Guide to Divorce in Wealthy Families

The winter sun weakly projects into the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. The warmth that should have been there instead reveals a hint of coldness. Only the warm air from the central air conditioner on the roof mechanically delivers heat, warming the skin but not the heart. Qin Chun is sitting in the conference room of the Qin Garden Group headquarters. Her gaze passes over the secretary-general who is speaking eloquently and falls outside the window. Tall buildings of reinforced concrete stand in rows. The curtain walls reflect a cold light. Just like this conference room, it is familiar but not very warm. The black and white tones she once liked the most are gone. Replacing them are warm brown tones. The projector has changed direction. The main seat at the conference table has also been moved from the east to the south. In the past, she and her father, Qin Chengshan, liked to sit by the floor-to-ceiling windows on the east side. While feeling the joy of the rising sun, they would discuss company affairs and development prospects. Now such a scene can no longer be seen. "...In the past two years, under the leadership of acting chairman Qin Chenglang, the group company has cut off some sunset projects and vigorously expanded new business opportunities and new industries. At present, the industrial upgrading of the group company has been improved to a certain extent, and the future revenue and profit prospects are promising..." Qin Chun was stunned for a moment. She withdrew her gaze from outside the window and fell on Qin Chenglang sitting in the main seat. Qin Chenglang is her uncle. Three years ago, her father, Qin Chengshan, died unexpectedly. At that time, she was just a newcomer in the business world who had graduated for only a few years. She was also deeply immersed in the grief of losing her father and couldn't extricate herself. After discussions between the elders in the family and the company's directors and their mother and daughter, Qin Chengshan's position as chairman was temporarily handed over to Qin Chenglang. In the past two years, Qin Chun has served as the general manager of a subsidiary under the group. Her position in the group is only a nominal vice president. She hardly participates in the management of the head office. Today's board meeting is just a formality to vote on Qin Chenglang's succession. As if sensing her gaze, Qin Chenglang turned his head and smiled at her, looking kind. Qin Chenglang has a square face and thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks five or six points similar to her father. Especially when seen from a certain angle on the side, Qin Chun would sometimes be stunned and then feel an uncontrollable sadness. Therefore, she rarely goes to the headquarters building and subconsciously avoids some meetings and activities of the head office to avoid being saddened by the scene. However, what does the "cutting off some sunset projects" that the secretary-general said mean? Now the economic situation is declining. Some new industries and new business opportunities sound lofty but actually have many traps. The main business of the Qin Garden Group is real estate. Although it is also sluggish now, as long as we are careful and cautious and get through this severe winter period, there may not be no new vitality. The board meeting's procedures quickly proceeded more than halfway. Immediately following is the election and voting for the board of directors next year. The candidate for chairman is Qin Chenglang, with a term of three years. Qin Chenglang has had a very good reputation in the past two years as acting chairman. This election from acting to formal is also reasonable. But even so, he specifically went to Qin Chun's mother a few days ago to seek the opinions of his sister-in-law and niece to show respect for his elder brother's family. Regardless of the actual situation, the superficial efforts have been made. Just as the secretary-general had distributed the ballots to each director, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open. Someone rushed in breathlessly. Qin Chun took a look and saw that it was Sister Qi from the president's office. "What's going on? So flustered." Qin Chenglang asked angrily. "Chairman Qin, Vice President Yu, there are people making trouble downstairs," Sister Qi calmed down. "Manager Zhao can't suppress it either. They are almost coming to blows. What should we do?" "What about the security guards?" Qin Chenglang's face was gloomy. "What's the use of having so many people? If not, call the police. In broad daylight, this is getting out of hand!" Qin Chun frowned. Recently, news of unfinished buildings has frequently emerged. Owners' rights protection is often seen on various self-media. Could it be that the Qin Garden Group also has such a thing? "Sister Qi, who is making trouble?" she asked faintly. Sister Qi glanced at Qin Chenglang and hesitated. "It's... from He'an Construction... because of the project payment for Taohuayuan Residence..." Qin Chun was stunned. Distant memories suddenly surfaced in her mind. "Xiaoyu, this Taohuayuan Town will be our paradise from now on. Your mother and I will live on this end of the cliff. You and Muyun will live on the other end. One family watches the sunrise and one family watches the sunset." "In a few years, Dad will hand over the company to you and enjoy life with your mother." "Although Muyun seems cold and difficult to get along with, as long as you live together day and night after marriage, he will definitely fall in love with you. After all, my daughter is so charming." ... Qin Chengshan's proud and hearty laughter seemed to still be ringing in her ears, but in an instant, everything has changed. None of the things he predicted came true. Taohuayuan Town has not been built yet. He and his wife will never have the chance to enjoy life together again. Xiao Bingyang has not fallen in love with his daughter. With a "snap", the pen in her hand fell to the ground, pulling Qin Chun out of her memories. "What's wrong with Taohuayuan Residence?" She suddenly came to her senses and stood up, gesturing to Sister Qi. "Take me to have a look." Sister Qi picked up the pen that had fallen on the ground and handed it back to Qin Chun. She hesitated and looked at Qin Chenglang. "This..." "Don't bother. Let Old Yu handle this small matter," Qin Chenglang said with a smile. "You are such a delicate young lady. Those people are rough people. In case something happens, how can I explain to your mother..." "Uncle, it's not that serious," Qin Chun interrupted him calmly. "In a society ruled by law, normal people won't use violence unless they are driven to desperation. I know several managers of He'an Construction. Taohuayuan Town was also a project that my father focused on promoting. It is his painstaking effort. I'd better go down and have a look." "This..." Qin Chenglang raised the voting form in his hand with difficulty. "How about finishing this procedure first and then going? Everyone is from different places. It's not easy to get together." "Yes, Xiaoyu. I'll go down and take a look first," Vice President Yu on the opposite side stood up in response. "You take your time. It will be in time even after you vote." Qin Chun lowered her eyes and looked at the voting form placed on the table. On the white paper with black characters, Qin Chenglang's name was clearly written. The prefix "chairman" was specially highlighted in black, and the font was also very exaggerated. It looked quite luxurious and magnificent. As long as she makes a circle here, today's procedure will be completed. Qin Chenglang will officially replace Qin Chengshan and become the head of the Qin Garden Group. "Uncle, let's suspend this procedure. The situation downstairs is urgent. If it turns into a front-page news in society, it will have a great impact on the company," she pushed the form forward and looked around, smiling politely. "What my father taught me before he passed away is that everything should be centered around the company. Seniors, what do you think?" There were a total of ten directors in the conference room. Except for Qin Chun's grandfather, Qin He, who was absent, all other members of the board of directors were present. The only other female director is Qin Chenglang's sister, Qin Chenglan. She is currently the deputy chief financial officer of the group company. The three independent directors were recommended by Qin Chengshan when he was alive. They are high-end figures in the fields of economic education and legal auditing. Two are company executives. The other two are shareholders who joined at the very beginning of the Qin Garden Group's establishment. They are all well-known figures in the business circle of Anzhou City and have watched Qin Chun grow up since she was a child. This sudden accident surprised everyone. Several people who knew each other couldn't help but whisper to each other. Qin Chenglang smiled amiably and tapped his fingers on the table. "Xiaoyu, you may not be very familiar with the recent market. Now the real estate industry is not very prosperous. Delays in project payments like this are the norm. Just follow legal procedures. You don't have to worry." Vice President Yu took the hint and immediately picked up the conversation. "In fact, there is a reason for the tight funds of the Taohuayuan Town project. General Manager Qin, I'll explain it to you in detail after the meeting." "Why wait until after the meeting?" Qin Chun asked in surprise. "I don't mind if you say it now." "This... Chairman Qin told me not to bother you. So..." Vice President Yu was a bit embarrassed. "The second-phase investment funds from Chengfeng Group haven't come yet. We are on our own and there is no choice but to suspend the project." The conference room fell silent. The Chengfeng Group is the property of the Xiao family. Currently, the eldest son, Xiao Bingyang, serves as the CEO. And Xiao Bingyang is Qin Chun's legal spouse. "It's my negligence. I thought that with uncle and Vice President Yu in charge, the Taohuayuan Town project should be able to progress smoothly," Qin Chun said calmly. "In this case, Xiao Bingyang has been abroad these past few months. I'll find out more about the capital situation of Chengfeng when he returns next month. For now, let's deal with this matter downstairs first." Qin Chenglang coughed lightly twice. "Xiaoyu, I just received a financial news push this morning. Muyun flew back to Anzhou from Country M at four in the morning. Maybe he is almost home by now. Don't you know?" Even though Qin Chun was as calm as ever, her expression cracked for a second. As a spouse who has been married for two years, she is actually the last to know about the other's whereabouts. This marriage relationship is clearly plastic. Most of the people present are well-known figures in the business world of Anzhou and are very clear about the relationship between the Qin and Xiao families. Of course, they understand the implied meaning in Qin Chenglang's words. The gazes looking over couldn't help but carry a hint of sympathy. Although Qin Chun doesn't mind this plastic marriage, onlookers always love to imagine some love-hate entanglements for her and offer more or less, kind or malicious sympathy. The mobile phone twirled in her fingers. With a flick of her fingertip, Qin Chun opened the calendar page on the screen and suddenly realized. "Today is my birthday. This surprise from him is really unexpected. You must be laughing at me, uncle."