Ye Ning was surprised when she heard it, "Has the company always had orders this big?"
Ying Hao shook his head, "Not really, I just looked, and they’re mostly small orders. It’s just today that we received a huge order saying it’s for a new product launch and that production needs to start."
A new product launch?
Ye Ning flipped through the orders he had handed over, realizing that the orders from the past month were indeed not very substantial. The largest one was only five million, but now, suddenly there came an order worth $300 million.
Ye Ning suddenly recalled the woman who had deliberately seduced her at the door that morning, and, holding the order, she fell into deep thought...
She had guessed that the woman had lured her here with a conspiracy, but she hadn’t expected it to be such a big order the moment she arrived.
It seemed that the wretched woman was playing a big game!
She wanted to play, did she? Fine, then Ye Ning would play along with her. She had been worrying about when the right opportunity would come, and now here it was, delivered to her doorstep.
However, the quantity of this order...
She thought of Lin Yebai’s words from yesterday afternoon that had been nagging at her heart like a thorn, and suddenly her fingers clenched the order turned white, a decisive look flashing in her eyes.
Since that was the case, why not take a gamble?
Gamble on whether he would care or not, and how much she really meant to him in his heart.
She placed the order in front of her, waved her hand, and signed her name to it, "Alright, produce it according to the order quantity."
Ying Hao, unaware of the truth, immediately took the signed order and went down quickly.
The calm surface of the lake was finally about to be disturbed...
Ou Mucen didn’t find out about this until the evening. Upon learning of it, he sat there in silence for a while.
"You’re saying $300 million?"
"Correct," Ying Hao nodded.
Hearing this, the man sitting in the chair began tapping the pen in his hand against the tabletop, intermittently...
$300 million, the stakes of this game were big. If things really got serious, the investment could balloon to $1.3 billion or more, at which point the entire Longfeng might get involved.
He sat there thinking for a good while but eventually still issued his orders calmly, "Understood, you don’t need to worry about these things. Just ensure her personal safety."
"Understood, Young Master," Ying Hao replied upon receiving the order and left.
It had only been about ten minutes since he left when someone else came to the sickroom. Ou Mucen turned his head and saw it was his mother, who had brought something to see him.
"Mom, didn’t I tell you there’s no need to bring food to the hospital? I’ll be discharged soon."
Ou Mucen instinctively furrowed his brows when he saw who it was.
Bai Tingfang, undeterred, came over with the stewed soup and meals she had brought, "Aren’t you still in the hospital? What’s wrong with your mom coming to check on you? By the way, when exactly are you being discharged? I had someone tidy up your villa."
Was she referring to the garden in the Blue Mountain Villa?
Ou Mucen immediately refused without even thinking, "Mom, I don’t plan to go back there. I’m returning to my apartment."
"Why? You’re just getting out of the hospital and no one will take care of you. Moreover, your apartment is cold all year round; how would that help with your recovery?"
As soon as Bai Tingfang heard her son didn’t plan to return home after being discharged but rather to his apartment, she immediately became anxious.