Three hours later, five zeros were added to the contract amount, and Nan Yunxuan signed his name in a flamboyant manner.
"Perfect!" the assistant trotted over, handing over champagne. "You sealed a 500 million order with just three sentences. This order will earn us at least 100 million. You're beautiful, capable, and good at making money. There's no other girl like you in the world."
Nan Yunxuan frowned: "It's too little, how can it be enough to earn only 100 million!"
"Ah?" The assistant found it hard to understand. Is 100 million considered a small amount?
"Shenwei Company." Nan Yunxuan's voice was sharp: "Our goal is to surpass it."
The assistant's jaw dropped, nearly dropping the champagne in his hand. He couldn't help but ask, "Shenwei Company is that monster company that's planning to land on Mars, establish a permanent settlement on Mars, and even develop a technology that extends human lifespan by 10 years?"
"That's right, my goal is to surpass it and make more money than them." Nan Yunxuan's tone was very affirmative.
The assistant thought that his boss was definitely crazy. How could a toy company make more money than a monster company that could land on Mars?
Nan Yunxuan guessed his assistant's thoughts, his eyes radiating a haughty look. "You know what? Nan Yunxuan is Nan Yunxuan. She's not anything else. Just like 'what I hate is what I hate,' 'what I don't like is what I don't like,' and 'what's not acceptable is what's not acceptable.' Nan Yunxuan is Nan Yunxuan."
The assistant still didn't quite understand, but the thought popped up in her mind again: Such a beautiful, independent, outstanding, queen-like girl, who is so good at making money, no boy in the world is worthy of her.
This is Nan Yunxuan's daily life. He inherited a toy factory company that was transformed from a gangster by his father. He is determined to become the world's number one toy factory and one day win over Shenwei Group in making money.
The "Wei" in Shenwei is Lin Caiwei's "Wei". Obviously, this is coming for Lin An. This is Nan Yunxuan.
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At six thirty in the morning, Lu Muyuan's black car stopped in front of the Xingchen Charity Foundation building on time.
She was wearing a plain long dress today, her long pink hair was tied into a simple low bun, and the two small pearl earrings on her earlobes made her look mature yet a little well-behaved.
"Mr. Lu, the progress report of the children's medical assistance project in the mountainous areas of Yunnan has been placed on your desk." The secretary quickly followed her pace and handed her a cup of American coffee at just the right temperature.
In the elevator, Lu Muyuan quickly flipped through the documents and suddenly stopped at a certain page: "Why is the vaccination rate in this village only 68%?"
"The vaccine reserves are not enough." The secretary replied anxiously.
Her slender fingers tapped the data column lightly. "Contact the president of Pfizer Country Z. I want to discuss the vaccine donation with him personally."
At the 9 o'clock board meeting, she stood in front of the projection screen and spoke eloquently: "By integrating the idle resources of tertiary hospitals, we saved 1.6 billion yuan in medical expenses for children in remote areas last quarter."
She clicked the remote control, and the screen switched to a graph: "But the gap in the leukemia special fund is still 300 million."
Just as the CFO was about to speak, Lu Muyuan pulled up the next PowerPoint presentation: "I've reached a strategic partnership with Xiaomi Group, and they've promised to match the donation."
She smiled slightly, and the warmth in her smile suddenly brightened up the serious meeting room.
At noon, she declined the invitation to a banquet at a luxury hotel offered by a large company and instead ate a simple salad in the office while making a video call.
"Director Li, regarding the transport plan for children with congenital heart disease..." She suddenly put down her fork. "No, the ambulance must include an incubator for newborns."
The expert on the other side of the screen nodded repeatedly.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, a special signing ceremony was held at the foundation.
Lu Muyuan, wearing a white suit that cost PDD120, signed the "Free Medical Care for Children Under 13 in China" plan with the head of the Ministry of Health under the flash lights.
The moment the signing pen fell, the whole audience burst into warm applause. Everyone was moved by Lu Muyuan's kind act. The children of China are blessed.
In the evening, she appeared in the intensive care unit of Shaanxi Children's Hospital.
There were no accompanying assistants, no media following, only a female bodyguard to protect her safety. She gently held the hand of a little girl and said, "Sister promised to come see you, right?"
What she pulled out of her handbag was not a lipstick, but a box of colored crayons.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, the lights in the office were still on.
When the assistant pushed the door open, he saw Lu Muyuan revising the plan for the African medical aid program.
"Prioritize Ethiopia." She rubbed her temples. "The child mortality rate there is 2 or 3 percentage points higher than we estimated. We must intervene and help as soon as possible."
In the frame on the corner of the table is a photo of her at a medical station in the Qinghai pastoral area last year. Her clothes are covered in dust, and she is squatting on the ground, playing happily with Tibetan children. Next to the photo is a note with beautiful handwriting on it:
"First, let all Chinese children grow up healthily, and then we can warm the whole world."
This is Lu Muyuan's daily life. She is determined to achieve free medical care for children under the age of 13 worldwide, and then gradually achieve free medical care for all mankind. If possible, she wants to eliminate war and bring world peace. She is a girl with a true Madonna sentiment.
Of course, Lu Muyuan’s current achievements are inseparable from the support of Shenwei Company, that is, Lin An.
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