Chapter 193: We're Just College Classmates

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After hearing the price Zheng Qian quoted them, Cui Ziqing and Cui Jinghui had question marks all over their faces.

The production process for these wines was simple. The three Sommeliers had previously mentioned that it didn't seem to involve complex craftsmanship; it was just a matter of unique techniques and climatic conditions.

As for transportation costs, that went without saying.

Qianhe Group was primarily in the shipping business, and its subsidiary, Zhengxin Shipyard, owned over 40 ten-thousand-ton cargo ships; it was nothing more than burning some fuel money.

The price Zheng Qian offered was difficult for the two of them to accept.

Cui Ziqing did a quick calculation in her mind.

If the Cui Family wanted to switch entirely to Maldives wine, the price would have to be on par with Red Rose to attract customers.

Moreover, by doing so, the Cui Family's lifeline would be completely in Zheng Qian's hands. Once Zheng Qian stopped supplying, the Cui Family wouldn't be able to open for business. He could raise prices wave after wave, forcing the Cui Family to keep paying high prices to order Maldives wine.

The Cui Family wasn't the only one in the entertainment industry in Yezhou; there were others. If they didn't do it, someone else would, and by then, the Cui Family would be completely controlled by Zheng Qian.

If they didn't agree to Zheng Qian's price, then once Yezhou was filled with Red Rose, the only thing awaiting the Cui Family would be a dead end.

By then, it wouldn't be about negotiating wine orders, but about coming to Zheng Qian to discuss how much these bars belonging to the Cui Family were still worth.

Being controlled or waiting for death.

A choice between two.

"President Zheng, the price you mentioned is too high. I'm afraid I can't make the decision."

"How about this? I will go back and report to the head of the family. After we discuss it, we will give you a concrete answer. Does that work for you?"

Faced with this option, although Cui Ziqing had been fully authorized to represent the family in negotiating cooperation with Zheng Qian, she didn't dare to make a decision on the spot.

Whoa!

Something even Cui Ziqing couldn't decide on?

Shi Yuzhu and Song Qingli, standing to the side, hadn't actually fully understood.

But hearing Cui Ziqing say that at the end, they realized how big the matter being discussed between the two parties was.

"As you wish," Zheng Qian said indifferently.

He had previously sent Xia Xixi to the Maldives, where she found many local farmhouse winemakers and offered them an irresistible price to buy the recipes they held.

After returning to the country, he used "Xunnidi" as the brand name for the wine and applied for an international patent, which had now been approved.

The distribution rights and pricing power were all in Zheng Qian's hands. Whatever price he said, that was the price.

This was the power of being the brand owner.

Take it or leave it; no one is begging you to take it.

This was Zheng Qian's confidence.

After the meeting adjourned, Zheng Qian called a designated driver for Shi Yuzhu, and then selected a new receptionist to take Song Qingli home.

Zheng Qian had drunk a lot of wine and slept until three in the afternoon that day before waking up groggily.

There was a note left by Jin Lu at the head of the bed: "You threw up a lot yesterday. I hung some clean clothes for you at the foot of the bed. I'm a bit busy today. Love you."

Below it was a red heart.

It looked like a child's doodle.

After reading it, Zheng Qian felt a warmth in his heart.

The feeling of being thought of by someone was quite nice.

After washing up and eating something, it was already nearly five o'clock by the time Zheng Qian arrived at the company.

"President Zheng..."

"What's the matter?"

Just as Zheng Qian arrived at the company building, he was stopped by Xia Xixi.

"Did something happen?"

"It's nothing major. It's just that this morning, a girl came to the company saying she wanted to talk to you about something. I let her wait in the conference room, but I didn't expect you to come so late today."

"Has she left already?" Zheng Qian asked. He didn't think it was a big deal; if his guess was correct, it should be Cui Ziqing giving him an answer.

"She hasn't left yet. She has been sitting there from eight in the morning until now without even drinking a sip of water."

"I suspect she has some important matter to discuss with you, so I hurried to let you know."

Zheng Qian walked to the conference room and looked inside through the glass.

Lu Shanshan?

It was Zhong Xiaoyao who had received Lu Shanshan in the morning. She had originally thought she was a client, but she didn't expect her to wait from eight in the morning until five in the afternoon without even drinking a sip of water.

Xia Xixi probably figured it out.

It must be some wildflower Zheng Qian had picked outside, most likely accidentally pregnant, coming to Zheng Qian to demand an explanation.

Under normal circumstances, Zheng Qian wouldn't come to the company in the morning unless he was particularly busy; otherwise, he would only come after noon.

Or he simply wouldn't come at all.

Who would have thought that Zheng Qian would only show up when it was almost time to get off work.

Could he be deliberately avoiding that girl?

Xia Xixi felt she was quite pitiful, so she went over several times to chat with her. However, other than being able to see some sorrow between the girl's brows, she didn't reveal a single word.

"That girl isn't having it easy. Whatever money she asks for, just pay her obediently. Otherwise, if she sues you later, the trouble will be even greater."

Zheng Qian: ???

Did you misunderstand something?

Why does it seem like Zheng Qian has suddenly become a father, and Lu Shanshan is looking for compensation?

"Don't misunderstand, she is just my college classmate."

"Heh, men!" Xia Xixi snorted coldly.

Zheng Qian had money now, so he couldn't resist flirting with the goddess he had dreamed of but could never attain before, and then didn't take precautions and got her pregnant, right?

"??? What are you imagining again? I am not that kind of person."

Zheng Qian thought to himself, forget it, no need to explain; this kind of thing just gets darker the more you describe it.

"I'll go see what's going on."

Zheng Qian walked into the conference room.

"Lu Shanshan?" Zheng Qian knocked on the conference room glass.

Lu Shanshan was holding a cup of hot water, her body curled up on the chair.

Upon seeing Zheng Qian, she immediately stood up, but due to sitting for a long time, her legs had gone numb, and she fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Seeing this, Zheng Qian rushed over to help her up.

"Be careful. I heard you were here since morning. I was busy until very late last night, so I came quite late today."

"If you have anything, you can send me a message. I will reply once I see it."

Zheng Qian stepped forward to support Lu Shanshan. Her snow-white arms were soft, and a faint, fresh fragrance wafted towards his nose.

Lu Shanshan had once thought about sending Zheng Qian a message.

But the two of them had never added each other's contact information at all!

There was only a class group chat that nobody ever spoke in.

She had already thought about it; as a director of Qianhe Group, asking Zheng Qian to help with her family's matters should be fine, right?

The company belonging to Lu Shanshan's family was in a moment of crisis. If Zheng Qian was willing to help, she would be eternally grateful.

It was better to come and talk to Zheng Qian about this matter in person; it seemed more sincere.

Knock, knock, knock.

Xia Xixi knocked on the door.

She reminded him from the doorway: "President Zheng, before getting off work later, President Chen needs to hold a summary meeting here. Why don't you invite this young lady to your office to talk?"

"Oh, okay, sure."

"Then let's go. I'll support you. Whatever the matter is, we can talk about it in my office."

Zheng Qian supported Lu Shanshan, whose legs were numb. Her steps were unsteady, and they walked little by little toward Zheng Qian's office.

Heh!

Scumbag!

Her legs are numb, and he still doesn't forget to take advantage of her!

And he calls her a college classmate!

Who would believe that!