To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

Song Yuanshan's tone carried a hint of longing that he himself was unaware of, "You, tell me in more detail."

Jiang Jinhuan, unsuspecting, said calmly, "The price range of lithium carbonate determines the project's profit margin..."

"...Looking at the marginal cost curve of global lithium mines, the top 10% of production capacity with the highest costs determines the lower limit of the price."

"Many people overlook one point about the pace of production ramp-up: ... it takes at least six to nine months from trial production to full production."

During this period, insufficient dilution of fixed costs will significantly lower gross margins. If the financial model uses linear assumptions, it will overestimate profits for the first two years.

"Third, the risk premium of technological iteration. ... This risk should be reflected in the discount rate, with at least a two-point risk premium added."

Jiang Jinhuan spoke fluently, as these questions were not difficult for him.

Song Yuanshan's fingers tapped excitedly on the table.

This is an expression of his intense emotions.

At this moment, Song Yuanshan's gaze towards Jiang Jinhuan completely changed.

It's not just politeness, not just appreciation, but something much more complex.

It's like looking at a piece of uncut jade.

No, this is a perfect piece of jade.

Jiang Zhe's expression was beyond just ugly.

His hands were trembling slightly, and the water in the teacup was about to spill.

He kept telling himself it was impossible, but the facts were right in front of him.

The things Jiang Jin Huan said cannot be memorized by simply reciting answers.

Because he had memorized the standard answer given by Song Yuanshan in his previous life, he knew what the standard answer looked like.

What Jiang Jin Huan said was far more profound than the standard answer, even to him, an outsider.

Jiang Guodong looked at his youngest son with suspicion and uncertainty. Was this really his son?

But how could that be? He's the chairman; he can naturally tell whether the answer is good or bad.

But he dared not and did not want to believe that his youngest son, whom he had never paid attention to, could answer such a question.

Song Qingci suddenly spoke up, a hint of amusement in her voice: "Dad, didn't you say you had three questions?"

Song Yuanshan glanced at his daughter, a rare look of helplessness on his face.

He had prepared three questions.

But he doesn't want to ask anymore.

It wasn't because Jiang Jin Huan answered poorly; quite the opposite, it was because he answered exceptionally well.

He felt so good that if he asked any more questions, he would be deliberately making things difficult for the young man.

But Jiang Zhe didn't think so.

He took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Uncle Song, why don't you ask the third question?"

I'd like to see if Jin Huan really understands, or if... he just happened to have seen some materials.

That's a clever way of putting it.

This gave Song Yuanshan a way out, but also put Jiang Jinhuan in a very difficult position.

If you can't answer the third question, it won't matter how well you answered the first two questions.

Song Yuanshan glanced at Jiang Zhe, his gaze carrying an indescribable meaning.

"I won't ask the third question."

Jiang Zhe was taken aback: "Why?"

Song Yuanshan said calmly, "The third question is about the tax structure design for cross-border mergers and acquisitions. With his knowledge, he should be able to answer it. I don't need to verify it for the sake of verification."

These words were like a slap in the face, landing silently on Jiang Zhe's cheek.

Song Yuanshan did not comment on whether Jiang Jinhuan's answer was correct or not.

But his attitude speaks for itself.

Jiang Zhe's hand tightened suddenly, and the water in the teacup finally spilled out, splashing onto his suit sleeve.

His face was terrifyingly contorted, and his gaze toward Jiang Jinhuan was filled with resentment and malice.

"Impossible, how could that be? He must be guessing. How could he know all this?"

Jiang Zhe was somewhat outspoken.

He seemed to have forgotten his identity. As a member of the Jiang family, he should be promoting this marriage alliance, but now he was blatantly obstructing it. He was even more questioning of Jiang Jinhuan, his own younger brother, than the Song family.

Jiang Jinhuan looked at Jiang Zhe, "Brother, these are basic questions in finance, not difficult!"

The room fell silent instantly.

Jiang Zhe's eyes were bloodshot with anger, and his breathing became rapid.

Not long ago, Song's mother had a good impression of Jiang Zhe, but seeing Jiang Zhe's appearance, all her goodwill disappeared.

Wearing a bespoke suit and designer clothes, he got everything he wanted, but he didn't expect the other party to be so narrow-minded and unable to see the bigger picture.

He completely disregarded the interests of the Jiang family and kept undermining them, only harming their own interests. This kind of person is simply a selfish and petty person.

Madam Song's gaze fell on Jiang Jinhuan again, and she nodded with satisfaction. "Madam Jiang, your son... is quite good. I think this marriage alliance is worth considering!"

Mr. Song nodded as well. He had no problem with Jiang Jin Huan, but he did have a problem with the Jiang family couple.

But now he has changed his mind. He wants a son-in-law who lives with him in his wife's family. As long as the person is capable, has good character, and is good-looking, nothing else seems to matter.

At least Jiang Jinhuan gave him a surprise; if it weren't for Jiang Zhe, he might have considered it.

However, compared to Jiang Zhe now, Jiang Jin Huan is clearly more outstanding.

In that case, agreeing to this marriage alliance wouldn't be unreasonable.

I wonder how Jiang Zhe would react if he knew what the Song family was thinking.

Upon hearing this, Jiang's father and mother showed surprise and delight.

Jiang's father said, "Great, that's wonderful!"

Jiang Jinhuan stood there the whole time, his back straight, his face showing neither pride nor grievance.

However, upon hearing that both sets of parents intended to finalize the marriage immediately, he frowned slightly.

This is definitely not what he wanted.

It's impossible for him to marry into the family, and Song Qingci has been very cold towards him ever since he entered the household.

This proves that the other party also doesn't think highly of him, so he's even less willing to agree to the marriage.

He thought Song Qingci would stop it, but she sat there calmly, as if the marriage had nothing to do with her, and showed no intention of stopping it.

He couldn't let things continue like this. His grandmother didn't like him becoming a live-in son-in-law, so he would rather never marry than become one.

His grandmother was criticized and gossiped about while she was alive, and he wouldn't let her die without peace; that would be the greatest act of filial impiety.

Jiang Jinhuan took a deep breath and spoke again: "Uncle Song, there's no rush. Time will tell. I think the three-month condition I just mentioned should continue."

Both sets of parents were somewhat taken aback upon hearing this.

The Song family parents were taken aback because shouldn't this be the outcome the other party had hoped for? Why would they make this request?

Jiang's parents were equally astonished; they couldn't understand why he would delay and make things more difficult for himself when he could have done it in one go.

Three months—so much can change in three months. Doesn't Jiang Jinhuan want to immediately curry favor with the Song family?

A look of astonishment also appeared in Song Qingci's cold eyes; she hadn't expected Jiang Jinhuan to make this choice.

Furthermore, she vaguely sensed that Jiang Jin Huan seemed somewhat resistant to this marriage alliance.

But how could that be?

She was the legitimate daughter of the Song family and the most beautiful woman in Jiangcheng. What man would refuse to marry her?

Song Qingci sat up straight, feeling as if the matter was slipping out of her control.

Does this guy look down on me? Song Qingci was a little annoyed.