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After dropping Shen Qianqian off at her dorm, Lin Feng drove to Shuntong Logistics. Yonghu was still working overtime in his office, a pile of documents and price lists spread out on his desk.

He has lost even more weight recently, and there are two obvious dark circles under his eyes below his silver-rimmed glasses, but he still looks very energetic.

Lin Feng sat down opposite him, and Yong Hu pushed the documents in front of him over, saying that he had a few things to discuss with him in person.

The first thing is the business integration of Tianlong Group. He Qianwen has officially incorporated Shuntong Logistics into the logistics sector, one of Tianlong's three major industrial chains. From now on, all transportation contracts signed by Tianlong with external parties will be handled by Shuntong by default.

This is a qualitative leap for Shuntong – previously they only cooperated on a few routes, but now the entire group's logistics business has been packaged and handed over to Shuntong.

Shuntong's transportation capacity needs to be upgraded to a higher level; the existing fleet size is insufficient. The second issue is the procurement of new energy trucks.

Yonghu has already reached an agreement with the BYD dealer in Zijin City to purchase a batch of electric heavy trucks specifically for the Hehai-Zijin City route.

He personally inspected the road conditions there. There was a section of winding mountain road with continuous downhill slopes, and the energy recovery efficiency was very high. Electric trucks could save a lot of energy costs compared to diesel trucks on that route.

After the first batch of vehicles arrives, they will be tested for a period of time. If the data shows good performance, further purchases will be made. He will go to Zijin City tomorrow to inspect the vehicle performance testing and the supporting charging infrastructure.

Lin Feng flipped through the price list. The data was very clear, with the purchase cost, energy cost, maintenance cycle, and estimated payback period for each vehicle all calculated in detail.

Yonghu has a unique way of doing things—he never speaks verbally; all his plans are written down, and every number has a source.

After reading it, Lin Feng nodded and said, "Go ahead and do it. Just sign the purchase contract directly. I've already coordinated the funding with Sister Hong."

When you return from Zijin City, there is something even more important that the company needs to discuss with you.

Yonghu took off his glasses and wiped them with the hem of his shirt, then asked him what was wrong.

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair and looked at the man opposite him who wasn't much older than him.

Since joining Shuntong Logistics, Yonghu has exceeded expectations in every task, from reorganizing staffing and establishing a performance appraisal system to connecting with Tianlong Group's route resources and promoting the procurement of new energy trucks.

In just a few months, Shuntong Logistics transformed from a small fleet of vehicles with chaotic management and unclear accounts into a formal logistics company with standardized operating procedures, stable customer resources, and a clear development plan.

This person's abilities far exceeded expectations when he was recruited. Lin Feng said that once the industrial integration is completed, Longlin Group will formally establish the position of Deputy General Manager to oversee the logistics sector.

He intends to reserve this position for Yonghu.

Yonghu stopped wiping his glasses. He put them back on, looked at Lin Feng, his lips moved a few times, and finally he just nodded solemnly.

His voice was a little dry when he spoke, saying thank you for Mr. Lin's trust, and that he would not let him down.

It was almost 10 o'clock when I left Shuntong Logistics.

Lin Feng sat in the car, his fingers tapping lightly on the steering wheel. Yonghu's earlier words—expanding business outside the province or cooperating with government departments—kept replaying in his mind.

The idea of ​​cooperating with government departments is correct. Shuntong is now one of Tianlong's three major industrial chains. It has the scale and qualifications. If it can obtain a designated procurement contract or official vehicle service qualification from government departments, not only will the profits be stable, but it will also be a huge boost to the company's brand reputation.

However, in this regard, someone needs to act as an official liaison.

He picked up his phone, scrolled to Ye Qinghan's number, and hovered his thumb above the screen for a few seconds.

More than half a month has passed since the last sniping incident at the unfinished building. During this time, the two have hardly been in contact, occasionally exchanging a few messages on their phones, which are all very ordinary greetings.

Now that the turmoil has gradually subsided and Zuo Ning's remaining forces have been eradicated, there are far fewer eyes watching them.

After thinking for a moment, I pressed the dial button.

The phone rang several times before being answered. Ye Qinghan's voice came through the receiver, carrying a hint of weariness from just getting home from get off work, but more so surprise and a suppressed excitement.

"Lin Feng? Why are you calling so late?" Her voice was very low, and in the background noise, you could vaguely hear her changing into slippers and closing the security door, indicating that she had just entered the house.

Raymond Lam said he wanted to see her.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone. Then Ye Qinghan spoke, her voice even softer than before. "Qianqian is staying at school tonight, she's not home. I just got home... are you coming to pick me up?"

Lin Feng told her the location of an intersection and asked her to take a taxi there; he would wait for her there.

Ye Qinghan responded and hung up the phone.

About twenty minutes later, Ye Qinghan got out of a taxi.

Today I'm wearing a dark blue shirt and black suit pants. The shirt is buttoned up to the second button, and the gap between the buttons is slightly open.

She wore a black face mask that covered most of her face, revealing only her eyes and forehead. Her hair was loose over her shoulders, and the ends still smelled of shampoo she had used when she left work.

After getting out of the car, he instinctively looked around several times to make sure there were no suspicious people nearby. Then he quickly walked to Lin Feng's dark blue Cadillac parked on the side of the road, opened the passenger door, and got in.

Neither of them spoke.

Lin Feng started the car, and the Cadillac silently glided out of the intersection, heading east along the riverside avenue. After driving for about ten minutes, the car turned into a small park by the river.

This park is in a very remote location, and there are hardly any people during the day. At night, it is so quiet that only the sound of the wind and the river lapping against the embankment can be heard.

The lights of the distant bridge across the river were reflected on the river surface, and were shimmering like broken gold in the evening breeze.

Lin Feng parked the car under a large banyan tree and turned off the engine. The car became quiet, with only the sound of the river outside the window and the occasional sound of a car engine passing by in the distance.

Ye Qinghan took off her mask and placed it on the dashboard, turning her head to look at Lin Feng. Her eyes were a little red, and her lips moved several times before she finally spoke, her voice hoarse and filled with barely concealed excitement.

"I've been holding back so much lately. Every time I pick up my phone to message you, I type a few words and then delete them. I'm afraid someone will see them, afraid of causing you trouble. Just now you called and said you wanted to see me, and I ran out without even changing my slippers." She reached out and touched Lin Feng's cheek, her fingers still carrying the coolness of the night breeze.

Lin Feng took her hand, which was resting on his cheek, and turned it over, gently holding it in his palm.

Turning my head to look at her, I saw that she wasn't wearing any makeup, and her lips were only covered with a layer of clear lip balm, which shimmered slightly in the moonlight.

"Aunt Ye, I miss you so much."

Ye Qinghan's eyelashes trembled, and a thin layer of mist welled up in her eyes. She reached out and wrapped her arms around Lin Feng's neck, pulling him closer, and pressed her lips to his.