On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jun Ziyi, as Lin Shuping's wife, participated in the entertainment with him and managed their personal relationships.
Speculations about Boss Xu of Yongda Group ran throughout the game.
"The state will not let anything happen to Yongda Group." Lin Shuping firmly believes that "Yongda Group has tens of billions and hundreds of billions of assets. Once something goes wrong, the consequences could be serious. The state will take care of Yongda."
"But Yongda Group has begun to ignore the national guidance price and sell off-plan properties at low prices to make money."
"It's cheap after all. There are still many people who dare to take a gamble."
Midway, Lin Shuping's cell phone rang, and Jun Ziyi caught a glimpse of the word "Min Min" on the caller ID.
Zhao Minmin, Lin Shuping's lover.
Lin Shuping didn't answer the call. But soon, the call came in again.
Lin Shuping hurriedly said "Sorry" and turned away to answer the phone.
The ladies around them all exchanged tacit glances and looked at Jun Ziyi with a bit of teasing.
Jun Ziyi showed no mood swings, her smile remained the same as before.
After a while, Lin Shuping's important partner in smart home business, Shen Zhiyan of Kunpeng Technology, went out to smoke and breathe.
Shen Zhiyan was educated in the United States. In the years when land sales were in full swing, Shen Zhiyan returned to China to develop and rose rapidly. But now, with the downturn of the real estate industry, the home furnishing industry has also been greatly impacted. As a technology customization service provider for the smart home business, Shen Zhiyan's career is also shaky.
So he has been very addicted to smoking recently.
A moment later, Jun Ziyi greeted Shen Zhiyan at the corner of the rooftop: "Mr. Shen."
Shen Zhiyan is on the phone. The other end of the phone asked, will the year-end bonuses of company employees be frozen this year?
Jun Ziyi knew that Shen Zhiyan was trying to put a house worth tens of millions of dollars on the market. He is already at the forefront of the downturn of the times, and the thunderstorms in various projects of Yongda Group have made it impossible for Shen Zhiyan to get his money back.
His company was dragged down by Yongda Group and almost lost its cash flow.
As for changing fields - cutting cakes from other people's plates, it's not that easy.
When Shen Zhiyan saw Jun Ziyi, he put out his cigarette on the trash can: "Mrs. Lin."
Jun Ziyi raised the cup slightly: "Mr. Shen, it's a pity that your and Shuping's project failed to come to fruition in the first half of the year."
Shen Zhiyan was too lazy to deal with his partner's wife and said perfunctorily: "Nine out of ten projects will be successful. This is normal."
Jun Ziyi asked: "Mr. Shen, are you considering changing the track?"
Shen Zhiyan looked at Jun Ziyi, his eyes flickered, and he didn't answer in a hurry.
A few minutes later, he finally remembered who Jun Ziyi's father was, and his address to Jun Ziyi changed from "Mrs. Lin" to "Miss Jun": "Miss Jun, I think you are not here to chat with me."
Jun Ziyi said bluntly: "Yongda Group has many creditors. Even if Boss Xu is able to repay, will he pay you back first?"
Shen Zhiyan looked ugly. After a moment, he suppressed his anger and said, "Do you still need to say anything? Unless you have suggestions."
Jun Ziyi said: "Lin Shuping told you who my father is. Did he tell you my current position in Zhuoxiu Group?"
Shen Zhiyan subconsciously said: "Administrative director?"
Jun Ziyi's expression remained unchanged: "I am in charge of the AIGC business of Zhuoxiu Group's Yuecheng Branch. At present, Zhuoxiu's new team has been basically completed, and I am looking for customized technology suppliers."
Shen Zhiyan stood up straight. Junziyi said calmly: "Shubing didn't tell you, did he?"
Shen Zhiyan could no longer hear anything else, and he asked eagerly, "What does the supplier mean..."
Jun Ziyi said: "There are many foreign AIGC service companies, but Zhuoxiu cannot leak secrets and must use domestic suppliers. So." She asked Shen Zhiyan, "When are you free to go to the United States and buy a technical team?"
Shen Zhiyan stared at Jun Ziyi in disbelief.
Buying a technical team, then registering a company, and entering a new field, she said, was as easy as buying a bag?
Jun Ziyi said directly: "We can invite bids first."
It is equivalent to signing the contract first, paying the fee, and then buying the team. This is not in line with the process, but with the current trend, if you want to seize the opportunity, you must take shortcuts.
Shortcuts are hard to take.
Shen Zhiyan trembled all over because of excitement. He knows there is no free lunch, but he is willing to pay the price for his ambition.
"It's not difficult." Shen Zhiyan agreed, "Please..."
What are you doing?
"Mr. Jun." Shen Zhiyan lowered his water glass below Jun Ziyi and clinked the glasses together, "Thank you, Mr. Jun, for your help."
Jun Ziyi then smiled sincerely: "Lin Shuping knows your current situation, but he still doesn't help you."
This is a naked provocation.
But Shen Zhiyan didn't dare to fart.
Jun Ziyi said: "I want you to act quickly. Let's find out the needs tonight, and you can find a team as soon as possible tomorrow." She shook the cup, "You should contact your classmates' connections yourself. This is the case. I don’t have the connections to give you, but I want you to connect with me.”
Shen Zhiyan has quickly calculated his social list: "No problem."
Just as he was talking, Lin Shuping finished the phone call and walked over with a quick stride: "Ziyi, Zhiyan. You are here. Zhiyan, why don't you speak?"
Shen Zhiyan looked at Jun Ziyi and then at Lin Shuping.
He didn't know Jun Ziyi's intention to instigate a relationship between him and Lin Shuping. But at this moment, it is wisest to choose Jun Ziyi. Friendship or not, in the business world, it's all business.
Adonis, Shen Zhiyan's classmate when he was studying in the United States, happened to come over to say hello. After chatting for a few words, Shen Zhiyan hurriedly walked away.
Lin Shuping looked at Shen Zhiyan's back.
After a few seconds, he turned around and said to Jun Ziyi, "The phone call just now was about work, don't think too much about it."
Jun Ziyi said "hmm" emotionlessly.
She looked at Lin Shuping, whose face was a little shiny, and her thoughts gradually became divergent. Actually, that Adonis is quite handsome. she thinks. After all, he is young.
…
Jun Ziyi opened FACEBOOK, first followed Shen Zhiyan, and then found his classmate Adonis Yeung, an upstart in technology, in the following list. She found an English interview with Adonis Yeung on Voice of Science and Technology, forwarded it to him, and then clicked a row of likes along his feed.
An hour later, Adonis Yeung sent a new message reminder. Jun Ziyi lowered her eyes and replied. Soon, new news came in.
…
In the bar, the lights are bright.
Jun Ziyi turned her head and waved: "Hi, Adonis."
A young and handsome Asian man strode his long legs and sat next to her: "Hi, Jun Ziyi."
His Mandarin has a strong Cantonese accent and is not as good as English. The two chatted for a while, and Jun Ziyi learned that Adonis's Chinese name was Yang Andong. He spent his childhood in Hong Kong and grew up in the United States, so there was no environment for learning Mandarin. The current economic situation in the United States is not good, and people from Silicon Valley are returning to the mainland to start businesses. They have hired teachers to learn Mandarin, traditional culture, tea etiquette, etc.
Adonis looked at Junziyi's cat-like face with a mix of strength, indifference and cunning. The clothes she wore were black, a ruthless and cold color.
His earlobes were gradually stained with a thin layer of red.
Jun Ziyi pursed her lips and smiled.
She placed the glass on the bar. The hand holding the glass was slender and white, with a worn wedding ring on her middle finger. The young man blushed, took Jun Ziyi's glass, and lightly pressed his lips on the lipstick mark on the rim of the glass.
"May I?" he mouthed silently.
Jun Ziyi glanced at him briefly. So Adonis drank all the wine in the glass, raised his hand and took out his mobile phone: "I want to call the driver."
