Pello, on the one hand, was trying to gauge Su Ziceng’s thoughts, and on the other, unconsciously made suggestions that would be more beneficial to Su Ziceng’s developnt, "You know, the more you take from others, the harder it will be to free yourself from their constraints." Both Pello and Su Ziceng had profound experience with this.
Pello and Wen Maixue had ford such a relationship. When Pello had just ended his sailor career and went on to study at London University, he faced financial difficulties. It was Wen Maixue, then the representative of the student mutual assistance society, who generously helped him out of his predicant.
After the incident of Wen Maixue’s kidnapping, he risked his life to rescue her from the hands of Shang Yin and his disciples. Originally, he hoped that by virtue of that life-saving grace, he could repay all of Wen Maixue’s kindness, but in the end, it was Wen Maixue who took a knife for him. A scar on her left shoulder remained, one that would never fade, and he promised that after he had avenged all his grudges, he would marry her.
All of this was lurking in Pello’s mind, while Su Ziceng on the other end of the phone was completely unaware.
"Understood," Su Ziceng’s voice coated with joy, "Pello, you truly are my lucky star."
"The feeling is mutual," Pello sat in his office at Kelly Won’s College, his desk opened the wooden box in front of him, inside the P210 shining brightly.
After bidding goodnight, they each hung up the phone.
As midnight approached, the old clock at West Lake dutifully struck twelve. Inside Kelly Won’s College, the campus was eerily quiet, the smiling faces of female students from dayti were no longer to be seen.
The next day at the Su Family’s dining table, Su Qingzhang eagerly flipped through the newspaper. Besides the evening newspaper that failed to report the latest news, the newly published morning paper had various reports of different lengths.
"Even the Huaxia Daily has a report on the Subi Auction," Su Qingzhang was pleased to find an article on the third page of Huaxia Daily, "Private Enterprises on the Southeast Coast Uncover New Business."
Compared to Su Qingzhang’s joy, the faces of several other mbers of the Su Family who ca down one after another were not so good.
Due to Yang Wuxu smoking too much last night, she coughed severely in the middle of the night, and the child in her belly kicked a few tis, causing a cramp in her calf that kept her awake until dawn.
Chang Chi, too, looked as though she had not slept through the night. Although she had so make-up on, her face still looked pale.
Compared to them, Chang i and Su Ziceng looked quite well. Once everyone was seated, Su Qingzhang closed the newspaper.
"Yesterday’s auction went very well, everyone worked hard," Su Qingzhang added emphasis, nodding towards Su Ziceng. This was the first ti Su Qingzhang had shown appreciation for sothing Su Ziceng had done, and Su Ziceng felt a warmth inside.
Chang Chi humd from her nose and looked at Chang i; no matter how well things were done, once Christie’s Company invested, wouldn’t everything still be handed over?
Not long after Su Qingzhang’s praise, he reverted to his usual style, "You all must be aware that Christie’s Company has made an offer to invest. I think this is a great opportunity."
The rest felt that Su Qingzhang’s decision was reasonable, so none of them spoke up, except Su Ziceng, who slowed her movents.
She was holding a freshly baked croissant, very fresh, but it didn’t taste as delicious biting it now. Su Ziceng understood well that her next words would break the calm at the dining table, "Father, you must rember that before Chang Chi and I took over the Subi Auction, you had promised if any of us prevailed, then from then on, Subi matters would be managed by the victorious party."
Chang Chi put her knife and fork down and glared at Su Ziceng, unwilling to admit out loud, "I have not lost."
Sitting to the right of Su Qingzhang, Yang Wuxu glanced at the indifferent Chang i, cried out "Ouch," pulled Su Qingzhang’s hand to her belly to indicate the baby had kicked again. She had a smile on her face and added, "Isn’t it obvious that she has lost?" but her eyes were staring straight at Chang i.
While caressing Yang Wuxu’s belly, Su Qingzhang recalled and replied, "I did say that. This ti, Ziceng did well. Xiao Chi, you have lost."
Hearing Su Qingzhang say so, Chang Chi could only stare desperately at her breakfast and fell silent.
Seeing her daughter oppressed by both Yang Wuxu and Su Ziceng, Chang i slightly lifted her eyes, "Xiao Chi is willing to accept the loss, but Ziceng, don’t you plan to accept Christie’s investnt invitation?"
At the dining table, several pairs of eyes converged on Su Ziceng. The croissant, still clutched in Su Ziceng’s hand and sared with butter, looked more like a horn waiting to be sounded.
"Secretary Chang really understands well," said Su Ziceng with a tone dripping with irony, yet speaking the truth. Su Qing was her biological father, and Yang Wuxu was her good friend, but neither had noticed her objections to this matter, only Chang i had detected her sentints upon sitting at the table.
"Don’t get ahead of yourself just because you’ve tasted a bit of sweetness once," said Su Qing, withdrawing the hand from Yang Wuxu’s belly, impatiently gesturing with his hand.
"If we agree to Christie’s investnt, it ans that last night’s auction will be the last of its kind," Su Ziceng bit into the croissant. The bread, now hard, was sowhat difficult to swallow, but the taste quickly swept over her taste buds again.
A brief silence. Indeed, the auction model abroad is very mature. "To imitate soone else’s model is like a photocopy, and soon Subi will beco a vassal of Christie’s, bland and featureless, not even a na change would be noticed by then." Su Ziceng did understand Su Qingzhang well; his managent of the Su Family definitely had a very clear personal style.
Under Su Qingzhang’s leadership, the style of the Su Family could be described only as domineering, and under the leadership of Su Ziceng, how Subi should be characterized... (To be continued. If you like this work, welco to Qidian (qidian) to cast your recomndation ticket and monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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