Zhong Qingya looked arrogant and slightly twisted her body, which made the rope tighten even more.
Fang Yu pretended not to see it, "Believe it or not, it's up to you."
In negotiations, the most important thing is to maintain a stable mindset. In terms of understanding and manipulating people's hearts, Zhong Qingya is far less skilled than Fang Yu.
"Ha, please get this straight, you're the one begging me to do you a favor, what kind of attitude is this? Do you really think I'd look favorably on just any Tom, Dick, or Harry?"
Zhong Qingya's anger flared up instantly.
She didn't really believe Fang Yu.
No wonder he worked for Song Nuan; even when he betrayed her, he still had that annoying face.
Fang Yu was too lazy to argue with her about nothing.
She got up and walked outside.
Seeing this, Zhong Qingya became a little anxious. She hadn't expected her to actually leave, so she hurriedly called out to her, "Stop!"
Fang Yu turned around, "Miss Zhong, is there something you need?"
She put her hands in her pockets, her voice rising slightly at the end, calm and unhurried.
Fang Yu remained calm, but Zhong Qingya did.
Nervously licking her lips, Zhong Qingya forced a strong composure. "I can give you a chance. You just said so much, you must have thought of a way to deal with Song Nuan, right?"
Fang Yu did not deny it.
"Let me go first. How can you negotiate with people like that?"
Fang Yu gave a forced smile. "Miss Zhong, I think you may not have understood what I mean. My promise to help you bring down the Song family does not mean that I am on your side."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Qingya's expression froze.
She wasn't stupid. Although Fang Yu could easily provoke her anger, she hadn't failed to notice that many of his words were contradictory.
The reason she didn't confront Fang Yu directly, and went along with what Fang Yu said, was because Zhong Qingya didn't believe Fang Yu at all.
But not believing it yourself is one thing.
Fang Yu's blunt statement is a different matter altogether.
Zhong Qingya hates it when people talk to her in a condescending manner.
She sneered dismissively, bluntly exposing Fang Yu's accusation, "You're already planning to ruin Song Nuan's reputation, why are you still pretending to be a good person?"
Fang Yu stared at her for a few seconds.
"All I want is Song Nuan. I don't care what happens to the Song family. There are conditions to helping you bring down the Song family: Miss Zhong must not cause any more trouble for Song Nuan in the future."
Zhong Qingya rolled her eyes.
"roll!"
She just said it casually, but she didn't expect Fang Yu to actually walk away without looking back.
Xu Yiran stood guard outside the door. "How is it?"
"There's not much of a chance. Let's go back first. Maybe we can get in touch with Song Nuan later."
That's what they said, but both of them knew very well that Song Nuan's disappearance was most likely related to Zhong Qingya. If she didn't give a clear answer, they wouldn't be able to see Song Nuan.
I won't see him until at least the end of Li Jingchen's wedding.
On the way back, Xu Yiran couldn't help but ask, "Speaking of which, if we just leave Zhong Qingya there, won't she be in trouble?"
"The staff will find her."
Aren't you afraid she'll retaliate against us?
Fang Yu couldn't help but glance at her out of the corner of her eye. Shouldn't she be the one asking this question? "Why didn't you think of that when you were attacking her? Even if it was revenge, it was against you. I didn't lay a hand on her."
Xu Yiran was speechless after being rebuked by these words.
"never mind."
She muttered something to herself, then tilted her head and leaned against the car window.
The next day, Song Nuan woke up very early.
Actually, she didn't sleep much that night. The sofa was small and the environment was unfamiliar, so she couldn't sleep comfortably.
It seemed like someone had cleaned the room; the trash can was emptied, and the things she had thrown on the floor yesterday were tidied up. More importantly, there was breakfast on the table.
It smelled delicious, and she was actually quite hungry.
Song Nuan rubbed her temples, quickly washed up, turned on the TV, and ate while watching.
A knock suddenly sounded on the door.
Song Nuan glanced back, but didn't move, continuing to watch TV. A moment later, the bodyguard opened the door, carrying a bag of clothes. "A man asked me to give this to you."
He left after saying that.
The bag contained two sets of clothes for changing, and a note with flowing, elegant handwriting.
'Take good care of yourself. '
Five simple words, no name left, but Song Nuan knew who it was.
My feelings at this moment are indescribably complicated.
She pursed her lips, struggling with what to do with the note. Should she throw it away? Or put it away? Neither seemed quite right.
At that moment, the television switched to the news channel.
"It is understood that Song Group has reached a cooperation agreement with Yuanzheng Energy. Yuanzheng Energy stated that its chip research and development for the next five years will be exclusively supplied to Song Group."
Song Nuan's eyes widened.
What did she just hear?
She remembered that Yuanzheng Energy was a company that specialized in electronic components. She had worked with Yuanzheng Energy before when she was in charge of a project at Qin's. The products were neither good nor bad, but the prices kept rising.
After collaborating with them once, Song Nuan never chose their company again.
Why would they suddenly collaborate with the Song family?
Moreover, when did a company that has always made electronic components start doing chip research and development?
Where did the research team come from?
A series of questions came rushing in, but unfortunately it was a last-minute interruption and the TV didn't have a replay function, so Song Nuan could only worry anxiously.
Fang Yu couldn't possibly have missed such an obvious flaw. Since all projects had to go through Fang Yu's hands, either Fang Yu has a problem, or something has happened to her.
Song Nuan didn't want to see either possibility.
I've lost my appetite.
After pacing back and forth in the living room a few times, Song Nuan looked towards the door, clenched her fist and pounded it twice, "Call Zhong Qingya over!"
No one answered.
Song Nuan knew that the bodyguards were always at the door, although she didn't know whether they were Zhong Qingya's or Zhong Guan's bodyguards.
We have no choice but to take a gamble.
"Tell her I can agree to her demands and ask her to let me out immediately!"
The bodyguard remained silent, took out his phone to inform Zhong Qingya, but before he could dial the number, he came out of the elevator and walked towards the room.
The bodyguard put away his phone. "Miss, she says she agrees to your request and wants to see you."
Zhong Qingya nodded expressionlessly.
She was rescued by staff at 3 a.m. last night, went home and slept for a night. As soon as she woke up, she went straight to the hotel, determined to teach Song Nuan a lesson.
The wounds from Xu Yiran hitting her last night are still throbbing.
Zhong Qingya suddenly pushed the door open. Song Nuan couldn't dodge in time and was knocked back two steps by the door, her forehead turning red.
Ignoring her minor injury, she spoke quickly, "What did you do to the Song family?"
Zhong Qingya frowned, wondering what she was asking.
Catching her micro-expressions, Song Nuan knew what was going on and asked again, "Did you force Fang Yu?"
Zhong Qingya couldn't help but laugh when Fang Yu was mentioned.
"Do you think I'm so idle that I'd waste my time and energy dealing with a small manager in a small company? She, on the other hand, is quite interesting."
"What do you mean?"
Sitting down on the sofa, Zhong Qingya leaned back lazily, looking up at her. "She came to me on her own initiative, offering to help me destroy the Song Group, tsk tsk tsk—"
Zhong Qingya shook her head as she spoke.
His gaze was meaningful, but more so it was mocking.
"impossible!"
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