Pretty CEO's Soldier Son-in-law

Although it was already late autumn, the midday sun was still as hot as fire, making the breeze billow.    

    

However, Shen Yinbing could not feel the slightest bit of warmth, and her heart and even her body were ice-cold.    

    

A few hours had passed since she received the call in the morning. Shen Yinbing sat motionlessly on the ground in front of her car, looking like a statue.    

    

Cheng Yang, who usually had no regard for Director Shen, now looked at Shen Yinbing with eyes filled with pity. The usual harshness had been replaced by pity. She simply stayed by her side, silent and unmoving.    

    

The upper echelons of the Beishan Group that were normally quite graceful in front of others were all sitting on the side of the road like beggars. The men were smoking cigarettes while the women occasionally wiped their tears.    

    

A few dozen meters in front of them was Racetrack that had been brimming with vigor and vitality last night. However, it had now turned into ruins.    

    

Real ruins!    

    

Within the huge Racetrack, other than the local products such as cement and red bricks, even the locks on the doors of the horse corridor had turned into a puddle of solidified liquid.    

    

As for the 32 Eagle Britain Purebred horses, they were worth tens of millions, and not even a single bone was left.    

    

In order to prepare for the construction of this Racetrack, Shen Yinbing had to put aside the connections she had put in use for the time being and the amount of care she had put into it.    

    

The Racetrack Engineering had almost taken all the funds available in the entire Beishan Group, but all of this had completely disappeared in the midst of a bizarre fire.    

    

Even the lowest level employees of a company could guess the direction of Beishan Group after learning that Racetrack had turned into ashes: bankruptcy.    

    

Indeed, other than Southern Mountain, Beishan Group had a few other subsidiaries.    

    

But the key issue is that those subsidiaries also have to survive on an adequate funding chain.    

    

But now, after a huge fire, all of the funds seized by the Beishan Group had been completely burnt. Not to mention maintaining the normal operations of the other subsidiaries, they believed that the banks would soon seize and seal those subsidiaries to repay their debts …    

    

No matter what, Beishan Group bankruptcy was the only way out.    

    

Of course, luckily, the thirty-nine employees of Racetrack who were on the night shift were all able to survive this bizarre fire without suffering any injuries. This was definitely Shen Yinbing's only good fortune.    

    

As the replacement for Sister Hong, Jiao Enzo, who was in charge of overall Racetrack work, was sitting by the side of the road. He looked at the ruins with a blank face: he couldn't figure out how this big fire was set ablaze!    

    

According to his and Astoli's plans, they would properly manage the Racetrack, and build this place into a money tree. When the time was ripe, they would meticulously operate a sparrow to occupy the dove nest, making this place the source of funds for the activities of the Eastern Lands Base.    

    

It could be said that Jiao Enzo's hard work in Racetrack was not one bit inferior to Yan Hong's.    

    

But now, all of this had happened. Shen Yinbing was no longer of use to him. He didn't feel sorry for her at all. He just felt indignant. How could this be?    

    

Seemingly knowing the painful feelings of the higher ups of the Beishan Group, the Enforcer of the city s police station blocked the nearby villagers who had come here to cause a ruckus. The dozens of experts of the criminal law experts who had been transferred from the various substations were wearing masks on their faces, carefully searching for any suspicious points at the scene of the fire.    

    

Slowly, the sun began to set. Shen Yinbing was still motionless, but her body was bent down. Her face was as pale as a sheet of silver paper.    

    

Taking the jar of pure milk from Xiao Soong, Cheng Yang slowly squatted down and whispered, "Director Shen, you've been sitting here for more than ten hours now. If you continue staying here, your body will collapse."    

    

It was as if Shen Yinbing didn't see what Cheng Yang was doing at all and had heard what she said. She was still staring blankly at the scene of the ruins, not moving at all.    

    

Sighing softly, Cheng Yang stood up and returned the milk to Xiao Soong. Chief Liu Changming of the city police walked over with Liang Jiaojiao and a few other bureau chiefs.    

    

With Racetrack worth several hundred million, suddenly encountering such a bizarre fire, even if it was the QL's various levels of management, Heaven Palace, they would naturally be very concerned about it. As the Chief of the City Police, Liu Changming had rushed to the scene immediately.    

    

"Uncle, Uncle Liu..."    

    

Seeing Liu Changming coming over, Shen Yinbing's eyes moved. She used her hand to hold onto the car tire and was about to stand up, but it didn't work. Her legs had long ago gone numb and she didn't feel anything.    

    

"Xiaobing, don't get up. Just sit down!"    

    

Liu Changming, who had been busy at the scene of the fire for more than 20 hours, had his lips dried up by now. However, after seeing Shen Yinbing in such a state, he still pressed her shoulders and then slowly squatted down.    

    

Before Liang Jiaojiao could even agree, Xiao Soong handed over two cans of milk.    

    

Liu Changming picked up a can of milk and put it in Shen Yinbing's hand. He said softly, "Xiaobing, I can feel how you feel right now. But no matter what, the misfortune has already happened, so you should focus on your body. Don't forget that you are the leader of the group now. If you get tired again, your father's hard work and effort in Beishan Group would be completely wasted. "    

    

Just as Wu Tie said this, he heard Liang Jiaojiao whisper, "Chief Liu, Mayor Peng is here."    

    

After the fire, the leaders of the city, district, and even the province all came over. After all, Beishan Group was the largest private entity in the Jinnan Region, and it provided over a thousand jobs for the society. If Beishan Group could not survive this disaster, then the number of unemployed people here would likely increase the burden on the entire Heaven Palace.    

    

As for Jinan City Master Peng Yunmu, he was holding a meeting outside the city, and had only returned to the Jinnan in the afternoon, so he immediately rushed over to the scene.    

    

Liu Changming stood up and saluted Peng Yunmu, who was being escorted by several people: "Mayor Peng!"    

    

Peng Yunmu nodded and didn't say anything to Liu Changming. He just stood there and stared blankly at the scene of the fire for a moment before sighing softly. He said to Shen Yinbing who was helped up by Cheng Yang, "Xiaobing, I know the specifics. I also know that there's no need for us to say anything else. I can only tell you that you're still young and need to take good care of your body so that you can make a comeback as soon as possible! "    

    

"Peng, Mayor Peng, I know."    

    

Shen Yinbing had just finished her sentence when her vision turned black. She didn't know what to say next.    

    

On Thursday, October 4th, the weather was cloudy and the northwest wind was at three levels four, with a maximum temperature of 33 degrees.    

    

Faang Xiaotine sat in a comfortable leather chair with a copy of the Jinnan Times on her desk.    

    

On the front page of today's newspaper, there was a row of thick black words, especially those three exclamation marks at the back. It looked really shocking: The Racetrack of the southern part of Jinnan, which was worth hundreds of millions, had turned into ruins overnight!    

    

In the report, the reporter used his own point of view to calculate the fire that brought along Beishan Group, and even had a bad image of the two levels of Heaven's Mansion, which had already brought in over a thousand employees.    

    

The report said that this sudden huge fire had not only knocked down Shen Yinbing, who was known as the number one beauty in Eastern China, but had also caused thousands of employees to lose their jobs, reducing the taxes on the two Sky Departments in the Jinan City region. After all, Beishan Group was the king of taxes for private enterprises in the Jinnan region. The damage caused by the fire is incalculable.    

    

The last part of the report said that until now, Jinnan still hadn't found the origin of the fire. It was said that Provincial Hall had already interfered with this matter, but it was unknown whether or not they could eventually find out the cause of the fire.    

    

Below the report was a large illustration of the scene of the fire, as well as Shen Yinbing's dazed appearance as she sat in front of the car.    

    

Faang Xiaotine stared at the illustrations for a long time before she closed the newspaper expressionlessly. She casually put it aside and took a sip from her water cup.    

    

Despite Faang Xiaotine's calm expression, her heart was in turmoil.    

    

Because no one knows better than she who started this fire: she, who once admired Shen Yinbing's Faang Xiaotine!    

    

After confirming that Shen Yinbing and her son did not have any hope of getting together, Faang Xiaotine had once thought of having a good chat with her. She hoped that she would be able to understand her own situation and leave Gao Fei.    

    

However, Faang Xiaotine didn't expect Shen Yinbing to be so stubborn. She refused to leave Gao Fei alive and even brought out her long-dead mother to mock and ridicule her.    

    

This made Faang Xiaotine very unhappy.    

    

However, at that time, Faang Xiaotine hadn't thought of bringing Shen Yinbing to the end of her life.    

    

The main reason why she decided to use such extreme methods to kill Shen Yinbing was, of course, due to what the esteemed monk had said, the "Shura with ice on his body, cannot fly," and the red birthmark with the beautiful face on the right side of Shen Yinbing's rib cage.    

    

Of course, although Honest Monk's words completely moved Faang Xiaotine, making her suspect that Shen Yinbing was really from the Asura Faction, but she was still a senior official of the Heaven Palace. She would never confirm that a pure girl was a monster just because of a few words from an old bald donkey.    

    

After confirming that there was indeed a strange red birthmark on Shen Yinbing's right rib, the next day, Faang Xiaotine flew back to the Jingdu City, and went to the White Cloud Monastery.    

    

Daoist Cloud Dreamer was the direct descendant of the twenty-eighth Monastery Master, Taoist Du. He was already ninety years old this year. It was rumored that a certain big shot had paid a visit to Taoist Du who was known throughout the world for White Cloud Monastery.    

    

Of course, immortals like the White Cloud Monastery and Monastery Master s did not just casually reveal their secrets.    

    

As for Faang Xiaotine, the daughter-in-law of Gao Family, she was someone with enough qualifications to be personally received by Monastery Master.    

    

In the White Cloud Monastery, Faang Xiaotine obtained the answer that she wanted.