A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

During the phone call, Lin Wanzhi explained the details of her collaboration with Ye Wenxi and the performance-based agreement.

The Overseas Chinese Chamber of Commerce's positive feedback on Ye Wenxi's "Chinese-style modern clothing" design was reported to Selina, the secretary-general of the board of directors, in a detailed, objective and fair manner.

She did not conceal Wenxi Clothing Company's core contributions to design, nor did she exaggerate Zhaoheng's own role.

She knew perfectly well that most shareholders on the board only cared about market opportunities and profits.

But after dealing with Ye Wenxi for some time, she knew that this partner's value was far more than the figures on paper.

After much deliberation, she decided to report Ye Wenxi's true worth and her motives to Chairman Zhao himself.

On the other side of the port, after listening, the company secretary Selina said solemnly, "Linda, the angle you've pointed out is very important. I will inform the chairman as soon as possible. Please wait for my reply."

"OK, Selina, thanks." I waited for Chairman Zhao's reply.

After hanging up the phone, she glanced at her watch; it was already past eight o'clock.

I had just gathered the documents on the table and was about to leave when there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

The door opened, and Xie Linfeng walked in: "Linda, is this a convenient time?"

"Lin Feng? Is there something you need?"

"Mm." Xie Linfeng nodded.

"Sit down," Lin Wanzhi said, gesturing to the sofa. "Speak."

"Uh..." Xie Linfeng hesitated, "I know it might not be appropriate for me to say these things given my position, but I still want to talk to you."

"Speak."

Xie Linfeng cleared his throat: "This time, the Overseas Chinese Chamber of Commerce gave our exported products a lot of recognition. Actually, I think they value Ye Wenxi's designs more."

"I know," Lin Wanzhi nodded, her expression calm.

Xie Linfeng looked up at her: "I heard that some decisions and messages came from the board of directors today, and it seems they attach great importance to this area?"

Lin Wanzhi clasped her hands together, making no attempt to hide anything: "That's right. The board of directors hopes we can take over and establish an independent line of modern Chinese clothing products, which will be sold overseas through Zhaoheng's channels."

Xie Linfeng's brows furrowed as he listened: "If that's the case..."

He didn't finish his sentence, seemingly considering his words.

Lin Wanzhi didn't tell him that she was trying to negotiate with the board of directors, nor did she mention the long-distance phone call that had just ended.

She simply looked at him, her tone flat: "Lin Feng, what's your opinion?"

She wanted to hear what Xie Linfeng would say.

"Linfeng, what are your thoughts?"

Xie Linfeng sighed softly and looked at Lin Wanzhi: "I don't think this is a good idea."

Lin Wanzhi smiled and leaned back: "The board of directors sees such a large market and feels it's an opportunity not to be missed. What's wrong with following the market and making strategic plans?"

"I don't think it's appropriate." Xie Linfeng sat up straighter. "Ye Wenxi holds a very important position in the Heilongjiang Provincial Light Industry Bureau. Although Wenxi Garment Company is not large in scale now, it has great potential."

"If we bypass her this time and go our own way, taking her design ideas and starting from scratch, and the cooperation falls apart, we'll probably attract a lot of gossip in Longjiang in the future."

"Oh?" Lin Wanzhi's lips curled into a playful smile. "What will happen? Will the Light Industry Bureau revoke our license? Or will they kick us out of the business?"

Xie Linfeng suddenly fell silent.

He knew none of that would happen.

Zhao Heng was able to enter the mainland during this period because of his father's early contributions to the country; his foundation was very deep.

Even if there are some business conflicts with Ye Wenxi, Zhao Heng will still contribute foreign exchange as required, expand investment as required, and do things that are beneficial to the country.

The Light Industry Bureau will not reject Zhao Heng's application because of this minor disagreement.

Today's Zhaoheng is not the same as the original Huitong, nor is it on the same scale.

"No..." Xie Linfeng lowered his eyes.

Then Xie Linfeng looked up at Lin Wanzhi and said, "Linda, this isn't a matter of whether you can or can't."

"Ye Wenxi is not only a talented person, but also a loyal and trustworthy partner."

"If we were to secretly learn from others and start our own ventures right when the collaboration was just beginning to take off, who would dare to cooperate deeply with Zhaoheng after that gets out?"

Lin Wanzhi crossed her arms, looked at Xie Linfeng, and said in a slightly colder tone, "Linfeng, this is the business world. The business world doesn't care about relationships; it's all about profit."

"I understand that you're sitting in the designer's seat and aren't familiar with the rules here. But what you're saying isn't the fundamental issue."

Xie Linfeng frowned.

He knew that Lin Wanzhi was a ruthless and decisive manager who always acted decisively and dared to take big risks, and this time was no exception.

"It's different." Xie Linfeng did not back down.

"What's different?" Lin Wanzhi tilted her head, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Firstly, the Chamber of Commerce values ​​Ye Wenxi's designs. If we go it alone without her, we might not get the same recognition."

Lin Wanzhi spread her hands and continued:

"But we can study it, and we can ask designers in Hong Kong to try incorporating traditional elements. With Zhaoheng's design capabilities, there shouldn't be any major problems."

This time, Xie Linfeng didn't avoid her gaze, looking directly into her eyes: "Linda, have you forgotten that betting agreement?"

Lin Wanzhi's expression hardened.

"Why did Ye Wenxi sign that agreement? She wasn't doing it for her own enrichment; she was doing it for the country."

"She is fighting for her country, fighting for all of us to stand up for ourselves under the noses of foreigners."

Xie Linfeng's voice deepened:

"At this point, if we, Zhaoheng, were to stab her in the back for our own benefit and cut off her path... what would we become?"

"What has become?" Lin Wanzhi pressed.

Xie Linfeng sighed deeply, looked away, and gazed at the deep night outside the window.

"Linda, you're not Chinese, so I don't really expect you to understand right now."

His eyes were slightly red, and when he spoke again, his voice was hoarse and choked with emotion:

"I deeply regret leaving the clothing company when Ye Wenxi needed me the most."

"I feel guilty that I couldn't have helped her more when Huitong stabbed her in the back."

Lin Wanzhi was slightly moved.

Xie Linfeng looked at the ground, smiled, and slowly spoke:

There's a saying among our people: "Brothers may quarrel within the walls, but they unite to defend against external threats."

He turned to look at Lin Wanzhi, his eyes slightly red:

"The words 'fighting for the country' carry immense weight for the people of our nation."

"You can laugh at me for not being business-like enough, but I believe more in the principle that 'a gentleman loves money, but he acquires it in a proper way.'"

"If you cheat even your own people, how can you sleep soundly at night with the money you earn? If you break your backbone, no matter how much foreign exchange you earn, you'll be kneeling."

The room was eerily quiet.

Xie Linfeng took a deep breath:

"Linda, I'm sorry, I can't go along with this again."

"If Zhaoheng insists on making this decision this time."

"Then I choose to resign."