The Remaining Life Has Its Limits

Chapter 19

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"who?"

Qin Nan saw that Ye Sibei's expression when answering the phone was not very good, so he asked another question. Ye Sibei looked at him and said, "Fuqiang Real Estate said they want to talk to me."

"Then you can't go."

Chen Jun immediately said, "It's a trap." He looked at Qin Nan, "It must be a trap. Brother Nan, my sister-in-law can't go."

"What do you think?"

Qin Nan ignored Chen Jun's words and just looked at Ye Sibei. Ye Sibei put away his phone and said, "I agreed to go."

Qin Nan nodded: "I'll take you there."

Ye Sibei paused with the chopsticks in her hand, thought about it, and nodded.

After dinner, Ye Sibei packed up and went out with Qin Nan.

The two of them left the store and saw Qin Nan carrying out a motorcycle. He took a helmet from the back seat and handed it to her: "Here."

Ye Sibei was stunned and couldn't help but ask: "You're just riding this?"

"I rode this before I got married," Qin Nan laughed, "but I stopped riding it after I got married. Why don't I try it today?"

Ye Sibei smiled. She took the helmet and put it on clumsily. She carefully sat on the back of the motorcycle, one hand on Qin Nan's shoulder and the other holding the iron pole behind the motorcycle.

"alright."

"I've never seen you so gentle."

Qin Nan complained, but he rode very slowly, as if he was taking care of her.

Ye Sibei sat behind him, watching the sunlight fall on the young man's face. He remained calm and composed, as if those hurtful words had never appeared in his world.

She looked at his handsome features and deep eyes.

As she watched, she slowly realized that he was such a good person.

Such a handsome and beautiful man.

She looked at him greedily from behind, wanting to get closer but not daring to go forward.

The car slowly drove to Fuqiang Real Estate. Qin Nan stopped the car and Ye Sibei got off the motorcycle. Qin Nan raised his hand to take off her hat. Ye Sibei stood in front of him. Qin Nan reminded her: "Remember to record it."

"Um."

"If you want to curse, curse. Don't let others bully you. Recite the curse words again."

"Okay." Ye Sibei smiled. Qin Nan thought about it and said, "How about I accompany you..."

"Qin Nan," she interrupted him, staring at him, "You've already done everything by sending me here."

Qin Nan looked up at her. Ye Sibei said seriously, "I can walk the rest of the way alone."

Qin Nan was stunned for a moment, and Ye Sibei turned around, walked out of the shade of the trees, and walked towards the entrance of Fuqiang Real Estate.

As soon as she entered Fuqiang Real Estate, everyone looked over. Ye Sibei walked to the front desk, pretending not to hear any of the looks, and said directly: "Manager Tao asked me to come here."

The receptionist looked at her, stunned for a moment, and then nodded immediately: "Wait a moment."

As she spoke, she called Tao Jie. After a moment, she nodded: "Sister Ye, Manager Tao is waiting for you in the conference room."

"Thanks."

Ye Sibei nodded and walked directly to the meeting room.

In the conference room, Tao Jie and her group were busy and confused. Tao Jie called out to the people around her: "Quick, turn on the recording."

As she spoke, Tao Jie saw Ye Sibei appear outside the meeting room door. A man hurriedly unpacked the recording equipment and put it under the table. At the same time, Ye Sibei pushed the door open and walked in.

Ye Sibei took a quick glance and found that there were three people sitting in the conference room. Tao Jie was sitting on the side, a middle-aged man was sitting in the middle, and next to her was a woman in her thirties. She was dressed simply and looked a little tired.

Ye Sibei knew the man, Song Ming, the CEO of Fuqiang Real Estate, but he didn't know the woman.

The three of them sat in a row. When they saw Ye Sibei coming in, Tao Jie quickly stood up and said, "Ye Sibei, come and sit down."

Ye Sibei closed the door and sat opposite the three of them. Tao Jie stood and introduced him to Ye Sibei: "Ye Sibei, this is the boss of our company, Mr. Song Ming."

Ye Sibei nodded and called out, "Mr. Song."

"This..." Tao Jie pointed to the woman next to her, seeming a little embarrassed, "She is Mr. Fan's wife, Zhao Shuhui."

Ye Sibei looked up at Zhao Shuhui and nodded at her: "Hello."

Zhao Shuhui turned her head away, looking impatient.

"I asked you to come here this time," Tao Jie said after introducing the people and sitting down, "because I want to talk to you about Mr. Fan."

Ye Sibei didn't say anything. Tao Jie hesitated for a while, then she stood up, went to the side to get a small box, put it in front of Ye Sibei, and after opening the box, she found a thick stack of RMB inside.

"I won't say any more. Here's a hundred thousand. It's enough to pay off your loan and put some money aside."

Ye Sibei looked at the money. This was the first time she saw so much money that "could" belong to her. She was silent. Song Ming looked at her reaction and frowned: "Ye Sibei, you can tell me what you think. The company will help you negotiate a solution."

"Is this money?" Ye Sibei looked at the money and smiled, "Is it compensation from the company?"

"You can interpret this money however you want," Tao Jie saw that she was willing to give in, and quickly struck while the iron was hot, "Anyway, you've got the money, so just go and explain the matter clearly."

"What do you mean?"

Ye Sibei looked at Tao Jie, who smiled and said, "Don't play dumb. Now you've sued President Fan. How much damage will this do to the company's reputation? We could have sued you, but President Song was magnanimous and wanted to make a big deal out of a small matter, so he called you over. Don't you just want money? Now I'll give you the money, and we're even."

"Did Fan Jiancheng tell you this?"

Ye Sibei set his eyes on Song Ming: "Are you saying I want money?"

Song Ming didn't say anything. He was silent for a while, then slowly said, "If you think this amount of money is not appropriate, we can talk about it again."

"What are you talking about?"

Ye Sibei stared at them: "Do you think I framed him?"

"It's definitely not a false accusation," Tao Jie tried to smooth things over. "There must be some misunderstanding."

"I didn't arrest him," Ye Sibei turned to look at Tao Jie, "He was arrested by the police. If there is any misunderstanding, go talk to the police."

"Ye Sibei, what are you pretending for?"

Zhao Shuhui, who had been listening, couldn't help herself. She slapped the table and said, "You just think the money is not enough. If you weren't here for the money, why did you come here today?"

"What am I here for?" Ye Sibei smiled. She raised her hand and tapped the table, staring at Song Ming in the middle. "I'm here today to ask you, Fuqiang Real Estate, how are you going to deal with this scumbag Fan Jiancheng?!"

"Who are you calling a scumbag?" Zhao Shuhui stood up suddenly.

"Sister-in-law," Tao Jie hurriedly called Zhao Shuhui, "Go out, I'll tell you."

Zhao Shuhui didn't say anything. She stared at Ye Sibei, her chest heaving violently, as if she was holding back all her strength. Ye Sibei looked at her, and Zhao Shuhui turned her head away and hurried away.

Tao Jie whispered something to Song Ming, and Song Ming got up and left.

Ye Sibei and Tao Jie were the only ones left in the conference room. The two of them sat there for a long time before Tao Jie spoke slowly, "Ye Sibei, we don't know what happened between you and Mr. Fan. The company can't make any decisions about Mr. Fan without knowing everything."

"What about me?" Ye Sibei asked directly, "You can't do anything to him, but you can give me money to change my confession?"

"This is not called changing your confession." Tao Jie corrected immediately, worried about the recording, "We just want you to tell the truth."

"What truth?" Ye Sibei smiled, "Every word and sentence I say now is the truth."

"good."

Tao Jie nodded: "You can not care about the company's reputation, you can not care about your own reputation, but you have to live, right?"

Ye Sibei fell silent. Tao Jie looked at her and smiled: "Have you found a job recently?"

Without waiting for Ye Sibei to speak, Tao Jie said, "I found out that I don't have time to come today."

"You said, a female employee who went out to accompany drinking at night, was sent home by her boss, and owed a lot of debts, and a leader with a happy family, good character, wealth and power, who would believe it? Which leader would not think that if he hired someone like you, what would happen if you repeated the same old tricks? Ye Sibei, your only way now is to tell the truth, apologize honestly, and then go back to Fuqiang, do you know that?"

"Do I have to stay in South City?"

Ye Sibei listened to Tao Jie's threat and remained calm: "I can leave."

"Yes," Tao Jie spread her hands, "Let your husband give up his shop and his house, let Zhao Chuchu lose her job, let your parents suffer humiliation, let Ye Nianwen lose his future," Tao Jie smiled and said, "Move the whole family?"

Ye Sibei was speechless.

She remained silent, her hands tightly gripping the string of her shoulder bag under the table.

Tao Jie pushed the money in front of her, moved closer to her, and lowered her voice: "Ye Sibei, people must learn to lower their heads and take shortcuts. If you take the money, everyone will be happy. If you don't take the money, you will hurt others and yourself."

Ye Sibei's eyes fell on the money. She stared at the money without saying a word.

Her hands trembled slightly under the table, and her mind was filled with scenes of Qin Nan being laughed at, Zhao Chuchu being fired, and Ye Nianwen losing his job.

But behind these scenes is the night she took the medicine, lying on the cold ground, trying desperately to hold the phone.

That moment reminded her.

She survived not to live in humiliation.

Seeing her looking at the money without saying anything, Tao Jie thought she had compromised, and couldn't help but laugh. Just as she was about to say something, she heard her suddenly say, "I thought about giving in."

"But I can't do it." Ye Sibei raised his head and looked at Tao Jie, "I can't let myself accept this unfairness. I can't watch people who deserve to be punished live well in this world and do whatever they want while I have to suffer."

"Ye Sibei," Tao Jie laughed angrily, forgetting about the recording for a moment, and threatened, "Have you thought it through? This road is not easy to walk."

"I know." Ye Sibei looked at her without flinching, "But someone has to go."

"You can threaten me, but I also tell you, if you dare to fire Zhao Chuchu, this matter will not end well. I will go online and make public everything I know. Do you think this is the worst outcome? No."

"Ye Sibei, are you crazy?" Tao Jie looked at her in shock. "How many people do you think will pay attention to what you posted online? If you act like this, people will scold you to death!"

"Then let's try." Ye Sibei stood up, approached her, and took out his cell phone. "I will put the recording online and tell everyone how you persuaded a victim to change his confession. I will tell others clearly who you are, what you look like, and what you have done. Tao Jie, you'd better pray that you guys will have no stain in your life, otherwise you will join me in accepting the judgment of this world."

"Ye Sibei," Tao Jie finally showed some fear, "You are crazy."

"Yes," Ye Sibei looked at her calmly, "I'm crazy, so don't think about threatening me or trying to dissuade me. I will sue you all the way."

"As long as I am alive, I will not give up. I must fight for right and wrong, and I must seek justice. I must tell you," Ye Sibei paused, his eyes reddened, and he controlled his tone, "In this world, the innocent should not be punished, and the evil must pay the price."

"There is always a justice hanging over my head, and I will definitely seek it."