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The next morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, which weren't fully drawn, and pierced Jiang Ye's eyes.

Jiang Ye sat up in bed, rubbing his throbbing temples. He had drunk quite a bit of strong liquor last night, and the hangover made his head feel heavy and his mouth dry.

He went into the bathroom and splashed his face with cold water to clear his head completely.

After washing your face,

The so-called "new venue" he was thinking of was the "Cloud Top Town" large-scale cultural tourism project that Xia Yu was in charge of leading.

Genting Town is positioned as a high-end leisure and vacation destination. As a resort town, in addition to food, entertainment, and accommodation, a distinctive nightlife is also a very important aspect.

If we could bring Zhao Changjiang's independent music bar, which focuses on sentimentality and has a very stylish atmosphere, into the Genting Town.

On the one hand, Zhao Changjiang's band has mature performance experience and a loyal group of art fans. This can quickly enrich the town's nightlife and elevate the town's overall artistic and cultural image.

On the other hand, with the backing of Yunding Town and its abundant foot traffic, Zhao Changjiang can also solve his urgent problem of facing bankruptcy.

This is definitely a win-win, mutually beneficial idea.

It's been a while since I've checked on the progress of this project, and Kunlun Capital has invested quite a bit of money in it.

Having made up his mind, Jiang Ye didn't even have time for breakfast before he immediately got to work.

He didn't send Xia Yu a WeChat message or call her in advance. Instead, he went downstairs, got in his car, and sped off towards the Yunding Town project site on the outskirts of Hanzhou City.

He wanted to surprise Xia Yu and tell her his idea in person. He also wanted to see how she was doing. They hadn't seen each other since that rainy night.

. . . .

More than an hour later.

Jiang Ye drove his car into the construction area of ​​Yunding Town and stopped by the roadside.

However, the moment he pushed open the car door and stepped out, his brows immediately furrowed.

Something was clearly wrong with the surrounding situation.

It's clearly a little past nine in the morning, the perfect time for work. But the construction site of the second phase of the project, which should be bustling with activity, with machines roaring and workers moving about, is unusually quiet, even deathly still.

The towering cranes stood motionless in mid-air, and several large excavators sat quietly in a corner like scrap metal. Not a single worker wearing a yellow hard hat could be seen on the entire construction site; only the autumn wind whipped up sand and dust that swirled in the air.

Jiang Ye's ominous premonition grew stronger and stronger.

He strode towards the temporary investment promotion center building erected in front of the town.

Pushing open the door, he found the lobby deserted. The sales staff, usually in uniforms and busy greeting customers, were nowhere to be seen. Only the few receptionists sat at their desks, listlessly scrolling through their phones; no one even looked up to greet Jiang Ye as he entered.

This is definitely not the working condition a key project should be in, as it is not functioning normally.

Jiang Ye didn't question the receptionist. Relying on his memory, he went straight to the general manager's office at the far end of the corridor, which belonged to Xia Yu.

Upon reaching the door, Jiang Ye didn't even knock; he simply pushed the door open.

Hearing the door open, the person behind the desk didn't look up, their voice filled with frustration and exhaustion: "Didn't I tell you, give me three more days to collect the payment? I'll figure something out..."

However, when she realized that the person who came in didn't respond, she looked up in surprise.

When Xia Yu recognized Jiang Ye standing at the door, she froze instantly.

Jiang Ye was also stunned.

In Jiang Ye's memory, Xia Yu has always been a very strong-willed, image-conscious, and meticulous career woman.

But Xia Yu now surprised him greatly.

She was buried in a mountain of documents. Her once smooth hair was now somewhat disheveled, with a few strands casually clinging to her cheeks.

Her face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color, and she had visibly lost a lot of weight. Her once-fitting business attire now looked rather loose on her.

What's most heartbreaking is the dark circles under her eyes that she can't hide, and the deep weariness she exudes.

Upon seeing Jiang Ye suddenly appear, a clear hint of panic flashed in Xia Yu's eyes.

She instinctively reached out, wanting to close the documents in front of her that were stamped with red demand stamps and hide them under the other documents.

Jiang Ye keenly noticed Xia Yu's unusual behavior.

With a stern face, he strode over, taking two steps at a time, and pressed down on Xia Yu's hand, which was trying to cover the documents.

The two were standing very close together.

Seeing Xia Yu's haggard face up close, Jiang Ye's heart clenched.

"What on earth happened?" Jiang Ye asked in a deep voice, his tone carrying an unyielding authority. "Why have all the construction sites outside stopped work? And why is no one at the investment promotion center taking care of things? Also, why did you get yourself into this mess?!"

Faced with Jiang Ye's series of questions and his undisguised concern, she was met with a response.

Xia Yu's nerves, which had been taut for so long and held together by a breath of immortal energy, finally snapped like a fully drawn bowstring.

Her carefully constructed facade of strength crumbled completely in front of Jiang Ye.

Xia Yu's eyes suddenly reddened, tears welling up, and she said in a hoarse and desperate voice, "Jiang Ye... I might really not be able to hold on any longer..."

Tears streamed down her pale cheeks like beads from a broken string.

"The funding chain of Genting Town has completely broken down. The second phase of the project has been forced to stop completely because it cannot pay the construction fees. The major restaurants and entertainment venues that were previously agreed upon are now demanding to withdraw their investment and refund their deposits because of our breach of contract."

Xia Yu covered her face, sobbing uncontrollably, "I...I messed everything up. I've let down Kunlun Capital's trust and investment, and I've failed you. I'm so sorry..."

Listening to Xia Yu's intermittent sobs.

Jiang Ye never imagined that his motorcycle trip abroad would lead to such a massive crisis, even teetering on the brink of bankruptcy, in what Xia Yu considered her life's work and pride. And this stubborn woman, during this time, had been gritting her teeth and stubbornly holding on all by herself, without telling anyone.

Just then, Xia Yu raised her head and looked at Jiang Ye with red and swollen eyes.

She bit her bloodless lower lip, as if she had made a difficult decision, and continued in a trembling voice, "Jiang Ye, there's one more thing... I've always wanted to explain it to you, but I've never had the chance."

Jiang Ye looked at her and said, "Go ahead."