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Jiang Shiyu had a knowing look on her face. "If you want Feitian, just say it! Ms. Shi isn't one to refuse." If Dad wanted something from me, I would give it to him; after all, we are family.
Shi Yi's words caught Old Master Shi's attention, his gaze probing. She continued, "Dad, how about we make a trade?"
"Trade?"
Shi Yi nodded with a composed smile, resembling a benevolent benefactor. "You give me control of the Shi Family in exchange for Feitian. It would be a nice experience for both of us."
The old man’s expression darkened instantly, his anger nearly choking him.
Shi Yi skillfully waved her hand, signaling for a doctor to come in and press on the old man's acupoint to help him recover from his rage.
Once he calmed down, he scolded her angrily, "Are you all conspiring against me? Do you think I'm dead?"
Jiang Shiyu raised an eyebrow noncommittally, lounging casually in her chair.
"A Yu," the old man said, "you've been in contact with that girl again. Aren't you afraid of bringing trouble to her?"
Jiang Shiyu's expression changed immediately; her carefree demeanor vanished as her cold Peach Blossom Eyes turned icy. "Old man, just because I haven't brought up the past doesn't mean I've forgotten."
The old man was escorted away.
As Shi Yi exited the office, Huang Min peered in with concern. Shi Yi glanced over and approached, prompting Huang Min to quickly avert her gaze. "Manager Shi, is Shiyu alright?"
Shi Yi replied with a faint smile, "Huang Min, the company still needs President Jiang. No matter how good our personal relationship is, the company must have its structure."
Huang Min's face paled slightly as she muttered, "Understood, I'll keep quiet."
In the past month, the company had faced continuous issues; data concerning Qi Hao had nearly been stolen. Jiang Shiyu was playing a strategic game and knew that the old man wouldn't sit idly by but would wait for him to make a move.
Once the old man's underhanded tactics were exposed, his upright image crumbled. On the day of Qi Hao's test flight, Old Master Shi was forced to step down.
Many within the Shi Family had been bought off by Shi Yi. Although Old Master Shi was formidable, he was aging and couldn't hold on for much longer. Those with sense knew which way to turn, especially since Feitian was thriving and standing shoulder to shoulder with other traditional industrial companies; its future looked increasingly bright.
They weighed the pros and cons of their positions carefully.
There weren't many capable individuals in the Shi Family; most relied on the old man's influence. Faced with a competent successor like Shi Yi, they were delighted and wouldn't concern themselves with how furious the old man was.
Yun finished her rehearsal and took a sip of water while sitting on the floor, sweat glistening on her forehead and dampening her loose hair. She opened her phone to find a notification pop up on the screen: The new early warning aircraft Qi Hao has been successfully test-flown.
Yun didn't quite understand all of this, but she instinctively clicked on anything related to aviation, a habit she had developed over time. She glanced through the content and suddenly saw a video featuring Jiang Shiyu.
In the video, Jiang Shiyu was dressed in a black suit, standing tall. He wore silver-rimmed glasses perched on his high nose, his expression serious and composed as he explained Qi Hao's advantages with ease.
The barrage of comments at the top of the screen grew increasingly dense and overwhelming.
"Wow, I've never seen such a handsome engineer before! He's both good-looking and talented; I want to date him!"
"He's literally my ideal type; he's so handsome that I can't help but drool!"
"His voice is so magnetic! When he raised his eyebrow just now, it was absolutely stunning!"
"I'm sorry, but I need to change boyfriends. May boyfriend, Jiang Shiyu, here I come!"
No matter which direction he took, he shone brightly, and she felt happy for him.
Yun exited the app, turned off her phone, tidied up her things, switched off the lights, and headed home.
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