However, Qing Sihuai did not have much time to be happy before the next problem plunged him back into worry.
The assistant kindly reminded him, "According to insider rumors, the Zhuo Rui Group might be selling at a low price. But we still don't know what price they will offer. However..."
The assistant cautiously glanced at his boss, "Even if the price is lower, we still don't have enough money."
Currently, their biggest shortage was money, and they desperately needed external assistance.
"You're kicking a man when he's down."
Qing Sihuai sighed, his face clouded with worry.
Suddenly, he spoke, "Find a way, any way you can, but you must secure Zhuo Rui Technology for me."
Zhuo Rui Technology, he was determined to win it!
The assistant's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but marvel at his boss's ambition.
But...
Where would the money come from?
Without the funds for acquisition, where did this inexplicable confidence come from?
...
On the film set.
After finishing her scene, Meng Jingwei sat in the rest area to recuperate, with Shen Liannuo by her side.
Seeing her relentless filming, Shen Liannuo couldn't help but feel a pang of concern, "Are you a workaholic? Why push yourself so hard? Rest when you need to. Health is the foundation of everything."
As she spoke, she handed Meng Jingwei a cup of milk tea that she had prepared, "Yu Ni's Family Feast milk tea, it tastes good. I specifically brought a cup for you."
"Thank you."
Meng Jingwei took the milk tea, inserted the straw, and began to drink.
After a few sips, she placed the milk tea on a nearby chair and closed her eyes to rest.
Shen Liannuo tilted her head, watching her for a few moments, then glanced at her phone, wanting to speak but hesitating.
Qing Muye's affairs had caused a massive stir in Lancheng, but Meng Jingwei had been filming without a break for the past few hours, leaving her no time to check her phone.
Therefore, she was still unaware of the situation with Qing Muye's company.
Shen Liannuo was torn, unsure how to break the news to her.
"If you have something to say, just say it."
Meng Jingwei lay on the rocking chair, hearing Shen Liannuo sigh, and asked.
"Ah? No, it's nothing."
Shen Liannuo shook her head like a rattle drum, "You rest. I... I'm just bored."
Yes, bored.
For now, she would postpone the inevitable.
"I already know about Ah Ye's company. I heard them talking about it while I was filming," Meng Jingwei knew what Shen Liannuo wanted to say, "Don't worry about me, I'm fine."
"What? You know?"
Shen Liannuo shot up, her pupils wide, "You know, and you're still so calm? Hey, your husband went bankrupt! He's already started selling off his assets, are you sure you don't want to call and ask about it?"
She felt Meng Jingwei was incredibly Zen.
With such a significant upheaval at home, she didn't even ask for more details.
Ring ring ring—
Just then, Meng Jingwei's phone on the table rang.
Meng Jingwei sat up from the lounge chair and picked up her phone. The screen clearly displayed her mother's phone number.
Her brow furrowed slightly, her thumb hovering over the answer button, frozen. She seemed to be contemplating how to explain things to them.
The ringing grew more urgent, and Meng Jingwei, helpless, finally answered the call.
"Mom, what's the call about?"
On the phone, Meng Jingwei feigned calmness, even wearing a faint smile on her face, not wanting the person on the other end to detect anything amiss.
"With such a big incident happening between you and Muye, why didn't you tell us?"
Du Juan, holding little Yi Yi, coaxed the child while questioning, "What's the situation now? I saw some people dismissing the household staff."
Meng Tianhua and his wife knew Qing Muye was young and promising, a legend in Lancheng's business world, the undisputed richest man in Lancheng.