Song Qing took a deep breath. "First, President Yan, I chose to involve you in the cooperation project because I considered various factors; second, Fuhua's listing is imminent and must be carried out. Please do not confuse these two matters."
"Qing'er, it's not a safe time to go public now. Didn't Uncle Song advise you against it?"
"Xunan, since you know about Dad's stubbornness, you should understand even more that what you said is very inappropriate. I think that as a partner, you should be more happy to see this situation."
Yan Xunan cursed rudely, then said, "I don't expect this at all, Song Qing. Let me tell you, if you insist on doing this, I will definitely not interfere with the new project cooperation. Think it over carefully!"
He then hung up the phone in a fit of anger.
Before Song Qing could even finish her sentence, he cut her off, which infuriated her. This cooperation deal was something countless companies would fight tooth and nail to secure, and he was going to give it up for some inexplicable reason!
After catching her breath, she thought about it and decided to call Song Ning. She told her everything that had happened, hoping that Song Ning could try to persuade Yan Xunan.
"Yes, Ning'er, I hope you can tell him what I mean, so that he won't make a foolish decision out of impulse."
"Okay, I'll talk to him. However, since he's so determined, I think you should find another partner." Song Ning hinted at Yan Xunan's temper, saying she might not be able to persuade him.
"In any case, please give me an answer as soon as possible," Song Qing said helplessly.
"Thank you, sister." Song Ning replied after a long pause.
Just after hanging up the phone, Song Ning's smile suddenly turned eerily sinister. "Song Qing, I didn't originally intend to play this big game. You walked right into this mess, so don't blame me."
She looked down at Xu Nan's phone, then suddenly stopped, her eyes darkening as she leaned against the window of the research lab, gazing at the expansive natural mountain scenery.
"Xunan, I don't care whether you're genuinely worried about her this time or just trying to get out of this crisis yourself. In any case, everything is under my control."
Her face was filled with the madness of someone who had just broken down.
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When Song Qing and Yi Zhengwei discussed the listing plan, Song Qing's absent-mindedness was quickly noticed by the other party.
The group of accountants, lawyers, public relations professionals, and planners, looking at the two silent individuals, were at a loss for what to discuss and could only exchange bewildered glances.
"Everyone, please go to the reception room to rest first. There are some things I need to discuss with Miss Song." Yi Zhengwei smiled apologetically at everyone and asked Lily to lead them out.
Song Qing looked up as everyone gradually left and exclaimed in surprise, "President Yi, this..."
Yi Zhengwei frowned, tapping his pen impatiently on the table. "Ms. Song, today's guests are all elites from the intermediary company. They are very important for the IPO preparation work. If you don't cooperate, the work will be greatly hampered."
Song Qing was taken aback, then suddenly remembered something and quickly took her phone back from the table and put it in her briefcase.
"I'm sorry, I was waiting for a very important phone call," Song Qing apologized. Ning'er said she received a message before noon, and Secretary Liu was still waiting for her reply to report to the other companies.
In her heart, she naturally recognized Yan Xunan as the partner for Power One.
"Since it's so important, why don't you just call directly? I don't want the rest of the work to continue in this futile way."
Yi Zhengwei tidied up the materials he had brought on the table, gave her a cold look, and left the conference room without looking back, leaving her alone in the large space.
Frustrated, she watched him slam the door shut, took a few deep breaths, and reluctantly dialed Yan Xunan's number.
"Xu Nan." She heard her own voice was stiff. Originally, she shouldn't have made this call.
There was a buzzing noise on the other end of the phone, as if someone was in a meeting, but then suddenly everything went quiet.
"What is it?" His low voice came, devoid of any warmth. Both of them were determined in their hearts and would not back down even an inch.
Song Qing felt a surge of anger rising in her head. "Yan Xunan, do you know what you're doing? Please don't mix public and private matters!"
Yan Xunan coldly swept his gaze over the onlookers, and immediately everyone fell silent.
He lowered his head and sneered disdainfully, "President Song, sometimes being too distant isn't necessarily wise." Especially when facing an opponent who doesn't care about the consequences, it's even more important not to act on emotions.
Song Qingzhen was about to be driven crazy by him. Frustrated, she tugged at her hair and simply got up and paced back and forth.
"President Yan, we both know the market for this project very well. What's the reason you're giving up?" She felt utterly useless. In business, why was she being asked to promote a project at a time like this? When did things get to this point?
"I won't say it a second time unless you give up on going public!" He hung up the phone even more decisively.
Song Qing stared at the disconnected phone for a few seconds, then suddenly rushed to the door, unexpectedly meeting Yi Zhengwei's thoughtful expression. She bit her lip, quickly nodded to him, and brushed past him.
She was so angry that her stomach ached. She ran back to the lounge, splashed cold water on her face, and said to herself in the mirror, "Song Qing, you need to be rational and calm down, no matter who he is."
She kept inhaling and exhaling in front of the mirror before finally leaving the bathroom.
Just as I was about to sit down, someone knocked on the door.
"Mr. Yi?"
Yi Zhengwei raised an eyebrow and smiled, glancing at her. He especially admired this woman for this; no matter how big the matter, she could regain her composure and rationality in the blink of an eye. Only someone like that could stand firm and endure in the business world.
"Mr. Song, I'm sorry, I overheard your phone call earlier."
He closed the door behind him, sat down on the sofa, looked around, and smiled knowingly. What a coincidence! Two people who had never been to each other's offices had offices decorated and laid out exactly the same.
"So what?" She forced a smile, her face still flushed.
"I wonder if it's too late for the bank to run for election now?" he said, standing up and handing over a long-stored business plan.
"How come I didn't know? So Yinkong is also involved in the automotive and power industries?" Her tone was clearly sarcastic. Yinkong's investments spanned real estate, personal banking, commercial banking, shopping malls, and other industries, a fact known to everyone in Linchuan.
Yi Zhengwei ignored her provocative tone and sat down opposite her with a smile.
"Ms. Song, let's be business. I just hope that the bank can also be treated fairly."
He also fought back without backing down, showing that only at this point did he have a fair chance to compete, which is why he only brought out the project proposal at this time.