Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

"Anyway, Mom. Thanks for your care. Without you, I might not be where I am." Yang Qingyue spoke.

"I feel like I'm more energetic!" Mama Yang's amused tone returned.

In fact, a person like Yang Qingyue would become an eyesore in the eyes of superiors and wouldn't go much further in officialdom. Yang Qingyue was different due to her family background plus her mother's presence.

Humans always build relationships for the better of everyone. Even if the process seemed unfair like currying favor, it couldn't be helped. Unless the leaders were machines, emotions still played a role.

The banter between the two never changed but as if the bloodline told everyone, mother and daughter indeed shared similarities. Both were more career-oriented.

Although Yang Qingyue always complained, she didn't blame her mother too much. As for her father's family, she had no words. If there was one, only one thing she detested: too much self-interest as anticipated in the big family.

Mama Yang ended the conversation. She also had a busy schedule like Yang Qingyue, a deputy minister, Ministry of Justice.

However, as a mother, even though she said what Yang Qingyue must deal with were tests, she still gave how the politicians might try to play. Yang Qingyue also listened patiently and sighed as she placed her handphone on the desk.

Scratching the back of her head, Yang Qingyue continued her work. However, not much time had passed, and the office telephone rang.

Ring! Ring!

Yang Qingyue sneered. It was supposedly the old chickens she must fight as Mama Yang told. The landline connection meant official business, likely from department to department or from superior to subordinate.

She picked up. "Hello."

"Hello, Chief Yang…" Her secretary explained the contact details so that she could be prepared.

"Thank you. You can patch me through." Yang Qingyue waited for the real deal to come.

"Hello, Chief Yang. It's been a long time since we met warmly last time. I remember our greatest conversation in the teahouse."

Yang Qingyue snickered silently. Very warm indeed. People nearly pointed the muzzles at each other. If not for sound preparation, whether Yang Qingyue must compromise or accidentally died, was the only possibility.

"Indeed commissioner. Just like our last discussion produced a positive result, we should meet again face-to-face." Yang Qingyue said.

"Ahem…I sure hope so but unfortunately, the schedule is full."

Full schedule. The extremely corrupt official had a full timetable, Yang Qingyue mocked.

"Perhaps, another time. Why do you call me, Commissioner?" Yang Qingyue was always direct. If she competed with the old guys in speaking style, she would never catch up with her little experience. Not to mention, she felt sick. Being able to converse normally was the maximum tolerance.

Imagine someone wanted to kill her and she must speak with a smile. Yang Qingyue was disgusted.

"Hey, I have to congratulate your subordinate. Well done. With their presence, people's safety can be guaranteed." The commissioner replied. "If you have any needs for approval, such as rewarding merits, you can tell me."

"I'll have to express gratitude for your favor."

"By the way, I have investigated your city's department. It looks like there's no such group, right? Is it a temporary task force?"

"Of course, you won't see them. I have to hide their identities, fearing attacks from the gangs. You know the chaotic rules here." Yang Qingyue answered with an official tone. "For personal safety, we mustn't compromise this issue, especially for special units. I see them as hope."

"I understand. But, Chief Yang, with their abilities, they have even exceeded the Provincial level." Experience new stories with empire

"There is no such thing as levels when serving the country." Yang Qingyue retorted.

"I must argue, level is essential so that appropriate task is undertaken by relevant teams."

"Yeah, in that case, my guys are most appropriate to crack down on violent gangs. Within their short formation, they had already damaged a lot, compared to decades of other unit's work."

The two argued back and forth until the commissioner was naturally defeated but his tone still stated this wasn't over.

"You seem to have forgotten something." Yang Qingyue said with a warning tone.

"I thought we had a deal." The commissioner immediately knew what Yang Qingyue was referring to. "Are you going back on your words?"

"Of course, not." Yang Qingyue said. "But that doesn't mean that I have no other news. If I want to, I can and don't make me flip the table. I have given you the greatest face by ignoring the last facade you made." She really appreciated Ling Qingyu's intelligence network. So many handles and black materials, if she didn't exploit them, her heart would feel suffocated.

Besides, even though she really desired to throw the bastards to jail, sometimes, it was better to coerce them to her advantage.

"Well, is there no possibility for me to go further?" The commissioner sighed and asked.

"You still want to rise? Trying to aim at my subordinates?" Yang Qingyue sneered.

After a while, Yang Qingyue slammed back the telephone and knocked on the desk with her knuckles. Both broke down and took a step back, managing a superficial politeness.

Didn't she know, this old man tried to stumble her in the early days? He wanted to kill like she did.

Fortunately, she could disgust him because of her strength. Without Ling Qingyu's help, Yang Qingyue really didn't have any other option except to paddle across the water as Mama Yang told her.

Scrolling the contact address on her phone, Yang Qingyue's hands swiped on Ling Qingyu's name—Little Bastard. Somehow, a sense of longing spiraled in her heart but she pushed it back down.

This guy never ceased to bring peace. Whenever she moved, she brought thunderous style. Even her guards behaved the same. She admitted she had fallen deeper and deeper without realizing it.

To blame her own love? Yang Qingyue could only direct her hatred toward a certain live streamer for destroying her peaceful days.

Thinking of Ling Qingyu's plan to deal with the gangsters, Yang Qingyue was relieved to merely watch over without too much participation. Her subordinates from the station weren't capable yet and she dared not risk their lives.

After all, people must go home someday and spend time with families, which creates an opportunity for criminals to exploit in order to threaten police force. However, Ling Qingyu's guards had no such problems.

First, the privacy was secretive enough that only she and Cai Ning knew. Second, based on Ling Qingyu's protection system and mysterious surveillance, she would surely take care of her own employees. Third, even if the gangs knew who were the ones in tactical black clothing, Yang Qingyue welcomed these gangsters' retaliation gladly.

She might even eat popcorn to watch the show with joy. How could she not know the insane defense level of Ling Qingyu's residence? By the gang's logic to target, they must aim at a group of militaristic guards.

Mercenaries, ex-military, strong martial artists. None of Ling Qingyu's guards were simple. If not for Yang Qingyue personally stopping Ling Qingyu's ruthlessness, so many burial pits for the gangs might be uncovered.

Didn't she see last time, so many people died and those alive became worse than disabled to the point of vegetative states? Though they were heinous criminals, they were still lives in Yang Qingyue's eyes. Even if she subtly believed they deserved this, she really couldn't turn her face the other way.