"You know the shareholders' meeting is at two in the afternoon, and I'm about to become president of the Ji Corporation. How could I let you ruin my big opportunity at such a crucial moment?"
Shen Qingjun's face turned pale in an instant as she recalled Ji Mingyuan's ruthlessness—someone who could even kill his own mother, elder brother, and nephew. Panic and fear surfaced in her eyes, and she turned to rush towards the door.
"Gaoyi." Ji Mingyuan called out indifferently.
Ma Gaoyi understood and quickly caught up, grabbing Shen Qingjun's arm.
Shen Qingjun struggled with all her might.
But the disparity in strength between men and women was vast, especially since Ma Gaoyi was trained. How could Shen Qingjun be his opponent?
In just a few moments, Ma Gaoyi had pinned her arms behind her back, rendering her immobile.
He brought her in front of Ji Mingyuan, "Second Master, how should she be dealt with?"