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In early December 2004, the temperature in Shenzhen finally turned a bit cool. Lei Guoliang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the new headquarters office, holding the November financial report that Lu Chaoyang had just delivered.

Numbers are both cold and hot.

His gaze swept over the huge national map on the wall, where the small green flags represented stores and the red thumbtacks represented projects held in the area, all of which had been connected.

However, there are still large blank areas on the map, especially in Central China, Southwest China, and Northwest China.

Jiangcheng was merely the first stepping stone he cast into the heart of Central China. He would read Shen Mo's weekly briefings, but offered little comment.

He saw her initial setbacks, her adjustment of strategies, and her preparations to spend the New Year in another city.

That's good; a qualified general needs to go through these things.

His replies were always concise: "Okay," "Proceed as planned," or "Be aware of the risks."

He was more concerned with the overall rhythm. 2004 was coming to an end, and this year of frenzied expansion needed a thorough consolidation.

He pressed the intercom button: "Fan Yin, pass on the word that the group's annual strategy meeting will be held on January 10th."

All regional general managers and headquarters directors and above will participate. The location is in Shenzhen.

"Okay, Guoliang." Ji Fanyin's voice came through the phone, gentle and steady.

She has made great progress in the past few months, and has managed the headquarters administration and personnel in an orderly manner, becoming an indispensable back-office manager for him.

Just as I hung up the phone, it rang. It was Su Wanqing.

"Guoliang, are you busy?" Her voice was as cold as ever, but if you listened carefully, you could detect a hint of unusual fluctuation.

"explain."

"Two things. First, the long-term lease contracts for the Wulin No. 1 project in Hangzhou, which were ultimately signed with Hong Kong-funded enterprises."

The lease is for five years, with a 5% annual rent increase. The other party is very satisfied and has already paid the first year's rent.

She paused and then said, "The vice president in charge of the other party is a Ms. Chen, who is in her forties and appreciates our service model."

She privately asked me if I was interested in jointly acquiring a small plot of land in Hangzhou to develop high-end serviced apartments. She has a Hong Kong-funded fund behind her.

Lei Guoliang's eyes flickered slightly. Su Wanqing wasn't just giving a report; she was testing him, probing his interest in the upstream real estate development sector, and also showcasing the new resources and possibilities she had come across.

"In response to her, Anjia Tianxia is currently focused on asset operation and terminal services, but remains open to any high-quality cooperation."

"We can maintain contact and have in-depth discussions, but I won't make any promises, take the lead, or spend a lot of money," Lei Guoliang stated clearly.

The timing and the team are not yet ready for development.

"Understood." Su Wanqing replied, and after a two-second silence, she continued, "The second thing... I booked a flight back to Shenzhen the day after tomorrow."

Things are mostly settled in Hangzhou for the end of the year. I have some ideas for the year-end planning that I'd like to discuss with you in advance.

This wasn't purely official business. They wanted to return to Shenzhen ahead of schedule for a private chat. Lei Guoliang understood the underlying meaning.

"Yes. Contact me now." His tone remained unchanged.

"Okay. Then...see you in Shenzhen." Su Wanqing hung up the phone.

Almost as soon as the call ended, a text message came in from Shen Mo: "At the end of the year in Jiangcheng, everything has come to a standstill."

We plan to retain seven or eight core members to work through the year-end crisis, and dismiss the rest. Is this approved? Also, I've had some free time recently and caught a slight cold, but it's nothing serious, don't worry.

She had caught a cold again. Lei Guoliang could almost picture her at that moment in the Jiangcheng Hotel, wrapped in a blanket, her face pale, yet still stubborn.

She never showed weakness; being unharmed was the key point. She was telling him: I can handle it, don't worry, and don't underestimate me.

He replied, "Approved. Take care of yourself, things will work out better with time." After thinking for a moment, he added another message and sent it to Shen Mo: "There are old traditional Chinese medicine doctors in Jiangcheng, you can seek them out for treatment."

Three days later, Su Wanqing arrived in Shenzhen. She didn't go straight to headquarters, but instead returned to a small apartment she had bought in Shenzhen. She rarely stayed there, but had always kept it.

After washing up and getting dressed, I put on a cashmere dress that was softer than my business attire before driving to the company.

She went straight to Ji Fanyin's office without an appointment and knocked gently.

"President Su? Why are you back early?" Ji Fanyin was a little surprised and quickly stood up.

"The arrangements in Hangzhou are all set. I was thinking of coming back as soon as possible so I could help ease the burden of preparing for the annual meeting."

Su Wanqing smiled and placed a beautifully packaged Hangzhou pastry on Ji Fanyin's table: "I brought this for you. You've had a hard time these past few days."

"It's no trouble at all, Mr. Su, you're too kind." Ji Fanyin said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Is there anything I can help coordinate for the annual meeting preparations? I know the accommodations and transportation for people coming from East China."

Su Wanqing sat down on the sofa next to her naturally, in a relaxed posture, as if she were having a casual chat.

"Everything's almost arranged. President Lu is very meticulous," Ji Fanyin said, glancing at the schedule on her computer. "By the way, Brother Lei... President Lei is in his office this afternoon. Would you like to go there now?"

"No rush. You go ahead and get busy." Su Wanqing got up, but instead of leaving headquarters, she went to the common office area and chatted with a few colleagues from East China who were stationed at headquarters.

I also visited the website development department. In my capacity as the General Manager of the East China region, I inquired about the progress and asked a few professional questions.

The entire process was composed and natural, demonstrating her presence without appearing abrupt. She was reminding everyone, including Ji Fanyin, of her foundation and influence within the group.

She didn't knock on Lei Guoliang's office door until 3 p.m.

The report was thorough. The data from the East China region, the plans for next year, and the analysis of competitors were all presented clearly and logically. Lei Guoliang listened attentively, occasionally asking questions.

After the official business was finished, there seemed to be a moment of silence in the office.

"Guoliang," Su Wanqing suddenly changed her tone, her voice lowering, "Hangzhou winters are damp and cold, but this time when I came back, Shenzhen felt much more comfortable."

"Hmm." Lei Guoliang looked at her. She had lost some weight in the months since they last met, and a faint layer of fatigue covered the sharpness in her eyes, but when she looked at him, something clear was flashing in them.

"Last time in Hangzhou..." She didn't finish her sentence, but Lei Guoliang knew she was referring to the snowy night at West Lake, the night before he left Hangzhou.

"It's all in the past," Lei Guoliang said calmly.

Looking at his calm and expressionless face, Su Wanqing felt a mix of anticipation and a vague sense of grievance. She bit her lower lip, then suddenly stood up and walked to him.

"I can't get past this." She looked into his eyes, her voice soft yet stubborn: "Guoliang, I'm not Shen Mo, nor am I Ji Fanyin. I want more than just a position and bonuses."

Lei Guoliang leaned back in his chair and met her gaze. He remained silent, waiting for her to continue.

"What I want..." Su Wanqing took a breath, as if gathering her courage: "I want a place for me in your heart. A place different from theirs."

These words were practically a direct statement. Lei Guoliang remained silent for a few seconds. The air in the office seemed to freeze.

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door, and Ji Fanyin pushed it open and came in: "President Lei, President Han is on the phone, saying that in Tianjing..."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Su Wanqing standing in front of Lei Guoliang's desk, the distance and atmosphere between them almost frozen.

Ji Fanyin's voice stopped abruptly, her face flushed red, and she was caught in a dilemma.

Su Wanqing quickly took half a step back, instantly regaining her usual aloof expression, and nodded to Ji Fanyin: "Fanyin, I've finished talking with President Lei. You two talk."

After saying that, she picked up her documents, turned around and left, her back straight, but her ears were flushed with a barely perceptible blush.

Ji Fanyin stood frozen in the doorway, still holding the documents. Lei Guoliang rubbed his temples and said to her, "Come in. What's wrong, Han Mei?"

A silent, subtle emotional struggle was interrupted by an unexpected event. But some things have already been laid bare.

On the eve of the annual strategy meeting, Lei Guoliang hosted a dinner at his home in Nanshan for several core members who had arrived early.

Su Wanqing, Shen Mo, Han Mei, Lu Chaoyang, and Ji Fanyin sat around the round table. The dishes were exquisite, but the atmosphere was somewhat subtly awkward.