When she pushed open the door, Fu Chen was sorting documents with his head down, his suit jacket draped over the back of his office chair, his shirt cuffs rolled up, revealing his wheat-colored arms.
"What did Xu Zhao come to see you for?"
Ning Nanxue walked to the desk, crossed her arms, and her tone was full of vigilance.
"What is his purpose?"
Fu Chen looked up, his fingers paused on the document for a second, and then continued to flip through it.
"This has nothing to do with you, Mr. Ning." His voice was cold and distant, as if he was talking to a stranger. "Please focus on your own work."
Ning Nanxue stood in place, her back suddenly straightened.
Fu Chen's tone was as cold as iron, and the hostility and contempt flashing in his eyes were almost tangible.
This was completely different from the way he seemed to be hesitant to speak a few days ago.
"In that case, I won't bother Mr. Fu anymore." She turned around, her high heels tapping out a crisp rhythm on the floor, each step carrying silent alertness.
The corridor was quiet and deserted, and Ning Nanxue walked quickly towards the elevator.
Returning to the office, she immediately locked the door, pulled out her cell phone, and dialed Jiang Tingchen's number. The moment the call was connected, the anxiety she had suppressed all morning poured out.
"Fu Chen is completely different now. He looks at me as if I were his worst enemy." She spoke very quickly, her voice very low. "Xu Zhao was here today. He must have persuaded Fu Chen to do something. We must act faster, otherwise we will be in a passive position."
"I'll be right there." Jiang Tingchen responded crisply. In the background, there was the sound of someone hurriedly getting up. "Stay in the office. Don't act alone."
Twenty minutes later, Jiang Tingchen pushed open the door of her office.
He was wearing a dark blue suit jacket, his tie was slightly loose, and his hair was a little messy. It was obvious that he had come in a hurry.
"Have you felt threatened?" He quickly stepped forward and gently grasped Ning Nanxue's shoulders with both hands, his movements gentle but firm. "What did Xu Zhao say to you?"
Ning Nanxue shook her head, her long hair brushing against her neck, and she turned and walked towards the window.
"We passed each other at the elevator entrance, and he just said, 'The best is yet to come.'" She took a deep breath, tapping her fingertips on the window frame. "But judging from Fu Chen's reaction, they must have reached some kind of deal."
"Xu Zhao is more dangerous than we thought." Jiang Tingchen walked up to her, his presence so close, and the faint scent of sandalwood on his body eased her tense nerves. "The connections and resources he has accumulated in Switzerland cannot be underestimated. Huayun Group's intelligence network in Europe has reported that he has been in frequent contact with many international financial institutions recently."
Ning Nanxue turned to face Jiang Tingchen and said seriously, "We need more powerful bargaining chips, otherwise it will be difficult to compete with them."
Jiang Tingchen raised the corners of his lips slightly, took out a folder with a gold-stamped edge from his briefcase, and handed it to Ning Nanxue: "Perhaps, this information can help."
Ning Nanxue's fingers trembled slightly as she took the folder with gold edges.
When she opened the homepage, her pupils suddenly contracted - the four gold-plated characters "Green Light Technology" came into view, followed by the invitation letter for the bidding meeting.
This international new energy giant holds a pivotal position in the industry. Cooperating with them will inject new vitality into Fu's and may even completely change the company's destiny.
"This is..." Her voice trembled slightly with excitement, and her fingertips gently stroked the exquisite gold-plated logo.
Jiang Tingchen leaned against the window, the sunlight cast a warm halo on his profile, outlining his tall and straight figure.
"The European branch of Huayun Group has some strategic cooperation with them. I just asked Mr. Li for help and went along with it."
Ning Nanxue looked up from the documents, her eyes sparkling with surprise and gratitude. "Tingchen, how come you always manage to surprise me when I need it most?"
"Because seeing you trapped in the quagmire, it hurts me." Jiang Tingchen's tone was low and gentle, as if he was telling a secret that only they understood. "For you, everything is worth it."
These words were like a key that opened the locked door in Ning Nanxue's heart.
She couldn't help but take a few steps forward, stand on tiptoe, put her hands on his shoulders, and gently kissed him on the cheek.
"Thank you, Tingchen." Her breath brushed across his face, carrying a faint scent of roses.
Jiang Tingchen was stunned at first, then he put his arms around her slender waist, gently picked her up, and walked around the office.
In the corridor, Secretary Chen was about to knock on the door to report his work, and happened to witness this heartwarming scene through the half-open door.
He retreated quietly, a knowing smile on his lips, and left quietly.
As one of Ning Nanxue's few allies in the Fu Group, he was secretly relieved that she had found someone to rely on.
Ning Nanxue pulled herself away from the sweetness of that moment and quickly returned to work.
She mobilized her elite team to work overnight, filling the whiteboard in the conference room with ideas and plans.
Coffee cups piled up on the corner of the table as everyone worked over and over again on the bidding document until the first draft was completed at three in the morning.
“Combining our new material technology with Greenlight’s energy system will at least triple the market potential.”
Ning Nanxue pointed a laser pen at the data curve on the projection screen. Her voice was a little hoarse from continuous work, but still full of power.
The next day, Ning Nanxue personally called Louis, the CEO of Greenlight Technology.
The French accent on the other end of the line revealed caution and curiosity: "Ms. Ning, your proposal is quite bold, but we need more guarantees."
Ning Nanxue gripped the pen tightly in her hand, and the tip of the pen left deep marks on the paper.
"Mr. Louis, perhaps face-to-face communication can better demonstrate our sincerity and strength. If it is convenient, I hope to go to Paris in person to present the specific plan to you."
The French male voice on the other end of the phone chuckled softly: "You are very welcome. I look forward to having lunch with you under the Eiffel Tower. I look forward to seeing you."
After the call ended, Ning Nanxue put the phone on the table, took a long breath, and relaxed her shoulders slightly.
If this cooperation is successful, it will be the last straw that breaks the camel's back for Xu Zhao and Fu Chen.
At the same time, in the most upscale Van Cleef & Arpels counter in the city center, diamonds illuminated by crystal chandeliers sparkled with dazzling light.
Fu Chen looked at Xu Zhiru's slender fingers tenderly, on which she wore an eight-carat diamond ring.
"This diamond is impeccably cut and will suit you perfectly."
Fu Chen spoke calmly, a long-lost gentle smile on his face. Xu Zhiru drooped her eyelashes in panic, her heart beating like a drum.
She never thought that Fu Chen's attitude towards her would suddenly change, and he would even take the initiative to bring her to choose a ring.
"Ah Chen, this happened so suddenly." Xu Zhiru's voice trembled slightly, as if she was trying hard to suppress her inner ecstasy, "Why did you suddenly..."
Fu Chen gently held her hand and stroked the sparkling diamond ring with his fingertips.
"Maybe we should start over and not let past mistakes continue to affect our future."
A hint of doubt flashed across Xu Zhiru's eyes, but was then replaced by joy.
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