Chapter 32 Chapter 32 Why is he here to join in the fun?
It's late at night and everyone is asleep.
The curtains were drawn in the office, and the stars, moon, and night outside looked like a framed painting. The air conditioner was on, and the air vents overhead blew air, mixing and stirring the air inside like it was in a blender.
Pan Xianchen seemed to smell a faint fragrance. It wasn't his. He didn't wear perfume. Was it Wen Yu's? She didn't seem to use it often. So why could he smell this faint scent?
He stared at Wen Yu. Her hair was long, thick and lush. She had gathered it away from Pan Xianchen, where it lay quietly on her shoulders and chest like smooth, supple black silk. On the other side, her slender, white neck was exposed. Pan Xianchen thought of a sweet pear.
Was that the scent of pears he smelled?
Pan Xianchen's gaze silently drifted down, landing on Wen Yu's delicate forearm. She wore a long-sleeved chiffon dress, the sleeves loosely rolled up to her elbows. The small expanse of her arm that was exposed felt like a lotus root in a summer pond: cool, sweet, crisp, and tinged with a delicate fragrance.
Is this the smell?
Pan Xianchen couldn't tell. It could be both, or it could be neither. It was just his imagination.
Wen Yu continued to talk, occasionally pointing to a piece of data or a line of text on the screen. She had been talking for a long time, and had been standing there for a long time. As she spoke, her body swayed ever so slightly, like a green leaf floating on blue water, a charming ripple.
She suggested addressing product updates, a key concern for Trafigura Trade, by collaborating with merchants to create dedicated new product areas. She also suggested requiring all products to be accompanied by anti-counterfeiting QR codes. She also suggested offering multiple pricing options for each new product, ideally providing customized service options for buyers.
Pan Xianchen said, "I'll apply to President Yan for these. Once approved, you must immediately communicate this and ensure that merchants have their arrangements completed overnight."
"There's also the logistics issue," Wen Yu said. "Can we coordinate with the Port Transportation Group to provide similar conveniences as a dedicated LCL line?"
"I'll communicate with them. They must promise to reduce logistics costs." Pan Xianchen thought for a moment and said, "What are the cost figures for Guangzhou? We can keep it slightly lower than theirs, just a slight advantage."
"There's also the issue of mismatched goods, which Trafigura is concerned about," Wen Yu suggested. "Can our group issue a credit guarantee? If merchants encounter similar issues, we should pay compensation upfront to mitigate the adverse impact. As for follow-up, the group could publish a red list of trustworthy merchants and implement a reward and punishment system."
"Yes. These will be written into the plan for presentation. The specific implementation will be reviewed at the group meeting."
"Okay Mr. Pan, I've already written it in."
Pan Xianchen saw that Wen Yu's proposal was meticulous and comprehensive. He added, "I will apply to the government for subsidies for electricity and broadband fees for merchants, citing market transformation and upgrading as a pretext. I will also prioritize the use of cross-border e-commerce bases for merchants. These will enhance the feasibility of the proposal and reassure Trafigura."
Wen Yu nodded and immediately added these contents into the plan.
Pan Xianchen asked, "Any other questions?"
"Not yet."
"Okay." Pan Xianchen stood up and said as he walked, "I'll go find Mr. Yan. You wait for the notification."
The plan was quickly approved and implemented. Wen Yu used the address book Peng Yan had given her to contact the branch manager, asking them to oversee the layout of the new product area. Branch colleagues had been on standby, and upon receiving the notification, they immediately took action.
Wen Yu reported these situations to Pan Xianchen and Peng Yan respectively. Peng Yan was still on the way and was expected to arrive tomorrow morning.
After finishing all this, Wen Yu's work came to a temporary end. She sat in a chair and stretched, stretching her muscles. Half an hour ago, her colleagues had finished their work and left one after another, and now she was the only one left here. Pan Xianchen came out of the office to find her and said, "Come with me, I'll take you home. Go get some sleep."
Wen Yu followed behind with her bag and said, "I can take a taxi. Mr. Pan, you're tired too. Go back and rest."
"Don't be polite with me at a time like this," Pan Xianchen said. "I still need to go to Gangyun to sort out the logistics."
Wen Yu looked at him in shock.
He smiled and said, "This is a big deal. So many people in the city can't sleep, waiting for orders. Hong Kong Transport can't sleep either, and neither can I."
Wen Yu hesitated to speak. Pan Xianchen saw the worry in her eyes, and his heart moved. But soon, Wen Yu's expression returned to normal. Pan Xianchen moved his fingers, but ultimately did not take them out of his trouser pocket.
Peng Yan, having not slept all night, got out of the car and headed straight for the office. Wen Yu was already waiting for her in the conference room, fully dressed. Under Peng Yan's gaze, Wen Yu re-presented the revised plan from the previous night. Peng Yan commented, "No problem," and made Wen Yu the spokesperson for the afternoon.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the group's leaders escorted the head of Trafigura Trading into the conference room. Trafigura had brought a Chinese translator, who sat next to the head of Trafigura. Wen Yu opened a PowerPoint presentation and presented her plan in English, which drew a second glance from the Trafigura staff.
Wen Yu had a solid grasp of all her subjects at school, and her spoken English was quite good, switching back to Chinese only when encountering technical terms. Toke's translator would then lean over to the person in charge and whisper.
Pan Xianchen had already heard all this before, but listening to it again, he still felt there was something new. After him, she added a lot more, making the whole plan seem even more complete. It didn't seem like something that had been created overnight.
Her English pronunciation wasn't particularly idiomatic, but it was understandable enough. Pan Xianchen, who had studied abroad, thought Wen Yu's spoken English sounded like his elementary school English teacher's Chinglish. She had her hair tied up as she spoke, and her jet-black ponytail began to sway again.
The conference room's lighting, neatly arranged desks and chairs, high-definition conference monitors, comfortable room temperature, and professional atmosphere—everything seemed just right. Wen Yu showed no sign of stage fright, her smiling eyes fixed intently on Tok's leader as she spoke freely.
She is like a river, flowing vigorously.
People will never step into the same river twice, but they will be attracted, stop, and be fascinated by the same river.
Pan Xianchen's mind flashed back to Wen Yu's presentation in the lecture hall, and it overlapped with Wen Yu at that moment. She was confident and at ease, showcasing the group's professionalism and her own unique feminine charm. She was radiant.
Pan Xianchen's Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't help but lift the water glass on the table and take a sip.
The timing of his meeting with Wen Yu was wrong. It was too late. Wen Yu already had a fiancé.
Why does she have a fiancé?
Pan Xianchen frowned, thinking. He loathed being embroiled in a threesome, yearning for pure, one-on-one affection. He'd confidently said these words to Wen Yu, wanting to convey the purity and passion of his feelings. Normal people were like this, right? Only those with ill intentions and corrupt morals would be entangled with this and that person simultaneously, dealing with the complexities of these interpersonal relationships.
Pan Xianchen suddenly felt that his sense of morality was not strong. Now, he wanted to continue to entangle with Wen Yu. He had already learned that she had a fiancé.
He gazed at the dazzling woman before him, watching her approach step by step, stopping near the Trafigura staff. The translator, representing Trafigura Trading, asked, "You've shown great sincerity, but my boss is a little concerned: What if the goods are shoddy again?"
Wen Yu smiled, bent her knees and squatted slightly, then took out her phone and showed it to the Toke boss. "This is the group's "Focus on Buying" credit system, which includes all merchants in the market. There's a new entry for buyers to rate suppliers. Three or more negative reviews will automatically remove the "Integrity Merchant" label. When purchasing, you can screen out merchants that don't meet your requirements in advance to avoid such mistakes at the source."
The people from Tok took her phone, looked at it, and communicated.
Pan Xianchen looked at her and raised an eyebrow. This was something they hadn't discussed yesterday. The group had this system for a long time, but it was expensive to maintain and had fallen into a semi-abandoned state. Apparently, she had contacted her colleagues in the Information Department last night to upgrade the system.
The conference room was filled with the sounds of small groups chatting and talking. They were discussing whether to go to the site to take a look after the meeting. The group's attitude was encouraging and supportive, and they had already made sufficient preparations for today last night.
Finally, Trafigura nodded and, accompanied by Yan Zhiwen, Pan Xianchen and relevant department heads, headed to the core block market.
During the drive, the various merchants had already received the notifications, and the branch office staff were already waiting. The new product area, set up overnight, was in full use, and the Tok staff were delighted by the novelty and variety of the merchandise. They wandered around the display area, occasionally stopping to examine samples.
Yan Zhiwen, Pan Xianchen, and several other leaders surrounded them, with a translator translating the conversation. Peng Yan and Wen Yu followed at the end, with several branch office staff whispering beside them.
"Did it work?"
"Looking at the expressions of those foreigners, it should have worked!"
Peng Yan whispered to Wen Yu, "After this is done, at the department dinner, you can kill me."
Wen Yu smiled: "The contract hasn't been signed yet."
"If I say it's done, it's done," Peng Yan said confidently, speaking with experience. "After this, you'll likely get a promotion. Be prepared."
The leader of the Tok group and the translator lowered their heads to discuss something. Then the translator and Yan Zhiwen said something. They stood together and exchanged ideas. Wen Yu felt that it was time and they might decide to leave. She leaned over to Peng Yan's ear and said, "Sister Yan, I want to do one last thing."
Peng Yan didn't ask what it was about. She smiled and said to Wen Yu, "Just do it. I'll support you, and so will Mr. Pan."
After negotiations, several vehicles drove to the centralized warehouse. This wasn't part of the pre-arranged itinerary; outsiders were generally not allowed access to the warehouse. Wen Yu led the way, showing everyone at Trafigura Trading and several group executives the goods in the warehouse.
Display areas can be falsified, covered up, and faked to appear prosperous and lively, but warehouses cannot.
The goods here are more comprehensive and abundant, neatly stacked in rows and columns, both in quantity and quality. It's truly spectacular. Wen Yu wants Trafigura to understand the group's ample preparation and immense potential. This message is clearly conveyed through this vast centralized warehouse.
Before leaving, Toke shook hands with Yan Zhiwen.
The two parties signed a three-year contract. Yan Zhiwen promised to provide more than 30% of new products in the next quarter. If the target is not met, the group will voluntarily subsidize the logistics cost difference.
Pan Xianchen slowed down his pace and gradually joined Wen Yu and Peng Yan in the same row. Peng Yan tactfully went to chat with other colleagues. As they walked, Pan Xianchen said to Wen Yu, "When did you contact the centralized warehouse? I don't remember it being like this here."
Warehouses are often dirty, messy, and smelly, at least not as neat and orderly as this one, with a floor so clean you could skate on it.
Wen Yu said, "Since we've prepared a display area, we can also prepare a warehouse. I think a warehouse will be more reassuring to these cunning and suspicious foreigners."
Pan Xianchen smiled and said, "You did a lot of things behind my back."
Wen Yu explained: "There are many small things that I don't think it's necessary to report to you."
Yeah?
Pan Xianchen asked, "What about the big deal? Why didn't you tell me about your fiancée's big deal?"
Wen Yu: “…”
Why did he bring this up all of a sudden? They hadn't discussed this topic since they'd parted ways at the gate of the residential complex. He already felt she was a bad woman who played with men's feelings and had questionable morals.
What does it mean now? Want to review?
Having just finished a big thing, Wen Yu didn't want to talk about this topic. Pan Xianchen noticed this and said, "It's okay if you don't talk about it. I don't care anymore."
Wen Yu lowered her head and didn't respond.
Peng Yan walked back and pointed to her phone and said to Wen Yu, "Remember to check the department group. The lunch time and address have been sent out."
Pan Xianchen asked, "Are you planning a department dinner?"
"Yes." Peng Yan nodded and said politely, "Is Mr. Pan coming too?"
"Okay. Send me the time and address as well."
"..." Wen Yu glanced at Pan Xianchen speechlessly. They were just a few ordinary employees having a dinner together, so why was he joining in the fun?
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