Marrying a powerful man: The third master is wild and untamable

"Sit down."

Shen Xiuwan brought the tea set from the kitchen and poured Fu Jincheng a cup of hot tea.

Because there was sufficient heating in the bungalow, she was only wearing a soft, loose sweater and slippers. She was so familiar with the bungalow that she seemed like the hostess here.

This realization made Fu Jincheng a little irritated.

He tapped the table with his fingers and remembered the reason for his visit today. He had to suppress his emotions and said seriously: "I came to see you this time because I have a business and I want to ask you whether you can do it."

Shen Xiuwan sat opposite him: "What business?"

"My classmate opened a department store in Yanjing and was interested in ordering a batch of high-quality cotton sweaters from the south. Yesterday, he sent a telegram asking me if I had any suitable factory recommendations. His person in charge will be arriving in the next two days. Shanghai. I think you happen to be in the cotton sweater business, so I wanted to ask you if you would like to take this order."

Shen Xiuwan asked carefully: "How many orders?"

"Thirty thousand pieces."

Thirty thousand pieces...

No more, no more, no more, she can still eat at the factory, but she may have to work overtime.

She said sincerely: "Jincheng, thank you. I thought you would have some grudges when Yuan Jing and I were together, but I didn't expect that you not only didn't care, but also took the initiative to introduce the business to me. When the business is concluded, Yuan Jing and I will definitely I’ll treat you to dinner at the Peace Hotel.”

Fu Jincheng raised his eyebrows.

What are Shen Xiuwan talking about? !

He introduced the business to her because he wanted to be nice to her, to make up for past mistakes, and to—

I want to pursue her again.

How come she has no grudge against her being with Yuan Jing?

He didn't know what to say for a moment. He hesitated for a long time and spoke several times, but in the end he couldn't openly tell Shen Xiuwan the feelings hidden in his heart.

It was he who forced her to divorce.

Now he wanted to look back, but he couldn't.

His heart was inexplicably burning, as if something was burning. The pain quietly spread throughout his body. It wasn't until his eyes fell on Shen Xiuwan's eyes that she no longer loved him that he suddenly realized that the pain was called regret.

He suppressed his trembling body, his face was as cold as a mountain, and he took a sip of tea in silence.

He thought, the days ahead are long.

After all, she and Yuan Jing are not married yet.

He always has a chance.

After Shen Xiuwan sent him away, she started thinking about the order.

Now she has to prepare for the embroidery of the World Expo and also take these 30,000 orders. Time is somewhat tight. It would be great if she could cooperate with other factories.

After all, she has been running the business for two years, and it’s not like she hasn’t made good business partners.

She immediately took out the phone book from her bag, called the textile factory owner with whom she had a good relationship, and asked him to spare space and time to cooperate with her to win this order.

After making the call, she cleaned the tea set and returned to the study on the second floor.

Yuan Jing was very accomplished in traditional Chinese painting, and he could easily capture flowers, birds, fish, insects, and landscapes. She carefully looked through his paintings one by one and knew that every painting was beautiful when embroidered.

only……

It always seems like something is missing.

Until two days passed, she still had not decided what to embroider.

In a blink of an eye, the day came to discuss the order with the person in charge from Yanjing. She learned from Fu Jincheng that the person in charge was from Cantonese, so she made a special call to book a private room and table in Xinghua Building.

Xinghua Restaurant specializes in Cantonese and Cantonese cuisine and is quite famous in Shanghai. The boss specially asked Zhu Ruzhen, the second-ranked student in the late Qing Dynasty, to have a mahogany plaque inscribed at the door of the restaurant, which is quite impressive.

Shen Xiuwan came here early.

Fu Jincheng also came.

He pushed the door open and walked in. When he saw Shen Xiuwan sitting alone, he raised his eyebrows: "Where is the other person?"

Shen Xiuwan stood up and looked behind him: "It's not here yet." "What time did you make an appointment?"

"The appointment is at ten o'clock in the morning." Shen Xiuwan glanced at the watch on her wrist, her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, "Is he lost?"

The other party was already a full hour late.

Fu Jincheng leaned forward and poured himself a cup of tea with familiarity.

Shanghai is so prosperous and Xinghua Tower is so famous, you can just call a rickshaw to get here.

There is no reason to get lost.

He put one hand on the table and took a sip of tea expressionlessly.

After a pause, he said: "Let's go back."

Shen Xiuwan was surprised: "Go back?"

"He won't come." Fu Jincheng picked up her coat that was draped on the back of the chair, "Go back first."

At night, Adjutant Fang finally found out the whereabouts of the person in charge named Qian.

He said: "The man surnamed Qian arrived in Shanghai last night and was directly picked up by people from Nanfeng Factory. Today he spent a day shopping in Shanghai and is drinking at Paramount with the young master of Nanfeng Factory."

Shen Xiuwan had an epiphany: "Nanfeng Factory also wants to take this order?"

After all, although this order is not big, it is an important step for North-South cooperation in cotton sweaters. If it is done well, other department stores and shopping malls in the north will also choose to place orders southward, and profits will trickle down in the future.

"Isn't that right?" Adjutant Fang said angrily, "I asked around this afternoon. The man named Qian is an old classmate of the owner of Nanfeng Factory. With this kind of friendship, he would naturally prefer to cooperate with Nanfeng Factory. But this list clearly shows that It was Mr. Third who got it for you, and someone named Qian actually went past his boss and went to cooperate with someone else!"

Shen Xiuwan gritted her teeth.

She thought that with Jincheng's help, winning this order was a sure thing, so she called her partner a long time ago, and the other party had even started work!

did not expect……

Cheng Yaojin appears halfway!

She immediately picked up her bag: "I'll go find him!"

"This..." Adjutant Fang watched her running out like the wind and looked at Fu Jincheng hesitantly.

Fu Jincheng raised his legs to follow.

Paramount.

Because of brother Zhao Qiangsheng, Shen Xiuwan never had a good impression of this place.

She looked up at the brightly lit ballroom and stepped in bravely.

When he broke into the private room of Nanfeng Factory's Young Master and the person in charge named Qian, the other party was drinking and chatting. The air was filled with a strong smell of alcohol. There were seven or eight dancing girls accompanying them. There were documents spread out on the table. It was obvious that both parties Preparing to sign the contract.

The waiter hurriedly stopped Shen Xiuwan: "Miss, please don't break into other people's private rooms without permission -"

"Mr. Qian!" Shen Xiuwan ignored the obstruction, "You came all the way to the south and signed an order casually without shopping around. Is this appropriate?"

The crisp voice immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the private room.

Qian Liang, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, asked unhappily: "Who are you?"

"I am Shen Xiuwan who called you last night and asked you to go to Xinghualou for dinner today. You promised me you would come, but you broke your promise."

"Mei Wan?"

A surprised voice suddenly came from the table.

Shen Xiuwan looked over.

Sitting opposite Qian Liang, the young owner of Nanfeng Factory turned out to be Li Baochun, whom he had not seen for two years.

She looked at the man in a suit and tie, and couldn't help but wonder: "Brother Baochun?!"

She remembered that Li Baochun married a girl from his mother's natal family, so why did he become the young boss of Nanfeng Factory?

Fu Jincheng came one step behind.

He looked at the two people confronting each other in the private room, with a dark and unclear look in his eyes.

Brother Baochun?

She shouted really kindly.