"A man's knees are for gold.
Then what is beneath a woman's knees?
Certainly not just bedsheets—
Dai Paipai's sudden kneeling startled Su Ziyu.
She quickly jumped up, "Director Dai, what are you doing?"
Dai Paipai looked up at her.
Her voice was desperate, "Dean Su, I beg you, help me."
Yesterday afternoon, Dai Paipai had already negotiated everything with Li Qianfan within the company.
Whether Su Ziyu was willing to invest or not, Li Qianfan would not be involved.
Everything depended on whether Dai Paipai could persuade Su Ziyu.
If Su Ziyu adamantly refused to invest, Li Qianfan wouldn't be able to stay at Paipai Fashion for long.
If Li Qianfan were to leave, Dai Paipai would lose her only support!
In this case.
It meant that Dai Paipai's future was entirely in Su Ziyu's hands.
To save herself, Dai Paipai dared to recognize a thief as her father; did she still care about kneeling before Su Ziyu?
Su Ziyu was silent.
After a long pause.
She said softly, "I will hire professional appraisers to conduct a thorough investigation into Paipai Fashion's financial assets. If Paipai Fashion is truly worth fifty million as you say, then my 30% stake will only cost you fifteen million."
Dai Paipai was ecstatic.
She immediately raised her hand to the sky, "Dean Su, I swear to the heavens that Paipai Fashion is definitely worth fifty million. You only need to give me ten million, and that will be enough!"
"I don't like to take advantage of anyone."
Su Ziyu paused before saying, "Especially not of women."
Su Ziyu knew better than anyone that "when you eat someone's food, your mouth is short; when you take someone's money, your hands are short."
If she were to take advantage of Dai Paipai by five million—
Dai Paipai might have the confidence to set her sights on her young husband!
Since Su Ziyu was insistent, Dai Paipai had no choice but to agree.
Of course, she could also see why Su Ziyu insisted on doing this.
She gave a wry smile, "If I could really win over your young husband, why would I be kneeling and begging you?"
At two o'clock in the afternoon.
In the meeting room of Paipai Fashion.
"What?"
Zhao Lianjin was full of surprise and anger!
He looked at Dai Paipai, "Director Dai, I do not agree to you transferring 30% of the company's shares to someone else."
"We don't agree either!"
Bao Shan and others below also chimed in.
Dai Paipai smiled.
Her smile was sarcastic and contemptuous!
She looked at Zhao Lianjin and the others and slowly asked, "I, Dai Paipai, own 95% of Paipai Fashion's shares. I can transfer my shares to whomever I wish. When did it become your turn to jump out and point fingers?"
Zhao Lianjin and the others' mouths moved, but they couldn't utter a single word.
"If you are willing to purchase shares of Paipai Fashion at a price of 500,000 per share, I will also agree."
Dai Paipai said, "Now I ask you, who is willing to spend 500,000 to buy one share?"
Zhao Lianjin and the other middle and high-level management could generally afford 500,000 or even more.
The problem was—
Who would foolishly spend money to buy shares?
Zhao Lianjin had clearly stated.
When he succeeded in making Dai Paipai "raise her hand high" for him in the bedroom, it would be his day to "reward his ministers"!
Bao Shan and others would receive 2% to 3% of the shares according to their rank.
"I will remind you one last time."
"Paipai Fashion belongs to me!"
"I will sell it to whomever I want."
"You people, to put it nicely, are employees."
"To put it bluntly."
"You are a bunch of working dogs!"
"A bunch of dogs who think they can influence the owner's decision, truly clueless."
After saying this, Dai Paipai got up and, accompanied by her young secretary, quickly walked out, leaving with a flourish.
By saying these words in public, she had completely torn down the bridge with the Zhao family's faction.
She left.
Old Su, Old Ma, and a few others also slowly left the meeting room.
With a bang.
Zhao Tong slammed the door shut and asked loudly, "Third Uncle, didn't you say before that even if Dai Paipai wanted to transfer her shares, no one would dare to take them?"
Previously.
Zhao Lianjin had indeed said such things.
And he was fully confident that even if Dai Paipai offered shares to outsiders at a price of 50,000 per share, no one would dare to take them.
This was because Zhao Lianjin was the real decision-maker at Paipai Fashion!
If there were any buyers, the first thing they would have to do is appease Zhao Lianjin and his group.
Otherwise, they would only incur losses and wouldn't even leave a single pair of socks behind.
But who could have imagined that Su Ziyu would forcefully emerge?
"A dean of a small hospital, relying on some martial arts skills, thinks she can snatch food from our plate. Heh, that's a dream."
Zhao Lianjin's eyes were sinister, "If she wants to sign a contract, she will inevitably have to assess the market value of the garment factory and review its finances."
He looked at the head of the finance department, Zhou Zhongju, "Section Chief Zhou, you should make your stance clear to everyone first."
Zhou Zhongju smiled, "If I can make it difficult for Su Ziyu's appraisers by the end of the year, then I, the head of finance, will resign myself."
"Good!"
Zhao Lianjin shouted enthusiastically, clapping his hands.
The applause thundered.
The morale of the Zhao family's faction was greatly boosted—
Li Qianfan, in the general manager's office, heard the applause faintly and sneered, "A bunch of idiots."
"Dad."
Standing behind his chair, the Paipai boss, who was diligently massaging his shoulders, asked, "What do you think Zhao Lianjin will do next?"
"Do I need to ask?"
Li Qianfan replied, "He will definitely obstruct the appraisers my wife hired in the finance department."
Dai Paipai asked again, "Then what should we do?"
"It's easy."
Li Qianfan said calmly, "You can try to persuade those appraisers to go through the motions. As long as my wife believes she's not taking advantage of you, that's enough."
Dai Paipai nodded, sighing, "I truly didn't expect Dean Su to be so principled."
"Otherwise, why would she be my wife?"
Li Qianfan said proudly, then stood up, "I have something to attend to, I'm going out."
Dai Paipai immediately said, "I'll accompany you. I don't have much to do at the company now anyway."
Li Qianfan glanced at her white legs and said, "You're dressed like this, it's better not to."
"Wait for me for three minutes!"
Dai Paipai said, then turned and trotted into the lounge, her hips swaying.
She was changing clothes.
You should close the door—
Two minutes and fifty-eight seconds later.
Dai Paipai, dressed in a white suit, came out with her small bag.
Since she was willing to follow, let her.
Li Qianfan would not deliberately hide his strength from her, nor would he deliberately show off.
"Drive my car out."
In the parking lot, Dai Paipai said, "After all, your little Mini doesn't allow other women to sit in it. Besides, your small car is too flashy."
A car worth thirty-eight thousand is that flashy?
Indeed.
After all, both sides of the car doors were adorned with large stickers of Li Qianfan and Su Ziyu.
"Shouldering the melody!"
From the window of the vice general manager's office, Zhao Lianjin cursed fiercely as he watched Dai Paipai's car drive out of the parking lot.
The car drove out of Paipai Fashion.
Dai Paipai asked, "Young Master Li, where are we going?"
This woman was quite sensible.
She knew when to call him Qianfan, when to call him Dad, and when to call him Young Master Li.
She was indeed a good candidate for a secretary.
Li Qianfan opened the navigation on his phone.
Jintan Renjia.
This was a hotel on the outskirts of Qingyun, whose signature dish was all seafood, and the environment was also good.
However, the owner of this hotel was surnamed Mo.
Her name was Mo Hongti.
Jintan Renjia was also one of Mo Hongti's "private funds."
Today, Mo Hongti, who had come to the hotel to check recent revenue accounts to deliberately avoid someone, felt her eyes were a bit dry. She walked to the window on the second floor, pushed it open, and lit a cigarette.
A black car slowly pulled up.
The car door opened.
A beautiful mature woman exuding intellectual charm quickly walked around the front of the car and opened the passenger door, "Young Master Li, please get out of the car."
Young Master Li?
Mo Hongti, hiding behind the curtains, heard the young woman say this and sneered disdainfully.
But the next moment—
When Mo Hongti saw the Young Master Li who got out of the car, her eyes widened.
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