SY is financially strong. Although it is located in Jiangcheng, it has also had a lot of business in Beijing in recent years. However, the rumored president is elusive and has never appeared in public.
Song Qingyou sometimes jokes about herself, thinking that SY's actions are no different from what she did with the lime.
Destroying the Song Group is a necessary means to sideline Song Yuan and Song Shi, but the Song Group is her grandfather's life's work, and she will not let it fall like this.
The best investor Song Qingyou could think of that was also capable of helping the Song family raise funds was SY.
“SY?” Yan Miao was stunned: “Why don’t you look for Fu Wenzhou?”
Song Qingyou asked with amusement, "Why do you all feel that you have to go to him whenever something happens?"
Yan Miao said, "Because he would definitely be willing to pay for you."
Song Qingyou said helplessly, "He is willing, but the Fu family's business areas do not overlap with the Song family's. His financing to me will not benefit the Fu family at all. SY is different. Their newly developed areas coincide with what I am going to do next. If I can get a cooperation with SY, it will be a win-win situation."
Yan Miao didn't understand business matters very well, but she felt that it was really unnecessary for Song Qingyou to go through so much trouble. She opened her mouth, wanting to persuade her again, but Song Qingyou interrupted her first.
“Yan Miao, women don’t have to depend on men. He has his career, and I have mine. There’s no need for him to sacrifice unnecessary interests for me, and I can solve the current crisis without him. Business is business, and feelings are feelings; there’s no need to mix them up.”
Song Qingyou chuckled and said, "Relationships are about equality, not taking. I can't just run to Fu Wenzhou every time I encounter trouble, can I?"
Moreover, SY itself was a backup plan she had been evaluating for a long time. She wanted to give up half of the shares held by Song Shi and Song Yuan, let SY invest with a stake, and then develop new fields together.
The Fu Group has always been involved in traditional industries such as real estate, hotels, and tourism department stores, which is completely different from the direction she plans to reform in the Song family.
Even if Fu Wenzhou provides her with financing, all subsequent project introductions will have to be started from scratch, which would be even more troublesome.
If SY agrees to the financing, it will bring not only money, but also a team and ready-made projects.
The drug development at Dingsheng is currently quite successful, which inspired Song Qingyou to develop her own chips and AI.
SY has been conducting research on AI and chips for the past few years, which aligns with her philosophy.
It's just a question of whether SY is willing to get involved in the Song family's mess.
Song Qingyou's thoughts drifted far away when Fu Wenzhou called her from behind, bringing her back to her senses: "What's wrong?"
"Youyou, come play cards." Fu Wenzhou had a sly smile on his face, clearly indicating that he had just won quite a bit.
Gu Bai, on the other hand, looked dejected: "Come on over, this mahjong game is unplayable, your man won it all. Let's switch to poker. Young Master Yan, come on over, aren't you bored just sitting here?"
Yan Shaoqin finally looked up from his phone screen: "Sorry, I just closed a deal worth several hundred million, it's not boring at all."
Gu Bai: "..."
We can't talk today.
Yan Shaoqin slowly got up, and as he passed Song Qingyou, he casually asked, "You don't know who the president of SY is?"
Song Qingyou was taken aback: "Should I know?"
Yan Shaoqin's eyes became ambiguous. He stared at Song Qingyou for a few seconds, but before he could speak, his collar was pulled back.
Turning around, she saw Fu Wenzhou shielding Song Qingyou behind him like a protective father: "What are you looking at?"
"What are you looking at?" Yan Shaoqin sneered, too lazy to pay attention to the mad dog guarding its food.
Song Qingyou tugged at Fu Wenzhou's sleeve with a headache: "Are you still going to play cards or not?"
When Fu Wenzhou looked at Song Qingyou, his gaze softened instantly: "If you want to fight, you'll fight with me."
"Okay." Song Qingyou agreed, then turned around and called to Yan Miao, "Miao Miao, let's go together."
Yan Miao doesn't know how to play mahjong, but she knows a little about the tiles, so she readily agreed.
Liang Muchuan kindly advised Gu Bai, "Are you sure you want the couple to go together?"
"Of course." Gu Bai answered with absolute certainty. He was determined to get back everything he had lost from Fu Wenzhou from his wife!
Thinking of this, Gu Bai was like a fighting rooster, rubbing his hands together, waiting to turn the tables.
Liang Muchuan and Xu Zezhan exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with sympathy.
Song Qingyou sat next to Fu Wenzhou, while Yan Miao and Yan Shaoqin sat in the same direction.
After everyone sat down, Gu Bai said shamelessly, "Here's what we'll do: we'll let you and Yan Miao play three rounds. After those three rounds, don't blame your brother Gu Bai for being ruthless."
Song Qingyou paused, then looked at Gu Bai with a complicated expression: "Are you sure? Maybe we should just forget about it and play normally."
Gu Bai raised an eyebrow: "No, I have to let you win. Otherwise, if word gets out that I won your money, people will say I'm taking advantage of your lack of skill."
Fu Wenzhou scoffed, his hand under the table kneading Song Qingyou's slender waist. His voice was lazy and tired: "Ignore this idiot. If he wants to give in, let him. He'll just cry when he loses too much. Anyway, it's Xu Zezhan who's suffering, not us."
Upon hearing this, Song Qingyou didn't say anything more. Her gaze swept over Gu Bai and Xu Zezhan. The former was still bragging, while the latter was rubbing his temples and looked helpless.
Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration, and her gaze towards the two of them became more meaningful.
However, before three rounds were even over, Gu Bai was furious again, like a lion with its fur standing on end. Not only did he refuse to let her win, he lost two rounds in a row to Song Qingyou. Unfortunately, every time Song Qingyou wanted a certain card, he would give her the same card.
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