Chapter 30 Betting Agreement
Monday, 9:58 AM.
Outside the president's office on the top floor of Qingyan headquarters.
"Ruan Ruan, stay calm."
Song Shengsheng lowered her voice, her eyes darting around.
"We're going to meet the client with a dowry in tow..."
"Oh no, I mean meeting your future husband! I mean meeting your sugar daddy!"
Su Ruan glanced at her and shoved the heavy project proposal from her arms into her arms.
"Have some self-respect! Remember you're a gold medalist from the Central Academy of Fine Arts, not someone who's here to perform for money."
The words had barely left his mouth when the office door clicked open softly.
Jing Huai pulled open the heavy wooden door from the inside and gestured to the side.
"Assistant Su, Miss Song, President Yan is waiting."
Song Shengsheng jolted awake, straightened her back instantly, and followed Su Ruan, shuffling in with her hands and feet moving in unison.
The office is spacious, with cool gray and white tones, and huge floor-to-ceiling windows frame the city skyline as a flowing backdrop.
The air was filled with a crisp, woody scent, both calming and compelling.
Behind his desk, Yan Tingnan was signing a document with his eyes lowered.
Gold-rimmed glasses sat on his high nose bridge, and the cuffs of his white shirt were casually rolled up, revealing a string of sandalwood prayer beads on his wrist.
His thin lips were slightly pursed, his expression was blank, yet he exuded an aura of asceticism that looked down upon all living beings.
"President Yan, Song Shengsheng, the design director of SoftVoice, has arrived."
Su Ruan took half a step forward, her voice clear and bright.
After signing the document, Yan Tingnan put down his pen and looked up.
His gaze was deep and calm, sweeping over Song Shengsheng without any emotion.
Just one glance.
Song Shengsheng's mind went blank for a moment.
Su Ruan used to call this an old man?!
This guy must be a male bodhisattva descended to earth to undergo tribulation!
This is a walking, talking nuclear bomb of hormones!
Song Shengsheng quickly snapped out of her daze and forced a professional smile.
"Hello, Mr. Yan, I am Song Shengsheng."
Yan Tingnan nodded slightly as a greeting, then turned his gaze back to Su Ruan's face.
"Let's begin."
It is concise and to the point, with not a single superfluous word.
Song Shengsheng instantly switched to professional mode and deftly opened the design box.
The core design drafts of the "Moonlight Over the Vast Sea" series were laid out on the large desk.
On the deep blue velvet lining, several design sketches featuring top-quality sapphires as the main stones come into view.
The lines are fluid, the structure is bold, and the light and shadow on the paper seem to come alive.
"President Yan, the 'Moonlit Sea' series is inspired by the symbiosis of the deep sea and the lonely moon..."
She rattled off her design concepts in a professional and engaging manner.
After listening, Yan Tingnan's gaze swept over the several designs on the table.
"Design approved."
Yan Tingnan spoke calmly, his voice devoid of emotion.
"I need to see a physical sample before the process is finalized."
"Marketing plan?"
"The core design concept of 'the moon shining over the sea' is 'the balance of strength and gentleness,' which is highly consistent with Qingyan's theme of 'breaking out of the cocoon' this time."
Su Ruan promptly picked up the conversation, her voice steady and getting straight to the point.
"We specialize in high-end jewelry, precisely targeting the new generation of high-net-worth collectors and art enthusiasts, emphasizing..."
She has a meticulous logical approach, clearly defining the design concept, the challenges in the craft, and the target customer group.
"In conclusion, the 'Moonlight Over the Vast Sea' series has the potential to become a top-tier art derivative product, whether in terms of artistic value, craftsmanship, or its compatibility with the 'Breaking the Cocoon' exhibition style."
Su Ruan finished her presentation, the red dot of the laser pointer fixed on the last rendering, and she held her breath, awaiting the verdict.
Yan Tingnan quickly flipped through the outline.
After a moment, he closed the file and looked up at Su Ruan.
"The plan is acceptable."
He spoke, his voice low and steady.
Su Ruan and Song Shengsheng felt a slight sense of relief.
Yan Tingnan opened the drawer, took out a document that had been prepared in advance, and pushed it to the edge of the table.
Black and white text, a cold and hard title.
"Earnings Match Agreement"
"Sign it."
"Within three months, the sales volume of SoftVoice exhibits in the VIP preview area will be less than 30 million..."
He paused, his voice devoid of emotion.
"Qingyan's commission will be doubled, and its priority right will be voided."
You will personally cover the difference.
Thirty million!
Song Shengsheng gasped, her legs going weak.
For a startup brand's debut, this is simply astronomical!
Su Ruan's fingers, which were resting on the edge of the table, curled slightly.
That old fox! He forced her to go all in!
They won the bet, and SoftVoice soared to new heights.
If she loses the bet, she and her studio will be severely punished!
At that moment, Song Shengsheng had a sudden thought, and her mouth darted out before her brain could process it.
"Don't worry, Mr. Yan! If the difference can't be made up, Ruan Ruan can compensate with her body!"
After saying that, Song Shengsheng immediately covered her mouth.
I'm used to making light of things, and I suddenly forgot this was a formal occasion.
A deathly silence fell over the office.
Su Ruan: "..."
Su Ruan's ears burned, and she felt like strangling Song Shengsheng, but she forced a stiff and awkward smile onto her face.
"President Yan, she's gone crazy from staying up all night."
"Don't take this nonsense seriously."
"Oh."
Yan Tingnan let out a cold sneer.
He looked away and returned his gaze to the "betting agreement".
"The agreement, to sign or not?"
His voice was not loud, but it carried a strong sense of control, instantly bringing the topic back to the negotiating table.
Su Ruan completely suppressed her embarrassment, replaced by a fierce determination born from being pushed to the edge of a cliff.
She took a deep breath, suppressing all distracting thoughts, and met Yan Tingnan's scrutinizing gaze.
"sign."
One word, but it carries weight.
Isn't it just all-in?
She, Su Ruan, crawled out of the mud, and the thing she fears least is risking her life!
She picked up the Montblanc pen on the table, the one Yan Tingnan had just signed.
The pen was cool to the touch, its heavy weight making it feel like I was holding destiny in my hands.
Without hesitation, I neatly signed my name at the signature section for Party B.
"President Yan, we'll see in three months."
Yan Tingnan looked at her elegant signature on the agreement, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.
"good."
...
As soon as the elevator doors closed, Song Shengsheng grabbed Su Ruan's arm and shook it vigorously.
"Thirty million, my ancestors!"
"You signed it way too readily!"
"He looks like a male bodhisattva descended to earth, but the first thing he says is like a damn bill from the King of Hell!"
"Is this reasonable?!"
Su Ruan leaned against the wall of the sedan chair and let out a long breath.
"Reasonable."
"Qingyan's prestigious reputation is worth the price."
"It's only thirty million, not three hundred million. It's a good start."
Song Shengsheng beat his chest and stamped his feet in frustration, feeling utterly disappointed.
"If you ask me, you should listen to me and just pounce on him and do it!"
"Seduce is much more effective than persuade!"
"Although it doesn't sound good to repay someone with sex, if the object is Yan Tingnan, I think you've hit the jackpot."
"That face, that sex appeal, he's practically a walking heartbreaker!"
"If it were me, I'd focus on my career during the day and chase men at night."
"Transform directly into a werewolf, howl..."
Sleeping with him is the worst possible option.
Su Ruan's voice was calm, but carried a ruthless determination.
"Making money is the only truth."
"Three months, 30 million, SoftVoice must be an instant hit."
Su Ruan crossed her arms, stroked her chin, and pondered for a moment.
"However, I'd rather he go bankrupt."
Song Shengsheng: "..."
"Softie, your ambitions are bigger than thirty million."
The elevator dinged as it arrived at the basement level.
Su Ruan lifted her foot and walked out, lazily tossing out a sentence.
"That way, I can make him repay me with his body."
Song Shengsheng: "!!!"
"Ruanruan! You've finally figured it out!"
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