Yi Zhengwei had also calmed down. He took the clothes and silently put them on. He had made a mistake too. Even though Song Qing had needed him like a newborn baby these past few days, he had forgotten that the funeral was over. Hadn't he always admired Song Qing's good emotional control? What was he blaming now? He didn't love her, and she didn't love him, so why should he be angry?
"Your father is very worried about you. Call him back." He left, leaving Song Qing alone.
She washed her face, opened the window to let the steam escape, then took out her phone, turned it on, and called Yi Mantian.
"Dad, I'm so sorry to have worried you."
"Xiaoqing, I know how you feel, but you must take it easy and not hurt yourself."
"Yes, Zhengwei is at my house. We'll have dinner before we go back. If it's late, you should get some rest."
Yi Mantian didn't blame him and hung up the phone readily. He knew his son had gone to Cambridge that afternoon, but so what? Yi Zhengwei didn't see Song Qing when he got home, and couldn't reach her by phone, so he rushed out anxiously. He was still worried about her; at least, he was keeping an eye on them.
Wang Ma was keen to bring them together, and she talked a lot at the dinner table, so the atmosphere wasn't too awkward.
Upon arriving at the Yi family's residence, Song Qing got out of the car with her luggage, only to find Yi Zhengwei still smoking in the driver's seat. So she knocked on the window, "Is there anything else?"
"I have a social engagement, you should get some sleep. I'll come to Fuhua to see you tomorrow morning, there are some things I need to discuss." He rolled down the car window and said.
"Okay, then come back soon." She straightened up, then stopped and added, "Don't drink too much."
"Thank you." Yi Zhengwei backed the car out the door, and Aunt Zhou nimbly came over to take the luggage. "Young Master, why are you leaving?"
He said he was busy.
"Newlyweds already, and already have so many social engagements? I have to say, those clients really don't know how to be considerate."
Song Qing smiled in response, "Of course! I have a lot to do tomorrow too. Is Dad asleep?"
Aunt Zhou nodded. Without delay, she quickly got ready. After taking a shower, she ate Aunt Zhou's dessert while reviewing documents. There were several meetings tomorrow, and she had neglected her duties lately, leaving a lot of work unfinished. By the time she finished, it was already two o'clock.
She stretched and drew back the curtains, only to find it pitch black outside and the large iron gate tightly shut.
She had intended to wait for Yi Zhengwei, but then she remembered that when she got home, he said he would come to her company tomorrow, so it seemed he wouldn't be coming back tonight. So she went to sleep.
Chapter 41 Self-reliance
"My marriage to Zhengwei did provide Fuhua with a significant buffer, which is one advantage. However, the current situation has also led you and other employees of Fuhua to only think from the perspective of the bank, instead of looking for opportunities and breakthroughs from within ourselves, which is the disadvantage!"
-Song Qing
Song Qing rushed to Fuhua early in the morning and was busy running around like crazy.
Dong Haifeng from Hanlong called to congratulate her on her marriage and to suggest that Song Qing submit her new project to various exhibitions.
"My dear niece, together with the red dress your father ordered for you from me, my factory has produced a total of ten finished vehicles. I am personally happy to ship them out to the market as soon as possible. The Hull Dragon's sales network is very mature, and I will try my best to use Fuhua Power One as a selling point and promote it everywhere. Technically, I hope Fuhua can send people to help us promote it."
Song Qing smiled and said, "Uncle Dong, that's for sure. I hope to have a copy of your promotion plan, and then I will arrange for people to work on it accordingly."
Dong Haifeng readily agreed, then tentatively asked, "I wonder if you and Weisheng have reached an agreement on this matter?"
"Uncle Dong, you have extensive experience in the business world, so you probably know that Weisheng and Fuhua are currently in a mutually dependent yet fiercely competitive relationship. Fuhua certainly doesn't mind having a competitor in such a large market. As long as Weisheng comes up with a substantial plan, I will naturally negotiate with them. Uncle Dong, rest assured, no matter what, there will absolutely be no vicious competition that everyone is hoping for. Therefore, this is a very important time, and Fuhua will not wait any longer." She suddenly smiled and added, "You also know Fuhua's current unfavorable situation. We must take this step forward quickly and substantially. We are currently in contact with relevant parties."
Dong Haifeng felt a little guilty and couldn't help but pick up a handkerchief to wipe his sweat. "I understand. Don't worry, Hanlong was one of the first to participate in the Power One project, and we will work hard to cooperate from beginning to end."
Song Qing hung up the phone in a good mood. The current situation was favorable to her, and Hanlong was indeed a good partner. Although some aspects might not go smoothly, Power One needed to rely on Hanlong's manufacturing plants and sales network. As long as their business plan arrived, the implementation of the new project would be guaranteed.
However, she also had some concerns. With Xu Zhihan gone, the research institute had very few capable personnel, making the project's subsequent technical support somewhat unstable. If Fuhua's strategy changed, it would inevitably be in a passive position, and even if Power One were to actually go on sale, it wouldn't be a big hit—something she and Dong Haifeng both understood. As long as Weisheng didn't make a move, no one would know his trump card, and he wouldn't go all out. But she wouldn't admit defeat; Fuhua had its own path to follow and couldn't wait for him.
"Gao Hua, come up here for a moment." She dialed the internal line and then took the business plan from the confidential filing cabinet.
After Gao Hua entered, Song Qing instructed Secretary Liu not to let any phone calls in and not to receive any guests. Seeing this, Gao Hua knew there must be something important to discuss, so he sat up straight.
"Gao Hua, I have a bold idea. You've been in charge of Fuhua's national market, so I'd like to hear your opinion on this first." She personally made coffee for Gao Hua and said solemnly.
Gao Hua nodded.
"I know that Fuhua has been dedicated to the development of large and heavy-duty power batteries, and we have always been at the forefront in this field. In recent years, we have indeed made great strides. But the current situation is that we are facing a severe shortage of funds, and the technical funding required for our research labs and the various expenditures for each major project are extremely high." She couldn't help but stand up, feeling a little breathless. Fuhua was like a large bird taking flight, but the burden was too heavy, and the altitude it could fly at was almost at its limit. That's why Song Jingmo spared no expense in researching Power One, which was indeed a great plan. Unfortunately, it was still one step away from success. The project did not meet expectations, which meant it would only add to the burden of this large bird, yet it could not be unloaded.
We're in this awkward situation now.
"As far as I know, it would take Weisheng at least six months to a year to fully understand this project."
Gao Hua tried hard to process her words and realized the seriousness of the situation.
But he said, "But Chairman Song, Fuhua and Banking Corporation are now bound by shared interests, so the funds and other support we need are no problem now."
Song Qing took a deep breath and said seriously, "My marriage to Zhengwei did give Fuhua a great buffer, which is one of the advantages. However, the current situation has also led you and other employees of Fuhua to only think from the perspective of the bank, instead of looking for opportunities and breakthroughs from our own perspective. This is the disadvantage!"
Gao Hua was taken aback, then his expression changed, and he sat up straight, saying, "I wonder what Chairman Song means..."
Song Qing sat down again, picked up the business plan, flipped through it, then leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and said, "Dad said that this is Song's Fuhua, and that will not change."
Gao Hua felt both admiration and some worry. He was considering whether this insistence was necessary. Originally, they all thought that once the wedding was over, it would be the beginning of a close alliance and common progress between Fuhua and Yinkong.
Song Qing tapped the table lightly. "Our relationship with the bank is twofold: a loan relationship and a cooperative relationship on the Power One project. These two aspects will not change. However, if Fuhua has new plans or strategic changes, that's our own business. We're doing this simply to ensure our relationship with the bank is more equal and develops in a positive direction. I don't want it to develop to the point where Fuhua becomes an appendage of the bank, and in my view, our current level of need for the bank is very likely to lead to that situation!"
"this……"
"Can you deny that?!"
Gao Hua lowered his head and remained silent. In fact, the gratitude of all Fuhua employees for the help they had received from the banking group during this period, and their admiration for Yi Zhengwei's personal charisma and abilities, had reached an unprecedented level. Undeniably, since the day Fuhua ran into trouble, Yi Zhengwei had presented himself to Fuhua employees as a complete savior and selfless figure.
Song Qing's words were hard for him to understand. Although what she said made sense, such a separation was somewhat inhumane.
"Alright, I called you here today for two reasons. First, I want you to understand my current vision for the relationship between Fuhua and Yinkong. Second,..." She spread the plan out to Gao Hua, with the word "Top Secret" marked in large red letters in the upper right corner.