The next morning, Yuze opened his eyes to find Jiang Ziyu lying beside him.
Perhaps his gaze was too intense, for Jiang Ziyu opened her eyes. Habitually, she pulled Yuze into her embrace and kissed his forehead.
"Mommy, did you and Daddy fight last night?" Yuze's head emerged from Jiang Ziyu's arm, his large, round eyes full of worry.
The sleep of the night had finally made his mind forget what had happened. Yuze's question was like pressing a power button, and everything returned to its origin.
The sound of ambiguous breaths lingered by her ear, her cheeks gradually flushing.
Yuze's small hand touched Jiang Ziyu's forehead, and he asked with concern, "Mommy, are you not feeling well?"
"Cough, cough." Jiang Ziyu seized the opportunity to cough, turned her head away, and released Yuze. "It's nothing, just my throat is a little uncomfortable."
Upon hearing this, Yuze quickly got out of bed. Barefoot, he opened the door and walked out of the room.
His calls were cut off by the door, and Jiang Ziyu sighed guiltily.
Downstairs, Yuze encountered Di Mingjue. He was holding paper and a pen, writing to the butler. Then he tugged at Di Mingjue's arm, signaling the butler to convey his message.
Through relaying the information that Jiang Ziyu was ill, Di Mingjue immediately ordered the butler to call a doctor.
Half an hour later, Jiang Ziyu was forced to feign illness, allowing the visiting family doctor to inject her in the back of her hand.
"You should rest at home today and don't need to accompany me to the company," Di Mingjue said.
Has the sun risen from the west today?
Di Mingjue's sudden concern for her made Jiang Ziyu feel pressured.
Is this a good thing or a bad thing?
Jiang Ziyu responded vaguely, "Mm, okay."
After Di Mingjue left the company, Jiang Ziyu self-administered the removal of the needle. She took out her laptop and entered work mode.
Recently, Jiang's Group had been seeking several collaborators at low prices to open up the market for the company's newly developed products and reverse the company's losses.
However, no matter what methods Jiang Wenbin thought of to save the company, Jiang Ziyu always had new ways to make him fail and thus distressed.
The computer opened the email, and Jiang Ziyu processed the documents at the fastest speed possible, beginning to arrange the next round of tasks.
As the emails were sent out, the improved state of Jiang's Group rapidly reversed.
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Jiang's.
"What? They're not coming?" Jiang Wenbin asked his assistant, breathing heavily, his face flushed.
"Yes." The assistant lowered his head nervously.
The contracts were ready, and the banquet venue was also prepared in advance. All that was left was for the other party to sign the contract after several rounds of drinks in the evening.
Why weren't they coming?
Jiang Wenbin violently slammed the table, asking in disbelief, "What's going on? Have you investigated?"
The assistant glanced up and explained in a low voice, "I heard that the person in charge of ZY Group personally took the contract to Qin Shi to meet with President Qin. They offered an interest rate 5% lower than ours. President Qin signed the contract on the spot and chose ZY Group."
"ZY Group! It's him again!" Jiang Wenbin roared through gritted teeth.
This was not the first time. Before Qin Shi, ZY had already snatched away their negotiating partners, with the same interest rate 5% lower than Jiang's.
If it were a coincidence, it would be too coincidental.
Jiang Wenbin ordered, "Go and investigate who exactly this ZY Group is!"
The assistant left. Jiang Wenbin thought about it again and again. He couldn't just watch the collaboration with Qin Shi be snatched away like this.
Jiang Wenbin personally went to Qin Shi Group. Without a prior appointment, he couldn't meet Qin Hui.
He made call after call, but the other party seemed to be deliberately ignoring him.
In desperation, Jiang Wenbin could only convey his message through the receptionist.
Using his trump card, Jiang Wenbin successfully reached Qin Hui's office.
"President Jiang, I sincerely apologize. I was too busy just now and didn't know you were gracing us with your presence." Qin Hui's greasy face was filled with a hypocritical smile.