Anyone in business has heard of Hongye Information.
It is a giant conglomerate integrating network, electronics, heavy industry, medicine, and other industries.
It is rumored that the total number of employees has long exceeded one million, making it absolutely the number one private enterprise in the Eastern Land, a behemoth in the business world!
With the scale of "Mao Mao Chong" with a few thousand people at Ziyu Fashion, being able to cooperate with Hongye Information, even if it's just supplying ten thousand sets of high-end work clothes (preliminary cooperation intention, under investigation), in Wei Wan's eyes, it is an unimaginable honor.
She is full of admiration for Old Su, who managed to secure this cooperation by "casually" making a phone call.
Today.
Is the day when a responsible person from the procurement department of Hongye Information comes to Ziyu Fashion for inspection and signing (after satisfactory inspection results). Old Su specifically arranged for the company's beautiful vice president, Wei Wan, to go to the station to welcome the esteemed person.
For this.
Wei Wan specifically dressed up in her finest attire to show high respect to the responsible person.
This responsible person's surname is Hai, and he is around forty years old, named Hai Jufu.
This name is quite impressive and easy to remember.
Hai Jufu is a deputy supervisor in the procurement department of Hongye Information headquarters.
The reason the procurement department sent Hai Jufu is because he is from Tiandong.
Wei Wan, who went to the station an hour in advance to pick him up, finally waited for Hai Jufu.
But just as Wei Wan's smile bloomed like a flower and she was about to quickly walk over to greet Hai Jufu and others, an accident occurred.
Someone had already stepped forward and reached Hai Jufu.
"Xiao Zong (Wei Wan's assistant) told me that person's surname is Wei, and his name is Wei Jinfeng."
Wei Wan simply explained: "He is the boss behind Jin Feng Fashion, right next door to us."
Who is Wei Jinfeng?
And it's next door!
When did another clothing factory appear next door?
Li Qianfan, who was listening intently to the phone, looked at Old Su with a questioning gaze.
Old Su's face was filled with awkward anger!
Li Qianfan might not know who Wei Jinfeng is, but could he not know?
He was a love rival who competed with him for Lan Mu's mother more than twenty years ago.
On the evening of Li Wujiang's first arrival in Qingyun, when Old Su and his wife were preparing a gift for their in-laws, they were squeezed out by Wei Jinfeng.
After that incident, Old Su had forgotten about Wei Jinfeng.
After all, Old Su is currently full of happiness (especially with a very powerful son-in-law), so there is no need to care about Wei Jinfeng still being infatuated with Lan Mu's mother (dare to try to steal my wife, don't blame me for unleashing my beloved son-in-law).
But Old Su did not expect that—
After Wei Jinfeng saw Ning Xiaolan that night, he remained incorrigible and secretly bought a factory to the west of Ziyu Fashion, converting it into a clothing factory.
Wei Jinfeng intended to use the Wei family's strong financial power, as one of Qingyun's "top three wealthy families," to crush Old Su in the clothing industry.
A week ago.
Jin Feng Fashion next door officially opened.
It was then that Old Su learned that Wei Jinfeng intended to "target" him, and he also understood why.
Heh heh.
Old Su didn't care.
After all, with the explosive popularity of the "Dream" series, and especially with his beloved son-in-law in hand, Old Su was feeling inflated in all aspects and confidence.
He had long stopped taking Wei Jinfeng seriously!
But who would have thought—
Old Su coughed and asked Wei Wan, "Did you not tell Vice Supervisor Hai that he is coming to Qingyun this time to cooperate with our Ziyu Fashion?"
"I did."
Wei Wan replied truthfully, "But Vice Supervisor Hai said that even though our company contacted them first, he still came to Qingyun. As a procurement responsible person for Hongye Information, he naturally has to act in the best interest of Hongye Information."
Frankly speaking.
Hai Jufu's answer was not problematic.
After Old Su "personally" contacted Hongye Information, the order for ten thousand sets of high-end work clothes was currently just a verbal agreement.
The two parties had not yet signed on paper, so it had no legal effect.
Therefore.
When Jin Feng Fashion's high-end work clothes were of comparable quality to Ziyu Fashion's, but priced at only two-thirds of Ziyu Fashion's, Hai Jufu immediately became interested in Jin Feng Fashion, which could be considered quite normal.
"Wei Jinfeng and Vice Supervisor Hai have a very close personal relationship."
Wei Wan continued her report, "I clearly heard Wei Jinfeng address Vice Supervisor Hai as 'cousin'."
When Wei Jinfeng was picking up Hai Jufu, he also smiled proudly and told Wei Wan to relay a message to Su Laiyun: "Old Su, from now on, you can forget about doing business with Hongye Information!"
Moreover.
Wei Jinfeng, in front of Wei Wan's assistant Xiao Zong, offered a million annual salary to poach her to Jin Feng Fashion as the general manager.
What made Wei Wan even angrier was Wei Jinfeng's meaningful gaze as he looked her up and down.
He even invited her to dinner for Western food that evening.
"Not only did he steal my business, but he also dares to poach my people?"
Upon hearing this, Old Su could no longer control himself. He slammed the table and stood up, saying, "Wei Jinfeng, this is simply too much!"
With a bang.
Li Qianfan was startled and quickly retracted his neck.
Old Su was indeed becoming more and more like a CEO.
"Vice President Wei, please come back first."
After ending the call, Old Su unbuttoned a button on his shirt and shook his neck, exuding a kingly aura of "no one can stop me, I'm going to fight Wei Jinfeng to the death."
Li Qianfan certainly would not stop him.
Old Su was now so powerful that handling such a small matter would be a piece of cake.
It was almost lunchtime, and Li Qianfan still had to report his work to Vice President Dai.
Li Qianfan strolled out the door.
Old Su's overwhelming heroic aura immediately deflated to zero.
He just wanted to show off to his beloved son-in-law that he was no longer the same person he used to be, right?
Shouldn't his beloved son-in-law proactively and shamelessly ask if he wanted him to step in and resolve this matter?
But he had already left!
Old Su wanted to call him back—
But as Old Su's CEO demeanor exploded, he also had a bit of self-respect.
"This kid is really heartless,"
Old Su muttered, picked up the receiver, and began to dial.
As soon as the call was connected, Old Su had a fawning smile on his face, "Supervisor He, I am Su Laiyun from Qingyun Ziyu Fashion."
Supervisor He from the headquarters procurement department of Hongye Information replied, "Su Laiyun? I don't recall that name. Hello, what can I do for you?"
"It's like this. I previously contacted your company's procurement department, Department Ding, hoping to cooperate with your company to provide custom-made high-end work clothes."
Old Su said cautiously, "At that time, Department Ding and I reached a preliminary agreement amicably over the phone. Department Ding then gave me your contact information, and you then dispatched Vice Supervisor Hai to Qingyun for an on-site inspection of our company, after which we would sign the contract."
After hearing Old Su's words—
Supervisor He suddenly realized, "Oh, oh, I remember. Mr. Su, hello, hello. Well, what is it?"
"It's like this."
Knowing that Supervisor He was extremely busy and wouldn't pay attention to a small person like him, Old Su used a very tactful tone to detail how Hai Jufu was taken away by Wei Jinfeng.
He also emphasized the possible cousin relationship between Hai Jufu and Wei Jinfeng.
"Yes, I understand. I'll make a phone call right away to inquire with Vice Supervisor Hai."
Supervisor He said, "However, if the products of Jin Feng Fashion have no quality issues, and their price is one-third lower than your company's, we will definitely choose Jin Feng Fashion. I believe Mr. Su will have no objections to this, right?"
Compare prices and choose the best option!
Old Su certainly had no objections.
But after smiling and saying goodbye, a wave of bitterness welled up in his heart.
He knew that this business deal was off.
Because Old Su clearly knew that the price of Ziyu Fashion's high-end work clothes was a full third higher than Jin Feng Fashion's comparable quality work clothes.
This one-third was brand premium!
After all, Ziyu Fashion had a brilliant performance at the Sixth Women's Wear Festival, and with his beloved son-in-law's operations, it was considered a brand name.
And Jin Feng Fashion had only been established for a few days, so where was the brand?
"Yu Jie Brand" high-end work clothes would rather lose the business of these ten thousand sets than lower prices.
After all, when his beloved son-in-law built the factory, he intended to follow a brand strategy.
To put it bluntly, he wanted to make money from the brand.
But Supervisor He said they would inspect the quality of the work clothes before considering the price.
Work clothes, no matter how high-end, are still work clothes!
And work clothes happen to be the type of clothing where brand is least considered.
"Wei Jinfeng, you're determined to fight me to the death."
Old Su puffed out his cheeks and couldn't help but pick up the phone again to call Lan Mu's mother.
He had to complain about this matter to Lan Mu's mother.
Of course.
Old Su was just venting his frustration and had no other intentions.
Damn it.
This is going too far!
Just you wait, I'm going to find Wei Jinfeng right now!!
As soon as Ning Xiaolan heard this, she exploded.
Before, she had no idea that Wei Jinfeng had bought the neighboring company and established Jin Feng Fashion to compete with Old Su.
Now she knew.
Especially when she learned that Wei Jinfeng had directly intercepted Hai Jufu by leveraging his personal connections, given Lan Mu's mother's fiery temper, how could she tolerate it.
"Xiaolan, there's no point in you looking for him. Xiaolan, Xiaolan?"
Old Su quickly tried to persuade her, but Ning Xiaolan had already ended the call.
"Alas, if I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have told Xiaolan."
Worried that she might cause trouble, Old Su quickly put down the receiver and rushed out of the office.
He wanted to find his beloved son-in-law to persuade Ning Xiaolan together.
But he remembered that he had already "transformed" and couldn't rely on his beloved son-in-law for everything.
Old Su, with his beautiful secretary An Ran, hurried downstairs.
In the Vice President's office.
To be precise, it was in the bathroom.
Dai patted her thigh, and her trembling finally stopped.
The blush on her face gradually faded.
"Dad."
Dai Pai extended her right hand backward, hooked Li Qianfan's back of the head, and said with bewitching eyes, "I only want to carry you for a lifetime, never apart."
This was her heartfelt truth.
It was also an uncontrollable instinct.
Only when she was carrying Li Qianfan did the restless feeling of her blood surging and the urge to get a nosebleed whenever she thought of him subside.
In fact.
Dai Pai also knew very well that this was all influenced by 209.
But she genuinely liked this feeling of combining love and lust to the highest degree.
Li Qianfan was the same.
When he came to find Vice President Dai, he had intended to discuss work matters and then go to a restaurant for lunch together.
But as soon as he entered—
Vice President Dai, who had just finished her work, eagerly dragged him into the bathroom.
There was, of course, a lounge in the Vice President's office.
But Vice President Dai specifically liked the bathroom.
Standing in front of the mirror, hands resting on the washbasin, looking at her beloved in the mirror.
She hummed softly, her body swaying enchantingly.
She felt more intoxicated than in the bathroom.
"What time is it? The restaurant doors are probably closed by now."
Li Qianfan brushed a strand of hair from her shoulder, checked the time on his phone.
Yo.
An hour and a half had passed without him realizing it.
In another ten minutes, it would be afternoon office hours.
He felt ashamed of his own absurdity—
His phone suddenly rang.
It was Old Su: "Beloved son-in-law, quick, someone is going to hit me!!"