Chapter 126 The Best Choice
impossible!
Shi Yin obviously married a poor boy who was not presentable.
How could it be Han Er?
But he was wearing the wedding ring that Shi Yin had ordered at the jewelry store last time, and he even said in person that he was Shi Yin's husband. It seemed like God was joking, but Song Sinian couldn't laugh.
At this moment, Song Sinian couldn't help but think of the time when Qinghe ran to the company and said to him in front of him:
"Shi Yin will never choose you again."
"She married a man whose family background and status were far superior to yours."
He had originally thought that being part of the Song family, one of the eight great families, was his greatest advantage, enough to outwit Shi Yin's secret husband and make her regret breaking off the engagement. Now that he knew she was marrying Han Zhan, the second young master of the Han family, the head of the eight great families, he had lost all his leverage, not even a single chance of winning.
Song Sinian would not admit defeat. He raised his eyes, looked at the person in front of him, and pretended to be calm: "Besides your identity as the young master of the Han family, what else can you do? You have no career, and you have no reputation. Shi Yin is angry with me, angry about the incident between me and Shi Qinghe, so she chose you without being picky!"
Han Zhan smiled and told him, "When it comes to reputation, you're still the better one. After all, there are many wealthy and powerful young men in the circle, but you're the first one to openly perform an uncensored, high-definition affair in front of so many guests at a wedding."
"How confident do you have to be to still think she broke off the engagement and married someone else out of jealousy of Shi Qinghe? If the Song family's glory is a layer of chocolate, then you are the shit wrapped in chocolate."
"The chocolate was wrapped so tightly that it blinded her. But one day, she saw a shameless dog trying to eat the chocolate, and suddenly she realized that what she had been holding in her hands all these years was a pile of shit that was so polluting that it was even considered bad enough to be used as fuel."
"Han Zhan, how dare you——"
"God is blind too." Han Zhan interrupted him, gazing at him coldly. "I gave that piece of shit the first chance to appear, and I got to enjoy her wholehearted kindness. I have one thing to thank you for. You played this winning hand given to you by God so badly. If not, how could I have gotten to the top and caught her eye?"
"I've always been generous and I always repay favors. If you're hungry in the future, I can give you a job cleaning toilets. If you don't want to live anymore, I can go to the funeral home and buy the best crematorium."
Song Sinian was so angry that his heart ached.
He clutched his shirt tightly at his chest, his other hand bracing against the wall, trying to steady himself. His eyes were red as he tried to say something, but Han Zhan didn't give him a chance. He easily grabbed his arm and pulled out his phone.
“What are you doing!”
"Save the number."
Han Zhan glanced at him, saved his phone number in his contacts, and pinned it to the top. "Next time you have something to say, just come to me. I'm easier to talk to than my wife. At least I won't curse you and your ancestors at the same time like she does."
"you--"
"Next time you point fingers in front of my wife, I'll chop off your hands." Han Zhan threw his phone back into his chest pocket. Looking at his face, which had turned pale due to the pain in his heart, he shrugged and raised his eyebrows. "My wife is really something. She found me such a weak rival in love. There's no point in winning."
Song Sinian was already furious.
As soon as these words came out.
He was so angry that his limbs began to weaken, and his dizzy brain affected his vision. The moment he had some strength left, he staggered forward and grabbed the arm of the manager who was walking towards him quickly: "Call the police... I want to call the police..."
Song Sinian's eyes turned white and he fainted.
As the manager supported him, he looked up at the man a few steps away who was dusting off his clothes. He bowed respectfully and said, "Mr. Han, the President has arrived. Please go to the box to watch the play with us."
"Get rid of him." Han Zhan ordered.
"I will."
The manager responded.
After watching the distinguished guest walk away, he raised his hand to call two waiters and threw the dying thing in his hand to them: "Send him to the hospital. Inform everyone that the Song family has no manners. From now on, no invitations from the Presidential Palace will be sent to the Song family."
…
At that time.
Conference hall.
The first act of the play Romeo and Juliet has begun.
Meng Xi wiped the seat Song Sinian had previously occupied, cleaned it, and then sat down. She glanced in a certain direction, approached Shi Yin, and whispered, "Second Miss, Shi Tianhong has left. Did he learn of Shine Group President Si En's location and rush over to meet him to discuss the contract?"
Not only did Shi Tianhong stand up, but Han Zheng, who had just arrived, and the heads of more than ten other listed companies also headed towards the backstage boxes. Judging by the commotion, it was probably the CEO's arrival.
Shi Yin also left the table.
Walk behind the crowd.
There was a banquet hall outside the private box. Everyone took their seats one after another and the waiters served tea.
Each company submitted a plan. When it came to Shi's, Shi Tianhong's people first blocked Shi Yin and Meng Xi, and asked Shi Tianhong to step forward and hand over the project booklet.
Shi Tianhong smiled kindly and cordially: "This is our Shi's plan. I am one of the main persons in charge of the project. If Mr. Si En needs any explanation after reviewing it, please feel free to call me."
Assistant Yan (Sen's special assistant) nodded.
He took the project book and entered the box.
The door closed again, and Shi Tianhong returned to the meeting room with a smile. Passing by Shi Yin, she was calm, but the dog beside her was very fierce. It glared at him several times and said to him, "Shameless!"
Shi Tianhong snorted coldly.
As long as we can win.
What does face matter?
Seeing him smugly return to his chair and sit down, Meng Xi was so angry that he wanted to spit fire. At this moment, there was a rustling sound at the entrance of the conference hall. Seeing the person coming, everyone stood up and greeted him.
"Boss Han is here."
"It seems that Han's really values this cooperation. President Han personally led the team to discuss it."
"Now that Han is here, what's the matter with our company?"
"Yes, we are just running together."
"Even if you think with your toes, you know that Shine Group will give priority to Han."
Hearing this, Meng Xi pursed his lips.
I feel unhappy.
She had personally watched the Second Young Lady work through the night to create this project, meticulously revising it to achieve the most perfect version possible. However, what these people said was also true. Han's was a recognized leading enterprise in the capital, and other companies were far behind.
As the president, Han Zheng is very capable.
A few years ago, he topped the domestic Forbes rankings with one of his projects.
Just as he was thinking about this, Han Zheng and his men from the Han family came over. Under Meng Xi's stunned gaze, the man walked over to Shi Yin and sat down on a chair next to her. "I saw Shi's planning this project, so I guessed you'd come, Xiaoyin. The competition tonight was fierce, so it doesn't matter if the project didn't go through. You're still very young, and getting into the Royal Theatre puts you far ahead of your peers."
Shi Yin was silent.
Just smiled politely.
Meng Xi, who was sitting in the back, frowned and glanced at Han Zheng as he spoke. It was fine for others to praise him, but when he said it himself, there was an invisible sense of superiority that made people uncomfortable.
Glancing at Shi Tianhong over there, Han Zheng said, "Xiaoyin, did you have a fight with your father?"
"They have been enemies for a long time." Meng Xi spoke first.
"So what about you guys tonight?"
Meng Xi felt that he was talking in a roundabout way, not at all smooth, and was a little annoyed. "Shi Tianhong stole the Second Miss's plan and submitted the project proposal under someone else's name. If Mr. Si En chooses this plan, how can he take 30% of this achievement that originally belonged to the Second Miss!"
"You worry too much." Han Zheng said.
"Mr. Han, what do you mean?" Meng Xi asked.
"Han's project proposal was meticulous and detailed, and the subsequent investment was the highest in the industry. They are the perfect choice for Shine Group to cooperate with."
Meng Xi was speechless.
He wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, Shi Yin, who was sitting on the sandalwood chair in front of him, said first: "Brother, I think the plan I made will be better than yours."
Han Zheng was amused by her.
He looked at her like an adult looking at a child. To be more precise, he didn't take Shi Yin seriously and didn't think she would be his competitor.
However, she is courageous.
It is commendable that such a young girl dares to speak so boldly.
"Xiaoyin, this is your first time making a business plan. I understand your fearlessness. However, reality is cruel. Don't be discouraged that Han Corporation got this cooperation project tonight. If you have any questions about your work in the future and A Zhan can't help you, you can come and ask me."
Just then.
The door of the box opened from the inside.
Assistant Yan came out with a blue-covered file folder. Everyone in the room immediately looked over him as he announced, "Mr. Wang and the dozen or so shareholders of the online company have reviewed all your proposals and have finally decided on this one: the Shi Group's embroidery culture cooperation project."
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