Director Feng chuckled.
He lit a cigarette before continuing, "But that lab falls under Tongsheng’s jurisdiction! That means Zhou Zizhuo is now one of Tongsheng’s people, and per industry rules, we need Tongsheng’s consent to invite him for the surgery."
Yin Zhao couldn’t help but remember something.
That god-tier public relations event five years ago!
At that time, Tongsheng’s reputation was damaged, almost to the point of shutting down.
A public relations campaign brought them back from the dead.
Yin Zhao had always wanted to meet that person.
He acquired Tongsheng partly to rope in such talent.
Unfortunately, he could never fully gain control over Tongsheng.
Yin Zhao extinguished his cigarette.
He said, "I’ll call Su Minghua."
He had dealt with Su Minghua before and knew him quite well.
Soon after the call, Su Minghua was busy.
He was in Song Wei’s hotel suite, vigorously pulling in investments.
Song Wei was wearing a long dress that flowed over her like water.
Her hair romantically styled.
She was pinching a document, reading it.
Su Minghua held her delicate feet, serving her.
After Song Wei finished reading the investment report, she said, "This is a good plan, have you shown it to Ruanruan yet?"
Su Minghua put a bit more effort into his massage.
He said, "I swear I’m doing this to show my results to my younger sister."
Song Wei pretended not to understand.
She said, "This is good, you should show it to Ruanruan."
Su Minghua drew closer, coaxing her: "How about some investment, President Song?"
Song Wei scolded him with a laugh.
She kicked him with her foot: "Did you come over early this morning just for this?"
Su Minghua hugged her without any reservations.
He said cheesily, "I don’t care, whatever Mr. Bai has, I must have too."
He could have easily asked Su Ruanruan.
But he deliberately chose not to.
He wanted to talk to Song Wei.
If she could invest in a pretty boy, why couldn’t she invest in him?
It wasn’t about the money, it was about her attention towards him.
Su Minghua had devotedly served Song Wei for several years; he felt she owed him an explanation.
He wanted to get married.
But he couldn’t have children and feared that Song Wei would despise him after finding out.
Song Wei was a shrewd person.
By causing such a fuss, she was sure to understand his intentions...
He simply wanted a formal status!
Song Wei decided to tease him.
She leaned over and lightly tugged at his tie.
Her gaze was captivating.
Su Minghua was utterly mesmerized.
After all these years, his interest in her only grew stronger.
Song Wei whispered, "Minghua, I give you two choices."
Song Wei’s delicate fingers poked him, her allure growing by the second.
She said, "Investment of one billion, or a marriage certificate, which do you choose?"
Su Minghua immediately answered, "The marriage certificate."
He grasped her hand, kissing it desperately.
While kissing, he cheesily exclaimed, "Sweetheart, my love, my treasure, you finally understand my heart."
He undid his tie, ready to repay her physically.
Song Wei indeed wanted it too.
Just as they were about to proceed, Yin Zhao’s call came through.
Su Minghua pressed one hand on Song Wei’s shoulder, and picked up the phone with the other.
Song Wei heard Yin Zhao’s words.
After Su Minghua hung up, she whispered, "Business first! You should meet him first."
Though unreliable, Su Minghua did have ambition; he knew he earned Song Wei’s appreciation through his efforts over the years.
Thus, he was grateful to Ruanruan.
He had to leave, yet Song Wei was reluctant to let him go.
She knelt on the sofa to tie his tie, saying, "My man should always look presentable! You need to appear respectable and confident when meeting others."
Su Minghua listened attentively to her.
He said hoarsely, "Understood."
Song Wei kissed him softly and said tenderly, "You handle your business, I’ll wait for your return."
Su Minghua seized the opportunity to request her to take a bath and change into a nightgown.
Song Wei promised him a favorable deal.