PFC Chapter 169 The Purpose of the Business Trip
Chapter 169 The Purpose of the Business Trip
Airport in Country M.
After a ten-hour flight, the plane finally landed slowly.
A thin chill lingered in the air, and the sky was shrouded in a misty haze of dark clouds. As soon as I got off the plane, I could feel a chill.
Tan Qing pulled her suitcase with one hand and rubbed her temples with the other. "Don't you really need to go back to the hotel and rest first? There's a twelve-hour time difference."
They set off at midday, flew for more than ten hours, and landed at midday. They hadn't rested for nearly twenty hours, and Tan Qing felt his temples throbbing and his mind going blank.
He's getting old, after all, and can't compare to a strong and healthy young man.
The strong and robust young man Xie Qingyu had his trench coat draped over his arm and wore sunglasses. With a sharp jaw, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist, he looked like he could walk the runway and was radiant.
"It's okay, Brother Qing. You should go back and rest. Get a good night's sleep to adjust to the time difference and recharge. I have a meeting scheduled for this afternoon, so I'll go back tonight."
Hearing this, Tan Qing was not surprised. After all these years, President Gu seemed to always be so energetic, as if he never got tired.
However, he suddenly noticed that President Gu seemed a little different today than when he last met him.
"Mr. Gu, I feel like you seem... um... have you gained a little weight?"
Xie Qingyu raised an eyebrow. "Hmm? Is it that obvious?"
He raised his hand and touched his jawline.
It hurts my hand.
It is still very sharp.
Peace of mind.
With good food at home and his sister, his appetite is even better; gaining only five pounds is already a blessing from heaven.
But it's okay, he'll lose weight quickly after eating white food abroad for a few days.
Even his daughter doesn't like the food here.
Remembering this, Xie Qingyu immediately took out his phone and video-called Xie Yan to let her know he was safe.
He walked a few meters away, leaving Tan Qing behind.
The phone rang for a while before being answered, and Xie Yan's smiling eyes appeared on the screen, "You've gotten off the plane?"
"Yeah, I just got off the plane and haven't even left the airport yet, so I just wanted to let you know I've arrived."
Xie Qingyu glanced at the surroundings across the street; it was dimly lit and not very spacious, nothing like his luxurious villa. "You're not home? Where are we?"
Xie Yan glanced at Zhou Panpan, who was driving, and then tucked her earphones in tighter. "It's a bit late from the company dinner, and my colleague is driving me home. It's raining in Beicheng, and Xiaohua is still sleeping in the yard. I'm worried she's cold and hungry..."
"Oh, it's thick-skinned and won't get wet in the rain. Be careful driving in the rain, and text me when you get home."
"Okay, you should get some rest right after you get off the plane."
"Ok."
After a brief phone call, Xie Qingyu turned around and found that Tan Qing was still waiting not far away.
Tan Qing was holding a cup of triple espresso she had just bought from a chain coffee shop at the airport. It seemed she wasn't planning to go back to rest and was going straight to work with Xie Qingyu.
Xie Qingyu was moved but refused.
After all, he has the support of the system, so his physical and mental strength is naturally strong. Why should he let a tired middle-aged man in his late thirties or early forties suffer with him?
Tan Qing was unaware that his boss, Mr. Gu, had already given him the nickname "Tired Uncle" when Xie Qingyu impatiently pushed him and his suitcase into the car, saying, "I told you I can manage on my own. You're too old for that, so you should rest."
"........."
The fragile heart of a weary old man was quietly shattered at this moment.
After seeing Tan Qing off, Xie Qingyu appeared in a commercial building in the western part of the city an hour later.
This is the commercial heart of H City, situated on the coast with an excellent view. Looking into the distance, it seems that the sea and sky meet, and the sunlight pours down through the dissipating dark clouds, making the sea sparkle like a starry sky.
Several people were sitting in the spacious office. Xie Qingyu stared expressionlessly at the foreigners with high noses and deep-set eyes opposite him.
Time ticked by, and the person opposite him stared at the contract in his hand, his brows furrowed so deeply they could have trapped a fly.
Finally, one of the bearded men looked up, his tone filled with the superiority complex of white people, but his tone was exaggeratedly angry, as if his authority had been challenged and he was furious.
"How dare you! You want 55% of the shares!! You even dare to interfere in our country's healthcare system!!"
Xie Qingyu, sitting on the sofa with his sleeves rolled up at his elbows and arms crossed, replied with a forced smile, his expression unchanged.
“I just want to invest in the James family’s private hospital. Secondly, you were the ones who proposed the cooperation in the first place, and you have not given up even after I refused. So I’m here today. Since you are so unwilling, then forget it.”
After saying that, Xie Qingyu immediately stood up, took two steps over, snatched the contract, and was about to leave.
Seeing this, the bearded man quickly went over and blocked the door again, using his fat and tall body to cover most of the door.
Xie Qingyu looked at him coldly and said, "Get out of my way."
As a member of the James family and one of the company's top executives, the bearded man swore that no one had ever told him to "get out"!
He was so angry that his neck turned red, but in the end he could only manage to utter a sentence: "Let them discuss it some more."
The Asian man in the beige trench coat glanced at the time calmly and said, "I'll give you fifteen minutes."
Xie Qingyu sat back down, casually flipping through a magazine in his hand, his expression unusually cold, as if the magazine between his fingers was not a business plan worth billions.
Damn it, I really don't know which planet these high-fashion clothes in fashion magazines are for, they're definitely not for Earthlings.
Earthlings can get rheumatism.
Just then, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I took it out and saw a photo I had just taken.
The photo shows a wet, spotted pig eating its meal.
I'm home. I fed Xiaohua some leftovers from lunch.
Xie Qingyu looked at the leftover rice in the bowl, swallowed hard, and realized he was actually hungry.
Such delicious fried rice is better given to him than to Xiaohua.
Perhaps this everyday beauty was too dreamlike, for his eyes suddenly darkened, and his other hand unconsciously clenched tightly.
His power was still too weak, and this happy life was too fragile.
Although Xie Qingyu's production company has amassed a fortune and gained great fame over the years, and he was once among the top on the rich list, so what?
He had nothing but money.
In Beicheng and even nationwide, his influence is no match for Shen Yan's. Future Group's industries, from real estate to electronic technology, have densely occupied most of the people's livelihood market, and now they are even receiving implicit official support, making them unstoppable.
His enterprise is so large that it cannot be compared to an entertainment production company.
Moreover, judging from Shen Yan's previous habit of stalking Xie Qingyu, he still hasn't given up.
Now that Xie Yan is alive and well, Xie Qingyu has to consider more things. He is afraid that Xie Yan might be haunted by that persistent ghost again one day.
The overseas market, which he hadn't originally paid much attention to, has now become a promising avenue.
In capitalist countries in Europe and America, everything is geared towards capital, with the upper class controlling everything, including prestigious private universities, private hospitals, and even private prisons and armies.
Here, if you have money, there's nothing you can't buy.
Coincidentally, Xie Qingyu had no shortage of money.
He is now about to establish a partnership with the James family, whose businesses span various industries, and gain a foothold here.
At that time, he could bring Xie Yan to settle down here, completely away from that pervert, and never see her again in this lifetime.