CHAPTER 611 WE'RE AGREEABLE

"Miss Long, this is just a name that other people came up with. Who else in this world can be compared to you?” Long Ling'er's secretary spoke with some contempt in her voice.

She had followed Long Ling'er for five years and saw for herself how this merely 25 year old woman managed to build a corporate empire from scratch.

She was definitely a corporate genius like never before. Even an elite would have only achieved 0.01 % of what she did. Belonging to .

So when she heard that a Corporate Goddess of the South had appeared from a tiny city in the south, she thought it was hilarious.

Those people in the south probably didn't know anything about the name 'Corporate Goddess'. It already belonged to Long Ling'er so everyone else could forget about using it.

"You can't say that,” replied Long Ling'er quietly. "This Lin Yuzhen has done an excellent job with the incident in Shenghai.

She saw much further ahead before entering Shenghai and made ample preparations. This isn't something an ordinary person can think of."

"Besides, the trap that she set was for nine out of the top ten brands. As long as any one of them walked into the trap, it was going to work. So the probability of this plan working out was very high."

"But how would she know that one of them would definitely walk into the trap?" The secretary was still indignant.

"Because that's human nature," said Long Ling'er. "A psychological battle is the most intelligent sort of battle. Competitions between corporations have always been very extreme, so since a local

brand wants to rise up, the international brands would never allow it. Someone would definitely walk into this trap, it's just a matter of who the unlucky one is."

The secretary was surprised. A psychological battle was not something that everyone could pull off.

Looks like that Corporate Goddess of the South was quite capable after all.

But she still couldn't be compared to Long Ling'er and she was definitely on a completely different level.

"She tricked her opponent into the trap one step at a time, and she masked her true aim very well. So by the time her opponent realized he had walked into a trap, he might not have been able to salvage the situation. This was a really clever one, really clever.”

Long Ling'er seldom complimented anyone, but she had made so many compliments today.

This sort of trap was useless against an ordinary person. This was targeted at those elites who thought that they were very clever. They were sure to fall for this.

It was a clever plan indeed.

She was suddenly very curious about this Corporate Goddess of the South. She wanted to know what she was like, what she looked like, what temperament she had and how she had thought of this.

"I'm having some feelings of anticipation," said Long Ling'er.

"You seldom compliment someone like that," said the secretary in surprise.

"That's right. After being in a high position for too long, it's easy to feel lonely. I wish someone could speak to me normally too. But who would dare to come close to me, and who has the right to come

close to me?"

She shook her head. "Enough, you can get back to work. Tell me if you have any news from the south."

"Yes, Miss Long," the secretary replied and left the office.

This 2,000 square feet office was left with Long Ling'er alone, and she looked very lonely.

She stood in front of the window and looked over at the area her business had conquered, but she didn't look happy at all.

"Where have you gone to now? Are you hiding from me?” Long Ling'er eyes lost a little of their focus. "You can't run away.

I'm marrying nobody else but you! Nobody else can take you away from me!"

"I don't care if you're the exiled son of a powerful family or the son of a rich man. Even if you were homeless, I, Long Ling'er, will still marry you. This is something that will never change.”

Just as she was thinking about this, her phone started ringing. When she saw who was calling, she frowned and there was an impatient look in her eyes.

She didn't want to pick up the call but the phone kept ringing.

"Stop calling me. I will not accept a marriage of convenience, so stop trying,” Long Ling'er went straight to the point after picking up the call. "Either I cut ties with the Long family, or you are not to interfere with my life. I've said this many times before. I will not marry anyone else

but him."

She started to really get angry.

As someone belonging to a rich and powerful family, there were times where she didn't have a choice over her life.

As a woman, if she hadn't built a business empire that belonged to her alone, then her fate would have been just like all the other women with her background. She would have been used in a marriage to secure her family's future, and would have married someone she didn't like or didn't even know, and live the rest of her life like that.

"Ling'er," the voice on the other end sounded authoritative, but wasn't angry at all. "I called you today not because I want you to go into a marriage of convenience. I want to tell you that the family doesn't oppose you marrying him anymore, that man that you set your eyes on since you were a child."

Long Ling'er was about to hang up when she heard this, and wondered if she had heard him wrongly.

"What did you say?" her voice was trembling. "Did you say the family is agreeable with me marrying him? They're willing to let me marry that exiled son?"

She had quarreled with her family over this for so many years and nearly cut ties with them so many times but her family ever agreed. Why did they suddenly agree now?