Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

"Sir, I'm just worried—" The assistant stopped talking because of Xiao Xian's scary eyes.

"Like I told you. Everything can be discussed later even if we have an agreement and I'm not foolish to accept the offer straightaway. Know your place." Xiao Xian snorted. "If it weren't for my remedy, I'm not sure what this woman would do to us."

"What can she do?" The assistant wasn't convinced. "We have worked for Chanel for several years. Her net worth and company couldn't match us."

"Yes, Chanel's background is unmatched. But remember her resourcefulness and talent—how do you think she survives attack after attack from her opponents? Those who crossed her never had a good ending." Xiao Xian gritted his teeth. "Where do you think her ruthless title came from, Huh? She might not be able to fight against Chanel, but she sure can make us two lose our jobs."

The assistant hissed with an unbelievable expression and asked trembly. "Mr. Xiao, then wouldn't my previous act offend her?"

"Luckily no. I hope. I don't know; it doesn't seem to affect her." Xiao Xian said. "She doesn't reject my offer. Even ambiguity shows she no longer minds your behavior."

"Whew!" The assistant patted his chest in relief. "But, Sir. Her sister, Ling Yunxiang is really nasty on the internet. You won't believe it."

The assistant whispered as he mentioned Ling Yunxiang's event as far as he knew. Xiao Xian frowned and nodded.

"Don't think too lightly. These are all rumors. I can make a pretty good judgment of people." Xiao Xian said. "Even though she hasn't spoken, I can see clearly in her eyes. Things aren't simple. She might have offended someone and such a huge battle happens."

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The assistant also nodded. They had worked in the entertainment circle for so long and interacted with various ranks of artists. They understood the dilemmas and muddy water involved.

When both Xiao Xian and his assistant searched for Ling Yunxiang's black materials on the internet. None of it was found. Not a single one showed up. Someone had taken action.

Both stared at each other and felt heavy. Ling Yunxiang staying near Ling Qingyu proved who had acted. The battle between Titans was coming soon.

Ling Qingyu didn't care about the previous encounter and regarded it as an opportunity for future cooperation. Everything was under her grasp. She left behind.

Yang Qingyue opened her mouth slightly and closed it. Ling Qingyu noticed her behavior and asked. "What's the matter, Sister Yang? It doesn't look like the confident chief of police."

Yang Qingyue teasingly punched Ling Qingyu's shoulder and changed her expression to surprise. Unlike what she expected from weak women, who usually worked in the office all the time, Ling Qingyu possessed muscles.

Her knuckles felt a hard sensation and her hands tried to grope around. Yang Qingyue stared at Ling Qingyu in amazement. "You have time to practice?"

"I play gym and train under Sister Tang's guidance every early morning." Ling Qingyu said. "Ouch! What's that for?"

Yang Qingyue punched hard on the arm and rubbed it lightly. "To test the strength and elasticity. I envy you. You have so much opportunity to train with Sister Tang."

Ling Qingyu also felt fortunate to have Tang Ziyi by her side. She expressed gratitude to Miss System, no matter how much Tang Ziyi and Xiao Yue seemed to love teasing her.

These days, she experienced how her strength grew tremendously in a few days, even leaving behind her body in her previous life by a large margin.

The upper body strength and stamina were comparable to a boxer, having only competed for the first few years. The lower body was nothing short of astonishment in Ling Qingyu's eyes. The kicking power contained in her leg muscles could throw a strong grown man weighing over 180 pounds a few meters away.

Even Tang Ziyi, after measuring her strength, couldn't close her mouth in shock. She lamented Ling Qingyu should work in her field of work, weaving dangerously in life and death battles. She even swore, Ling Qingyu would reach the pinnacle of humanity in terms of strength and body potential easily.

Hearing her words, Ling Qingyu, who was immediately frightened, begged for mercy. Who wanted to hover between the worlds of life and death if it wasn't necessary, particularly for a wealthy lady like her? She hadn't even squashed a small portion of her richness.

Despite the training, her figure and beauty weren't damaged. The plumpness and softness still existed. Yet, the muscle fibers in her body went firmer and increased weight. Reluctant to possess a king-kong Barbie, Ling Qingyu talked with Tang Ziyi about her worries.

Fortunately, Tang Ziyi knew several ancient heritage methods and scientific ones to create an exercise solely for her. Resistant training instead of breaking. Repetition of sets instead of achieving quick success.

Training for more endurance and quick energy production during anaerobic moments. Explosive strength was the key. As a female, she didn't neglect legs strengthening for both beauty and power. The most vital aspects of the massaging method after a tired and strained body ensured her body didn't change too much.

Although her muscles had strengthened several times, Yang Qingyue's concentrated punch reached the nerve tissues in between the muscles and pain struck instantly.

"Hiss! Alright, but you don't have to try, I'm still a beginner." Ling Qingyu muttered in distress. "What are you gonna ask just now?"

"Hmm…Did you just make a business deal in a conversation with the Chanel's guy?" Yang Qingyue asked.

Ling Qingyu had black lines after hearing 'Chanel's guy'. The worst way to name a person. "Yes, what's wrong? It's just a negotiation for a deal, not a real cooperation." Ling Qingyu said with a shrug.

She patiently explained to her police wifey, the event going on behind the words exchanged between the business parties.

Everything was just for good business. There was no agreement or refusal. No one offended the other without valid reasons or extreme hatred.

Even a slight hate would be dissolved under interest. Hearing how the business deal was going on in between the conversations, Yang Qingyue was amazed.

"Don't look at me like a witch bringing weird stuff." Ling Qingyu chided. "It's the same in politics. A conversation happened before the real frameworks had been negotiated. "

Yang Qingyue nodded. She hadn't dealt with other officials on the table like Ling Qingyu said, since her time wasn't long yet. Although the position was stable, Yang Qingyue hardly interacted with the officials.

The only communication was with the mayor, commissioner and the judge, the highest in their tiers among the officials in Province N. During the dialogue, she used guns and threats to negotiate.

Where had she ever exchanged tits-for-a-tats with the officials? Yang Qingyue directly blew everyone's hidden rule and chose the fist.

Of course, the reason why she chose this way was her skills in officialdom were inferior to these old gingers, in addition to not desiring to waste her brain power tackling word battle.

Ling Qingyu didn't mention Chanel could likely be her future opponent. There must be a fight between the two in the future, regardless of whether the two reached cooperation and signed contract or not.

Yang Qingyue wouldn't be interested in her plan but keeping something secret was better. As for the fight or delay, Ling Qingyu didn't feel anything wrong with backstabbing after the two cooperated.

Naturally, she wasn't a white-eyed wolf or a snake, harming the benefactor. If Chanel turned out to be a valuable and righteous partner, their ideas were out of the mind.

If the other party was her deep close allies or friends, this idea would never pop up in the first place.

However, for mere cooperation, backstabbing seemed unrighteous but didn't appear wrong in Ling Qingyu's opinion.

She was certain, that should Chanel find an opportunity to take over her work and gain big benefits, they also wouldn't hesitate.

In the end, the two parties stayed only in a business relationship. No one owed one another. If one couldn't be cruel, the other would. To survive, only when others feared you, you would gain a breathing ground.