Chapter 29 Madam, you owe me a favor this time.

Xian Si was taken aback.

This "Shen Group" rose to prominence overnight four years ago and has developed very rapidly. It is now one of the top companies in Jiangcheng.

Moreover, in the past year, the "Shen family" has been at odds with the "Bo family" on several projects.

For example, in the recent "relocation and reconstruction of the textile factory" project, "Shen's" also participated in the bidding.

"Chairwoman Sang, I'm so sorry this time. From now on, I'll do my best whenever you need me." Yang Zhao knew he was in the wrong and was also aware of Sang Yuwan's methods. Faced with this situation, he could only humbly beg for forgiveness.

Sang Yuwan smiled lightly, but her smile concealed a sharp edge. "I wouldn't dare use someone like President Yang."

Yang Zhao shivered, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply to her, saying, "Chairwoman Sang, I'm sorry."

After saying that, he fled as if he were escaping.

Minglang stopped him at the door. "Did my wife let you leave?"

Yang Zhao's legs went weak with fear. "Chairman Sang, I'm so sorry, this is really true..."

Sang Yuwan said coldly, "Minglang."

Minglang glared at Yang Zhao with resentment and shouted angrily, "Get out!"

Yang Zhao opened the door to the private room and left through gritted teeth.

Xian Si sat down next to Sang Yuwan, feeling a little uneasy. "Madam, how about I contact the 'Shen family' and see if they can sell it to us?"

"Heh. No need." Sang Yuwan's lips curled into a cold smile, like a fleeting, mysterious, and unfathomable epiphyllum blooming in the dead of night.

Minglang strode over, his eyes blazing with anger. "This Shen Qianjie is getting bolder and bolder. Madam, I'll take some men to teach him a lesson right now."

"All this fighting and killing all day long, I really don't know why Master Ming would assign you to Madam?" Xian Si frowned.

Minglang scratched the back of his head. "Of course, it's because I'm good at martial arts and extremely loyal to my wife..."

"Alright," Sang Yuwan interrupted the two.

Xian Si paused, then asked in confusion, "Madam, how did Shen Qianjie know we were going to acquire 'Xinyu'? Besides, 'Shen Group' has its own entertainment company with a market value much higher than 'Xinyu', so there's absolutely no need for them to spend so much money to acquire it."

Sang Yuwan's heart sank, and a bold idea popped into her head. She took a breath and calmed herself down, "Let's eat."

Upon hearing this, Xiansi and Minglang dared not utter another word.

The acquisition fell through, but Sang Yuwan's mood didn't seem to be affected much, and her appetite was much better than in the past few days.

drop--

Sang Yuwan's phone vibrated.

She took it out and saw that Mingzhan had sent her a photo.

On the banks of the Seine, a tall, handsome man stood ramrod straight, hands in his pockets. Even in simple sportswear, his air of nobility was undeniable.

"Wan'er, the competition is about to start. Take care. Wait for me to come back."

Deep longing lingers in the corners of her eyes and between the lines.

The stillness of the evening lake stirred, rippling outwards in concentric circles. Her eyelashes fluttered, a thousand thoughts weighing on her mind, before she uttered a single reply.

"Second brother, keep going! We're waiting for your triumphant return."

"good."

Sang Yuwan did not reply again.

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After lunch, Sang Yu took a short rest at Yunyan Pavilion before heading to the construction site in the south of the city.

Her phone kept ringing during the conversation.

Apart from Ning Wanzhen, all the other phone numbers were work-related.

Such intense activity made Minglang and Xiansi feel sorry for them.

Everyone thinks that sitting in a high position means you can do whatever you want and have everything you want. But no one understands the hardships involved.

If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Upon arriving at the construction site, Xiansi received an email on her phone. Just as she was about to check it, Sang Yuwan had already gotten out of the car, so she put her phone away.

When the site manager saw Sang Yuwan, he was startled and rushed to her side, "Chairman, hello."

Sang Yuwan glanced ahead, her expression cold. "How's the progress?"

The person in charge replied, "Don't worry, Chairman, we will definitely complete the delivery within the stipulated time."

This construction site is Peking University's branch campus in Jiangcheng.

When the Bo Group took on this project, its primary consideration was not profitability, but rather the fame it would bring after completion.

After all, Kyoto University is the top university in the country. There is no other.

Minglang brought the safety helmet.

After putting it on, Sang Yuwan followed the person in charge into the construction site.

Two hours passed, and the inspection of the south and north areas was almost complete.

Sang Yuwan was a little tired and said to Minglang, "Go get me something to drink."

Minglang nodded, then quickly ran towards the parking lot.

Xiansi accompanied Sang Yuwan on her inspection of the last area of ​​the day.

Student Activity Center.

Compared to the previous buildings, this one is the slowest to progress, having only reached the twelfth floor.

As Sang Yuwan was about to walk towards the construction passage, a steel pipe suddenly fell from above.

"Madam..." Xuan Si's eyes widened, and she screamed in fright.

A dark shadow flashed past her eyes.

A few seconds later.

With a loud "bang," the steel pipe slammed heavily onto the hard concrete ground, producing a deafening sound.

It was breathtaking, with dust flying everywhere.

A pair of strong arms embraced Sang Yuwan tightly from behind, her broad chest enveloping her. It was as if she were a precious treasure, yet also as if she were imprisoned, unable to move.

The crisp, invigorating scent of pine wood mingled with a hint of bloodiness.

Sang Yuwan's breathing suddenly stopped, and her whole body stiffened.

The site manager and supervisor who accompanied the inspection stood frozen in place, dumbfounded.

Xian Si was trembling all over, one hand pressed hard against her chest, and dialed the emergency number.

“Sang Yuwan…” A deep voice drifted to Sang Yuwan’s ears.

Her heart skipped a beat, pounding as if it would burst out of her chest. "Rong Zhi?"

The man holding her rested his chin on the crook of her neck. His sharp lips seemed to be nibbling at her earlobe, his cool breath almost engulfing her.

Sang Yuwan regained consciousness, her heart pounding. She lowered her voice and said, "Rong Zhi, let go of me!"

"The twilight years..."

"Second Master..."

Sang Yuwan felt a loosening around her waist, and the person behind her seemed to be slowly falling down.

Minglang rushed over, threw down the water glass, and grabbed her. He asked in a panic, "Madam, are you alright?"

Sang Yuwan's lips were cold, and something was pressing on her throat, preventing her from speaking.

The site manager and supervisors seemed to only then realize what was happening and surrounded them.

Sang Yuwan looked at the man lying on the ground, her pupils contracted sharply, she gritted her teeth and shouted at Minglang, "Quick, take Second Master to the hospital."

Minglang handed the things in his hand to Xiansi, "I'll go get the car."

Sang Yuwan knelt down, looking at the man bleeding profusely, her eyes reddening, "Rong Zhi... Second Master..."

Rong Zhi narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Madam, don't worry, you won't die."

His voice was low and slightly hoarse.

It drifted into Sang Yuwan's heart, but it made her heart tighten.

Rong Zhi's eyes were almost closed as he whispered, "Madam, you owe me a favor this time, I..."