Chapter 48 The Fake Young Master's Dog Taming Guide (24) In this way, he can...
There was a crisp knock on the office door three times, and a middle-aged man in a suit walked in. His expression was somewhat anxious, his brows were deeply furrowed, and he walked to Yan Fuli's desk with a stack of documents in his hand.
"General Manager, did you personally handle this new project? Given our capabilities, we simply can't manage such a large project with our current funds. Let's abandon this project."
Before he could finish speaking, the young man in the office chair raised his hand to interrupt him: "Manager Li, I have a good grasp of this project. This is a valuable opportunity and will be key to the company's development. There are ways to handle the funding issue. You just need to carefully review the plan and get everyone motivated to make the project the best it can be. If this project succeeds, Jiangyang will become one of the top investment companies in the country in the foreseeable future."
Despite his confident demeanor, the middle-aged man's underlying worry lingered in his eyes. He wanted to continue his persuasion: "But without third-party involvement, the project simply won't have the funding, making it difficult to succeed. I think we should be more conservative and let other large companies take it over."
Although the young man remained outwardly amiable, a hint of impatience flickered in his eyes. He said directly, "I will participate fully and be responsible for the company. How can we build a company if we don't take some risks? Manager Li, you just need to focus on your own work."
His attitude was firm, so Manager Li could say nothing more and could only leave with deep worry in his eyes.
After he left, Fu Li thought for a moment, then dialed a number. Once connected, he adopted a friendly and polite tone and said to the person on the other end of the line, "Uncle Lin, what about the project I mentioned to you some time ago? Can we talk about it now? As long as you're willing to invest, this investment will definitely not disappoint you."
After boasting on the phone about how much return the project would bring, Fu Li finally scheduled the meeting for tonight.
After hanging up the phone, the young man's expression became more confident and he looked quite ambitious.
That evening, he personally drove to Bishui Manor to meet with President Lin.
Mr. Lin is a refined and easy-going man in his forties or fifties. At first glance, he looks very scholarly, more like a professor than a businessman.
He smiled and shook hands with Fu Li, addressing him as "Young Master Yan" in conversation. The smile lines around his eyes deepened, giving him a kind and approachable appearance.
In fact, the Lin family and the Yan family had a close relationship in the past. When President Lin visited the Yan residence, he even hugged Fu Li. Even after Yan Qibai took over, President Lin's attitude towards Yan Fu Li did not change much, which gave Fu Li the confidence to seek help.
This project is of great importance, and Jiang Yang's scale alone is not enough to support it; they need to find a large, well-established group to help them. But for a small investment company like theirs, which large corporation would be willing to take on a project without connections? The Lin family is the network that Fu Li decided to utilize after careful consideration.
Moreover, he also has his own ambitions.
After a brief initial exchange, Fu Li gradually revealed his true intentions: "Uncle Lin, to be honest, the project proposal you received is not the whole picture. My planned project is much larger than this."
As he spoke, he very frankly handed over the complete proposal.
After reading it, President Lin pondered for a long time, then looked up and stared intently at Fu Li: "Young Master Yan's proposal is no small matter. The funding is three times larger than before, and the risks are considerable."
Fu Li nodded, a confident expression on his face: "Indeed, but nothing ventured, nothing gained. The higher the risk, the higher the reward. I've already discussed this plan with the third party. As long as the Lin family can guarantee cash flow, I have the ability to handle it! Uncle Lin, please trust me. I will never let you suffer any losses!"
Mr. Lin looked down and reviewed the proposal report again. After weighing the pros and cons, he finally smiled.
"Young Master Yan truly lives up to his reputation as a child raised in the Yan family; he's bold and decisive. Very well! The Lin family will accompany you on this journey!"
Fu Li was overjoyed that the negotiations had gone so smoothly. The negotiation tactics she had prepared were no longer needed, and she didn't even have to make any concessions.
The first step went so smoothly.
Yes, he believed that the projects Yan Qibai had assigned him from Yan's headquarters weren't enough; he wanted to go even bigger. If this venture succeeded, Jiang Yang Investment's name would resound throughout the entire industry, making all the sacrifices worthwhile.
At the dinner table, Fu Li said very sincerely, "I am very grateful to Uncle Lin for his help this time. I will remember this kindness."
He then drank a full cup to show his sincerity.
He actually doesn't have a high alcohol tolerance; after just one glass, his cheeks were already flushed.
President Lin waved his hand: "It's nothing. You were raised by Uncle Lin. It's our elders' duty to help you younger generation."
As he spoke, he asked with some doubt, "Speaking of which, wasn't the second young master of the Xie family the one who liked to visit you the most since you were little? Why didn't Young Master Yan ask him for help this time?"
Fu Li immediately recalled Xie Qiu Chen's resolute departure from the rooftop garden and his cold indifference when they later met at several business parties. His expression darkened, and he forced a smile, saying, "Uncle... no, President Xie is, after all, Yan Qi Bai's uncle and nephew. In recent years, their interactions have become more frequent, so of course he wouldn't be willing to help an outsider like me."
Upon hearing this, President Lin nodded slightly, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
After a while, he comforted him, saying, "Relationships can be close or distant. Take it easy. After all, businessmen prioritize profit."
For some reason, Fu Li found these words a bit strange. It wasn't until later that he realized that these words were not only directed at Xie Qiu Chen, but also at President Lin himself.
After the project was concluded, Fu Li dragged his groggy mind out of Biyue Villa. He didn't notify the driver, but instead stood under the ivy outside the door, hoping to get some fresh air to clear his head.
Even now, he was still incredibly excited, repeatedly reviewing the entire plan's details in his mind. The thought of future success only fueled his overwhelming excitement.
Just then, her phone vibrated. Fu Li opened it and saw a message from Yan Qibai.
Ali isn't at the apartment? Where did you go?
Fu Li immediately realized that Yan Qibai had gone to his residence without prior notice and then found no one there.
Needless to say, it's about that matter again.
This lack of boundaries had been infuriating Fu Li. He tried his best to avoid the other party, but Yan Qibai continued to pursue him relentlessly, especially recently.
Their deal was originally supposed to be that Fu Li would take the initiative to come to him and make demands, but Yan Qibai insisted on making this a regular occurrence. No wonder Fu Li wanted to avoid him.
Fu Li, suppressing her anger, typed a line and sent it.
I'm still at the company. I'll be working overtime tonight and will be going home late. You can go now.
He didn't want to tell the other party that he had approached Lin's Investment, and besides, this plan was no longer the same as the one Yan Qibai had given him.
Once Yan Qibai gets involved, Fu Li knows without a doubt that all the credit will eventually go to him. Then people will say, "Look, that adopted son of the Yan family still needs his brother's help. He's such a waste. President Yan is so generous. He not only has to handle so many affairs of the group on his own, but he also takes time out to take care of his younger brother without holding a grudge."
He had heard these words far too many times. What's even more outrageous is that Yan He himself thought the same thing.
If Yan Fuli can succeed in this project without relying on family connections, he will no longer be an insignificant figure in front of Yan He, and the company can take this opportunity to take off.
With a stable position and leverage, he could stop relying on Yan Qibai's help and cease that disgusting transaction.
Fu Li has staked everything on this project; success or failure hinges on it.
However, he dared not reveal his true intentions at this moment. It was obvious to anyone that Yan Qibai would never allow him a chance to turn the tables. He had no choice but to feign compliance for now.
Yan Qibai quickly replied---
Are you still working overtime at this hour? I'm coming to pick you up now.
It seems there's no escaping it tonight. Fu Li's brows furrowed deeply, her delicate face revealing profound disgust.
---No need, I'll be right back.
Ten seconds later, the other end replied with a smile: Okay. I'll wait for you.
An hour later, Fu Li returned to his rented apartment complex. A tall figure in a light-colored trench coat was waiting at the gate, the bright yellow light casting a soft glow on his handsome, sharp features. Seeing Fu Li return, he raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly.
Fu Li paused slightly, frantically recalling anything suspicious about herself. Perhaps because of their long-standing relationship, she felt a strange sense of guilt the moment she saw Yan Qibai.
However, Fu Li suppressed her guilt for only a moment, her expression returned to normal, and she strode over.
Seeing that he was wearing a simple suit with a white shirt underneath, Yan Qibai immediately took off his trench coat and draped it over the young man's shoulders.
She said gently, as if scolding, "Ah Li, you really don't know how to take care of yourself. Why didn't you wear a jacket when it got colder at night? What if you caught a cold?"
If someone were to pass by and overhear these words, and considering Yan Qibai's gentle and virtuous demeanor, they would inevitably think he was a stay-at-home husband waiting for his lover to come home from the apartment complex, while the other young man looked like he had just returned from a busy day of making money. They would never guess that the man with eyes as clear as water was actually a ruthless business tycoon, while the weary-looking young man was his kept man.
The warmth from the trench coat seeped through the thin suit jacket onto Fu Li, warming his slightly chilly body considerably. However, Fu Li disliked being surrounded by Yan Qibai's aura. He shrugged as if trying to pull the trench coat down, but was immediately held in place by two large hands.
"Ah Li, you've kept me waiting for so long. Don't you want to tell me what you did today?"
Fu Li remained silent, his thick eyes lowered slightly, turning into an indistinct bluish-black mass in the night. His dark eyelashes trembled gently in the cold air, like a dying, withered butterfly.
"Let's go, let's go back quickly. Didn't you want to do that thing?"
His tone carried a general indifference, but Yan Qibai was not angry. Instead, she put her arm around his and asked softly, "Ah Li is in a bad mood today? Is there a problem with the project? Do you need my help?"
Fu Li looked away and said in a cool voice, "The project is progressing smoothly and you don't need to get involved. I'm just a little tired from work, that's all."
Yan Qibai lowered his gaze, his wolf-like eyes concealing an unfathomable depth of cunning.
He leaned down gently, sniffed lightly near Fu Li's ear a few times, and asked, "Didn't you stay at the company all day, Ali? Why do you smell of alcohol?"
Fu Li paused for a moment. He had only drunk a few glasses, and on the way back he had even filled a bottle with soda water to try and cover up the smell, but he hadn't expected that it would still be detectable.
Is Yan Qibai's nose a dog's nose?!
He turned his head and touched his neck, a gesture he couldn't help but make whenever he felt guilty, without ever realizing it himself.
A sharp glint flashed in the man's eyes, but he didn't expose him.
The young man mumbled, "I went out for business dinners after get off work. You know, Jiang Yang alone can't handle that new project; I have to go out and attract investment."
Yan Qibai stared at the top of his head, his eyes as dark as ink.
She said softly, "Ah Li can come to me directly, why go outside to find investment? It's better to keep the profits within the family. With the Yan family's support, Ah Li can earn even more, right? Or is Ah Li actually wary of me? Is there something I did wrong?"
Author's Note: I made a minor revision; there are no changes to the plot.
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