After five bigwigs in Beijing's elite circle fell into their trap, I fled.

Chapter 133 The Man Who Controls the Crown Prince

The deputy general manager of the technical department laughed awkwardly: "President Yan and his girlfriend are really in love! We're all looking forward to your wedding!"

Yan Yu smiled slightly: "Thank you for your kind words. Shall we continue the meeting now?"

As soon as Yan Yu was in a good mood, the atmosphere of the entire meeting suddenly relaxed.

The meeting lasted for another half hour.

Then, the vice president of marketing, who had remained silent throughout, suddenly spoke up:
"President Yan, there's one more thing. I shouldn't bother you, but if you don't come forward, we might not be able to handle it..."

Yan Yu's eyes flickered slightly: "What is it?"

"Young Master FY is coming to Yanxing Group today." The deputy general manager of the marketing department looked grim. "Recently, that troublemaker has been quite bored, and when he's bored, he goes around causing trouble for companies in the capital, causing widespread resentment. This morning, he even sent Yanxing Group a tough project that even a dog wouldn't touch, saying that the young master will personally come to discuss cooperation with us at 11:00 AM..."

Yan Yu: "..."

"President Yan, normally we wouldn't even touch a deal like this that's a huge loss. But that guy's used to being domineering and will ruthlessly destroy you if things don't go his way. I was thinking, he's listed as an organizer for your birthday, right? Do you think you could handle things a bit?"

Yan Yu sighed softly, "Unfortunately, the person who can suppress him in every way happens to be in the company today."

He picked up his phone and, in full view of everyone, opened a WeChat chat window:

Canary: [Would you like to experience what it's like to discuss a project?]

Eleven o'clock.

The first floor of Yanxing Group.

A row of ostentatious limited-edition luxury cars were parked imposingly on the main road of Yanxing Group.

Dozens of bodyguards in suits and with cold expressions emerged from the car and stood neatly on both sides.

In the middle of the luxury car, the driver respectfully bent down and opened the car door.

Then, wearing a light scarlet shirt and with a slightly pale face, FY's heir, Feng Shilu, got out of the car casually. His beautiful lips curled slightly, and surrounded by bodyguards, he arrogantly entered Yanxing Group.

The marketing vice president waited expressionlessly in the lobby. Upon seeing the person, he was first stunned by the even more stunning appearance of the person than his own president. Then, thinking of that ridiculous contract, his mood suddenly plummeted!
"Welcome, Your Highness, to Yanxing Group. Please come to the Marketing Department meeting room on the sixteenth floor."

Feng Li lazily hummed in agreement: "Lead the way."

Five minutes later, Feng Li sat in the main seat of the marketing department's conference room, with three assistants of the FY conglomerate on each side. The remaining bodyguards were scattered throughout the corridors, keeping a tight watch on the entire floor.

The vice president of Yanxing Group and more than a dozen senior executives sat upright.

The documents were laid out.

Vice President: "Young Master, we have reviewed the project proposal you sent early this morning. After careful consideration, we reject the profit-sharing terms proposed by the FY conglomerate."

Feng Li's peach blossom eyes were cold and unfathomable: "I refuse your refusal."

Vice President: "...What does the young master mean by this?"

"I've got my eye on that new piece of land you just acquired. Either transfer it to me at the reserve price, or we'll develop it together. I won't accept your refusal. You should understand the consequences of refusing me."

The vice president's expression turned slightly angry: "I've long heard that the young master likes to seize things by force, but this is the first time I've seen him so unreasonable. You want to take that land for a third of the price? What's the difference between that and robbery?"

Beside him, other senior executives chimed in: "It would have been a good thing to have the opportunity to develop this project with the young master, but the FY conglomerate is only willing to contribute one-tenth of the profits while demanding seven-tenths of the profits... Even if we take this to the Global Economic Arbitration Council, our Yanxing Group would still be in the right with such unreasonable terms."

Feng Li casually tapped the table with his fingers.

Behind him, one of the assistants took out several company files:

“An employee of your company insulted my young master in public, causing damage to his reputation and mental well-being. We can give up that land, but in accordance with my young master’s usual style, we will launch a commercial attack on these subsidiaries of Yanxing Group until we successfully acquire them.”

"This is robbery!" The vice president was furious, his face turning ashen.
Feng Li chuckled lazily and tapped the table again.

Another assistant from the FY conglomerate produced a document: "Your company's M800 firewall was hacked after my son used it, resulting in the theft of trade secrets and an indirect loss of 200 million. It's said that this was also due to a vulnerability in that firewall..." The vice president, disregarding his image, slammed his fist on the table: "Our firewall couldn't possibly have vulnerabilities! As far as I know, it was just that you, my son, were bored and hired a few top hackers at a high price to attack it for fun, and accidentally set yourself on fire..."

The table was slammed hard! A few drops of tea spilled from the teacup in front of Feng Li and stuck to his clothes.

Feng Li's eyes turned cold as he stared intently at the vice president.

Behind him, an assistant spoke up as if it were nothing out of the ordinary: "The last person who dared to throw water on my young master has been locked up in a mental hospital for eight years... Vice President Jiang, we're giving you three days to make arrangements for his funeral."

The vice president trembled, and his face turned visibly pale.

Just then, unhurried footsteps sounded at the door.

Then, Jiang Shu, wearing framed glasses, a mask, and a black name tag around her neck, appeared at the door.

She didn't come in immediately. She looked around the doorway first, then politely knocked on the doorframe: "Excuse me, is this the Marketing Department's Meeting Room 1?"

The vice president nodded absentmindedly: "What is it?"

"Oh, there's a project that your CEO Yan asked me to discuss." Jiang Shu walked in, carrying a folder in her hands.

Then, their gaze froze when they saw the man sitting lazily in the chair at the very top.

Feng Li didn't seem surprised to see her, and gave her a half-smile.

The vice president was still reeling from the threat, and when he saw that it was a strange young woman who had come, he felt utterly hopeless and said, "If you can't handle this, go to the president's office and ask President Yan to come."

Jiang Shu ignored him, but took the contract from his hand and carefully flipped through it.

A few minutes later--

Feng Li: "Can you understand it?"

Jiang Shu: "I don't understand."

Feng Li chuckled and patted the seat next to him: "Come sit here, I'll teach you."

Jiang Shu walked towards him without hesitation.

The vice president and the senior executives of Yanxing Group felt utterly absurd! This girl, is she from their side?
What did it mean that she obediently went to the other side? That young master even put his arm around her waist! Unbelievable!!!

Jiang Shu, who was being held around the waist, did not feel anything was wrong. She spread the contract out in front of Feng Li and said, "Ah Li, apart from the first few clauses, I don't understand the rest."

"Don't rush, I'll explain it to you word by word..."

Feng Li then began to speak.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, falling directly on the two of them.

The usually extremely irritable and impatient young master of FY showed unprecedented patience, explaining the contract to the girl in his arms in the gentlest voice, sentence by sentence...

Everyone else stared blankly.

Even the assistants sent by the FY conglomerate were seeing their young master's gentle demeanor, which seemed to be possessed by a ghost, for the first time, and were shocked, bewildered and at a loss.

Half an hour later, the contract analysis was finally coming to an end.

Jiang Shu pointed to several clauses: "Is this price, and this profit sharing... reasonable?"

The vice president sneered inwardly. To the young master, what was unreasonable? Everything was perfectly reasonable!

The FY conglomerate members nodded in agreement, as if it were perfectly reasonable. Whether it was reasonable or not, who would dare say no to their own heir?

However, the arrogant young master answered quite matter-of-factly in front of the girl: "Of course it's unreasonable."

(End of this chapter)