Regarding Hu Muqing's sharp remarks, Qin Feng and Shu Yajing both found it utterly unacceptable. While it was understandable that the eight-zero electronic book platform would prioritize profit, even if it meant setting traps for their own people; it was quite unkind to simultaneously rely on their people and create obstacles to maximize one's own benefits. Especially Shu, who felt like a mere tool used by her superiors. Qin Feng rose first from the ground, gazing at Hu Muqing whose eyes sparkled with excitement. "Are you absolutely certain about what you said just now?" "Absolutely certain," Hu Muqing replied with a bright smile. "Three of the latest models of handbags. When I return to Beijing, I'll be able to show them off to those materialistic women—see who dares to call me a poor girl anymore." Qin Daxiao then asked, "Are you sure you can take charge of Xiao Jing's matter and downplay my actions, treating them as minor issues?" "Of course." He Muqing said without hesitation, "I'm her supervisor, so she naturally has to listen to me. I certainly have the authority to make decisions on her behalf." Shu Jiaohua, unwilling to be outdone, jumped up from the ground and said with dignity, "I object. How do you claim to be in charge of me, He Leader? I'm an independent person, after all!" She was deeply upset that the other treated her like a tool, then used that very tool to leverage her position and demand unfair concessions from others. He Muqing grasped her hand firmly and pulled her aside, speaking softly, "Listen, this is a golden opportunity to take down Qin Feng. We need to work together, understand? Wouldn't you rather watch it slip away? We've known each other so well—how could you really go ahead and file a sexual harassment case against him? That would leave everyone looking bad. So, I insist you listen to me..." "No!" thought Shu Jiaohua. You're talking so casually, as if you're the one who's going to bear the brunt of the loss—yet in the end, you'll end up gaining something too. How can it be that all You want to squeeze Qin Feng, then go ahead and rely on your own strength—simply offer a proactive, seductive approach. With Qin Feng's impatience and urgency, he's bound to fall for it. Once he does, you can simply turn on him and take advantage. Shu Jing, feeling aggrieved, has never before chosen to go against her superiors. Qin Feng, on the other hand, has been delighted all along. What seemed like simple questions earlier were actually designed to create tension between the two women, to break their unshakable alliance, and then to dismantle them one by one. "Don't act like a child, Jing. Listen to me," He Muqing tried to assert her authority over her. For so long, Shu Yajing had endured her superior's dominance, and now, with this moment as the spark she'd been waiting for, she could no longer remain silent. She firmly replied, "This is my personal matter. I will handle it myself—there's no need for your leadership to get involved." He Muqing’s jade hands trembled as she realized she had fallen into Qin Feng’s trap. She now understood how difficult it would be to convince Shu Jiajing, and with a huff, she tossed out, “Fine! You’ve grown your wings now, haven’t you? Then go handle it yourself! If I intervene in any of your private matters again, I’ll take your surname!” With that, she turned and walked off. Shu Ya Jing’s large eyes stared straight at him for a while before she spoke, “Qin…?” “Jingjing, it’s my responsibility!” Qin Feng stepped in first, earnestly declaring, “I apologize—just now. I know it’s not very generous of me to defend myself. Still, I must say, your beauty, your intelligence, your excellent marksmanship and grace, and your sense of justice—all of these have truly captivated me, and that’s why I feel so drawn to you.” This was a classic flattery, really a subtle way of shifting responsibility. Well, whatever—pushing the responsibility onto her would at least elevate his moral standing. He could smile at that. Shu Jing’s expression changed. She stepped forward and grasped his collar firmly, “Do you really intend to take responsibility for me?” Clearly, this wasn’t the sentence she had originally planned—it had emerged only after hearing Qin Feng’s declaration of love. “Of course!” He nodded seriously. To completely dismantle the He-Shu alliance, it's necessary to make some concessions—after all, whether it's He Muqing or Shu Yajing, both are solidly beautiful women, and sacrificing their charm in pursuit of this goal would be a natural move. Shu's eyes, once sharp, now carried a teasing expression as she spoke: "Very well, then—break off your relationship with your current girlfriend." "Why?" Qin, the young magnate, blinked in surprise. "Hmph," Shu gently tugged at his collar, "you said you'd be responsible to me—how can you continue to maintain ambiguous relationships with other women? This isn't something I'm forcing upon you; it's your own choice." Qin's confidence dimmed, and he murmured weakly, "Then I'll retract—will that do?" Your guys are no match for you—how can you even avoid being pushed aside? Let me part ways with Huihui and the others? Forget it—before you, I'll always choose them. You, Su Ya-jing, are just a tree—dummies would give up an entire forest for one tree. Su Jiahua smiled, knowing this answer all along. "If you're not going to take responsibility, then fine—let's go to the Criminal Investigation Department. I'll tell them you sexually assaulted me, and not just once!" A threat? If it were any other woman, Qin Feng wouldn't have taken this seriously. But he was dealing with Su Jiahua—a woman who's fearless, unshakable, and has the spirit of being willing to sacrifice her life to pull down the emperor. Once she's riled up, she doesn't care about reputation or image—she'll actually file a formal complaint. "Um, let's discuss this a bit more," he began, playing on emotion. "He Liang also mentioned that we're all familiar with each other—why make things so tense? Besides, I've done my part to help you secure your lieutenant's rank. How about this—three new-generation BMW leather handbags, whichever you prefer—I'll treat you." Do you think I'm a materialistic woman? "Then four!" "You're really underestimating me, Shu Yajing! Four bags aren't enough to win me over?" Shu, the policewoman, spoke with firm conviction. "Unless it's six, I'm not interested!" Pfft! Qin, the young noble, once again collapsed face-first to the ground. What kind of people are these! He had thought the negotiations were hopeless, only to find out that Shu was simply determined to claim all the benefits for herself, refusing to let any leader take advantage without a fight.