202: Chapter 202 Which Hand to Hold?

Qin Ge wrapped his arm around Lin Xiaojin's slender waist and said nonchalantly, "Wait a moment."

He looked at Lin Xiaojin's slightly flushed cheeks and said with a smile, "It's not easy to come back for a visit."

Lin Xiaojin shook her head. "I'm fine. Jiang Yingxue is a very good person. While you weren't at the company, she took great care of me. You should hurry and go help her; don't let her get bullied."

"Jiang Yingxue takes good care of you?" Qin Ge raised an eyebrow.

Lin Xiaojin nodded. "Jiang Yingxue often takes me out to eat, accompanies me shopping, and has given me so many clothes."

"I invited her to dinner at home, and she was very polite to my mother. She even gave my mother a lot of skincare products. I clearly wanted to return the favor, but in the end, I just keep owing her more and more."

Bai Jing quickly interjected, "I gave you clothes too. Have you forgotten about that G-string I gave you?"

Swish—Lin Xiaojin's pretty face turned even redder.

It looked just like a ripe red apple, ready to drip with juice.

Yet she didn't refute it and just nodded. "Secretary Bai treats me very well too, and everyone in the company takes great care of me!"

In her heart, she knew that all of this was brought about by Qin Ge.

It was because Qin Ge pampered her and loved her that she received so much care.

"Only you, Lin Xiaojin!"

Qin Ge poked Lin Xiaojin's forehead, shook his head, and didn't scold her further.

Theoretically, it should have been the other people in the company receiving the care.

Only Lin Xiaojin consistently placed herself in the position of a small employee in the Operations and Maintenance Area.

She never thought of overstepping her bounds, nor were there any signs of her being corrupted by money or power.

Perhaps this was the true lethality of a white moonlight.

Not the fake white moonlight that one loves but cannot obtain, beautified in memory after being washed by time.

After giving a few simple instructions, Qin Ge left the company with Bai Jing.

As soon as Qiao Yingzi stepped on the gas pedal, under the starlight roof, Bai Jing tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and sat in the car, casting flirtatious glances with a charming allure.

Hiss—Qin Ge gasped, staring at the mischievous Bai Jing, and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Bai Jing mumbled hesitantly, "Fulfilling my duties as a secretary!"

If they were anywhere else, she wouldn't have dared to be so bold.

But Qiao Yingzi was a female bodyguard and Qin Ge's trusted confidante.

She figured there was no need to avoid suspicion.

Most importantly, she felt that her status in Qin Ge's heart was too low.

Low to an unimaginable degree.

Furthermore, there was a Mu Xinyi whose persona clashed with hers!

This made her sense of crisis even greater!

If she didn't fight for it now, her position in Qin Ge's heart would sooner or later be pushed to the outskirts of the fifth ring road.

That was something Bai Jing could not accept!

Of course, Bai Jing didn't think she could receive the special honor that Lin Xiaojin held in Qin Ge's heart.

She had a clear definition of herself.

Bewitching, charming, with a hot figure.

She could only try to be as charming and alluring as possible.

Since she couldn't be pure and beautiful, she would be seductively earth-shattering!

Taking the opportunity to leave an indelible impression in Qin Ge's heart.

Gulp!

Just like Bai Jing, Qiao Yingzi, who was observing through the rearview mirror, also gulped.

With just a faint glance, she understood why Luo Li, who had been so adamant earlier, ultimately failed to follow through on her own words and ended up being carried into the car by President Qin the whole way.

It was too outrageous!

"Bai Jing, oh Bai Jing!"

Qin Ge patted Bai Jing's small head heavily and sighed helplessly, "You damn woman, you really are a Genius!"

...

On the other side, inside the factory of the Jiang Xue Group.

Pan Biao, head of the Pan Family, a large man nearly 1.9 meters tall, sat on the sofa with several bodyguards whose muscles looked like coiled dragons standing beside him. He looked with a playful expression at the Yunhai City's Number One Beauty, who had stunned him at first sight, and said amusedly, "President Jiang, don't even think about using your connections."

"Let me put it this way: in the entire Yun Province, as long as the Pan Family speaks, no one dares to defy our will and let this batch of women's clothing from your Jiang Xue Group enter the market!"

Jiang Yingxue put down her phone, turned her head, and retorted angrily, "You have quite the nerve!"

She looked back at the company executives who were in a state of anxiety and sighed helplessly in her heart.

She then looked at Pan Biao, furrowing her brows, and asked, "What exactly do you want?!"

Pan Biao crossed his legs and said with an interested smile, "First, I need to add another twenty percent to my profit margin on the original contract."

Creak!

Jiang Yingxue clenched her small fists, unaware that her knuckles had turned white.

The original thirty percent profit margin was already considered the highest in the industry.

Now, Pan Biao actually wanted to increase the profit margin she had to concede from the Jiang Xue Group to fifty percent.

The key was that the Pan Family's channels were not responsible for any arrangements regarding distribution and operations.

This was almost equivalent to making the Jiang Xue Group work for the Pan Family for free!

However, the Pan Family was indeed a titan in the clothing industry. If she went against them, not to mention the market in Yun Province and beyond, even in Yunhai City, her Jiang Xue Group would face strangulation by the Pan Family!

"Fine, fifty percent it is!"

Jiang Yingxue clenched her small fists and nodded in agreement, though unwillingly.

She could have sought help from Qin Ge,

but it had been a while since they last met, and asking for help the moment they saw each other...

that would be too abrupt.

If Qin Ge misunderstood and thought she had changed her mind just to cling to power,

that would be equivalent to losing half her life, and some profit margins certainly couldn't console that!

"Don't be in such a hurry to agree." Pan Biao shook his head. "I have other demands!"

Jiang Yingxue frowned. "What other demands do you have?!"

Pan Biao stared greedily at Jiang Yingxue's professional OL suit and her graceful figure. Even as a top tycoon, he coveted her intensely. "Ever since my wife passed away, I haven't had any intention of remarrying."

"But meeting President Jiang today, I feel like we've known each other for a long time!"

Jiang Yingxue clenched her small fists, and faint veins bulged on her slender, fair neck. She scolded furiously, "Pan Biao! Are you dreaming!?"

She had thought that Pan Biao came to Yunhai City this time just to bully her as a newcomer in the industry.

Wanting to squeeze her profits and profit from it.

She never expected that this old thing, whose daughter was already her age, would actually want to lay his hands on her!

"President Jiang, don't be in such a hurry to refuse." Pan Biao sighed. "You know that without my permission, the market release of this batch of goods is nowhere in sight."

"You've invested nearly five hundred million into the initial input and some promotional operations for your Jiang Xue Group."

"Five hundred million going down the drain is enough to plunge your group into a liquidity crisis."

Pan Biao looked at Jiang Yingxue's cold and stunningly beautiful face. "I'm just about to attend a ball and need a female companion. In such an occasion, you can also get to know some big shots."

"Between you and me, the most we'll do is hold hands; it's not as straightforward as you think!"

Just as Jiang Yingxue was unable to contain her rage, crisp footsteps sounded outside the factory.

Following that, a playful, cold laugh rang out:

"Hold hands?"

"Which hand are you going to hold?!"

Pan Biao looked at Qin Ge, who was walking in from outside the factory, pointed in Qin Ge's direction, and asked Jiang Yingxue, "Who is he?"

Pfft!

With a thought, Qin Ge condensed his Protective Aura into a blade, and Pan Biao's arm was severed right from the shoulder, falling to the ground.

The cut was as smooth as a mirror, and it took a full second and a half before blood gushed out like a fountain.

Qin Ge walked slowly to Jiang Yingxue's side, glanced at Pan Biao, and asked again with a smile on his lips, "Which hand were you planning to use to hold my woman?"