Chapter 50: Cutting Him Down Part 1

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Normally, when a major client places an urgent additional order, the production manager would be sent over. But An Yuan deliberately sent his assistant, driving a luxurious Mercedes-Benz, to pick her up. Li Tian’er couldn’t refuse to show him some respect. Besides, she was still upset with Chen Bo and welcomed the chance to visit a neighboring city to clear her mind.

“The fabrics are in my office. Let’s have a meal first, then head over. The higher-ups suddenly requested custom-made executive uniforms. I had no choice but to accept. Since I don’t know which fabrics or styles are suitable, I had to trouble you to come over in person.”

An Yuan sighed deeply, looking as if he were in quite a predicament.

“You’re the company president—who could possibly boss you around?”

Li Tian’er found it odd. It was her own company; why would she be constrained by anyone? Especially when it came to something as internal as uniforms. An Yuan frowned with a bitter smile. Running a company wasn’t as easy or free as it seemed; the boss was always constrained from all sides.

“It’s complicated. You’re also in business, so you should understand my plight. Here, all the measurements are here. These uniforms need to be tailored to fit, unlike regular employee uniforms that come in standard small, medium, and large sizes.”

Hearing this, Li Tian’er immediately understood his meaning. Some matters were better left unsaid to avoid wasting money and stirring up trouble.

After inspecting the fabrics in An Yuan’s office and confirming the suitable styles, it was nearly eleven o’clock. Li Tian’er’s eyelids grew heavy, and An Yuan was exhausted as well. He had booked two rooms at the hotel, directly sent Li Tian’er to her room, and too tired to go home, he slept in the hotel himself.

The night passed without incident. The next morning, Li Tian’er woke naturally, checked out at the hotel front desk, and found the car An Yuan had arranged waiting outside.

She took the fabrics back to the garment factory, stamped the supplementary contract, and handed it to the courier to return to An Yuan. The courier said An Yuan had left on a business trip early that morning and that all follow-up matters should be communicated with General Manager Jiang.

Li Tian’er paid no particular attention to whether it was General Manager Jiang or not. As long as the processing order was fulfilled, the delivery was timely, and the remaining payment was collected, it didn’t matter whom she contacted. After confirming the uniform style and details with the craftsmen and inspecting the production area, it was already afternoon. Only then did she pick up the business card on the desk.

Jiang Chunyun, Chairman of Green Cloud Group.

The card listed a long roster of companies under Green Cloud Group, with An Yuan’s landscape park at the bottom.

Wow, quite an impressive title!

Having a group chairman personally oversee orders from a small garment factory sounded like a fairy tale.

She tossed the card casually into the drawer, grabbed her bag, and headed home.

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No one was home; the nanny had gone to pick up Kaikai and hadn’t returned yet. Chen Bo... she had been so busy she’d forgotten about him. Work truly was a woman’s best mental support. Yesterday, learning about Chen Bo had plunged her into darkness and made the world lose its color. Now, Chen Bo’s betrayal felt like a trivial matter. For a man who was unfaithful in both body and mind, the only choice was to make him leave empty-handed.

“Chen Bo, I think there’s no need for us to talk anymore. Pack your things and let’s get a divorce.”

Holding the phone, Li Tian’er was certain of her decision. Even if the child grew up without a father, she would never allow such a beastly man to be one.

Chen Bo remained silent on the line. When she repeated, “Let’s get a divorce,” he cleared his throat and said, “Alright, whatever you say.”

His voice was hoarse and tight, probably from not speaking for a long time.

“When will you come over?”

Li Tian’er no longer cared where Chen Bo was; she just wanted him to appear immediately and finalize the divorce. Otherwise, the delay would stretch into the Chinese New Year holiday.

“I can’t come now. I’m not in Dongling City. I’ll call you before I return. Take care of yourself. The baby is at a late stage and could arrive anytime...”

“Don’t worry about me.”

Li Tian’er cut him off and hung up.

Chen Bo’s intention was to control the timing of the divorce. Li Tian’er was angry but helpless. The matter was settled—it was just a matter of when. As she was a pregnant woman nearing delivery, she guessed the civil affairs bureau wouldn’t rush to process the divorce. According to their usual procedure, they would try to counsel them, urging reconciliation.

The garment factory officially went on holiday the next day, with all warehouse goods cleared. Workstations were tidied up, and after receiving their year-end bonuses, the employees wore cheerful smiles.

Sister Liao suggested a group dinner before the holiday. In the old factory days, leaders always gathered with employees before holidays.

Li Tian’er disliked how Sister Liao always brought up the past. When she first rehired these employees, it took a long time for everyone to shed their old sluggish work habits and adapt to the new efficient, high-output system. But seeing Sister Liao’s hopeful expression, Li Tian’er guessed she had already promised the circle of friends that if the dinner was refused, Sister Liao would lose face and her core status among the workers. If it weren’t for Sister Liao’s help in organizing things initially, the garment factory wouldn’t have gotten off the ground so quickly.

A meal wouldn’t cost much, so Li Tian’er decided to flatter Sister Liao and let her notify everyone of the year-end dinner at the Yu Man Lou Grand Hotel.

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Watching Sister Liao happily rush out to notify everyone, Li Tian’er leaned back in her chair and smiled.

Last time, when Chen Shu brought her to Yu Man Lou and announced their engagement in front of relatives, it felt like not long ago. Now, she was already an expectant mother and a woman preparing for divorce. By this reckoning, Li Tiantian’s twenty-five years had been quite eventful—three marriages and divorces, and two children...

More than thirty employees were divided into four tables, occupying the most prominent spots in the hall. Li Tian’er was surrounded by several core staff members, maintaining a smile. A table full of dishes, yet she had little appetite. As the boss, she couldn’t leave early. Sister Liao kept piling food onto her plate with serving chopsticks until it formed a small mountain.

Li Tian’er took a few symbolic bites but tasted nothing special.

Last time she dined here, her heart was full of sweetness. Now, things had changed, and she couldn’t deny that bitterness overshadowed any sweetness.

She didn’t understand why she had blurted out the name Yu Man Lou. Perhaps dining elsewhere might have felt better.

Two people entered through the restaurant door, like two beams of light drawing all eyes. The man was tall and sturdy; the woman was elegantly dressed. Every diner in the hall couldn’t help but follow their figures with their gaze.

The pair, led by the receptionist, headed to the VIP rooms.

“Isn’t that your husband?”

Sister Liao’s chopsticks froze mid-air, pointing toward where Chen Bo had disappeared.

Li Tian’er turned her face away, giving Sister Liao a faint smile.

“You’re mistaken. My husband is on a business trip.”

“Ah, they look so alike! Exactly the same! That’s why it seemed so strange. That woman was even holding his arm. If that were your husband, I’d be the first to go and teach him a lesson. Men can’t be spoiled, especially those who are promiscuous outside.”

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