Why are you all trying to win over me, the male supporting character?

"Mr. Yuan's car is nice. The price after all the fees must be at least six million, right?" Meng Jingting stopped by the car and looked at it with great interest.

The workmanship is quite good.

What's remarkable is that Yuan Qing actually knew she liked Ferraris.

This model has been discontinued for a long time.

There are no stock available domestically; they are all shipped back from overseas at great expense.

What's amazing is that Yuan Qing managed to get two identical ones...

It's clear that this guy is a genuine sports car enthusiast.

Yuan Qing smiled and said, "Of course, a nice car is a gift for a beautiful woman."

He went to great lengths to find out the inside story that Sister Meng liked sports cars.

You could tell from her eyes that she really liked the car.

It seems that winning her over today is imperative.

Meng Jingting shook her head: "Unfortunately, I don't accept gifts from ordinary men. Please ask Mr. Yuan to have someone drive it back."

Yuan Qing's smile froze for a moment.

"Oh, Miss Meng, you..."

I really underestimated this woman.

The heir of a top-tier wealthy family clearly doesn't care for such a small gift.

"Please, Mr. Yuan, let's get down to business."

Meng Jingting put down her car keys and turned to enter the manor.

Yuan Qing stared at her retreating figure with a gloomy face and clicked his tongue.

A woman like that is difficult to win over, let alone please.

Yuan Qingyuan thought he could use her as a breakthrough to raise the price with Meng Wanyu.

In retrospect, it was all for naught.

"I really have to get involved in the Xitai Building project."

Yuan Qing walked heavily into the manor.

He had initially been worried about Meng Wanyu's financial resources, but seeing such a vast estate completely dispelled his concerns.

However, new worries arose.

"What should I do if she tries to lower my price?"

"If we don't sell, we'll offend the Meng family."

"If I sell it, I'll be at a loss!"

Yuan Qing became increasingly worried as he thought about it.

But at this point, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go inside, taking it one step at a time.

"Mr. Yuan, this way please."

Yuan Qing was led to the main conference hall.

This conference hall, which can accommodate a hundred people, only had a dozen or so people sitting inside.

It looked unusually empty.

The person sitting at the head of the table was not Meng Wanyu, but the man Yuan Qing felt had no presence at all, Lu Chengzhou!

Meng Wanyu sat in the empty seat on the left, while Meng Jingting sat on the right.

Lu Chengzhou crossed his arms and placed them on the table, tapping the surface with his fingertips.

"Welcome, Mr. Yuan."

Lu Chengzhou's impeccable smile sent chills down Yuan Qing's spine.

what happened!

Why did he sense a strong sense of crisis emanating from Lu Chengzhou?

Lu Chengzhou waved his hand, signaling Aisha behind him to pour tea and peel fruit for the guests.

Elsa snorted coldly and walked towards the tea cabinet with a blank expression.

In the empty conference room, even the sound of coffee being poured into a cup was so clear.

Yuan Qing took a deep breath and stood up.

"Excuse me, I need to use the restroom."

Before we start discussing the price, he needs to take care of his physical needs.

Otherwise, I might perform poorly due to nervousness.

Yuan Qing had just stepped out of the conference room when he heard his cell phone ring.

When I answered the phone, it was another piece of bad news from the product department.

"President, we can't get in touch with Mr. Smith..."

"Cannot be contacted, what does that mean?"

"I've already sent people to investigate. They said the head office there has encountered a major problem and has suspended all business cooperation."

"what?!"

Yuan Qing felt a chill run down his spine.

"President, please don't worry, we're still doing our best to investigate! However, should we continue with this order? The deadline is approaching..."

The voice on the phone was already somewhat muffled to Yuan Qing.

His hands and feet were ice-cold, and he didn't say a word.

If the customer cancels their order, things will get serious.

He invested too much money and manpower to complete this order!

If he can't deliver the goods smoothly, he'll have to pay at least 100 million...

Thinking about this, Yuan Qing felt a wave of dizziness.

To do it or not to do it?

Right now, we just can't contact the customer; perhaps they haven't actually cancelled the order...

Thinking of this, Yuan Qing gritted his teeth.

"Keep going, keep doing it!"

"So, what about funding..."

"Go to the company's account and transfer another sum over, then continue!"

"Yes, President."

……

Fifteen minutes later.

Yuan Qing returned with a deathly pale face.

The available funds on the books have been depleted.

He urgently needs new funds to continue investing.

Xitai Building must be sold.

Moreover, it would be best to complete the transaction tonight!

"Mr. Yuan, are you planning to sell the Xitai Building?" Meng Wanyu's voice was still gentle and pleasant.

"I can sell you the whole building, but there's one condition."

Yuan Qing sat in the lower seat.

He took the coffee from Elsa's hand, but didn't drink a drop.

"Oh, the conditions..."

Meng Wanyu leaned back strategically and adjusted her posture.

Tell me about it.

Yuan Qing lowered his head and rubbed his throbbing temples.

This spacious conference room is so empty; it's easy to get nervous.

He felt completely insecure.

"I need you to pay all the fees at once."

"that's it?"

"Yes, that's it!"

"Okay."

Meng Wanyu casually picked up a bank card and tossed it in front of Yuan Qing.

"Would Mr. Yuan like to discuss the price further?"

Seeing that he had no intention of mentioning the price, Meng Wanyu couldn't help but ask him deliberately.

Yuan Qing raised his head and looked at her intently.

In that instant, based on his businessman's intuition, he felt that Meng Wanyu might have some problems.

Yes, but he doesn't know exactly where the problem lies.

"The price issue..."

Yuan Qing gritted his teeth as he spoke those words, clenching his fists.

Meng Wanyu's smile faded slightly, and she said casually, "I think the price Mr. Yuan offered is too high. It wouldn't be worth it for me to buy it."