After signing, he raised his head, looked at Su Wantang with complicated eyes, and asked casually:
"Does Zhao Chen know about this matter? What is his... attitude?"
Zhang Qingxue did not answer, but just started to organize the files.
Su Wantang, on the other hand, finally picked up the receiver for the first time. Her voice was clear and calm, without any emotional ups and downs:
"This is my decision, my own business. I can no longer bear to maintain a legal relationship with a rapist. As for Zhao Chen, he respects my choice."
She paused, looked at Zhao Jianguo's face that suddenly turned ugly, and continued:
"In addition, regarding <Co-action Agreement>, it will also be terminated with the dissolution of the marriage. I am no longer your community of interests. In the future, the Voting Rights shares in my name will be exercised by myself."
After saying that, she put down the receiver and stopped looking at the furious Zhao Jianguo, as if any more glance would be a stain.
Zhang Qingxue follows closely behind.
All the dust has settled.
Walking out of the heavy door of Detention Center, the sunshine outside is a bit dazzling, but the air is extremely fresh.
The biting cold wind blows on the face, but Su Wantang does not feel cold, but has a sense of transparency that is renewed from the inside out.
She stopped, raised her head, and took a deep breath.
The cold air rushed into my lungs, but it smelled of freedom.
That gorgeous and cold marriage cage, that suffocating shell of identity, and the chain that had bound her for so many years were cut off by her own hands just now.
Although the future is still closely linked to the fate of Zhao Chen, and may even be involved in deeper waves, at least at this moment, legally and formally, she is no longer "Mrs. Zhao", she is just Su Wantang.
Zhang Qingxue stood beside her, looking at her side face with her eyes closed and feeling the sunshine. There was a lightness after a heavy burden was lifted, and the determination to break out of a cocoon.
"Congratulations, Miss Su." Zhang Qingxue said softly, with a rare gentleness in his tone.
Su Wantang opened his eyes and showed her a sincere and bright smile, "Thank you, Lawyer Zhang."
The two looked at each other and smiled, walking towards the parking lot.
In the car, Su Wantang took out his mobile phone and sent a brief message to Zhao Chen: "The agreement has been signed and everything goes well."
Soon, a reply came from Zhao Chen: "Thank you for your hard work. Go home and have a good rest. See you in the evening."
Su Wantang looked at the words on the screen, and the corners of his mouth curved deeper.
Home, that warm place where he is, is her true destination.
In Detention Center, Zhao Jianguo was sitting on a cold chair, with a signed copy of the divorce agreement in front of her.
He stared at those words with empty eyes, and suddenly let out a sob that sounded like crying and laughing.
His relatives were betrayed, his wife and children were separated, and his power and wealth were about to leave him...
And what caused all of this, besides his own sins, seemed to be the woman he once trusted so much and even planned his future for - Lin Wanqing.
The poisonous snakes of suspicion and resentment had already tightly wrapped around his heart.
A blade that broke the rope not only freed Su Wantang, but also opened a seemingly silent abyss between Zhao Jianguo and Lin Wanqing.
At the moment when Su Wantang received the text message, Zhao Chen was reviewing a final evaluation report on Underwriters.
The words "The agreement has been signed and everything goes well" came into view on the screen, and his fingers typing on the keyboard paused slightly.
Then, almost at an unprecedented speed, he quickly handled the remaining urgent but not complicated matters at hand and signed the necessary names.
After doing all this, without any hesitation, he pressed Intercom Button:
"Chen Xi, follow up with Contingency Plan for follow-up matters. If there is an emergency, please call. I have something to do and leave early today."
Chen Xi was keenly aware of the rare, almost "eager" emotion in Zhao Chen's tone, and then thinking about the itinerary of Su Wantang and Lawyer Zhang in the afternoon, he understood clearly.
She nodded sharply on the other end of the phone. "Understood, Chairman Zhao. Wantang, the matter over there is settled? Do you need to call the driver for you?"
"Yeah! It's going well over there. Brother Liu is downstairs." The answer was crisp and clear, without any nonsense.
Zhao Chen quickly hung up the phone and walked towards the door, his steps steady but with obvious purpose.
As soon as he walked out of the office, Chen Xi came towards him.
In a hurry, his assistant only left two sentences:
"If there is an emergency, you should deal with it yourself first, or you can talk about it tomorrow.
All subsequent trips will be canceled or postponed."
After finishing speaking, he left without waiting for Chen Xi to reply.
As the elevator went down, he rarely thought about Business Strategy. What repeatedly echoed in his mind was what Su Wantang would look like when he walked out of Detention Center at this moment.
The driver Liu Haitao had already parked the car firmly at the entrance of the building.
This calm middle-aged man, who had been following Zhao Chen for some time, was keenly aware of his boss's unusual eagerness today.
Zhao Chen opened the car door and sat in the back seat. He simply said "go home" and then stopped talking. He looked out the window at the rapidly regressing street scene.