On Tuesday, February 28th, the late winter wind was still biting.
Zhang Qingxue's work efficiency is as high as ever.
In just one weekend and Monday, a detailed and tough-minded <Divorce Agreement> and the accompanying Legal Strategy Plan were already placed in front of Zhao Chen and Su Wantang.
The core terms of the agreement are so concise that they are almost cold:
Su Wantang gives up its claim to the distribution of all properties (including but not limited to deposits, real estate, and other investments) under the name of Zhao Jianguo.
She is only required to keep the 5% shares of Henglong Group held in her personal name in accordance with the law, as well as the Villa building where they were registered in her name after their marriage and where they currently live.
At the same time, the <Co-action Agreement> previously signed by both parties is cancelled.
The conditions were so "favorable" that it was almost like she was "cleansing herself and leaving the house", taking only what belonged to her.
Zhang Qingxue is fully confident. Zhao Jianguo, who is in jail, unable to protect himself and eager to cut the impact of the scandal, has no reason to refuse.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Zhang Qingxue drove himself and drove Su Wantang to City Detention Center again.
The scenery outside the car window receded rapidly. Su Wantang looked at the thin agreement in his hand, his fingertips unconsciously touching the edge of the page.
Today, she will personally cut off the rope that has bound her for several years and is soaked in humiliation and falsehood.
Inside Meeting Room, the atmosphere was colder than ever before.
When Zhao Jianguo was brought in and saw Su Wantang and Zhang Qingxue sitting side by side across the glass, especially the eye-catching folder in front of Zhang Qingxue, a trace of confusion first flashed through his cloudy eyes.
Immediately after seeing the words on the folder clearly, shock and disbelief were quickly replaced.
"Divorce?"
He suddenly grabbed the receiver, his voice changed in tone due to shock and anger, and he stared at Su Wantang,
"You want to divorce me? At this time?!"
Su Wantang met his gaze, her face did not have the usual meekness or silence, only a calm coldness.
She did not pick up the receiver, but raised her chin slightly and signaled Zhang Qingxue.
Zhang Qingxue picked up another receiver, his voice was professional and distant:
"Mr. Zhao Jianguo, I have been entrusted by Ms. Su Wantang to formally negotiate with you on the dissolution of your marriage and related legal bindings. This is a draft agreement, please have a look."
She displayed the key clauses page of the agreement in front of the glass.
Zhao Jianguo didn't even look at the page. His anger exploded like ignited gasoline:
"Su Wantang! What do you mean? Adding insult to injury? Seeing me go in, you want to run away? I tell you, there is no way! Don't even think about it!"
In his twisted logic, his wife should "share weal and woe" with him even in name only. Leaving him at this time is tantamount to the most shameful betrayal.
"Mr. Zhao, please calm down."
Zhang Qingxue's voice is like ice water,
"My client filed for divorce based on sufficient and legitimate reasons. No woman can continue to accept a spouse who is suspected of raping an underage girl.
This is not about adding insult to injury, but the most basic bottom line of personality and moral choice. I believe you have heard about the fermentation of external public opinion on this matter."
"Public opinion? What public opinion!"
Zhao Jianguo retorted subconsciously, but his eyes flickered.
"That thing... not many people know about that thing! Someone deliberately framed me!"
"Not many people know?"
Zhang Qingxue The corner of his mouth raised a very faint and sarcastic arc,
"Mr. Zhao, it seems that your understanding of external information is lagging behind.
Just on Friday, that is, the day after Board of Directors passed the Rights Issue resolution on February 24, detailed reports about your case, including some sensational 'details', had spread throughout the city through the Internet and some tabloids.
Even your son Mr. Zhao Chen is not aware of many of the contents and is very shocked and troubled."
She paused for a moment, observing Zhao Jianguo's sudden change of expression, and continued to throw out the key information in a steady tone:
"Those reports not only painted you in a bad light, but also pointed the finger at Ms. Su and Mr. Zhao Chen.
There are no less insults and attacks on the 'rapist's wife' and 'the rapist's son' on the Internet than on you personally.
My client has endured tremendous public pressure and personal insults, which further strengthened her determination to end the marriage."
Zhao Jianguo's face changed from livid with anger to pale with shock, and then from pale to red with a sense of being fooled.
He suddenly remembered the twinkling look in Lin Wanqing's eyes when he came to see him a few days ago...
Thinking of Lin Wanqing's firm opposition to Rights Issue's attitude...
"Is... is it her?"
He clenched his teeth and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth. His eyeballs were bloodshot from anger.
"Lin Wanqing... In order to stop Rights Issue, she dared... How dare she tell my story?! This bitch!"
He cursed a few words angrily, and his voice echoed in the small Meeting Room, filled with desperate madness and the rage of being stabbed in the back.
However, the scolding gradually subsided, and the cold wall of reality still stood.
He slumped back in his chair, his chest heaving violently, and finally realized that he had lost any position to accuse Su Wantang in this matter.