139: New Cosmetics Company [Ruchen] What Dust? Luo Qingchen's Dust!

Inside an office building in the bustling district of Yanjing City.

Luo Qingchen, dressed in a black professional dress, stood by the office's floor-to-ceiling window, her figure curvaceous.

Outside the window, the city's traffic flowed like a tide.

The atmosphere inside the room, however, was incredibly oppressive, as if the air itself had solidified.

At this moment,

Luo Qingchen's brows were slightly furrowed, her delicate face stern, and her eyes held a look of solemnity.

Between her brows was an unresolvable sorrow, like the frost mist of late autumn, lingering persistently.

In her hand, a slender pen spun continuously between her fingers.

Her jade-like fingers, as white as spring onions, deftly twirled the pen, which, under her control, moved like a nimble fish, darting and leaping through the gaps between her fingertips.

If Luo Qingchen's admirers were to see this scene, they would surely exclaim:

"Promise me, my goddess, that this hand will never do anything else besides twirling pens and holding chopsticks, okay!"

Every movement of Luo Qingchen was fluid and natural, exuding elegance and composure, yet the slight trembling of her fingertips subtly revealed her inner anxiety.

Behind her, a female employee in a hip-hugging professional dress stood ramrod straight, her hands at her sides, respectfully reporting:

"President Luo, we have basically completed our investigation. Our production process and sales channels are completely fine; the problem lies with the product's raw materials."

"All the suppliers who previously provided us with goods suddenly stopped supplying us, even willing to pay a large breach of contract fee."

"To deliver on time, the purchasing department could only find other sources, and the batch of cosmetics that had problems came from this new source."

Hearing this, Luo Qingchen's brows furrowed even tighter.

She pondered for a moment, then slowly turned around, her gaze sharp as she looked at the female employee, her clear voice carrying a hint of composure: "Why did those suppliers suddenly stop supplying us?"

The female employee opened her mouth, hesitated, a trace of indecision flashing in her eyes, then gently shook her head:

"This... we haven't investigated the exact reason yet. We only heard that it seems a large company signed a new contract with them, not only acquiring their goods at a higher price but also helping them pay the breach of contract fees, which is why those suppliers gave up working with us."

Luo Qingchen frowned, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes as she stared at the female employee: "'Heard'? Is this information accurate?"

The female employee instinctively shrunk her neck, shaking her head once more, her voice tinged with nervousness:

"President Luo, I'm not sure about that. However, there's another very strange thing, and I think there might be some connection between the two."

Luo Qingchen narrowed her eyes slightly, curiosity and scrutiny evident in her gaze: "What is it?"

The female employee thought for a moment, bit her lower lip, her expression somewhat serious:

"Just after our product encountered problems, a product with almost the same effect suddenly appeared on the market, and its price is even cheaper."

"As soon as this product was launched, it was heavily advertised and endorsed by many celebrities. Its influence is now almost surpassing ours."

"If our raw material problem isn't resolved soon, I'm afraid it won't be long before it completely replaces our product... So, I suspect this company is behind it all."

Hearing this, a chilling glint immediately flashed in Luo Qingchen's eyes, sending shivers down one's spine.

She asked coldly: "Which company is behind this cosmetic product? Have you investigated?"

The female employee nodded quickly, her voice trembling slightly: "We have investigated. It's Lu family's Dihao Group... The current actual controller is a man named Lu Chen."

"Dihao Group... Lu Chen..." Luo Qingchen murmured to herself, her eyes full of doubt, "I remember they weren't involved in the cosmetics Domain before, so why did they suddenly enter..."

The female employee shook her head again, indicating her lack of understanding: "I'm not sure. And Dihao Group's parent company didn't do any promotion; instead, they registered a subsidiary called 'Ruchen' to operate this product."

"Ruchen?" Luo Qingchen was startled, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, "Which 'Chen'?"

The female employee's face flushed slightly, she hesitated awkwardly, then whispered: "It's the 'Chen' from your name."

Luo Qingchen froze, the chill in her eyes instantly spread like wind and snow, her complexion becoming even colder, as if it could form a layer of frost.

Seeing this, the female employee cautiously said: "President Luo, I suspect... he's targeting you."

Luo Qingchen remained silent, standing still, her gaze deep and complex, making her inscrutable.

After a long while, she slowly spoke: "I understand, you may go now."

The female employee nodded, turned to leave, but then suddenly stopped, turned back to Luo Qingchen, and hesitated before saying:

"Oh, and President Luo, there's one more thing. There are now many negative comments targeting our company's products online, and even many media outlets are following suit with criticism. It looks like someone hired internet trolls to do this maliciously. Should we respond?"

Luo Qingchen frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, then decisively said: "Good, you go arrange it. Issue a public statement, it must be sincere, showing our determination to solve the problem."

"At the same time, contact the legal department as soon as possible, collect evidence, and take legal action against those who maliciously smear us."

The female employee nodded quickly: "Yes, President Luo."

Then she turned and quickly left the office.

Luo Qingchen stood by the window, gazing at the bustling noise of the prosperous city outside, but the chill in her heart surged like a turbulent undercurrent, churning wildly.

The coldness in her eyes also grew more intense, as if it could freeze the air into frost.

Her company was named "Qingchen," and now Dihao Group actually had a "Ruchen" under its umbrella!

The intention was blatantly obvious; it was clearly aimed at her company.

Moreover, the two characters of "Ruchen" had many ambiguities, giving her a feeling of being watched, as if a pair of eyes had been constantly staring at her.

Luo Qingchen clenched her silver teeth, her pearly whites almost embedding into her lower lip, a strange blush appearing on her face, whether from anger or other reasons... Her long and delicate, exquisitely sculpted, fair as jade hand gripped the pen tightly.

As if gripping the neck of a certain 'Lu' individual.

The slender pen barrel made a "creak, creak" sound under her astonishing force.

With a crisp "snap," the hard pen barrel was actually broken in her hand.

At the moment of breakage, ink splattered from the tip, leaving dots of ink on her fair hand, like blooming, eerie ink flowers, further accentuating the chilling expression on her face at this moment.

"Lu Chen... you'd better not have any designs, otherwise..."

Luo Qingchen gritted her silver teeth, murmuring in a low voice.

As the president of a well-known cosmetics company in Yanjing City, she had naturally heard many rumors about Lu Chen.

Most of them were romantic escapades and gossip news; this person had absolutely no good reputation.

In her heart, Lu Chen was a notorious and despicable individual.

And Lu Chen's sudden entry into the market this time, all signs indicated, was very likely directed at her personally.

Luo Qingchen secretly became vigilant, and at the same time, a cold murderous intent quietly sprouted in her heart.

If everything was truly as she suspected, she would show no mercy and would certainly make the other party pay a heavy price for his actions!

Just then,

A crisp phone ring suddenly broke the silence.

Luo Qingchen's body stiffened slightly, her gaze fell on the phone screen, and after seeing the caller ID, the chilling murderous intent in her eyes receded rapidly like a tide.

She took a deep breath, composed herself, gently slid the screen, and answered the phone.