Stepdaughter of a wealthy family? The little darling of a Beijing tycoon

The second brother should just focus on preparing and wait for the results.

"I will definitely do my best. If we win this bid and secure the cooperation, the subsequent profits will be very considerable. I will definitely buy you all kinds of beautiful dresses then."

Shen Jingshu shook her head gently and chuckled: "There's no need to spend money. I haven't even had a chance to wear all the ones you gave me before, so there's really no need to waste them."

"It's not a waste at all. My sister is so beautiful, she deserves to be dressed up nicely." Li Beichen raised his hand and affectionately ruffled her hair. "It's getting late, go back to your room and rest."

"Okay, goodnight, second brother."

"Good night."

Li Hanting did not return to the Li family villa tonight. The major human trafficking case in the deep mountains has uncovered a large-scale cross-provincial human trafficking gang. As the person in charge of the special task force, he is currently overseeing the interrogation at the police station, leading the team to thoroughly investigate all relevant clues, striving to pry the whereabouts of women who have been trafficked over the years from the traffickers, and doing everything possible to rescue those victims who have been trapped for many years.

Meanwhile, news of Mo Hanzhou's arrival in Beijing and the Mo Group's open selection of domestic partners also reached Shen Yifan's ears. Relying on his reborn memories, he knew that cooperation could propel the Shen family into the ranks of Beijing's top wealthy families. Confident, he arranged for his team to refine and perfect the bidding proposal overnight. Later, he learned that Old Master Mo had suffered a sudden heart attack and was hospitalized. He immediately drove to the hospital, intending to use the guise of visiting him to preemptively establish a connection with the Mo family.

The ward floor was heavily guarded, with layers of black-clad bodyguards strictly controlling the entrances and exits. Without Mo Hanzhou's personal permission, no one was allowed to go upstairs and disturb the elderly man's rest. Helpless, Shen Yifan could only wait in the hospital lobby, his anxiety growing stronger with each passing moment.

Just as he was losing patience, a dignified black sedan pulled into the hospital's main entrance. The door opened, and Mo Hanzhou, dressed in a sharp black suit and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, stepped out with measured steps. His personal secretary followed closely behind, quietly reporting on the details of the domestic industrial layout.

Shen Yifan, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly lit up and quickly stepped forward, blocking the two people's path.

Mo Hanzhou stopped in his tracks, his brows furrowing slightly as he coldly surveyed the strange man who had suddenly appeared.

"Mr. Mo, hello!" Shen Yifan quickly extended his hand, deliberately lowering his posture, and introduced himself, "I am Shen Yifan, President of Shen's Group. I learned that Mo's Group has returned to the country to seek local partners, so I have taken the liberty of waiting here and hoping to take a few minutes of your time to review the cooperation proposal prepared by Shen's Group."

Upon hearing the name "Shen Yifan," a slight hint of surprise flashed across Mo Hanzhou's eyes. The complete file on Shen Jingshu, delivered by his secretary, clearly indicated that this person was indeed Shen Jingshu's elder brother, born of the same mother.

Remembering how Shen Jingshu had saved his grandfather with her superb medical skills in the antique street, and with this immense life-saving favor right in front of him, Mo Hanzhou did not signal the bodyguards to drive the man away directly. Instead, his expression softened, and he reached out to take the thick stack of plans that Shen Yifan handed him.

Mo Hanzhou held the thick proposal in his fingers, his expression indifferent, his tone neither warm nor cold: "I will take a look at the proposal when I have time. If there is nothing else, Mr. Shen, please leave."

"Alright! I'll await your good news, Mr. Mo!"

Shen Yifan's eyes lit up with joy, and a huge weight was lifted from his heart. He looked confident and certain. This proposal was a replica of his previous life's memories, and its content structure, cooperation model, and profit plan were 80% identical to the one Shen Jingshu had used to secure the cooperation agreement with the Mo family in his previous life.

The only drawback was that some minor details were vaguely remembered and slightly inaccurate. But in his view, this plan in his previous life had successfully impressed the Mohists and secured a top-level cooperation. Even with some flaws in this life, it was enough to crush all his competitors in the capital and secure a spot in the bidding.

With an air of certainty, he turned and left, completely oblivious to the indifference and aloofness hidden deep in Mo Hanzhou's eyes.

Only after Shen Yifan's figure had completely left the hospital lobby did Mo Hanzhou step towards the elevator, heading straight to the top-floor VIP ward.

Upon entering, one sees Old Master Mo with a rosy complexion and a relaxed spirit, showing no trace of the frailty he displayed yesterday when he was critically ill. Seeing him enter, the old man immediately expressed his desire to be discharged, unwilling to continue recuperating in the hospital.

Knowing that the old man disliked the constraints of hospitals, Mo Hanzhou respected his wishes and instructed the medical team to conduct a final full check-up for him. Once they confirmed that all his health indicators were completely stable and there were no hidden dangers, they proceeded with his discharge procedures.

While waiting for the doctor's examination results, the ward was temporarily quiet.

Mo Hanzhou sat on the sofa and casually opened the Shen Group business plan that Shen Yifan had just handed him.

As he turned the pages, a subtle, profound look appeared in his eyes behind his glasses.

This plan has a complete framework, a grand vision, and a precise and incisive entry point, perfectly matching the core needs of the Mo family's return to China. It is by no means the level that an ordinary Shen family businessman could conceive. However, the further one looks at it, the more obvious the problems of flawed details, logical gaps, and rough planning become.

The overall framework is visionary, but the implementation details are crude and incomplete, the connection between the beginning and the end is awkward, and many key profit-making strategies and risk contingency plans are vaguely mentioned and hastily concluded.

Mo Hanzhou lightly brushed his fingertips across the paper, a knowing glint in his eyes.

Mo Hanzhou casually closed the proposal in his hand and set it aside.

The secretary standing beside him was extremely perceptive. Just from his boss's calm and expressionless face, he instantly realized that this bidding proposal from the Shen family was simply not good enough for Mo Hanzhou. He dared not say anything, and quietly stepped forward to put the proposal away and file it properly, all in a quiet, efficient, and tactful manner.

Before long, the medical team completed Mr. Mo's final full set of check-ups. All the test data came out, and the doctor carefully compared and confirmed them again and again. He then solemnly reported: Mr. Mo's heart condition has stabilized, his old illness has improved significantly, his bodily functions are all normal, there is no longer any danger, and he fully meets the discharge criteria.

Once the results were confirmed to be correct, Mo Hanzhou was completely relieved and his expression relaxed. He immediately instructed his secretary to go to the inpatient department to complete all the discharge procedures.

Old Master Mo was discharged from the hospital without incident and returned by car to the Beijing residence that Mo Hanzhou had prepared for him.

This is an elegant and tranquil Chinese-style courtyard, with white walls and black tiles, a serene courtyard, and lush greenery arranged in a pleasing manner, far from the hustle and bustle of the city. Mo Hanzhou specifically chose this place because it was very close to the Lu family's old residence. With the two old friends living next door, they could visit each other and chat in their spare time, looking out for one another.

The old man had barely sat down and was still catching his breath when a servant respectfully announced from outside the door: "Old Master, Mr. Mo, Old Master Lu has come to visit."

Upon hearing this, Old Master Mo chuckled, his eyes brimming with familiar amusement: "This old fellow's information network is as good as ever. Quickly, invite him in."