Chapter 317 - 294: Uncle, How About Another Prediction?
Chapter 317: Chapter 294: Uncle, How About Another Prediction?
Ning Ruoxi set down the lipstick and admired her handiwork. She couldn’t help but let out a giggle.
But just as she was about to take a picture of Ye Ling with her phone, a shutter clicked, and Ye Ling suddenly opened his eyes.
"Little Fox Demon, what are you doing?" Ye Ling grumbled.
"Eek!"
Ning Ruoxi jumped, stammering, "N-nothing... I was just..."
"Just what?" Ye Ling raised an eyebrow, pulling her directly into his arms.
"I just thought you looked really handsome, so I wanted to take a picture," Ning Ruoxi said, blinking her eyes as she tried to talk her way out of it.
"Did you get the picture?" Ye Ling asked.
"Got it!" Ning Ruoxi nodded obediently. "We should get up! We can’t sleep in; it’s a bad habit."
Ye Ling was speechless. ’Does this girl take me for an idiot?’
’Besides, how am *I* the one sleeping in?’
But seeing the cute look on her face, the corners of her lips curled into a slight smile, Ye Ling didn’t dwell on it. He just sighed and got out of bed.
’It would be a crime not to spoil such an adorable girlfriend, wouldn’t it?’
’As long as she’s happy!’
...
Ye Ling had just finished breakfast when he received a call from the Imperial Capital.
"The Imperial Capital?"
Ye Ling’s eyebrows twitched. He thought for a moment, had a good idea of who it was, and answered the call.
"Young Master Ye, this is Huang Wenwen. We met at the auto show the other day." A rather sweet female voice came from the other end of the line.
’So it was the blonde girl.’
"You people aren’t very efficient, are you? It’s been a day or two. Did you only just get my information?" Ye Ling said with a soft chuckle.
The corner of Huang Wenwen’s mouth twitched on the other end of the line. ’This man is infuriating.’
"Young Master Ye, I have already consulted my superiors. If you are willing to grant us partner status, we can help facilitate your company’s development..."
Huang Wenwen paused for a moment before continuing, "However, the specific details are beyond my authority. So, I was hoping to ask if you would be willing to meet with my superior to discuss this further?"
Ye Ling’s eyebrows twitched, and a faint smile touched his lips.
He wasn’t surprised that someone from a higher echelon wanted to meet him.
The significance of Tianxin Technology Company was simply too great; it symbolized whether Xia Country’s corporations could break the monopoly held by Western financial consortiums in the chip industry.
’After all, if a company like this wasn’t enough to get the attention of the top brass, what kind of company would?’
’To put it another way, if the top brass didn’t notice a company like this... Ye Ling truly wanted to ask, were their eyes just for decoration?’
"We can meet to discuss it, but on one condition: we only talk about a business partnership," Ye Ling stated his demand.
’He had to be cautious when dealing with these bigwigs.’
’Although part of his motivation for creating Tianxin Technology Company was to strike a blow for Xia Country’s corporations, he didn’t want anyone forcing that role upon him.’
’He would do it of his own volition, but he hated being ordered to. That would just feel suffocating.’
"Uhm... We can agree to that. Strictly a business partnership." Huang Wenwen hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
Ye Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, noticing a small detail.
’She had paused, but that hesitation felt deliberate. And she had agreed far too readily...’
’It didn’t make sense.’
’After all, would a subordinate really have the authority to make that kind of decision on the spot?’
’Almost certainly not.’
The only explanation Ye Ling could think of was that Huang Wenwen and her so-called superior had already discussed this very issue.
"You guys set the time and place, then just send the details to me." With that, Ye Ling decisively hung up.
Listening to the dial tone, the corner of Huang Wenwen’s mouth twitched.
’He just hung up?’
’Of course. That was so Ye Ling.’
"Did he hang up?" a middle-aged man in a suit asked.
The man looked to be in his forties or fifties. He had a square jaw and a resolute expression that gave him an air of immense integrity.
"Yes, Director Dong," Huang Wenwen said with a wry smile. "This Ye Ling... he’s incredibly difficult to deal with."
"I got that impression last time. After all, any man who can remain unmoved in the presence of a beauty like you is really something else." The man known as Director Dong nodded and chuckled softly.
"That damn man is infuriating!" Huang Wenwen couldn’t stop herself from cursing. Realizing who she was with, she quickly added, "I’m sorry, Director Dong, I..."
"It’s alright, it’s alright."
Director Dong waved his hand dismissively. "What did he say at the end?"
"He said we should set the time and place and just send it to him," Huang Wenwen replied, remembering the matter at hand.
"Then set it for tomorrow afternoon. I’ll head to Modu today," Director Dong said immediately.
"Tomorrow? Isn’t that a bit too soon...?" Huang Wenwen said hesitantly.
The journey from the Imperial Capital to Modu took at least a day. That meant he would likely have to go see Ye Ling right after getting off the plane.
"This matter has already attracted a lot of attention. We have to get in touch with this young man as soon as possible," Director Dong sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Is this matter... really that critical?" Huang Wenwen couldn’t help but ask.
It was the first time she had ever seen Director Dong with such an expression. Was he... nervous?
’He was clearly treating this matter with exceptional gravity.’
"It’s more than critical. If this is handled well, it could accelerate our nation’s development by several decades. If it’s handled poorly... things will get very troublesome."
Director Dong paused for a moment before continuing, "Ever since the news about Tianxin Technology Company got out, several of the higher-ups have been pressuring me. They’ve even given me a direct order: I must win over this Ye Ling."
At his words, a grave expression appeared in Huang Wenwen’s eyes.
’It seemed... Ye Ling was even more important than she had imagined.’
...
「Meanwhile.」
「Modu.」
After hanging up, Ye Ling called Ning Tianliang.
Since a bigwig was on his way, he didn’t dare be careless. He wanted to ask for Ning Tianliang’s opinion.
"What is it?" Ning Tianliang’s voice came through as the call connected.
"Uncle, aren’t you good at divination? Care to make another prediction?" Ye Ling joked, not getting straight to the point.
"Let me guess. They contacted you, didn’t they?"
Ning Tianliang replied with a soft chuckle.
’Holy shit!’
Ye Ling was completely floored.
’He actually guessed it?’