, but it can't be too low."
"Secondly, I won't use company resources, nor will I come to the company on time to work. I will only help when you face a crisis."
"Finally, I want to tell you that life is not just about hatred."
Xiang Dongqing sneered: "What do you know about love and hate?"
After saying this, she pulled out a document, swished it a few times, signed her name, and threw it in front of Qi Dengxian, coldly saying: "Deputy Director of Security Department, leave your name and phone number, then you can leave!"
Qi Dengxian looked at the woman's arrogant attitude, and couldn't help but have the urge to press her pretty face against the desk and rub it hard.
"Qi Dengxian?"
Xiang Dongqing looked at the document in her hand, her brows furrowed slightly.
"Hopefully, you're not as your name suggests, just an ordinary person!" Xiang Dongqing sneered.
Qi Dengxian ignored Xiang Dongqing's cold taunts, he reached out to Xiang Dongqing and said: "I need the detailed information in your hands, see how Dragon Gate is suppressing you, and also understand the operation of your group."
Xiang Dongqing said coldly, her face expressionless: "No rush, we'll talk about it when you officially join."
At this time, the police arrived, and directly took away Wen, who had threatened Xiang Dongqing with a bomb, and carried out a simple investigation.
The Xiang Group had a lot of power, and such a big incident was simply glossed over by Xiang Dongqing in a few words, she didn't have to go to the police station.
Xiang Dongqing handed Qi Dengxian's employment file to the secretary and asked her to handle it.
Qi Dengxian tossed the coin in his hand, then turned to leave.
"Wait." Xiang Dongqing called out to him.
"Hmm?" Qi Dengxian turned his head.
"How many days does he have left?" Xiang Dongqing asked coldly.
"I don't know, anyway, not long." Qi Dengxian shook his head slightly and left Xiang Dongqing's office directly.
After he left, Xiang Dongqing stood up, turned to the bookcase, and turned a photo frame that was facing away from her.
The photo frame contained a family photo.
"Even you, are about to leave me? Then, who should I hate?" Xiang Dongqing pursed her lips, clenched her fists, her knuckles turning slightly blue from the force.
Qi Dengxian waited for the secretary to finish processing the employment procedures, took his work badge, and left the Xiang Group.
He still had one thing to do, which was to solve the trouble of the Zhonghai Bank refusing to lend money to the Qiao Group.