Chapter 65 This time, I'm going to strike at its very core. ...

Lin Xi spent three days planning and finally wrote out the complete design plan.

Zou Song was very satisfied after reading it.

However, given that the relationship between Lin Xi and Fu Qingli was not public, reporting it to a higher level could easily arouse suspicion.

Linxi followed the proper procedures, submitting the proposal to the planning department for a decision by Minister Yang Zhuojun and Yao Shifang.

The results came quickly.

That evening, Yang Zhuojun informed Lin Xi that the plan had been approved.

Not long after, Ye Baichuan personally called Lin Xi: "Ms. Lin, thank you for putting aside past grievances and providing such a brilliant plan to Yaoshi."

"Mr. Ye, you're too kind. This is what I should do. If there's anything wrong with the plan, please feel free to bring it up."

Lin Xi was still somewhat uneasy about the design that included Ms. Fang Wenqian's work in the exhibition without his prior consent, and his words revealed his caution.

Fortunately, Ye Baichuan immediately reassured her: "We are very satisfied with the plan, and there is nothing that needs to be changed at the moment. Regarding my grandmother's exhibition area No. 0, my father asked me to thank you on his behalf for your appreciation and love for my grandmother's work. He is very excited that someone still remembers my grandmother's identity as a designer. Thank you for giving us this opportunity to allow my grandmother's work to represent Yaoshi's original aspirations and be presented to the world again."

Original intention?

Lin Xi paused for a moment. When designing Exhibition Area 0, she considered its role in connecting the past and the future. Those designs not only represented the original intention, but also represented the inheritance of the spirit of Yaoshi Jewelry.

However, the meaning that planning makes people feel is always a very subjective thing, and it is a matter of opinion.

Not wanting to be presumptuous and point it out directly, she could only give a perfunctory response.

But in the end, no one understood his design, which he felt was a pity.

After hanging up the phone, she took out her proposal and reviewed it again, muttering to herself, "Didn't I write it very clearly? How could it only represent my original intention?"

Just then, Fu Qingli entered the study and, seeing her puzzled expression, couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? What do you mean by 'only representing the original intention'?"

Lin Xi explained, “Just now, Mr. Ye from Yaoshi called me and said that the design of Exhibition Area 0 represents Yaoshi’s original aspiration. But I clearly wanted to emphasize the inheritance of Yaoshi’s spirit in the future. I was wondering if there was a problem with my proposal, or if the meaning was not fully expressed, which led him to not understand what I wanted to express.”

Fu Qingli had read Lin Xi's proposal at least three times. He recalled the specific content of Exhibition Area 0 and did not find anything wrong with her description.

"I think it's fine. It's probably because Ye Baichuan's side is planning to focus the publicity on the original intention. After all, online traffic has been concentrated on the original intention recently, and focusing on this can bring greater exposure."

Lin Xi also thought this made sense.

The design focus of the anniversary celebration venue differs from others, primarily due to the impact of the event.

It's understandable that Yaoshifang wants to leverage the power of online traffic to boost its popularity.

With that thought in mind, Lin Xi stopped dwelling on the matter.

It's a bit of a shame that Ms. Fang Wenqian's design could have played a better role, but it still had to succumb to the pressure of popularity.

Fu Qingli reached out and rubbed his head to comfort him, "Alright, don't worry about it anymore. The plan has been approved, your work is finished, you can relax a bit."

"Mmm." Lin Xi felt comfortable being touched by him, and squinted her eyes to rub against his palm, like a little kitten seeking affection.

An unconscious action ignited Fu Qingli's anger, who had been celibate for three days. When she spoke again, her voice was already hoarse: "Are you going to work as usual tomorrow?"

Lin Xi didn't notice his strangeness and remained obediently waiting to be pacified: "No need, President Zou said he would give me two days off to rest."

"That's perfect."

"What, just right... ah..."

Lin Xi's question was answered before she could finish asking it.

Fu Qingli bent down and picked her up horizontally, then lifted her up in a princess carry, pressing her forehead against hers: "I'm hungry. I've been craving it for days. Since I'm off tomorrow, you can finally satisfy me tonight, right?"

The night is long.

Only when the first rays of dawn break and glistening dewdrops slide off the petals do the roses finally have a chance to fall into a deep sleep.

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Fu Qingli didn't get to the company until almost noon.

Inside the office, Zou Song was idly scrolling through his phone. He was used to Fu Qingli's current "disregard for court affairs" behavior, but he couldn't help but tease him: "Brother Fu, we'll never see you working so hard again."

In the past, it was always the case that when they were getting ready to rest, Fu Qingli was still working; when they were getting ready to get up, Fu Qingli was already working.

After getting married, it's rare to see Fu Qingli being such a "workaholic" anymore, unless she's rushing to meet a deadline.

Fu Qingli raised an eyebrow, unusually having the leisure to respond to his teasing: "You'll understand when you get married."

"..." Zou Song's expression was speechless. "Brother Fu, are you showing off?" He felt like he could smell the sour smell of love.

Fu Qingli replied with a frank expression, "Yes."

After saying that, he checked the time and asked, "Where is Jiali?"

Ji Jiali had clearly sent him a message earlier, saying that they were already waiting for him in the office.

Zou Song answered smoothly: "Uncle Ji and my dad came to Haicheng, and he went to entertain them by himself."

Fu Qingli glanced at Zou Song, who appeared relaxed, and asked, "Aren't you going?"

"What would I be doing there?" Zou Song asked indifferently. "I'm in Haicheng expanding my business, I'm very busy, I don't have time to entertain them."

Hearing his matter-of-fact tone, Fu Qingli couldn't help but chuckle twice: "They're here to act as persuaders?"

"Coming at this crucial moment is definitely his intention." Speaking of this, Zou Song offered a few words of explanation for not going with Ji Jiali. "You know my dad; he's always disapproved of that man's womanizing ways. This time, he probably came to smooth things over because he couldn't bring himself to refuse. But Uncle Ji is a serious man, always believing in family harmony and disliking internal strife. Although he won't participate, he'll still have to give Jiali a lecture. If I went, and he scolded Jiali while my dad scolded me, Jiali would have to endure a lot more criticism. It's better for me to stay away. With outsiders around, Uncle Ji will be more restrained, and his lecture will be brief."

Fu Qingli was silent for a moment, then sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Both of them suffered pressure from their families because of him.

"What's the trouble?" Zou Song waved his hand dismissively. "In the end, it's just that the elders are reluctant to speak up. They're just going through the motions. If they were really angry, they would have sent us straight back to Beicheng long ago."

Zou Song and Ji Jiali are both future heirs to the family business. The family has focused on cultivating their independent decision-making power and will not interfere with their decisions.

This visit is merely a formality to educate the young people, out of consideration for the sentiments among the aristocratic families; the final decision rests with the young people themselves.

Zou Song glanced at his lit-up phone: "Moreover, Jia Li just sent me a message saying that Su Qichao's idea is that if we give up competing for this project, both sides can cooperate and achieve a win-win situation, and they will give us a 2% discount."

He scoffed dismissively and pressed the voice button. "Two percent interest? They still think we're children, that we can be appeased with some cheap candy?"

After saying that, he tossed his phone aside and snapped his fingers at Fu Qingli, "Brother Fu, don't worry, the Zou family and the Ji family won't care about such a small amount of profit, but Su Qichao himself thinks they still have a chance of winning."

Su Qichao only realized he had been tricked by these young people after seeing the letter of intent for the tender.

He always believed that, given the Su family's influence in the hotel industry, this project would eventually be his.

All that effort by Fu Qingli and his team only helped the local government raise the price of island usage rights, increased the appetite of their partners, and ultimately cost them more money.

That's why, when profits were being squeezed, he invoked the bonds between the established families to remind them not to push things too far.

That two-tenths of the profit wasn't sarcastic; it was his belief that Fu Qingli and her team could gain the maximum benefit from this project.

Unexpectedly, their construction of a high-end island hotel, which aligned with their own ideas, was merely a smokescreen.

What they wanted to create was a resort hotel that connected the surrounding islands and provided a one-stop service for cultural tourism.

For local governments, luxury hotels have too few customers and limited sustainability in driving economic development.

It's not as appealing as the down-to-earth vacation style that Fu Qingli and her group have.

The letter of intent expresses the hope that the hotel will provide customized itineraries, combining them with Haicheng's cultural tourism and commerce, integrating Haicheng's cultural characteristics, and bringing together scattered tourism resources to form new tourism routes, creating a new landscape for Haicheng's cultural tourism.

This requires a deep understanding of Haicheng's culture and long-term planning to formulate a detailed plan.

This shows that Fu Qingli and his group were just pretending to be weak to lull him into a false sense of security.

No wonder they had only been dealing with local entrepreneurs before; they had this plan all along.

The island luxury hotel project is the project that Su has put the most effort into and invested the most in over the past five years. Having reached this point, he simply cannot give up halfway and can only grit his teeth and move forward.

But in the next month, he had to abandon his previous plan and come up with a resort construction plan that could rival Fu Qingli's. How easy was that!

Frustrated, Su Qichao threw the tender document in front of Fu Wenxun, who was sitting opposite him: "What a fine son you raised!"

"If we don't get this project, the Su family's losses will be immeasurable! At this point, I can't care about your father-son relationship with Fu Qingli anymore. He forced me too far, so don't blame me for being ruthless towards him!"

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On Fu Qingli's side.

After reading the tender document, Ji Jiali finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Fu, it seems we won in the end."

Fu Qingli remained as calm as ever: "This is just the first step; it's too early to say we've won."

"I don't believe Su Qichao and his team can come up with a better proposal than ours in just one month." Zou Song crossed his legs. "It's a pity we don't get to see him get angry and frustrated. I'm really looking forward to seeing what he'll do next."

"I guess they're trying every possible way to poach our employees." Ji Jiali gestured towards Fu Qingli with his lip. "And they're also trying to cause us trouble. Several big orders from Qingyuan have been canceled. Luckily, Brother Fu was prepared and didn't start production. Otherwise, even with the penalty for breach of contract, we wouldn't be able to withstand such a rip-off."

"We've come this far, Brother Fu, are we still going to hold back? Not fight back?"

Fu Qingli, the person involved, was not in a hurry. Instead, she was very calm: "Wait a little longer. Now that they are in disarray, they will definitely try every means and spare no expense. The more crazy they are, the harder they will fall. This time, I want to damage their foundation!"

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Author's Note: This is a transitional chapter, the pace is a bit fast, but it plays a big role in advancing the plot, hahaha [newbie][let me see]