After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

Seeing this, Chairman Chen naturally wouldn't neglect them. He turned around and poured drinks into both of their cups in turn.

The two section chiefs quickly picked up their cups with both hands to accept the drink, leaning slightly forward, their attitude much more solemn than when they were drinking Feitian earlier.

"Thank you, Chairman Chen. I'm truly honored to have met you today, thanks to President Wang. It's been an eye-opening experience." Director Liu looked at the wine in his glass, beaming from ear to ear.

The half-pound wine jug was divided among the four people, and the bottom of the jug was completely empty.

Chairman Chen put down the empty wine jug and returned to his seat as the host.

The atmosphere in the private room underwent a fundamental change at that moment.

The previous formalities, polite exchanges, and tentative probing during business interactions seemed to have evaporated completely, as if the warm aroma of the alcohol had evaporated it. In its place was a sense of relaxation.

President Wang picked up a hot towel from the table and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and neck.

He felt a warm glow in his stomach, which also eased the fatigue that had been weighing on his shoulders for years. When the body feels comfortable, the appetite naturally returns.

He picked up his chopsticks and took a piece of steamed grouper from the turntable.

"Come on, everyone, start eating. Old Chen prepared such a good meal, but we've been so busy drinking that the food is almost cold," said Manager Wang.

The few people who had barely touched their food because they were preoccupied with other things were now feeling a bit hungry.

Director Liu picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth, saying with a sigh, "This wine is really good for you. Usually, after drinking strong liquor, my stomach would churn, but this sip of aged wine has filled me up, and now everything tastes delicious."

"Things brewed from pure grains won't harm the foundation." After finishing the fish, President Wang put down his chopsticks, picked up the tea beside him, and rinsed his mouth.

"Old Chen," President Wang said calmly.

Upon hearing this address, Chairman Chen straightened his back slightly, and his hands, which were resting on his knees, unconsciously clenched.

He didn't dare to respond casually, but listened attentively. He knew that the crux of tonight's dinner party, the moment that would determine life or death, had finally arrived.

"I actually reviewed the materials for your Shengshi Real Estate's new project in the south of the city very carefully this afternoon during the branch meeting," said President Wang, placing his hands on the table.

"In the current environment, the authorities are cracking down hard on the financial leverage of real estate companies, and it is common for them to restrict loans."

President Wang leaned slightly towards Chairman Chen, "Several members of the branch's review committee have differing opinions on your project."

Mr. Chen's heart jumped, and his throat went dry.

President Wang glanced at him and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the table.

"But no matter how the wind blows outside, in the end, doing business still depends on the fundamentals."

President Wang's gaze fell on the empty white porcelain wine pot in the middle of the table.

"Just like the pot of wine you, Old Chen, have brought out today. No matter how fancy the packaging or how famous the name, it's useless. The key is that the wine must be pure, it must stand the test of time, and it must make people feel at ease after drinking it."

"The bank manager is right," Chairman Chen quickly replied, his attitude appearing exceptionally sincere.

"We at Shengshi Real Estate have always been honest and upright in our project development, and we never engage in any false prosperity. As long as the funds are in place on time, we guarantee that the project in the south of the city will be completed ahead of schedule, with high quality and quantity."

"Hmm." President Wang nodded in satisfaction.

"Have your CFO come to my office at nine o'clock tomorrow morning with a detailed breakdown of the financial plan."

President Wang reached out and tapped the table twice heavily, making the final decision.

"If that development fund could be disbursed sooner, the project could get up and running sooner. It's the end of the year, and things aren't easy for anyone."

Upon hearing this, the huge weight that had been hanging over Chairman Chen's throat for half a month finally lifted.

For Shengshi Real Estate, which is currently facing challenges from all sides and is under tight cash flow, this amount is a lifeline.

Once this money arrived, the entire company was revitalized, and the year-end was secured without any problems.

"Thank you, President Wang! Shengshi Real Estate will never let down the provincial bank's trust!"

Suppressing his overwhelming joy, Chairman Chen abruptly stood up, picked up the teacup in front of him, and said, "I toast you with tea instead of wine!"

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.

"Alright, stop being so polite. Let's call it a day; it's getting late."

President Wang stood up and straightened the hem of his suit jacket.

Although he had drunk quite a bit tonight, when he stood up, his eyes were still clear and his steps were steady, without any of the swaying and dizziness he usually experienced after a hangover.

"Old Chen, today's meal was well arranged. Especially that last pot of wine, it really touched my heart."

President Wang walked to the door of the private room, looked back at the empty white porcelain teapot on the table, and looked at Chairman Chen with a half-joking expression.

"Next time you come to the provincial capital to report to me, don't mention anything about flying to the heavens. Just bring two jugs of this old original brew; that's better than anything else."

"Don't worry, next time I go to the provincial capital, I will definitely bring you the original." Chairman Chen readily agreed and personally walked ahead to push open the door to the private room.

The group left the private room and took the elevator down to the underground parking garage.

Chairman Chen personally opened the car door and escorted President Wang and the two department heads into the Coaster van sent by the provincial bank.

Watching the taillights of the van disappear down the ramp at the garage exit, Chairman Chen stood in the cold wind and let out a long sigh.

It was only at this moment that he felt his legs were slightly weak.

Assistant Wu stood to the side, holding the empty white porcelain wine pot in his hand, not daring to breathe too loudly.

Chairman Chen turned around and his gaze fell on Assistant Wu.

He walked over, reached for the empty wine jug, and glanced at it in the dim garage light.

"Xiao Wu." Chairman Chen's voice rang out in the quiet garage, carrying a serious tone.

"You made a huge blunder today. I told you to bring the Flying Fairy wine, and you dared to take it upon yourself to bring up a jug of cheap liquor. If it weren't for the incredibly strong base of Boss Lin's liquor, we'd both be starving on the streets tomorrow."

Assistant Wu's legs went weak, and he lowered his head, saying, "Chairman Chen, I was wrong. Old Li went back to get the wine, and there wasn't enough time. I had no choice but to bite the bullet..."

"Alright," Chairman Chen interrupted him, his tone softening.

"But you stumbled upon a stroke of luck today, kid. You've got guts; you saved the day with this bottle of wine. The loan has been approved, so the good and bad are even. Don't let it happen again."

Assistant Wu, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, nodded repeatedly, his voice trembling, "Thank you, Chairman Chen. I will never make such a basic mistake again."

Just then, a rapid tire screech came from the garage entrance.