My Perfect Female CEO

Uncle Sun has unwavering trust in Ye Fan’s direction of suspicion, and feels sympathy for Shang Xiaoran. This brilliant young person has encountered a poor choice in a spouse; Han Zizhen, the seemingly perfect husband in the eyes of others, has made a heart-wrenching decision.

Hating his lack of wisdom, angry at his foolishness.

Uncle Sun helplessly finds that he can no longer summon any emotions towards Han Zizhen.

The greatest anger and discontent is nothing more than disregard.

Uncle Sun’s emotions are changing, gradually shifting from pity to indifference.

Han Zizhen has made his choice; if he were to sympathize with Han Zizhen, he would be too merciful.

As an elderly man who has weathered countless hardships, he has long seen through much of human ethics and relationships.

At this moment, naturally, he won’t harbor feminine compassion.

"How do you plan to break this predicament?" In a removed personal sentiment, Uncle Sun asked objectively.

This predicament is vast, the adversarial forces have deep foundations, lurking for years, and possess a terrifying power openly and in the shadows.

"One must be within the game to seek the way to break it." Ye Fan pondered for a moment, then assuredly said, "As for how exactly to break it, no rhetoric or confidence will suffice; we can only take it one step at a time."

"In the throes of confrontation and competition, find an opportunity, act decisively, and intercept. That would be best," Uncle Sun said with a peculiar smile, "Now, with the enemy unknown, even if the blade is raised high, we’re left helpless."

Ye Fan and Uncle Sun talked at length; this elderly man is unparalleled in wisdom, with strategy unmatched.

Ye Fan naturally could glean some insightful and even clear logical thoughts from Uncle Sun’s words.

This is extremely important for solving the upcoming situation.

Ye Fan placed a chess piece, pointedly saying, "Starting today, I need your strong support. You are the gateway for everyone entering the institute, paying special attention to suspicious matters that are none other than your duty."

Such arrangements are naturally expected.

Going forward, Uncle Sun will be needed in many areas, so Ye Fan straightforwardly expressed his intentions.

"I shall serve willingly; to contribute my share is my responsibility and duty." Uncle Sun humbly said.

Though aged, his ambition remains undiminished.

In comparison to those who betray for glory, he possesses admirable qualities.

These experiences and loyalties are unmatched by others, which is why Ye Fan feels reassured.

"From today on, the institute will no longer remain peaceful. Our people will directly reside here, quiet as before it won’t be; inevitable will be the atmosphere of a looming storm." Ye Fan emphasized.

"Indeed, the stagnant quiet has been long overdue; it should be stirred by a tumultuous storm." Uncle Sun said indifferently, "Go forward boldly, I’ll handle the reassuring of people; those who should worry are the traitors within."

That’s right, it’s stagnant.

The institute is nothing but a stagnant pond.

Traitors could find a space for survival within this murky stagnation.

Gradually eroding the healthy vitality, up till today, it has become rotten.

Now, it requires the impact of thunder and rain to cleanse the impurities.

For stability and safety, there needs to be a thunderous downpour.

And Ye Fan, is the one to stir up this storm.

During this, bloody and ruthless circumstances are inevitable, yet unavoidable.

Ye Fan won’t show mercy beyond the law; once he takes action, he will naturally envelope the institute in storms.

And what of it?

Isn’t this exactly the scene anticipated in the hearts of the operation team and many others?