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Su Qin was taken aback, glancing at Lu Fan with surprise before quickly turning back: "Why are you suddenly saying this? Our team has been evaluating this project for a long time. Although it's somewhat risky, the potential returns are enormous. My arch-rival, that old fox Zhao Zhipeng, has been keeping things under wraps, and he finally relented..."

"Sister Qin," Lu Fan interrupted her, "I've studied esoteric arts. Just now, when you finished the phone call and decided to go, a very faint red line appeared on the bridge of your nose. This is the sign of 'Fire Refining Gold,' a sign of financial ruin and bad luck! It means that you've invested a huge amount of money, but it's like gold being melted by a raging fire, vanishing in an instant. This deal is probably not as simple as it seems on the surface; there's likely a deep pit behind it."

Su Qin subconsciously looked at herself in the rearview mirror. Her makeup was exquisite, her skin was rosy, and she looked even better than before. There wasn't a single forehead wrinkle or crow's feet on her face, and there were no red marks at all.

"Xiao Fan," she said gently, but with a hint of distance, "I appreciate your kindness. But I know my limits when it comes to business. I've been in this industry for so many years, what storms haven't I weathered? Opportunities are fleeting, and this deal isn't just being negotiated with by me, there are several others, especially my competitor Zhao Zhipeng. If we're a step behind, we might not even get a chance to get in."

Su Qin felt a little disappointed. So soon, Lu Fan wanted to interfere in her business. Had she misjudged Lu Fan?

Seeing that Lu Fan wanted to say something more, she raised her hand to stop him, her voice still gentle, but with a clear boundary: "Alright, I know you're concerned about me. I understand. You'll be there soon, don't keep Tinglan waiting."

She parked the car smoothly on the side of the road, pointed to the "Lanxiangting" private restaurant next door, and said, "She's in the Guose Tianxiang private room. I've already spoken to her. Go on, and have a pleasant chat."

Lu Fan knew that saying more would be pointless, so he sighed inwardly, opened the door and got out of the car: "Sister Qin, please be careful in everything."

"Alright, let's go in." Su Qin waved her hand, restarted the car, quickly merged into the traffic, and sped towards the "opportunity" she had identified.

Lu Fan stood at the entrance of the antique-style restaurant, looked at the business card in his hand, and then looked in the direction where Su Qin's car had disappeared, his brows slightly furrowed.

"The cause and effect have already been sown. If you insist on moving forward, I hope you can heed even a little of what I've heard and withdraw in time."

He composed himself and turned to walk into the Orchid Fragrance Pavilion.

The waiter led him to the door of the private room. Lu Fan gently knocked twice, and a deep voice came from inside.

Lu Fan pushed open the door and entered, only to be met with the woman's sharp gaze.

Yu Tinglan.

Just like what you see in entertainment news, even more impactful.

Wearing a pure black cashmere suit, the tailored fit was extremely neat and close-fitting, which outlined her figure as upright and powerful, but also made the skin of her exposed neck and wrists appear pale and bloodless.

Her long hair was neatly pulled back, revealing her smooth, full forehead and clearly defined, even somewhat sharp, cheekbones.

His facial features were three-dimensional and deep, especially his eyes, with extremely dark pupils. When he looked at people, he had a natural sense of scrutiny and distance, as if he could see through all disguises.

However, her face appeared excessively pale under the light. A lingering, faint bluish-black tinge hung between her brows; it wasn't weariness, but rather…

Lu Fan felt a chill run down his spine. This Yu Tinglan had something on her, and it was quite a problem.

His scrutiny actually lasted only a second or two.

Yu Tinglan looked at him, and a corner of the ice in her cold eyes seemed to melt, revealing a faint gentleness that was inconsistent with her strong appearance.

"Have you seen enough?" she asked, her voice less deep than before, slightly hoarse, but far from unpleasant, it had a unique magnetism.

Lu Fan snapped out of his daze, walked calmly to the seat opposite her, and sat down, neither humble nor arrogant: "President Yu, I'm sorry, Sister Qin had an important business negotiation at the last minute and really couldn't get away. She asked me to apologize to you, and she said she would apologize to you in person another day."

"Don't call me President Yu," Yu Tinglan said with a faint smile on her pale face, which softened her appearance. "Su Qin and I are friends. She introduced me, so we're family. Just call me Sister Lan."

She gently pushed a cup of freshly brewed tea towards Lu Fan, her movements natural: "I know about your situation. Xingyue's move isn't new, but it's ruthless enough. So, are you interested in joining Jiaxing?"

So direct.

Lu Fan did not immediately take the cup of tea.

He looked at Yu Tinglan, not missing the subtle shift in the bluish-black tinge between her brows. This was no ordinary illness or a slump in fortune.

"Sister Lan," he asked directly, "thank you and Sister Qin for your kindness. But I have a question, and I hope you can be frank with me. Given Jiaxing's status and your vision, I am currently tarnished and my commercial value has plummeted. Why are you willing to take over at this time? And even potentially pay my exorbitant breach of contract penalty?"

He didn't believe it was just because of Su Qin's influence. At Yu Tinglan's position, personal relationships and business dealings were clearly separated.

Yu Tinglan didn't seem surprised by his directness.

She looked at him quietly for a few seconds, then reached into her handbag and carefully took out something, gently placed it on the smooth mahogany table, and pushed it in front of Lu Fan.

Lu Fan's pupils contracted as he looked at the jade pendant.

The jade pendant is only the size of a thumbnail. The jade is warm and lustrous, milky white in color, and carved with simple cloud patterns. In the center is an ancient-style character "安" (An).

The craftsmanship isn't top-notch, but you can tell it's been handled for years, giving it a soft patina.

A faint blush rose on Yu Tinglan's pale face from excitement. She gazed intently back at Lu Fan, her voice soft yet carrying immense weight:

"Now, do you understand, Lu Fan? I'm not giving you a chance out of charity."

"I am repaying a debt of gratitude."

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