Mango ice is very delicious.

The retired soldier king, Han Yu, never dreamed that simply going to a hotel to interview for a bodyguard position would lead to............
Han Yu felt helpless, "Miss Lin, I'm sorry......."
Lin Qingya was both embarrassed and angry, "Sorry? Is sorry useful? Kneel down for me!"
......
The next day, a photo of Miss Lin of Lin Corporation passionately kissing a stranger exploded across the city. Every street and alley buzzed with talk of how the Iceberg Female CEO was nothing more than a hypocrite in public, secretly keeping who knows how many lovers.
At the board meeting of Lin Corporation, the directors united to pressure her, demanding her resignation from the company because of the damage to the corporation's reputation caused by Lin Qingya.
For her own honor and the reputation of Lin Corporation, Lin Qingya dialed that man's number.
"Hello, Han Yu, it's me, Lin Qingya."
"Meet me at the civil affairs office in half an hour, I'm going to marry you!"
With his medical diagnosis in hand, Han Yu said, "I'm sorry, but I refuse!"

Iceberg Female CEO's Unparalleled War King

While the Lin Changshan family was carefully devising their plans, Han Yu and Lin Qingya had already taken their seats at the table, listening to Old Mr. Song, Elder Yuan, and Lord Yue talk about the overall business atmosphere of Jiangnan Province and some recent planning and development in Jinling City.


Lin Qingya perked up her ears to listen closely, realizing this was a golden opportunity.


It was no joke; among the three heavyweights present, one was Lord Yue Hengsong, the ruler of Jinling City who oversaw urban planning and development. Gaining even a hint of city development information from him was an invaluable asset to any enterprise or family.


The second was the banking tycoon, Old Mr. Song Hanbo, whose Qianda Bank had several hundred branches across Jiangnan Province and the various counties and cities of Jinling. With assets worth trillions, the people he met and the information he held were by no means inferior to that of the city lord.


Chapter 330: Is Elder Yuan Sick?