The young master is now struggling to even keep the project funds for the Tsim Sha Tsui Marine Tower from being withdrawn.
Peishan was quite worried because her seventh young lady was petite, beautiful, and gentle.
But deep down, he's more stubborn than anyone else; once he's made up his mind, nothing can change it.
Moreover, the Seventh Miss has never liked asking for favors, and her relationship with her family is not good. She is unwilling to ask the Ning family patriarch and the chairman for help, and does not want to be controlled by her family.
He rarely talked to the second wife about the difficulties he encountered in business, not wanting her to worry.
This time... I'm afraid I'll have to bear it all by myself again.
Ning Yuan, however, acted as if nothing had happened and gently patted Pei Shan's shoulder: "Don't worry, Pei Shan, even if the sky falls, I'll hold it up! I know what I'm doing."
Looking at Ning Yuan's nonchalant demeanor, Pei Shan could only sigh and offer her advice on being a qualified special assistant—
“Seventh Miss, this shortfall of several million is no small amount! At present, it seems that we can either take out a loan from the bank or mortgage the electronics factory to borrow some funds to keep the company afloat, but the latter is not a good option.”
Ning Yuan picked up her teacup and took a slow sip: "I'll think about this some more. You go ahead and get busy. Don't forget to go to the airport later and pick up the people I asked you to pick up. They're old, so don't let them get through the journey."
Seeing Ning Yuan's confidence, Pei Shan's worries lessened slightly: "Okay."
In recent days, she had witnessed the shrewdness and charisma of this seventh young lady.
Peishan turned and left the room, making sure to close the door for Ning Yuan before leaving.
Ning Yuan sat alone in the room, her gaze falling on the two potted plants on the windowsill.
One pot is jasmine, with its pure white flowers emitting a faint fragrance; the other pot is mint, with its lush green leaves exuding a refreshing aroma.
She gently stroked the jasmine petals, her thoughts drifting back to that night…
Ning Yuan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed those complicated and chaotic thoughts.
She turned and went into the bathroom, took a hot shower, then lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
When I woke up, it was already afternoon.
Ning Yuan changed into a refreshing outfit and went downstairs to the hotel entrance.
Not long after, a black Mercedes slowly drove up and stopped at the door, and Pei-shan got out of the car with the two elderly people.
The car door opened, and Grandma Xia and Grandpa Tang got out of the car with Yan Yangyang's help.
They and Yan Yangyang were all carrying large and small bags.
Ning Yuan rushed over and hugged them tightly, choking back tears as she cried out, "Grandma Xia! Grandpa Tang!"
Seeing familiar and warm people felt like returning to the countryside of Ningnan or the faculty and staff dormitory area of Fudan University.
She was still that educated youth from a small town with two long braids, not the seventh young lady of the Ning family she is now.
The three of them hugged each other tightly, unwilling to separate for a long time.
Grandma Xia hugged Ning Yuan, her eyes moist, her voice choked with emotion: "Oh, my dear little girl, I've missed you so much, it's been over a year since I last saw you!"
Grandpa Tang's eyes also reddened. He wiped away his tears while looking Ning Yuan up and down, his face full of heartache.
"Girl, you've lost weight!"
Ning Yuan wiped her eyes and smiled again: "I've been so busy! Grandma Xia, Grandpa Tang, why are you carrying so much stuff? It must be tiring!"
As she spoke, Grandma Xia shook the package in her hand, which was full of local specialties: "These are all for you. I was worried about you being out there all by yourself!"
Yan Yangyang said with a smile, "Silly girl, I also brought you specialties from Beijing and Northeast China. You can't buy them even if you have money!"
Yan Yangyang's hair, now shoulder-length, is no longer as short as it used to be, making him look like a boy, but it's still neat and tidy.
As expected of a girl from Northeast China who came from a performing arts troupe, her denim shirt and jeans made her look both heroic and beautiful.
She pulled Ning Yuan into her arms and gave her a big hug.
Ning Yuan held Yan Yangyang in her arms, and smelled the familiar scent of soap on her body, which warmed her heart.
After the two separated, Ning Yuan noticed that Jin Bianjiang was standing next to Yan Yangyang.
She immediately laughed: "Oh, Senior Brother Jin, what brings you here too? I remember you got into the law graduate program! Congratulations!"
Jin Bianjiang pushed up his glasses and cleared his throat: "Um... I'm Yangyang's business partner, and of course, yours too. We haven't seen each other in so long, so we definitely have to meet up, and also... check the accounts."
He turned slightly to the side and pointed to a large leather suitcase he had brought: "We signed an agreement back then, so I definitely have to take responsibility for you."
Yan Yangyang playfully patted Ning Yuan: "Ning Yuan, are you forgetful? Or has your business gotten so big that you've forgotten you still have a sparkling water business? Now it's all up to me and Senior Brother Jin to manage!"
She proudly raised her chin, like a smug little peacock: "Let me tell you, I've opened a chain of stalls near many schools, and business is booming. How about that, isn't that amazing?"
Ning Yuan chuckled and teased her, "Oh dear, look at my memory! I'm just a shareholder. Shareholders are basically hands-off managers. I don't care about the operations. And now that Sister Hongyu doesn't have time either, it's just you and your senior brother's... small business together, isn't it?"
"Ning Yuan! Don't talk nonsense, who said anything about him... about him and his wife doing business together!" Yan Yangyang blushed and reached out to pinch Ning Yuan's arm.
Jin Bianjiang stood to one side, smiling without saying a word. His eyes behind his glasses were bright and sparkling, and it was unclear what he was thinking.
Ning Yuan glanced at her watch, smiled, and said to everyone, "Don't stand here anymore, go upstairs and rest. I've arranged rooms for you all. You can take a good shower when you get there, and then we'll have dinner together after you've rested."
Awei and the others immediately stepped forward to help with the luggage.
Ning Yuan then personally took the hands of Grandma Xia and Grandpa Tang and led them into the hotel.
Although the elderly couple were still in good spirits, they were quite old and inevitably tired from the long journey.
Night falls and the city lights come on.
The atmosphere inside the private room at Zhuyuan Hotel was warm and harmonious.
Ning Yuan specially arranged a sumptuous Hong Kong-style dinner, which included exquisite dim sum, nourishing soups, and fresh seafood.
All of this was to welcome Grandma Xia and Grandpa Tang, who had come from afar.
Mayor Qiao arrived as promised, accompanied by his secretary, Xiao Lin.
As soon as he entered, he jokingly teased Ning Yuan, "Hey Ning Yuan, that's not very nice of you! We're in Shenzhen, how can I let you treat us? This meal should be arranged by me!"
He shook his head, feigning displeasure.
Ning Yuan smiled and said in a clear voice, "Uncle Qiao, what are you saying? Why are we making such a distinction between you and me? Tonight is a family dinner, it's only right that I treat my own family to a meal! Tomorrow, I'll have a proper get-together with the city leaders, and we'll have a good chat about serious business!"
Mayor Qiao suddenly noticed Grandpa Tang and Grandma Xia sitting next to Ning Yuan.
He had met Professor Tang at Fudan University and knew that he was a founding professor of the Economics Department at Fudan University. He also knew that Ning Yuan was Professor Tang's adopted granddaughter.
Mayor Qiao smiled and shook hands with Grandpa Tang, exchanging pleasantries: "You've come to see your granddaughter too, haven't you? She hasn't changed, has she?"
Old Tang smiled and shook his head: "You haven't changed. You're still clever, quick-witted, and cunning!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
