Chapter 249 Go with her
Yao Wenji chose a dark green cheongsam and went to the bathroom to change. "There's a billion-yuan project in Hebei Province that they're planning to give to the Liang Group. Now that news of Liang Yanzhang's hospitalization has leaked out, the province won't take any more chances. If he dies, the Liang Group will be in turmoil, and who will be able to take care of the project? You're going to install your own people when you take over as chairman, right? Internal reforms and the battle for inheritance will keep the Liang family busy for at least six months, and the higher-ups won't have the time to waste. Zhang's Group isn't as well-funded as Liang's, but with Liang eliminated, Zhang's chances of success are the best."
Liang Chihui's face was solemn. "You and the chairman of Zhang Group have joined forces?"
"Zhang broke his promise to help me avenge Liang Yanzhang. When the affair became a big deal, he backed off. I remember this account clearly." Yao Wenji finished changing into her cheongsam and walked out of the bathroom. "A billion-dollar investment, barely even recovering the investment, yet you're still dreaming of making a profit? This project is part of Hebei Province's fiscal target this year. Liang Yanzhang will suffer a temporary loss, but the truly lucrative jobs will continue to flow to the Liang family. What are all these companies vying for? They're trying to gain favor with the provincial government and the resources for future exchanges."
Liang Chihui's expression eased a little, "You know quite a lot."
"The Liang Group won the project, but discovered their accounts were empty. Your embezzlement of public funds was exposed. I caused Liang Yanzhang to fall ill, causing him to miss the contract opportunity. This was to protect you." Yao Wenji styled her hair into a bun. "The Zhang Group has 700 million yuan. Mr. Zhang plans to invest it first. After collecting the balance from other projects, he'll invest another 300 million yuan. I remember Mr. Wang on the board of directors was one of your people, right?"
Liang Chihui smiled and said, "Yes."
Yao Wenji picked up the comb and said, "You instructed Mr. Wang to notify the partners who owe Zhang's balance to pay it back slowly. There's no need to rush. These days, the ones who owe money are the bosses. Once Mr. Zhang has invested 700 million yuan and still can't get 300 million back, the capital chain will be broken and Zhang will be dragged down by the end of the day."
"Kill two birds with one stone." Liang Chihui leaned back in his chair. "This game of chess is well played."
"Does it suit your methods?"
He chuckled, "If my methods were a little more sophisticated, I'd take on the billion-dollar project and destroy the Zhang Corporation."
Yao Wenji put down her comb and said, "I can't have the best of both worlds."
"If you're better than me, why would I bother hanging around in the business world?" Liang Chihui raised his eyebrows. "You have this strategy, which already surpasses 90% of women. You're too greedy to want to surpass me."
"Auntie Yao," He Sang called from outside the door. "Lunch is ready."
Liang Chihui looked at the door, stood up and opened it.
He Sang tied her hair into a ponytail and inserted a white magnolia hairpin. Her hands were dripping wet, and she wiped them on her apron. "I stewed two pots of medicinal food. One is from Director Liang, it calms the nerves and lowers blood pressure, and the other is from Aunt Yao, it nourishes the qi and blood. You stayed with Director Liang all night, so you need some supplements."
The hairpin was from Taobao, costing 40 yuan each. Fortunately, she had a small head and dense hair, so the delicate and exquisite hairpin didn't look cheap, but rather made her look more gentle and virtuous.
"You're quite thoughtful." Yao Wenji smiled. "How long have you been standing there?"
"I didn't stand there for long. I just went upstairs." He Sang was very obedient. "Auntie Yao, would you like to try it?"
It was dark outside the window, but the lights in the house were on. Yao Wenjie wore an emerald ring and a necklace of white Australian pearls, and her temperament was elegant and luxurious.
She rarely wears makeup, not even eyebrows, and is already 80% beautiful without makeup. If she had not married into the Liang family, a prominent family in Ji Province, even if she was not qualified to be the first wife, with her stunning beauty, it would have been no problem for her to marry into a top wealthy family as a second wife.
Yao Wenji's beauty is so rare that men are willing to pay for her rarity.
He Sang glanced at Liang Chihui and asked, "Second brother, is your driver free at noon?"
The man looked at her and asked with a meaningful tone, "Do you need it?"
"I'm going back to work at the theater. The old house is in a remote area and it's not convenient to get a taxi nearby."
"I have a car." Yao Wenji got up from the dressing table. "I'm going out, I'll give you a ride."
He Sang pursed his lips and glanced at Liang Chihui unconsciously.
He rolled up his sleeves, as if he understood what she meant, "I'll give her a ride."
Yao Wenji was puzzled. "Didn't you and Liang Jing take Yanzhang to the hospital together?"
He Sang untied his apron and huddled up awkwardly. "Second brother needs a car too... Then I'll take Aunt Yao's car."
"With my big brother accompanying me, it doesn't matter whether I go or not." Liang Chihui glanced at He Sang vaguely, appearing calm on the surface.
It's an indescribable feeling.
In silence, an explosion.
Yao Wenji was a woman, so she naturally possessed a woman's unique sensitivity. She walked towards the stairs and asked, "What play is Xiao He performing?"
"The theater bought the copyright for the three-month production of Sifeng in Thunderstorm, and it will be performed three times a week."
"This play is a classic. Are you performing it this afternoon? I want to see it too."
He Sang was surprised. "Do you like watching plays?"
"I love watching fashion shows. Have you ever seen one?"
She shook her head. “I don’t understand fashion.”
"I'll teach you." Yao Wenji was quite easygoing. "I used to be a model, so I'm good at dressing up. Actually, your style is too conservative. It's a different era now, and you're young and in great shape. Why are you covering up so tightly?"
Liang Chihui frowned, "Don't teach her bad things."
Yao Wenji didn't respond, but asked her quietly, "Old Three doesn't like you wearing this, right?"
He Sang lowered his head, "He doesn't like..."
"The third brother is very chauvinistic and has a bad temper. Liang Jing and the second brother are more tolerant and don't really interfere with what women wear or do. We dress to please ourselves, so we don't care whether men like it or not."
Liang Chihui hesitated to speak, tugged at his tie, and finally couldn't help saying, "He Sang is fine like this, why are you teaching him nonsense?"
Yao Wenji walked into the restaurant and said, "Men are always stubborn. When a pretty girl passes by on the street, don't you just stare at her?"
He Sang chuckled.
Liang Chihui took off his tie, held it in his hand, and looked at Yao Wenji expressionlessly, "I don't care."
Ji Xilan and Sister Rong went to the hospital in advance to arrange a ward and were not in the old house. Liang Jing was not on good terms with the second wife. The second wife was having dinner in the restaurant, but he refused to go downstairs and did not give Yao Wenjie any face at all.
He Sang asked Fang Jie to bring the meal to the study. Liang Jing gave her face, or perhaps it was because of his good manners. In short, not a grain of rice was left behind, and the soup stains on the plates were wiped clean. He was extremely gentlemanly.
After dinner, Yao Wenjie went to meet a wealthy lady who also loved watching plays. Yao Wenjie agreed to go to the theater with her after shopping, while Liang Chihui's driver took He Sang to the theater first.
The engine started, Liang Chihui stepped out of the hospital gate and locked the car door.
The driver unlocked the car and he got in the back seat.
"Are you going back to the company?"
"No."
The carriage was instantly filled with his breath, powerful, honest, and cool with a woody hue.
Liang Chihui changed her clothes and perfume.
Not so rich and intoxicating anymore.
He has become much more sober.
"Mother is going to see a play, and I'm going to reserve a seat."
The driver was stunned. "You're going there in person? I have to take Miss He there anyway, so I can just order it on the spot."
"Stop talking nonsense." Liang Chihui said impatiently.
The driver immediately fell silent.
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