Chapter 80. Ranran, will you spend the rest of your life with me? ...
Tang Ran looked at her, and at the same time, the phone in her hand rang.
Song Zhixu raised an eyebrow, gesturing for her to answer the phone first.
Tang Ran swiped open her phone, "Xin'er."
The call was from Xia Xin'er, and I confirmed with her the arrangements for a charity event in the western mountainous area in a few days.
Xia Xin'er had sent her the new itinerary, and Tang Ran had also made time to accompany her.
Knowing that no further accidents would occur, and feeling that such charity events were very meaningful, Tang Ran still wanted to participate.
After discussing the event, the two chatted about other things, and it was more than ten minutes later when they hung up the phone.
Song Zhixu went to change her clothes first. When Tang Ran went to the dressing room, she was putting on a long dress.
The simple and elegant design and clean cut perfectly complement Song Zhixu's exquisite curves.
The zipper on the back was half-zipped up, revealing a beautiful, smooth, white back.
Tang Ran walked over, put one arm around her waist from behind, and took the other hand from her. "I'll help you."
Her pale fingertips pinched the zipper buckle and gently lifted it up little by little, but with each lift, she placed a kiss on it beforehand.
Song Zhixu turned her head, grabbed the restless head of the woman, pinched her ear, and whispered reproachfully, "Is this what you call helping?"
It's clearly malicious.
Tang Ran gently bit her palm. "It'll be ready soon."
After he finished speaking, he took her hand and kissed her again.
"Stop fooling around." Song Zhixu tried to pull her hand away and turn around.
Tang Ran held her tightly, preventing her from moving, and then pressed her against the wardrobe, kissing the back of her neck. "It's not like yesterday when my sister was making a scene."
The warm breath sprayed onto her delicate skin, causing a rash of small, cherry-red goosebumps.
The zipper that had been pulled up was pulled back up, and the long dress slipped off her shoulders and piled up at her feet.
Half an hour later.
Tang Ran found another dress and helped Song Zhixu put it on.
After zipping up his pants without making any fuss, he hugged Song Zhixu from behind and asked, "What were you trying to say to me just now?"
Song Zhixu helplessly rubbed her head. "It's nothing."
Let's talk about it tonight.
After gathering her loose long hair into a bun, Song Zhixu pondered for a moment, then asked seemingly casually, "Do you have plans for tonight?"
Tang Ran thought for a moment, "It should be fine."
"I'll pick you up after get off work," Song Zhixu said.
"OK."
Song Group headquarters.
Top floor office.
Du, du.
"President Song, Manager Song is here." Assistant Jiang led Song Wuqi in.
"Little Aunt," Song Wuqi called out to her with a gentle smile.
Song Zhixu nodded, gestured with his chin toward the sofa, and dialed the internal line for the Business Development Department.
Assistant Jiang poured tea for Song Wuqi, who thanked him and glanced around the office without making a sound.
Although her dreams were inaccurate, the feeling was too real. For example, she clearly remembered the first time she sat in this office in her dream, and the overwhelming excitement she felt.
Song Wuqi lowered his eyes and clenched his hands tightly at his sides.
More than ten minutes passed.
"President Song."
Mr. Wang knocked on the door, his face beaming with joy.
"Does your expression suggest good news?" Song Zhixu asked, putting down the documents in his hand.
Mr. Wang has been in contact with Gonghua Technology recently, and Song Zhixu guessed that there had been a breakthrough.
"There is good news," Mr. Wang said with a smile.
He walked in and saw Song Wuqi on the sofa. He reacted for a moment, but didn't say anything. He just greeted Song Wuqi.
Song Zhixu got up and sat down on the single sofa next to him.
"How's the negotiation with Gonghua Technology going?" she asked General Manager Wang.
"The chances are slim." President Wang shook his head and glanced at Song Wuqi.
He roughly guessed why Song Wuqi was here.
He didn't have much contact with the boss's niece, but he had heard quite a few rumors about her lately.
"Manager Song can contact the founder of the other party, and then have her work with you to connect with Gonghua Technology," Song Zhixu said succinctly.
At the opportune moment, President Wang made a surprised expression and looked at Song Wuqi.
Song Wuqi said with a smile, "I have a friend who is on good terms with him and can help make the connection."
Mr. Wang nodded, looking somewhat troubled. "It's really good to have someone act as a go-between, but things might change."
“Someone from Blue Whale just contacted me today.” He looked at Song Zhixu.
Song Zhixu raised an eyebrow and nodded, signaling him to continue.
She anticipated that Blue Whale would take further action, but she didn't expect them to come knocking on her door so soon.
"Blue Whale wants to cooperate with the Song family," President Wang said directly.
Song Zhixu was surprised; Blue Whale's proposal for cooperation was completely unexpected.
"What?!" Song Wuqi's smile froze completely, and he exclaimed in shock.
Her reaction was quite strong, and both Song Zhixu and President Wang looked at her.
Realizing his loss of composure, Song Wuqi quickly composed himself, but still couldn't wait to confirm with President Wang, "Blue Whale wants to cooperate with us?"
Mr. Wang nodded.
That's why he came up here smiling.
Mr. Wang briefly explained Blue Whale's desire to cooperate with SMD through a share swap.
As Song Zhixu analyzed, Blue Whale Medical is very competitive in the field of large medical devices, but portable wearable devices have always been a weakness.
After acquiring Chip+, Blue Whale Medical plans to establish a dedicated medical chip R&D company.
Blue Whale wants to use an equity swap to enable its newly established chip R&D company to collaborate with SMD wearable devices.
Song Zhixu initially thought that Blue Whale intended to use the acquisition of Chip+ to restrict and suppress the development of SMD, or even that Blue Whale's next move would be to acquire SMD.
To everyone's surprise, Blue Whale proposed a collaboration, specifically through an equity swap.
Cross-shareholding establishes a connection of interests between the two companies, which is more reliable than simple cooperation.
Backed by Blue Whale, a giant that holds 37% of the global high-end medical device market, and also a top chip development company under Jiachuang, SMD can not only rapidly enhance its brand value, but also greatly increase its recognition in overseas markets.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for SMD.
Unlike President Wang, Song Zhixu wasn't stunned by the unexpected windfall.
She remained clear-headed and asked the most crucial question: "What is the shareholding replacement ratio?"
If the blue whale makes a huge demand, it's not a windfall, it's a trap.
"Look at me, I forgot to mention it in my excitement." Mr. Wang patted the top of his head, which already had very little hair, "10% of the shares will be swapped at a 1:1 ratio."
SMD 10% can be replaced with Blue Whale Chip Company's 10%.
The value of a 10% stake in SMD is less than that of the acquisition of Chip+.
For the Song family, the benefits of cooperating with Blue Whale far outweigh those of independently acquiring Chip+ or Gonghua Technology.
"What do you think?" Mr. Wang asked.
He saw this as a rare opportunity, but the boss didn't seem very interested.
Song Zhixu pondered for a moment and asked, "How long is the consideration period?"
"We will give you a reply in two weeks."
There's still plenty of time; I can study and consider it carefully.
Song Zhixu nodded. "First, we'll set up a project team and prepare a detailed cooperation evaluation report."
The greater the potential profit, the more cautious one should be. Song Zhixu didn't want to miss this opportunity, but he also didn't believe that a free lunch would really fall from the sky.
There's another thing she needs to confirm: how much does Blue Whale's proposed cooperation have to do with what she saw at WS yesterday?
It seems she and her fiancée still need to have a serious talk.
Listening to their conversation, Song Wuqi tried his best to be patient, but his face couldn't help but darken.
how so?
In her dream, Blue Whale didn't propose cooperating with the Song family; in the end, it was her aunt who negotiated with Gonghua Technology.
She was thinking of negotiating with Gonghua Technology ahead of time so she could make a good impression on her grandfather, but then Blue Whale suddenly interfered.
Song Wuqi felt somewhat lost.
She initially thought her dream was a premonition, but many things were different from what she dreamed about.
Tang Ran has changed, her aunt is different, and even the projects the company is working on are different.
This made Song Wuqi very suspicious. Was her dream really a premonition? Or was it just her own imagination?
"Don't just put Gonghua Technology on hold. Talk to Manager Song about the progress, just in case the cooperation with Blue Whale fails, and keep it as a backup."
After finishing his instructions with President Wang, Song Zhixu looked at Song Wuqi.
"OK."
Song Wuqi suppressed his resentment, keeping his expression unchanged, while inwardly he sneered: "They say they're candidates, but they'll never be chosen."
Acquiring Gonghua Technology alone would be completely uncompetitive compared to its partnership with Blue Whale.
In the evening, when Tang Ran got off work, Song Zhixu's black car was already parked at the door.
Old Zhang was driving. After seeing Tang Ran come out, he got out of the car and opened the door for her.
"Thanks."
Tang Ran thanked him and stepped into the car.
Song Zhixu was on the phone, with a laptop on the small table. Judging from the conversation, it seemed to be a work-related discussion with a subordinate.
Seeing Tang Ran come up, he glanced in her direction, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and then continued to look at the screen, his slender fingers sliding the mouse down.
"The plan needs to be adjusted again..."
Tang Ran looked at the misty partition and suddenly smiled.
She rested her arm on the central armrest, turned to the side, and raised her other hand to hook the back of Song Zhixu's hand as she moved the mouse.
"And the project's risk model..."
Song Zhixu paused her swiping motion, grasped the mischievous fingertip of the other person, turned around and gave her a 'warning yet indulgent' look, then continued talking on the phone, "We need to start over..."
After listening to her talk for a while, Tang Ran leaned over and rested her head on Song Zhixu's shoulder.
She deliberately raised her chin, and when Song Zhixu turned her head to look at her, the corner of her mouth brushed directly against Tang Ran's lips.
Song Zhixu paused, and Tang Ran blinked innocently, moved her head away from Song Zhixu's shoulder, and turned to look at the scenery outside the window.
"President Song?"
He suddenly stopped halfway through his sentence, and the project director on the other end, thinking it was a signal problem, called out uncertainly.
"Let's leave it at that for now and adjust what we mentioned first."
After receiving a "okay" in response, Song Zhixu hung up the phone and immediately closed his laptop.
The tray table made a soft clicking sound as it was folded up, which was especially noticeable in the quiet carriage.
Realizing something was amiss, Tang Ran spoke first, trying to change the subject, "Aren't you going home?"
After the car left the main road, it did not head towards Shengming Mansion, but instead turned onto the opposite road.
"I've made a reservation at the restaurant."
Song Zhixu turned to the side, resting her arm on the back of Tang Ran's chair, and asked with a gentle smile, "Want to secretly kiss me?"
"Oh dear, that was an accident..."
The unspoken words were all swallowed up by the falling kiss.
The vehicle slowly drove along the bustling main road by the river, and then turned into a quiet path shaded by plane trees. On both sides of the road stood old villas of different styles left over from a special period.
As the car drove to the end of the road, a tall, milky-white wall covered with ivy stretched out before it slowly opened as the car approached.
An old villa, bearing the marks of time, stands quietly on the riverbank, its warm orange light shining through the exquisitely carved windows, creating a tranquil atmosphere.
Once the car came to a stop, a waiter in formal attire was already waiting beside it, leading Tang Ran and Song Zhixu through the garden path paved with bluestone slabs and into the house.
An exquisite crystal chandelier hangs from the high ceiling of the living room, refracting delicate spots of light.
On the riverside is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, outside which is an arc-shaped terrace extending over the river.
Sitting in the room, you can take in the entire cluster of skyscrapers across the river at a glance.
Across the river lies the bustling city, its lights twinkling like stars, while inside the restaurant, soft lighting spills over the exquisite tableware, creating a tranquil and leisurely atmosphere.
Two completely different atmospheres collided at this moment, yet miraculously blended together.
"Why did you decide to eat here?" Tang Ran asked curiously.
LM is a top-tier private restaurant in Jiangcheng, only accepting one table per night and requiring reservations months in advance. It doesn't seem like Song Zhixu made this decision on a whim.
The waiter brought over a hot towel. Song Zhixu wiped her hands, looked up and asked, "Don't you like Italian food?"
"Huh?" Tang Ran frowned in confusion. "What...did I say I liked Italian food?"
Before she could finish speaking, she remembered that she had told Song Zhixu yesterday that the Italian food at the WS Hotel was delicious, and that she wanted to take her there to eat.
“The owner of this restaurant is Italian, so the Italian cuisine is the most authentic,” Song Zhixu explained calmly.
Tang Ran didn't glean anything from her expression; instead, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart. Song Zhixu was just too considerate.
Yesterday she praised Italian food, so today I'm bringing her to eat the most authentic Italian food.
She's truly the best fiancée in the entire Jiangcheng.
"Song Zhixu," Tang Ran called to her.
Song Zhixu looked up, and Tang Ran smiled at her, "If I wanted the stars in the sky, would you pluck them down for me?"
Infected by her smile, Song Zhixu replied with a slight smile, "It's not impossible."
She agreed, but Tang Ran shook her head, "However, I already have a unique star."
Song Zhixu raised an eyebrow.
Tang Ran arched her eyebrows, feigning mystery, and said, "I'll tell you later."
Perhaps it was the authentic taste of the dishes, or perhaps it was the good mood she had at the beginning, but LM rose to become the best Italian food in Tang Ran's heart.
After dinner, the two went to the outer terrace.
The autumn river breeze was refreshing and pleasant. Tang Ran leaned comfortably against the railing, enjoying the river view.
Song Zhixu hugged her from behind, gently resting his chin on Tang Ran's shoulder, and softly called her, "Ranran."
"Hmm?" Tang Ran tilted her head slightly.
Song Zhixu nuzzled her cheek with the tip of his nose. "Do you like looking at the river view?"
Tang Ran nodded and said with a smile, "I enjoy watching the river view with you."
Just like now.
"The houses in Yulan Bay are also located by the river."
As Song Zhixu spoke, she raised her hand, her slender white fingers holding a star-shaped diamond ring.
Tang Ran stared wide-eyed in surprise, as Song Zhixu's gentle voice rang in her ears, "Ranran, would you like to spend the rest of your life with me?"
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