Instead of getting angry, he smiled. This is how women should be. Just like Shen Xing, she often makes small mistakes, but that only makes him cherish her more.
Ha, how could he have thought of such things? Composing himself, he looked down at his schedule for the day, estimating how much time he could have to deal with Song Qing.
Song Qing straightened his slightly wrinkled suit and gave Secretary Liu an apologetic smile.
After receiving a response, Lily opened the door and turned to Secretary Liu, saying, "Sister Liu, President Yi would like to speak with Miss Song alone."
Song Qing and Secretary Liu exchanged a puzzled glance, but Song Qing still took the documents, nodded to Secretary Liu, and walked in with a slight hint of doubt. However, she wasn't inexperienced; this wasn't enough to make her panic.
She adjusted her glasses, somewhat surprised. "It's you, Mr. Yi?"
Yi Zhengwei smiled, stood up and came over to greet her, shaking her hand in a formal manner.
"Miss Song, I didn't expect we'd meet so soon."
Song Qing forced a smile, her heart already on guard. This person was more difficult to deal with than anyone she had ever encountered, because she had absolutely no idea what he was up to.
"Miss Song, I thought you would have a lot to say today."
Yi Zhengwei sat relaxed on the sofa, looking at the somewhat nervous Song Qing, and broke the silence.
"Yes, but I'm wondering if there's any point in doing this," she replied with a smile.
Yi Zhengwei raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean by that, Miss Song?"
This man is also a good actor.
"In fact, I've studied my father's entire investment portfolio, and if I were you, I couldn't possibly refuse the proposal," she said veiledly.
"Have you researched it?" Yi Zhengwei stroked his chin, looking at the woman. Judging from the faint dark circles under her eyes and her forced energy under the pale green lens, she must have been working tirelessly for the past two days, researching the entire project she had never participated in before.
His gaze swept over the somewhat disheveled suit, and he raised an eyebrow in slight surprise; this was completely unlike her.
"President Yi?" Song Qing frowned and reminded him, feeling that the people in the banking sector were indeed all out of sorts, from top to bottom.
"Oh?" Yi Zhengwei smiled faintly, looking back at her pretty face, which was slightly flushed.
"In fact, I haven't looked at the entire proposal carefully..."
Song Qing took a deep breath, suppressing his exhaustion, and spread out the documents.
Seeing that he didn't move, Song Qing took out a CD and, at his signal, got up and went to the table next to him to operate the projector.
He was humiliating her. Since he had asked his two secretaries to leave as soon as he entered, she was the only one left to do it.
She skillfully turned on the computer and set the projection position.
The wallpaper was a bit crooked, so she went to the other side to adjust it. At 1.65 meters tall, it was clearly not enough. The wallpaper in Yi Zhengwei's office was positioned quite high, so she stood on tiptoe and painstakingly adjusted it to the right position. After all that effort, she was panting heavily. She put her feet down and was about to turn around when a wave of dizziness hit her. Then, the sharp pain in her injured ankle from hitting the table leg again jolted her back to reality. She cried out softly, unable to hold onto the table, and was about to fall.
Her face was pale, her brows furrowed in pain, and Yi Zhengwei felt a slight softening in his heart. This seemed a bit too much for a woman. In an instant, he steadied her, letting her fall into his arms.
"You've been drinking?" Yi Zhengwei frowned, regretting his actions. She didn't deserve sympathy, did she?
Song Qing struggled to her feet, supporting herself on the table, and remained silent.
After a long pause, she finally said, "Mr. Yi, may we begin?"
Yi Zhengwei returned to his seat with a serious expression, and watched Song Qing stand up despite the pain to explain the entire project to him.
From initially dismissing her, he later sat up straight, listening to her brilliant explanation. It was no wonder she was highly regarded by Song Jingmo; her proposal was meticulously crafted, logically clear, concise, and took all the investors' concerns into account. If, after this, he still rejected the project, he would indeed be highly suspicious.
He deliberately prevented others from observing, partly to guard against this tactic. He didn't look down on her; for better or for worse, he still hoped to maintain control of the situation.
Song Qing scrolled to the last page, thanking everyone. A thin layer of sweat covered his forehead, and his mouth was dry. He hadn't slept all night and hadn't had a drop of water in the morning. Now, Song Qing's throat felt like it was on fire, and he was also a little dizzy.
Amidst Yi Zhengwei's applause, she forced a smile and then collapsed onto her back.
"Mr. Yi, based on your business experience, is this project worth your investment?"
Looking at her strong expression, Yi Zhengwei felt a surge of inexplicable anger. With a half-smile, he stood up and sat closer.
"Miss Song is very eloquent."
"President Yi, do you deny the feasibility and superiority of this project? If I were sitting in Jinhui or Blue Lion right now... we wouldn't mind paying a higher interest rate. The project speaks for itself, doesn't it?" She shrugged and smiled easily.
Yi Zhengwei stared at her confident smile and raised his hand to interrupt. He had already made up his mind. It seemed that this game needed a change in strategy, and it probably wouldn't be resolved in a short time.
"I'll think about it." He was a little annoyed, but still smiled.
"I don't have much time to wait for you."
Yi Zhengwei frowned, stood up and said, "Before leaving get off work."
"Okay." Song Qing got up and tidied up. Right now, all she wanted to do was go home and get some sleep.
The phone rang, and when she picked it up, she saw it was Wu Peng.
"Manager Wu, I won't be back at Haotian until tomorrow." She told him in a low voice before he could speak, her exhaustion barely concealed.
Song Qing hung up the phone immediately after speaking, which made Wu Peng feel annoyed.
Haotian? Yi Zhengwei's face hardened. It was indeed him.
Since she has a way out, there's no need to pressure her like this. He only ever does safe, reliable business.
Yi Zhengwei smiled and turned around to shake hands with Song Qing. "Ms. Song, it's a pleasure to work with you! I hope we can have more opportunities to cooperate in the future."
His unexpected unusual behavior surprised Song Qing. But regardless, the problem was finally solved, and she was in a good mood and didn't hold it against him.