She wanted to see what tricks Qing Sihua was trying to pull.
Meng Jingwei chatted with Lu Yanming for a few more sentences and hung up the phone.
Holding her phone, as she was contemplating how to call Qing Sihua, her phone rang again.
She had expected it to be Lu Yanming calling back with instructions, but when she looked at the screen, it was Qing Sihua's call.
Seeing the flashing number on the screen, a smile curved Meng Jingwei's lips as she slid to answer.
"Little girl Jingwei, you're certainly not asleep at this hour."
The voice on the other end was Qing Sihua's, his words laced with amusement, conveying a sense of condescension.
"Qing Sihua, what do you want by kidnapping my father?" Meng Jingwei disdained to beat around the bush.
Qing Sihua chuckled lightly, "It's simple to ensure your father's safety."
"You want me to exchange Zhuo Rui Technology for him?"
"Hahahaha, as expected of Mu Ye's woman, you are indeed smart." Qing Sihua's intentions were clear, and Meng Jingwei's direct guess was as expected. "As long as you sell Zhuo Rui Technology to me now, I'll release your father!"
What Qing Sihua had always wanted was all of Qing Muye's industries.
He had already taken over Song Yu Group, and Zhuo Rui Technology was the last major industry left in Qing Muye's hands. If he could secure Zhuo Rui Technology, it would be equivalent to achieving victory.
"If you want Zhuo Rui Technology, you could have bid for it fairly at the auction. What kind of skill is it to kidnap my 'father' and threaten me?"
Meng Jingwei feigned anger.
"Isn't what you're saying nonsense? Can the private transaction price be the same as the auction price!" Qing Sihua not only didn't want to bid fairly but even wanted to acquire Zhuo Rui Technology privately through a smaller company under his name.
Although he had signed a contract with the internet magnate of Country C, and they were cooperating to acquire Zhuo Rui Technology, Qing Sihua still wanted to swallow the entire cake of Zhuo Rui Technology for himself.
It was known that Zhuo Rui Technology had been researching cutting-edge artificial intelligence projects over the years. In the future, these projects could not only be widely applied but even involved in the aerospace field, making its future prospects limitless.
For such a large prize, he would be insane to choose to share it with others!
Qing Sihua resorted to this desperate measure entirely because Qing Muye had already left Lancheng. He was confident that Meng Jingwei had no external support, which was why he was so arrogant and overbearing.
"It's not just you who has your eye on Zhuo Rui Technology; the Tang family in the capital and even foreign companies are interested. Qing Sihua, isn't this behavior too despicable!"
"In business, this is called 'all is fair in war and love'." Qing Sihua was unfazed. He glanced at his watch and said, "In thirty minutes, if I don't see the contract for Zhuo Rui Technology, then you can prepare to collect your father's corpse."
His actions were decisive and unhesitating. After speaking, he directly hung up the phone.
At the same time, Pei Ying and Wei Dongkui had arrived at the Ye Se Club.
The two were Qing Muye's right-hand men. When Qing Muye left, they stayed in Lancheng to look after Meng Jingwei. Last night, Song Ci was injured, and they took turns taking care of him at the hospital. As dawn broke, they hurried back to the Ye Se Club.
Shu Yao also arrived with them.
"Wei Wei, that bastard Sihua kidnapped your father. He wants to exchange your father for the Zhuo Rui Technology contract. You absolutely must not agree."
Shu Yao said this as she rushed towards Meng Jingwei, confident, "I know where your father is hidden. Have Brother Wei take a few people with me, and I can definitely rescue Uncle Meng."
She pointed at Wei Dongkui standing beside her, hoping he would bring some men to go rescue him with her.