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Zhang Qiang was right, if I went to negotiate with the Shi Family, success wasn't guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Huang Qin fell silent.

Seeing this, a glint of satisfaction flashed in Zhang Qiang's eyes, quietly waiting for her response.

Huang Qin lowered her eyes, staring at the distant lawn, her turbulent emotions hidden from view.

In the distance, where the sea t the sky, clouds slowly stacked up, dividing the once clear sky into patches of light and shadow.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught Zhang Qiang's smug smile, like a thorn piercing her heart.

Outsiders only saw her company thriving, with its glass-walled headquarters standing tall in the city's most bustling district, but no one knew that the core business had long hit a bottleneck.

The stockpiled goods in the warehouse had beco a hot potato, and cash flow was already strained to the limit.

In last month's ergency board eting, the financial statents stung her eyes painfully.

If they didn't transform soon, in less than two years, this company into which she had poured years of effort might beco a market discard.

The Little Gate Island cultural tourism project was like the last straw for a drowning person.

She originally planned to rely on her years of friendship with the Shi Family, even if it ant giving up most of the profits, to squeeze into this capital feast.

But the reality Zhang Qiang presented shattered her illusions like a heavy hamr.

She knew all too well the tactics of this new figure in the business world—warm and generous on the surface, vengeful beneath. In last year's port bid, a company had been nearly bankrupted for refusing his "cooperation invitation," secretly squeezed out by alliances with other companies.

"What's President Huang hesitating about?" Zhang Qiang's voice ca closer with a warm breath. Before she could react, an arm slling of cologne had wrapped around her shoulders again.

He tightened his grip slightly, creasing the fabric of his sports jacket, "Tonight's dinner is just regular interaction, President Huang, no need to worry."

Huang Qin frowned slightly, her expression unpleasant.

She could feel the pressure from his palm, clearly a silent warning directed at her.

Just when she was in a dilemma, footsteps approached with the rhythmic tapping of a golf club on the ground.

"President Huang, I've practiced almost enough." Li Jing's voice was clear like the warm sun on a winter day.

His gaze swept over Zhang Qiang's hand on Huang Qin's shoulder, his eyebrow slightly raised, "But I'd still like so pointers on a few moves."

Huang Qin felt like a great weight had been lifted, leveraging to free herself, she quickly walked over, her hair brushing Li Jing's drooping sleeve.

Li Jing naturally handed the golf club to her.

At the mont their fingers touched, she felt an inexplicable sense of reassurance, following him obediently to the teeing area.

"President Li, President Huang and I have an important project to discuss."

At this, Zhang Qiang's voice suddenly turned cold, "For golf lessons, just find the coach here."

He raised his wrist to glance at his watch, looking at Huang Qin's back, "President Huang, better think it through, opportunities don't wait."

Li Jing turned his head, gazing at him calmly, "What project?"

His gaze moved between Huang Qin's uneasy expression and Zhang Qiang's assertive deanor, understanding a bit more.

Before Huang Qin could speak, Zhang Qiang had already chuckled lightly, "Tianhai is over a thousand miles away from Hai Province, President Li should focus on his own business."

Saying this, he deliberately leaned closer to Huang Qin, lowering his voice, "President Huang, my patience is limited. Tonight at eight, top floor of the Peninsula Hotel, won't wait for you if you're late."

On one side was a key project for the survival of her company, on the other was an almost coercive invitation, while Li Jing's questioning gaze only added to the chaos in Huang Qin's heart.

From afar ca the roar of waves crashing against the rocks, as if urging her to make a decision.

After a mont's thought, Huang Qin's eyelids trembled as she lifted her head, a forced smile tugging at her lips, her eyes betraying a hint of helplessness and conflict.

She looked at Li Jing, her tone carrying an apology, "President Li, I'm really sorry today, this project is indeed crucial for our company.

I previously underestimated the urgency of the project, if it weren't for President Zhang's reminder today, I might have delayed handling it a few more days, and by then, we might really miss the cooperation opportunity."

She bit her lower lip gently, continuing with a hint of apology, "How about this, President Li, you practice first, I'll imdiately get the best coach here to guide you, and arrange for soone to send you back after.

Once the project settles down, I'll definitely host a proper dinner to apologize to you."

Finishing, she offered another apologetic smile, with an almost undetectable trace of resignation.

Turning to face Zhang Qiang, her tone was steady yet distant, "President Zhang, I indeed have other matters to handle tonight, but I can join for dinner, we can discuss the project in detail.

However, I won't be able to stay for after-dinner night snacks or walks, I hope you understand."

Zhang Qiang's mouth curved into a aningful smile, his eyes flashing a glimr of success:

"Alright, President Huang, don't worry, I definitely won't take up too much of your ti."

Although Huang Qin refused the post-dinner activities, to Zhang Qiang, as long as he could get her to et at his friend's restaurant, it was already half a victory.

After all, in that familiar environnt, he had enough ans to control the situation.

As Huang Qin walked towards Zhang Qiang, Li Jing's brow furrowed tightly.

He clearly caught the smug smile on Zhang Qiang's face and the unconcealed disdain in his gaze towards himself, causing a bit of discomfort to rise within him.

He stepped forward and said, "President Huang, I've also got a cultural tourism investnt project recently in Hai Province, are you looking to do cultural tourism? Perhaps we could cooperate."

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