Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?-Chapter 102
The words seemed to have a switch, turning off all the sounds, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
Su Guoqiang’s eyes flashed sharply, and he clenched the hand on his knee. "Yanyan, managing a company is not so simple. You are an actress, and Chenxi is still in school. How can you manage it?"
"Oh?" Tong Yan raised an eyebrow. "So, does that mean the Su Group has flourished under Uncle’s hand?"
These words were clearly filled with sarcasm.
Who doesn’t know the current scale of the Su Group, barely half of what it used to be.
Su Guoqiang felt deeply embarrassed, casting a vicious glance her way, yet his face worn a smile. "Yanyan, be obedient. When you grow up a bit more, don’t you believe in your uncle that the company will be yours sooner or later?"
Tong Yan smiled faintly. "Then I’ll wait for Uncle to offer the company up with both hands."
Even though she and Chenxi held more than thirty percent of the shares, Su Guoqiang has wielded power in the Su Group for years, having nurtured plenty of loyalists, and likely has numerous shareholders supporting him. To rashly take over would certainly be challenging, possibly affecting the fundamentals of the Su Group, yielding more loss than gain.
She was saying these words only to give them a warning.
Although the food tasted quite good, Su Guoqiang ate it feeling as if he were sitting on pins and needles.
Lin Jiaojiao suddenly stood up. "Sorry, I’ll be right back."
After a while, Lin Jiaojiao returned with a hint of delight in her smile.
Tong Yan watched it all with an impassive expression.
At this moment, the final course of soup was served, one bowl for each person.
Tong Yan pretended to lift her bowl and drink, catching Lin Jiaojiao’s excitement from the corner of her eye, as if she were eagerly anticipating her drinking it.
She put down the soup and said to Su Mingyue, "Sister Ming Yue, your soup looks tastier, let’s swap."
After speaking, she swiftly swapped their soups and finished hers in one go.
Su Mingyue looked at her disdainfully, lifted the soup, and was about to drink when Lin Jiaojiao suddenly knocked it over.
Tong Yan watched her panicked expression, smiling slightly. "Aunt, what’s wrong? Are you disgusted by the soup because I’ve touched it?"
Lin Jiaojiao vehemently denied, "No, no, I just accidentally touched it."
How could she have discovered she had drugged it? Impossible. It must be a coincidence.
"Aunt, how about this, let’s call the waiter over, and ask what ingredients are in this soup. How about that?" Tong Yan said smiling, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes, carrying a chilling coldness.
Panic lasted only for a moment, Lin Jiaojiao quickly regained her composure. "Yanyan, why make such a hassle? If you want this soup, Aunt will make it for you."
Tong Yan ignored her words and simply called the waiter over, her gaze calm. "Did you serve the soup? Did it pass through anyone else’s hands?"
The waiter glanced at Lin Jiaojiao, denying, "No, no, guests, what’s the matter with the soup?"
"Very well." Tong Yan smiled faintly, picking up her phone to call someone.
Qiao Jing quickly answered, "Hero Tong, what’s wrong?"
Hero Tong...
Tong Yan felt her life was distant from the femininity.
"Young Master Qiao, your hotel isn’t doing well. The waiters even dare to drug the customers. If it continues like this, your hotel will face closure soon," Tong Yan said leisurely.
"... I will thoroughly investigate this," Qiao Jing said very seriously. Every time he saw her, there was no good news – either losing money or getting beaten up, now even getting cursed.
Tong Yan glanced at the name tag and employee number on the waiter’s chest and reported it to him.
