The Vice President rejected it directly, “Impossible.”
The Vice President’s surname was Wu, and Jian Hang played the emotional card appropriately, “Mr. Wu, we are not Party A and Party B arguing about conditions. My original intention for asking for financing authority was entirely for the benefit of the Fourth Division. You and I share the same purpose.”
The Vice President said, “To be honest, we have already made an exception by giving the Fourth Division financing authority. Why did we make such an exception? Because we trust you.”
Jian Hang smiled faintly, “Thank you Mr. Wu for your trust. So how much financing limit can you give me?”
Vice President Wu: “… How about this, 120 million.”
Jian Hang didn’t agree or disagree. She said, “I need to use the screen.”
“No problem.” Vice President Wu didn’t know what she was going to do, so he asked someone to turn on the projection equipment.
Zhong Yanyue picked up her coffee and took a few sips. Jian Hang had become the focus of today’s meeting.
Jian Hang put the data model on the big screen. “This is last year’s data. It’s just for reference.”
They couldn’t understand the model because it was too specialized.
Qin Moling could understand it, but his attention was not on the data. He was wondering when she got these accurate industry data.
It had only been a week since he invited her to join Lemeng.
Last time, when they discussed her employment conditions, she came well prepared, and today when they discussed the financing limit, she was still well prepared.
Qin Moling tilted his head to look at the big screen. From Jian Hang’s angle, she saw a purple-red kiss mark on his neck. His black shirt had two buttons open. When he didn’t tilt his head, the kiss mark was covered by the collar, but as soon as he tilted his head, it was very obvious.
Jian Hang reached for her phone and sent him a message: [Mr. Qin, do up one more button of your shirt.]
Qin Moling’s phone vibrated. It was a message from her. He clicked it.
After reading it, he raised his hand in small, smooth movement and placed his hand on his collar, fastening a button with one hand. However, when he raised his hand, the scratch on his wrist was also exposed, and he tugged his cuff down again.
One was caused by her scratching, and the other was caused by her biting.
He glanced at Jian Hang. She was seriously negotiating for financing quota with the Vice President, and yet she was able to send him a message at the same time.
Jian Hang looked at her laptop and said, “I have to do big data analysis on hundreds of industries every year to see which industries are worth investing in and which ones must be exited in time. It’s not just the data of your traditional beverage industry. But I did pay more attention to the beverage industry at the beginning of the year.”
She didn’t need to elaborate on the reason for her concern; they understood.
Since she and Qin Moling got married, she naturally paid more attention to the beverage industry.
Qin Moling suddenly remembered that she had said before that Tan Moxing was suitable to endorse the Fourth Division’s products.
He thought at the time that she was just talking nonsense, but it turned out that she had been paying attention to Lemeng.
Jian Hang clicked the top row of numbers with her mouse. “These data are an important reference for investment. If I were a venture capital firm, I would not invest in Lemeng. Lemeng’s management team is not good and it is not worth investing in.”
Several directors: “…”
She didn’t give them any face at all.
Jian Hang returned to the point, “I’m asking for 400 million, but that doesn’t mean that we have to raise that much money. Maybe 50 million is enough. Whether it will be needed or not is one thing, but I need to be able to raise it if needed.”
Lemeng was not short of money, but it would not give more to the Fourth Division. It would lean towards investing money in the other more profitable Divisions. But to make more money, the regular funds Lemeng allocated to the Four Divisions were simply not enough.
She heard that the expenses of Fourth Division for the third quarter had just been cut.
The Fourth Division could only rely on themselves.
The financing amount could not be less than 200 million yuan. If it was lower, the Fourth Division would not be able to operate.
The directors were intimidated by this professional model, and because they could not understand it, they thought it was very advanced.
It was up to Qin Moling to decide how much the quota should be. As long as it was not too outrageous, they wouldn’t object.
Qin Moling now understood why Jian Hang wanted to show them such professional-looking things—just confuse a few directors and get them to agree.
It has always been like this at the negotiation table. Whoever could fool the other party and suppress them psychologically would be the winner.
Jian Hang turned off the laptop and said, “President Qin, I will also take a step back and ask you to give us a financing limit of 200 million yuan.”
Qin Moling looked at the directors around him. None of them objected. He finally said, “I will give you this limit. But I will have the final approval on the financing process.”
Jian Hang thought about it for a few seconds and said, “Okay.”
The rice supply for the Fourth Division was solved; they were no longer in danger of starving to death.
The meeting lasted another half an hour before it was adjourned.
Qin Moling walked slowly and waited for her in front.
Jian Hang caught up with him in a few steps, “Anything else?”
Qin Moling looked at her and asked, “Will you have lunch with me?”
“No, I have an appointment to eat at the first canteen.”
She made a lunch appointment with someone on her first day at work. Qin Moling didn’t ask who it was, but the person should be from Fourth Division.
Jian Hang asked, “What time should I go to your office to see you?”
Lemeng has a one and half-hour break at noon, from 11:30 to 1:00.
She would go to him to play a game on his phone. Qin Moling said calmly, “12:10.”
Jian Hang said, “I’ll be there on time.”
It was already 11:35, and Liao Yongmei sent her a message: [Come to the canteen directly, I got the meal ready.]
Jian Hang went straight to the first cafeteria with her laptop.
… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com
In the first cafeteria today, almost everyone did the same thing: glancing to the left side of the hall from time to time, all looking at Jian Hang.
While looking, they discussed her in low voices with their companions.
Some people didn’t know who she was and thought she was a new beauty in some Division, so they were asking around secretly.
Such a high level of cold and beautiful woman was quite rare. The main thing was that her figure was more attractive than her face.
Xiao Fan suddenly laughed while eating.
Her companion was puzzled, “What are you laughing at?”
Xiao Fan said with a smile, “I will have a beautiful boss to look at every day. If I don’t laugh, should I cry?”
“Fuck…” He was so excited that he couldn’t control himself and blurted out swear words, “She’s the boss’s wife?” He lowered his voice when he spoke the last two words.
Xiao Fan nodded. She was the secretary of the General Manager of Fourth Division. After Yu Ming left, she was idle for a while. She thought every day about who her next boss would be and what his temper would be like. The more she thought about it, the more worried she became.
She never thought that it would be the lady boss of Lemeng. It didn’t matter whether she was the lady boss or not. The most important thing was that she was extremely good-looking. Xiao Fan was unabashedly a face lover.
Marriage First, Love Later translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com
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Chapter 52.3 — Just the Game, Not Him
Chapter 53.1 — Hug
Chapter 53.2 — Hug



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