Hua Rong does not dwell on the past, nor does she inquire about the future. She only wishes to survive.
P.S.: No romantic pairing, though many have one-sided feelings for the female lead.
Hua Rong cut to the chase: "The reason why Boss Zhao is at odds with the Marshal's Mansion is because the Marshal's Mansion robbed a batch of your goods destined for the south at Liushui Wharf."
Zhao Jing'an's eyes flickered slightly, then he sighed: "Young Master Fang, Commander Fang did more than just intercept my goods; he explicitly forbade my fleet from leaving Guangbei."
"Young Master Fang, I have so many people to support. If the goods can't leave Guangbei, it's tantamount to killing them."
Hua Rong sneered: "So, you were planning to kill me?"
Zhao Jing'an waved his hand, his fair face looking very refined.
He poured Hua Rong a glass of wine and personally placed it in front of her.
The entire movement was fluid and graceful, clearly indicating that the person had received excellent etiquette training.
"That was a misunderstanding, please don't bring it up again, Young Master Fang. Young Master Fang's cooperation, could it be that you're willing to let my fleet leave Guangbei?"
A cold glint flashed in Hua Rong's eyes, but her face remained smiling: "Yes."
Even Zhao Jing'an couldn't help but smile at this moment.
In fact, his actions against Fang Shikai were precisely to achieve this goal.
Now that he could achieve it so easily, he was naturally delighted.
"So, what does Young Master Fang need me to do?"
Hua Rong thought for a moment and said, "How about Mr. Zhao gives me 50% of the profits?"
Zhao Jing'an's eyes changed instantly, and his face turned ugly: "Fifty percent?! Young Master Fang is asking for the moon!"
Hua Rong frowned and sneered, "Without me, Boss Zhao, you wouldn't have received a single cent of interest."
Zhao Jing'an took a deep breath and said with difficulty, "Young Master Fang, I still have quite a few people to support. I can only give you 20% of the profits at most."
"Thirty-five percent!"
Zhao Jing'an paced around the room for a long time before finally sighing, "Thirty percent, Young Master Fang, that's the most I can do."
Hua Rong stood up, smiled, and extended his hand: "Okay, deal."
Seeing Hua Rong like this, Zhao Jing'an couldn't help but rub his forehead.
Hua Rong is too cunning.
He clearly knew he couldn't agree to half the terms.
From the very beginning, he wanted a 30% cut.
The hands of the two cunning and calculating individuals clasped together at that moment.
"Since I've backed down, I'd like to ask Mr. Zhao to grant me one request."
Zhao Jing'an smiled wryly; Hua Rong was clearly acting innocent after getting the benefit.
But now that things had come to this point, he could only bite the bullet and ask, "Young Master Fang, please tell me your conditions. If I can meet them, I will naturally not refuse."
The implication is that if you can't do something or don't want to do it, you can only decline.
Hua Rong pointed to Leng Huaqing beside him: "This is my maid, and she also knows some basic medical skills."
Zhao Jing'an frowned and looked at Leng Huaqing: "Young Master Fang, please speak plainly."
Hua Rong said, "What I mean is, I hope that Boss Zhao's fleet can take her with them."
Zhao Jing'an frowned. A woman crammed into a fleet of ships...
"Besides her, there might be some of my people involved. Boss Zhao is in the pharmaceutical business, and to prevent the Marshal's Mansion from being implicated, I have no choice but to do this."
"Young Master Fang doesn't believe me, Zhao." Zhao Jing'an's face darkened.
“Of course I trust Boss Zhao, but I have many people in my Marshal’s Mansion, and I also have responsibilities. Besides, if Boss Zhao gets into trouble outside, my Marshal’s Mansion will help deal with it.”
Zhao Jing'an rubbed his forehead. This young master of the Fang family really wasn't willing to suffer even the slightest loss.
"Okay! I agree!"
...
After leaving the Paramount, I sat in the car.
"Ask me anything you want to ask."
Leng Huaqing took a deep breath: "Young Master, what exactly do you want to do?"
Hua Rong turned around and smiled at her: "You don't need to know what I want to do. You just need to know that you can follow his people and see what this relatively peaceful China is like."
Hua Rong patted Leng Huaqing's head: "Sister Huaqing, this country is experiencing its last moment of peace. Go and see it, consider it a free trip."
Leng Huaqing's eyes were filled with tears. She knew that Hua Rong did this for her sake.
Like many things, medicine is like rowing against the current; if you don't move forward, you fall behind.
She needs to go out and explore to adapt to the changing times.
"I can't bear to part with the young master."
Leng Huaqing smiled, but tears fell from her eyes.
Hua Rong turned to look out the car window and said, "Your brother's illness is cured. You can go together."
Leng Huaqing's expression changed: "All done?"
Then why does Leng Jianjing still look so silly in front of her?
What else could it be?
Because of love.
Hua Rong had absolutely no desire to know about the overly sweet and romantic relationship between the male and female leads.
He's unable to leave Guangbei for the time being, so it would be good if someone else could go and check on him.
This serene and beautiful land is destined to be shattered.
This is still not something that Hua Rong alone can stop.
And it won't stop it.
Only by breaking down the old can we build a new one; only then can we make progress.
"Young master, thank you. But before I leave, I still have some old grudges to settle."
Hua Rong turned her head and pointed to Fang Yuan and Fang Er in front: "If you need any help, just ask them."
Fang Yuan and Fang Er exchanged a glance, their feelings turning sour with jealousy.
The young master is being far too kind to Leng Huaqing, who has only been in the manor for half a year.
"Sizzle—"
"What happened?"
The car braked suddenly, and Hua Rong and Leng Huaqing both leaned forward reflexively.
Hua Rong protected Leng Huaqing in time, but in doing so, her own arm was bumped.
He ignored the pain in his hand and only asked Fang Yuan, who was driving.
Fang Yuan was startled: "Young Master, there seems to be a woman lying on the road!"
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