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I looked at everyone with determination, hoping they could reignite their fighting spirit. However, I knew this would take time.
"Mr. Lin, can we... continue?" A hesitant voice came from one of the employees. I smiled slightly and patted his shoulder.
"Right now, we need to speed up and reorganize the project design and the materials and processes for the Kickoff Meeting to ensure its smooth execution." I began to assign tasks, my voice firm, and the employees gradually stabilized their emotions, starting to act according to my instructions.
I assigned Li Ming to continue investigating the previous design drafts, asking him to collect and preserve all original data related to the designs and proposals. I knew this was the most critical moment; we could not afford any mistakes.
Chen Feng's praise and promises were like honey, gradually enchanting Su Wan.
"Su Wan, you are the artist I admire the most. You have talent and creativity; you just lack a stage."
"And I can provide you with that stage."
"As long as you are willing, I will offer you the best resources and support to make you the brightest star."
Chen Feng's voice lingered in Su Wan's ears like a spell. Su Wan looked at the man before her; his confidence and charm were irresistible. She clearly understood that Chen Feng's influence was enough for her to achieve all her artistic dreams.
However, there was still a part of her that felt anxious.
"Chen Feng, I need time to think." Su Wan's voice revealed her struggle. She feared betrayal, feared losing Lin Xiang, but she feared even more losing this opportunity—the chance to realize her dreams.
In the end, she agreed to Chen Feng. While in Chen Feng's villa, as she was preparing to go to his study, she inadvertently overheard a conversation between Chen Feng and another person.
"Mr. Chen, since we have already obtained the design drafts, why do we still need Su Wan to come forward and testify against Lin Xiang?"
"I know Lin Xiang; he values this project and will spare no effort to secure investment. Wouldn't it be simpler to report him directly with these design drafts?"
Chen Feng snorted coldly, his voice laced with disdain.
"What do you understand? Su Wan is Lin Xiang's girlfriend. If she testifies, the effect will be different."
"Moreover, on the day of the Kickoff Meeting, all media attention will be focused on her. At that time, our Future City can appear as the victim and naturally secure the investment for the Sky Garden."
"As for Su Wan, don't worry. Women always seek fame and fortune. As long as we give her a little incentive, she'll obediently do as we say."
Chen Feng's voice exuded confidence; he seemed to already envision his successful future.
"But what if Su Wan backs out?"
"She won't; she's an ambitious woman. I've provided her with such good material conditions, and she's enjoying it. Besides, she craves success and recognition—how could she easily give up such a great opportunity?"
Chen Feng paused for a moment before continuing, "Artists? Hmph, they're all a bunch of self-important individuals."
Su Wan stood at the door, listening to Chen Feng's words, feeling a mix of emotions.
She never expected that Chen Feng's praise and promises were merely a means to exploit her.
She also never anticipated that his disdain and sarcasm towards art were in stark contrast to the dreams she had always upheld.
She returned to her room, sitting on the sofa and gazing at this space filled with artistic ambiance.
Every piece of artwork here was chosen by Chen Feng for her; they were all things she had longed for.
But now, they seemed to have become tools for his exploitation.
At night, after satisfying himself, Chen Feng held Su Wan in his arms.
He gently stroked her hair, his tone tender.
"Su Wan, I need you to help me testify."
Su Wan's heart trembled; she knew what Chen Feng was referring to.
"Chen Feng, I..."
Chen Feng placed a finger on her lips, silencing her words.
"I know what you're worried about. But think about it, if we succeed, this city will bear our mark."
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