She laughed and denied it, then took a nap on the way.
Song Mai was already experiencing some acclimatization issues, and after arriving in the West, she couldn't adapt to the food. In addition, she had difficulty adjusting to the time difference, and after two days, she already felt extremely exhausted.
Adding to the fact that she hadn't slept well the night before, Song Mai felt like her mind was a complete mess, floating around inside her head.
The two sites they were inspecting in the morning were quite far apart, so Song Mai was able to squeeze in a nap on the way.
Chu Xing was unusually late; his phone had run out of battery and turned off. He remembered charging his phone, but when he opened his eyes in the morning and looked for it, he realized the plug wasn't in.
By the time the phone was turned on, it was already 10 a.m.
Assistant Lu made many phone calls to him; the meeting was at nine in the morning, and an hour has already passed.
He immediately called Assistant Lu back, asking him to postpone the meeting for an hour, saying he would arrive right away.
Assistant Lu had never seen Chu Xing like this in all the years he had followed him, and asked with some curiosity:
"Was something urgent held you up this morning?"
"No, I had a few drinks and overslept. I'll go and inform them first."
After saying that, the man hung up the phone.
Assistant Lu held his phone in his hand for a long time, his face full of disbelief.
Even Master Yun can oversleep due to a hangover?
This man can actually be late?
That's really rare.
However, upon further reflection, Assistant Lu had a bad feeling.
Could it be that he had a fight with Miss Song?
Or has something happened?
Otherwise, based on his understanding of Chu Xing, Chu Xing would never be the kind of person who would drink so much that he would oversleep and miss a meeting.
It seems I need to warn the others to be careful, otherwise if they upset Master Yun today, they'll suffer twice as much as usual.
After a busy morning, Song Mai returned to the hotel at noon and the others reported on their work. Seeing that everyone looked tired, Lu Xun told them to go back to their rooms to rest after the reports were finished, and to meet again at 2 p.m.
Song Mai was extremely sleepy in the morning, and now that she was back in her room, she wanted to get a good night's sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep once she lay down on the bed. She couldn't help but think about the important things Chu Xing had told her on the phone last night.
After thinking for a moment, she sent Chu Xing a message, asking about the important thing he had told her last night.
The man seemed busy, and it took him a long time to reply: I drank too much last night, I don't remember.
Song Mai was exasperated and decided to stop worrying about it. After setting her alarm, she wrapped herself in the blanket and went to sleep.
Chu Xing was extremely grateful that his phone had run out of battery and turned off; otherwise, if he had revealed the truth while his mind was still quite clouded, he couldn't imagine how things would have turned out.
It's possible that he won't be able to contact her when he wakes up.
At noon, Lu Xun and the group's senior executives held another offline meeting. After discussion, they finally decided to choose the second venue to be inspected.
The next step is for the local government to negotiate the price of the land purchase.
That afternoon, Lu Xun assigned everyone the specific tasks to be done according to the group's instructions, and then they all returned to their rooms.
The formal talks between the two parties were scheduled for the morning of the third day.
Song Mai and his group made preparations early and set off for the meeting place agreed upon with the local government.
However, the negotiations were not as smooth as expected. Yunxing's highest budget was 85 million, but the local government of Xiguo greedily quoted a high price of 100 million.
Upon hearing the price, Lu Xun's expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant.
“Mr. Basque, the location of this land is not very good, and the size is only average. You know in your heart that this land is not worth this price, and Yunxing’s offer is already higher than the market price. Isn’t what you’re doing a bit unfair?”
The man, known as Basque, leaned casually back in his chair, puffing on a cigar.
In contrast to Lu Xun's serious demeanor, the man seemed to completely disregard their group.
"Oh? Really? What if I said it's worth that price?"
Lu Xun's eyes were filled with anger, which he had been forcibly suppressing, but his tone had involuntarily turned cold.
"It seems you don't want to continue the discussion?"
Nabaque was clearly a seasoned veteran of the political arena, firmly grasping the rhythm and initiative in his own hands.
Sensing Lu Xun's displeasure, he casually tossed the cigar into the ashtray, smiled, and said in a light tone:
"Mr. Lu, you misunderstand. I didn't say that. I was just stating our point of view. You should know that no matter how bad the location of this land is, it is still in the capital of the Western Kingdom. Land is extremely valuable in the Western Kingdom, and the area of this land is large enough. As long as we put this land up for public auction, let alone 100 million, I think even a higher price is possible."
This person was intentionally stirring things up. Lu Xun wasn't stupid; someone who could reach this position at such a young age in Yunxing was certainly not someone to be trifled with.
He subtly raised his hand, signaling the event staff to pour him a cup of coffee.
As the coffee was served, its rich aroma wafted through the air, and his slightly furrowed brow relaxed imperceptibly.
"You're right. Auctions do indeed go to the highest bidder. If profit is the primary consideration, auctioning land will certainly fetch a high price. But that's how businessmen operate, not how local officials operate. As local officials, they should consider not only selling land at the highest possible price, but also the impact that the land buyers will have on the local area after purchasing it—whether it will be beneficial or harmful."
The Basque seemed somewhat interested in his statement, raising an eyebrow to signal him to continue.
Lu Xun continued:
"If someone buys land for 100 million but damages the environment and causes pollution, can the polluted land be restored with just 100 million? Yunxing's price is not low, and we have many other options. We don't necessarily have to choose this one. The reason we ultimately chose this one out of all available land is because of our consideration of the character of the local officials. If Yunxing builds its factory here in the future, we will have many more dealings with the local government. Our choice is for a win-win situation."
Yunxing has always adhered to green development principles, following a sustainable path regardless of the field it operates in, and will never pollute the local environment. Furthermore, the establishment of Dayue 2's production plant here signifies the expansion of high-tech fields into this land, promoting employment, driving economic development, and attracting talent to stay in your country. I don't need to elaborate on these benefits; I believe Mr. Basque understands them clearly.
Upon hearing this, Basque suddenly smiled, clearly understanding the benefits involved.
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