Who Will Win?

Everything fell into place perfectly. The city bus came to a halt behind her, right on cue.

The bus driver was honking his horn because a Mercedes had taken over the bus lane.

"Thank you, Professor Zhan, but I'll take the bus." She smiled politely at Zhan Zifeng, then turned and got on the bus.

Standing inside the bus, Xiong Miao watched the Mercedes drive away.

Ever since her school days, Xiong Miao had always kept a low profile.

She accepted a ride from Zhan Zifeng last night, firstly out of courtesy, and secondly because the night wind was too cold, and she was freezing.

Even though Zhan Zifeng was her college professor, she understood the importance of maintaining appropriate boundaries, mindful of societal norms and the power of gossip.

She knew better than to casually accept rides in other people's cars, especially men's.

She understood exactly what Zhan Yeling meant by his words yesterday.

He thought she was seducing Zhan Zifeng, viewing her as a flirtatious woman, frivolously engaging even with his elder brother.

However, even if she was that kind of woman in his eyes, there was no need for such anger, he almost killed her.

It was merely an incident four years ago where she had unintentionally ended up in bed with him.

Did he really need to keep such a close eye on her, interfering with who she associated with?

Even she, as a woman, didn't mind who he was with. But he, a grown man, was so petty. It had been four years, yet he remembered the incident so clearly.

She worked at a nightclub, and he taunted her for doing anything for money.

She merely wore Zhan Zifeng's coat, and he was so angry he wanted to strangle her.

Soon, they arrived at the entrance of Rich Corporation. Xiong Miao got off the bus.

Zhan Zifeng, driving his Mercedes, arrived earlier than Xiong Miao.

At this moment, he was already in Zhan Yeling's office.

"Little brother, Rich Corporation has relied on you these days. You've worked hard," Zhan Zifeng's warm smile turned a bit cold.

Ordinary people would feel uncomfortable and angry hearing these words.

Let alone someone with a temper like Zhan Yeling?

The words Zhan Zifeng spoke were provocative.

What did he mean by relying on Zhan Yeling and appreciating his hard work?

His tone was clearly that of a boss speaking to a subordinate.

Was he implying that Zhan Yeling was managing Rich Corporation for him, and that he, Zhan, would eventually take charge?

Zhan Yeling's eyes were filled with coldness, his lips curving into a sardonic smile, "Are you mocking me, big brother? As the present and future president of the Zhan family, I'm merely doing my duty. Otherwise, would you squander the money you take abroad?"

Zhan Yeling was implying that the money Zhan Zifeng was using was earned by him. He, as the one in charge of the Zhan family, was supporting him. He should be more modest and tail between his legs in front of him.

Being a smart man, Zhan Zifeng instantly understood his words.

A flash of coldness passed through Zhan Zifeng's gentle eyes, but he quickly concealed it, "You're joking, little brother. I can't always stay abroad. This time I returned home, and I don't plan on leaving."

"Is that so? Then you need to find a job. After all, Rich Corporation can't hire a public school teacher," Zhan Yeling calmly replied, his words brimming with dominance.

The air between the two brothers was thick with tension, like a haze of gunpowder. Gu Yi stood on the side, continuously wiping his cold sweat. Both of these men were tough figures, and he didn't dare to utter a word.

"I don't need you to worry about my work, little brother. You should be focusing on the product launch in a few days. After all, when it comes to design, I've never lost. The Rich Corporation mainly focuses on fashion design. If you lose this time, it won't look good in front of father. If he gets upset, it's not impossible for him to hand over the reins to me."

Zhan Zifeng's eyes gleamed with confidence, as if he held all the winning cards.