My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

Chapter 175: Our Tastes are Identical

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Lu Lingche had never experienced such a crushing defeat before.

In the past, he had never even lost to Dongfang Mu; Shengling Corporation rarely lost to the Eastern Empire.

The taste of defeat was not pleasant.

With a stern face, he finally realized one thing; he had underestimated his opponent.

However, this opponent was not Dongfang Mu himself, but a mastermind behind him who helped him win this game.

Who was it?

Lu Lingche’s gaze swept over everyone on the Eastern Empire’s team.

He knew everyone, even including Qiao Yin, the so-called “new assistant” of Dongfang Mu.

However, Qiao Yin did not participate in the competition for the most part, spending most of her time chatting leisurely with Secretary Wan.

Thus, Lu Lingche’s gaze directly skipped over her.

She was the least likely person.

However, none of the remaining people had especially outstanding abilities, and so Lu Lingche suspected that Dongfang Mu might have sought external help; otherwise, this would be inexplicable.

After the meeting, everyone went back to the hotel.

By coincidence, Shengling Corporation and Eastern Empire had booked the same five-star hotel.

When the people from both sides met in the hotel lobby, there was quite a tense atmosphere.

Only Dongfang Mu was laughing: “President Lu, what a coincidence, we have the same taste, we both like this hotel.”

Lu Lingche looked at his insincere smile, suspecting that taste consistency referred to not only the hotel but also a reckless woman.

His gaze moved away from Dongfang Mu and landed on Qiao Yin.

She was wearing a white dress that day, the skirt covering above her knees, revealing two slender and white legs.

She wore a pair of nude high heels, making her look even more slim and tall.

Such an outfit gave her a chilly aura in the workplace, making her seem somewhat unfamiliar to him.

Seeing him staring at Qiao Yin, Dongfang Mu subtly moved to block half of

Qiao Yin’s face: “President Lu please, the elevator is here.”

Lu Lingche found him particularly annoying today.

He averted his gaze and took his people into the elevator.

Qiao Yin was still standing behind Dongfang Mu, peeking over his shoulder at Lu Lingche.

It was obvious that he was not in a good mood, his face colder than usual, and the pressure was much lower.

If he was unhappy, she was happy.

Seeing him and Shengling Corporation in a rut, she felt some sense of triumph. So, he finally tasted the bitter taste of defeat, hadn’t he?

And this, was just the beginning.

In the evening, Dongfang Mu booked a whole restaurant to treat the entire team for dinner.

Qiao Yin was naturally there.

The other engineers did not know her well, and she was too outstanding, apparently connected with both Dongfang Mu and Lu Lingche, so no one dared to chat with her.

No one considered her as the key to winning today’s project.

Everyone thought that Dongfang Mu had sought external help. He had indeed been recruiting talents to strengthen his power in the past couple of years, so it made sense.

After having a drink with each engineer, Dongfang Mu sat down next to Qiao Yin.

He raised his glass to her: “Thank you, Qiao Yin.”

He didn’t say much, but Qiao Yin understood his meaning, and she smiled at him: “Young Master Mu, you’re too polite, it’s what I should do.”

She raised her glass and clinked it with his, then drained it all.

She didn’t have much alcohol tolerance, but she was fine with one or two glasses.

Dongfang Mu was also a gentleman, only asking her to drink one, and did not ask her to drink more.

After the meal, he suggested for everyone to appreciate the foreign night scene.

Since everyone agreed, Qiao Yin agreed too.

But she didn’t expect that once they got outside, after just a few minutes, everyone had disappeared, and it was only her and Dongfang Mu left.

Dongfang Mu spoke softly with a gentle smile: “They have had a bit too much to drink, they might not have been able to hold up, so they’ve gone back to

rest..”