The Billionaire's Hidden Affection

Chapter 990 - 987: The Final Battle 7

"Just wait... sigh, at this point, all we can do is leave it to fate..."

Right then, a noise came from downstairs.

Zhou Ting and her mother ran down.

The old man strode in, followed by several strategists behind him.

Mother and daughter quietly hid, watching with their own eyes as a group of young elites from the group company went into the study. Madam Zhou let out a long sigh. Zhou Ting whispered, "Mom, do you think there’s still any chance for a turnaround?"

Her mother sighed deeply. "Your dad’s company hasn’t exactly been sheltered from storms all these years. He’s done business his whole life, I trust him... but..."

She didn’t finish, but Zhou Ting already understood completely.

Old Zhou’s goal in this round of competition was to lead the company out of its predicament. And he’d practically had it in the bag.

All these years, he’d been deliberately building, painstakingly planning, for this exact point in time.

Yet now, everything fell apart at the last step.

The future of the money trail was completely ruined.

Trying to seize the decisive business opportunity again was already unlikely.

It was late into the night before the study door finally opened.

Zhou Ting quietly slipped inside.

The ashtray on the desk was overflowing with cigarette butts, and her father’s eyes were bloodshot.

"Dad... that ungrateful bastard Old A, was he bought off by Old Zhang a long time ago?"

Old Zhou cut her off. "Tingting, where’s Huang Xiaojue?"

She froze for a moment. "He’s still in a meeting, he hasn’t come back yet."

"Notify him to come back immediately. I have something important to talk to him about."

"This..."

Old Zhou barked, "Go, now."

Zhou Ting didn’t dare disobey. She turned at once, but before she could step out, Old Zhou called her back. "Tingting..."

She turned her head at once.

"Huang Xiaojue has a batch of documents—the ones I told you to ask him for last time. Did he give them to you?"

Zhou Ting shook her head. "No. He said they weren’t sorted yet. I thought they weren’t that important, so I didn’t press him..."

"Within one day, you must destroy all of those documents."

She asked cautiously, "What if he won’t agree?"

Old Zhou’s eyes were sharp as knives. "If I’m right, Huang Xiaojue already has his own agenda..."

"This... Dad, that’s impossible, isn’t it? He’s never shown any abnormal signs..."

"Tingting, don’t worry about anything else. Just take care of that batch of documents."

As soon as Zhou Ting withdrew, Madam Zhou quietly walked in.

They’d been married for many years, and she herself came from an old family. With the nest overturned, no egg stays intact, but she still clung to a last shred of hope. "The father of my child... is it really so bad that there’s no way to salvage it?"

Old Zhou collapsed weakly into the chair, the last bit of spirit he’d forced up in front of his subordinates and daughter dissipating.

He shook his head. "It’s over, it’s over... this time, it’s completely over... I never thought it would be Old A, I really didn’t..."

He’d always been a running dog in the company—whoever you told him to bite, he’d bite. After thirty years, he was already used to being ordered around like a slave. But who would have thought that the mad dog would suddenly bite from behind?

"I’d started to guard against him. These past two years, we haven’t let him take part in any major projects... On the surface he just drifted along, slacking off... I thought he’d given up, settled down... who knew..."

One slip in a hundred precautions.

He’d guarded against many people, and he hadn’t even completely let down his guard against Old A, but who could have known?

Madam Zhou suddenly asked, "Is Old A really that capable? In the company these years, he hasn’t been part of the core anymore..."

"He has backup!"

"Who’s his backup?"

"Wan Donglin!"

Old Zhou ground his teeth. "From the looks of it, Wan Donglin must have started talking to him at least five years ago, and in the last two years, completely turned him."

"Is Wan Donglin really that capable?"

"Aside from him, there’s no one else who fits."

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