Madam’s Awakening Shocks The Whole World
Chapter 260 - 182: Impossible, how could it be her?_4

Chapter 260: Chapter 182: Impossible, how could it be her?_4

The sight and their movements had the two men peeing their pants—what kind of person was this girl to crush a phone with her bare hands and remain unfazed? They had thought she was just an ordinary person, but now they couldn’t associate her with being ordinary at all. Did she really know who they were just now?

"Please let us go, we’re just working here, just following orders from above. We didn’t want to do this either," the man in the white shirt pleaded, knocking his head in apology as soon as he realized they had been exposed.

Qin Qin concealed the darkness in her eyes, curved her lips into a smile, "It’s too late, I gave you a chance just now."

"Take them away."

The two men wailed, clueless about what kind of punishment awaited them at the hands of the Qin Gang.

When only the three of them were left, Lu Xue Zhen hurried forward and grabbed Qin Qin’s hand. Noticing the cuts from the cell phone glass on her hand, she complained, "Why did you have to crush the phone? Look at your hand."

Qin Qin withdrew her hand, smiled at Lu Xue Zhen, "Don’t worry, I’m fine, I was just thinking about some things."

"It’s just Jing’s Group—does it really make you so angry?" It was the first time she had seen Qin Qin so angry over a group that had nothing to do with her. She had clearly seen the fleeting darkness in Qin Qin’s eyes just before.

"Yes, from now on Jing’s Group will be my greatest enemy," Qin Qin declared.

Having heard this, Lu Xue Zhen and Zhao Han were both stunned. Today’s events had led Qin Qin to mark Jing’s Group as her biggest enemy?

Qin Qin didn’t tell them the full story and didn’t plan to share it with them.

Jing Zhimei, just you wait, I’ll be coming for you soon."

As this was happening, the manager of a branch of Jing Pharmaceutical Group had his expression dramatically change, and then he immediately made a call to Jing Xiang.

At that moment, Jing Xiang was in the embrace of a beauty. Hearing the report from the branch office, he smashed his phone in a fit of rage.

"It’s just a small pharmaceutical group and dare to oppose me, Jing’s?"

"Xiang, let’s not worry about these things. You are the chairman of Jing’s Group; why bother getting angry over these people? No matter what, they can’t compare to you," a seductive woman nestled against Jing Xiang’s chest, her index finger tracing suggestively across his chest. Jing Xiang kissed the woman, cursed her as a little temptress, and completely forgot about the Heavenly Medicine Group.

Outside, Jing Xiang’s secretary stepped aside, took out a phone, and reported the situation.

Jing Zhimei was at Divine Doctor Sect, kneeling on the tatami mat with elegant and exquisite tea set before her, cleansing her hands with incense, the kettle on the nearby stove boiling water. With her slender fingertips, she took the hanging kettle, poured water into the purple clay pot, discarded the first infusion, added water again, and finally poured herself a cup of clear tea.

The whole process was full of graceful and noble gestures, her beauty captivating—it was no wonder she was known as the foremost belle of Jingdu City.

As her phone vibrated on the table, she ignored it, still immersed in her kung fu tea ritual. In her previous life, she detested Qin Qing’s tea-brewing gestures and her skillful elegance; in this life, she was determined to master everything Qin Qing knew and loved, and to do it even better than her.

She believed she had succeeded in everything except medicine.

At this thought, Jing Zhimei’s eyebrows knitted together, and without a second thought, she smashed her tea cup on the floor, her composure serene and elegant, as if the flash of anger a moment ago was not her doing.

The phone continued ringing; Jing Zhimei glanced over and picked up the call. The voice of her secretary came through, Jing Zhimei’s expression darkened, and she sneered, "It’s just a small group."

Jing Zhimei was always proud and looked down on these small groups. In her mind, these groups were nothing but little ants. If she decided they should disappear, they would disappear.

"I’ve got it!"

After hanging up, Jing Zhimei poured herself another cup of fragrant tea and elegantly savored it.

"Come, check out who the person in charge of the Heavenly Medicine Group is for me," Jing Zhimei commanded without even lifting her head, and the man nodded and went off to do her bidding.

The next day, the man, with the information he had gathered, entered Jing Zhimei’s room in the Divine Doctor Sect.

"Sect Leader, here is the information you requested, including the medicine produced by the Heavenly Medicine Group," the man placed the items before Jing Zhimei, who nodded in acknowledgment.

Jing Zhimei picked up the documents from the table with disdain, her beautiful eyes scanning the page, "Lu Xue Zhen?!"

"Yes, the president of the Heavenly Medicine Group is Lu Xue Zhen," the man answered respectfully.

Jing Zhimei glanced at the unfamiliar face of Lu Xue Zhen, seemingly in her mid-twenties, and chuckled coldly.

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