She returned to her office and instructed Fang Yu, "Today, you need to calculate the cost of building the temporary warehouse with the factory manager, issue the invoice, stamp it, and then send it to Lu Ziyang."
Fang Yu nodded and did as instructed.
Thanks to the factory manager's cooperation, Fang Yu was exceptionally efficient, and by the afternoon she had prepared all the materials. She left one copy in the office for Song Nuan and mailed the other to Lu Ziyang within the same city.
Song Nuan took the documents and went straight to the hospital.
After a few days apart, Qin Guangsheng's complexion was rosy, and his hair was thicker than before.
Upon seeing Song Nuan, Qin Guangsheng's joy was written all over his face. "Nuan Nuan, what brings you here to see me today?"
With a gentle smile on her face, Song Nuan put down the fruit basket and got straight to the point, "Uncle Qin, the project has run into some trouble, and the funding hasn't been approved. I was thinking of asking you for help."
"What happened?"
Song Nuan told him everything about the factory.
Of course, the section about suspecting Song Ningxue of arson and Qin Yuchuan of leaking the project was erased.
Qin Guangsheng sighed, "Yu Chuan is still young and inexperienced. He can't even approve funding for such an important matter. He really can't distinguish between what's important and what's urgent!"
Although it was a reprimand, the intention to protect the person was also very clear between the lines.
Having navigated the business world for many years, how could Qin Guangsheng not see that Qin Yuchuan's purpose was to deliberately make things difficult for him?
This was merely to save face for both of them.
Song Nuan knew perfectly well what was going on, but didn't expose it.
"Don't worry, Nuannuan, I will notify the finance department to transfer the money for building the temporary warehouse today."
"Thank you, Uncle Qin."
With Qin Guangsheng's intervention, the matter was quickly resolved.
Before it was time to leave work, the factory manager messaged Song Nuan to say that the payment had arrived and that the 100,000 yuan that Song Nuan had advanced had been returned to her account.
Song Nuan stayed to have dinner with Qin Guangsheng before leaving.
Meanwhile, in the office of Qin's vice president.
Assistant Zheng Siyuan knocked on the door. "Vice President, Miss Song is here to see you."
"Let her in."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Siyuan pushed open the door and stepped aside to make way for Song Ningxue.
Today, Song Ningxue wore a milky apricot-colored long dress, her long hair was curled and hung down in front of her, which made her look pure and fair. Her light white makeup made her look harmless.
A stack of documents was piled on Qin Yuchuan's desk. He glanced up at her and asked in a cool tone, "Why are you here?"
“I waited at home for you to come back, and I guessed that the company must be very busy. I was worried that you hadn’t eaten and were upset your stomach, so I asked the housekeeper to make some food and bring it to you.”
Remembering Zhou Min's instructions, Song Ningxue did not approach him, but sat down on the sofa in the reception area.
I watched him from afar.
"I'm not hungry, you eat." Qin Yuchuan said coldly.
"Brother Chuan, I can actually explain what happened at the warehouse... I didn't start that fire."
The man paused for a second as he was writing.
He signed his name, put down his pen, and looked up at her. "So what was Song Nuan talking about?"
Song Ningxue lowered her head, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers, looking very frightened. "The reason I knew the warehouse address was because I secretly looked at the project proposal."
As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Yuchuan's expression suddenly changed, and he stared at her with a gloomy look in his eyes.
Song Ningxue hurriedly explained, "I was forced! My dad forced me... He wanted to know the bottom price of the Qin family's deal with Berlin, as well as the Qin family's latest technology."
“He threatened me with the shares, and I had no choice but to obey him.”
As she spoke, Song Ningxue burst into tears, suppressing her sobs as she gasped, "To complete my task, I had no choice but to peek at the warehouse location."
She cried with great skill, and the angle she chose was exquisite.
The soft evening light fell on her face. From Qin Yuchuan's perspective, Song Ningxue was glowing all over, looking delicate and fragile, which easily aroused a man's affection.
But Qin Yuchuan remained utterly silent, unmoved.
He took off his glasses, stood up and came to her side, gently patting her hand. "Xue'er, I don't blame you."
Upon hearing this, Song Ningxue sobbed and looked up, her doe-like eyes brimming with tears. "Really? Brother Chuan, you're not angry that I peeked at the project information?"
Qin Yuchuan shook his head, pulled her into his arms, and asked softly, "Besides the warehouse location, what else did you tell Song Zhiren?"
Song Ningxue's fingers twisted nervously.
No, that's all.
Qin Yuchuan smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "Honey, I have a meeting tonight. I'll have the driver take you home first."
Song Ningxue didn't want to leave. The misunderstanding had just been cleared up, and Qin Yuchuan might feel guilty towards her. Now was a good opportunity to solidify her relationship with him.
Just as she was about to speak, Qin Yuchuan called his secretary to escort her away.
Song Ningxue gritted her teeth and left reluctantly.
Seeing her leave, Zheng Siyuan came over from the next office. "Vice President, the results of the warehouse surveillance inspection are in. It was caused by human error, and the data is lost and cannot be recovered."
As Qin Yuchuan had expected.
He ordered in a deep voice, "Go and investigate the Song family's recent movements."
"The Song family?" Zheng Siyuan was somewhat surprised, not understanding why Qin Yuchuan would suspect the Song family. "The Song family has been embroiled in internal strife recently, so it shouldn't be them."
Qin Yuchuan raised his eyes, his tone slightly raised, "Internal strife?"
“That’s right. In just half a month, Lu Lu acquired most of Song’s shares. Originally, Song Zhiren’s people sold the shares to him at a low price. Now Song Zhiren is in a hurry to deal with him.”
Qin Yuchuan narrowed his eyes slightly; this news surprised him.
Zheng Siyuan hesitated before speaking, "Vice President, I do think that Attorney Lu has quite a background..."
A shareholder who took advantage of the sharp drop in Song's stock price to make a large-scale acquisition could be said to have relied purely on luck. However, Song's is an old company with decades of history. Many shareholders have experienced the crisis of Song's but still did not sell their shares and leave. Yet Lu Ziyang took it over in just half a month.
Qin Yuchuan glanced at him sideways, "He has An Sze behind him. Dealing with the Song family is a piece of cake for him."
Moreover, it's not just Ansze.
It's likely that the bigger force behind Lu Ziyang's stirring up trouble in the Song family is Song Nuan.
*
After leaving the hospital, Song Nuan did not return to the Qin family villa, but went directly to Lu Ziyang's residential area.
Unexpectedly, Lu Ziyang wasn't home.
Instead, she ran into Lin Xuan downstairs in the apartment complex.
"Ah Xuan, what are you doing here?"
Upon seeing her, Lin Xuan also looked surprised. "The boss asked me to come back and get some things. Did you come to see the boss about something?"
Song Nuan looked at the things in his hands. They were all daily necessities and a change of clothes... Was Lu Ziyang going to stay out tonight?
Noticing her gaze, Lin Xuan explained, "The boss ran into some trouble at Song's and might not be able to come back tonight. He'll have to stay at a nearby hotel, so I'm sending him some changes of clothes."
It's the Song family again.
In the afternoon, Lu Ziyang said he was dealing with something at the Song family's company. What could be so troublesome that it hasn't been resolved yet?
Song Nuan was a little worried, but she decisively sat in the back seat and said, "I'll go with you."
The car sped away.
At 8 p.m., which is already after get off work hours, the lobby on the first floor of Song's was brightly lit, and many people were gathered inside and outside, all wearing Song's employee badges around their necks.
Everyone had a different expression: anger, regret, violence, and you could vaguely see the sinister calculation in some people's faces.
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