Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's son's ex-boyfriend

After Tan Yanshan went abroad, Song Xijin drank with Tan Yao one time.

Tan Yao mentioned that "my cousin went abroad."

He then realized that the person was no longer in the country.

What's so strange about him?

He didn't even notice when Tan Yanshan went abroad.

baffling.

Song Xijin leaned on the balcony railing with one hand, deciding to make things clear.

"Mr. Tan, I think you're overthinking it. I just feel like we're not familiar with each other."

He turned his head and saw Feng Zhounan and Zheng Ke standing by a small bar not far away, seemingly talking about something funny.

Just as Song Xijin was about to step over, Tan Yanshan raised his hand to stop him.

He gently placed his arm across Song Xijin's path.

They kept a distance and their movements were very restrained.

"Xi Jin, I have something to tell you."

"But I have nothing to say to you." Song Xijin's impatience was already obvious.

Those beautiful eyes were now filled with undisguised indifference and disdain.

His lips were downturned, and he couldn't even be bothered to put on a polite smile.

Does this person not understand human language?

The word "not familiar" isn't clear enough?

Or is it that Tan Yanshan has some kind of masochistic tendency, and only stops when he says something absolutely outright?

Song Xijin's aura changed imperceptibly.

Like a cat whose territory has been approached by a stranger, its back is slightly arched, ready to bare its claws at any moment.

Seeing Song Xijin's undisguised resistance, Tan Yanshan finally belatedly realized...

It seems the other person isn't really sulking, not throwing a tantrum, and not acting childish because of his sudden departure years ago.

I really don't want to talk to him.

but……

How could this happen?

Why is this happening?

They had been friends for over ten years since they were children...

Every summer, he could see Song Xijin at the old house, and every year during the Spring Festival, the two families would gather together for a meal.

Has he become so estranged just because he's been abroad for a few years?

Tan Yanshan suddenly felt that he shouldn't have gone abroad in the first place, and that the eight years he spent abroad had become a huge mistake.

He thought he was enriching himself, making himself stronger, more capable, and more worthy of Song Xijin.

When he returns, he can protect Song Xijin from the wind and rain.

But he never imagined that eight years would be enough time for one person to be completely erased from another's life.

Tan Yanshan quickly adjusted his strategy.

If emotional tactics don't work, try another approach.

He withdrew his arm from in front of Song Xijin, took half a step back, and stood up straight again.

When he spoke again, his voice had returned to normal.

All those broken and fragile emotions from before were suppressed.

"Xi Jin, I want to talk to you about business matters."

Song Xijin paused in her steps.

Business matters? Then he'd be quite interested.

Who would turn down money?

Although Tan Yanshan made him uncomfortable, the Tan family's resources in the business world were indeed not to be underestimated.

Moreover, Tan Yanshan spent eight years abroad, so he might actually have some connections.

Song Xijin turned around and faced Tan Yanshan again. She didn't speak first, but simply tilted her head to signal him to continue.

When Tan Yanshan saw Song Xijin stop, he immediately spoke.

His tone was more composed than before.

"I know many senior executives at tech companies in Silicon Valley, and two of them are preparing to import chips from China."

They want to expand their smart hardware business beyond the North American market and need stable and reliable suppliers.

"As far as I know, the existing suppliers either have insufficient production capacity or low yield rates, and they all want to switch."

I heard you have two technology subsidiaries, which happen to make chips.

Song Xijin's eyes narrowed slightly.

He knew the two tech companies Tan Yanshan mentioned; they were both among the world's top ten tech giants.

He had always wanted to expand the chip export business, and the two chip companies under the Song family had already become the top three in the domestic industry.

However, it has not been able to break through in terms of overseas market share.

If we can secure orders from those two giants, our annual revenue could increase by at least tens of billions.

He had sent people to make contact before, but there were several layers of intermediaries involved.

In addition, with the price of memory chips soaring over the past year, he was no longer in a hurry for the goods in his warehouse.

So they didn't follow up.

However, if Tan Yanshan really has this kind of connection, then this business deal is indeed worth discussing seriously.

The price could also be raised further.

He wasn't sure if Tan Yanshan genuinely wanted to cooperate or if he was just using a plausible excuse to get close to him.

Song Xijin decided to first test the waters to see if the situation was as it was.

Putting interests first and emotions second is his most comfortable way of negotiating.

"It's not appropriate to discuss this kind of thing in this setting."

"Of course." Seeing that Song Xijin did not directly refuse, Tan Yanshan felt a little relieved and immediately nodded in agreement.

He couldn't let Song Xijin think he was the kind of person who couldn't distinguish between public and private matters.

Although he couldn't distinguish between public and private matters, he couldn't let Song Xijin see it.

He needed this legitimate reason, a pretext to get Song Xijin to obediently sit in front of him.

Once there's a first meeting, there will be a second and a third.

He was confident that as long as he got closer to Song Xijin, he could change the man's opinion of him.

Tan Yanshan is confident in his personal charm.

"I'll ask you out another day to discuss the details."

I have personal connections with the purchasing managers of both companies, and I can help you arrange a face-to-face meeting with their domestic counterparts.

"I'll act as a go-between for you, without getting involved in the details of your negotiations; it's just to do you a favor."

Song Xijin looked at Tan Yanshan with a mixture of belief and doubt.

He felt something was off about this person's sudden enthusiasm.

Reason told him that if Tan Yanshan could really help the Song family open the door to the North American chip market, this deal was indeed worth a try.

If the other party only acts as a favor and doesn't participate in the negotiations, then the risk is even smaller.

If things don't go well, we can always back out later.

Song Xijin had the goods, so he always held the initiative.

"Okay." He raised his champagne glass and toasted Tan Yanshan from a distance, his gesture showing more business politeness than before.

Song Xijin took a sip, her tone returning to its aloof and decisive manner.

"Then I'll go find Tan Yao and the others first. Once Mr. Tan has set a time, I can make an appointment with my assistant."

After saying that, he walked towards Tan Yao and the others without looking back. His black velvet silhouette weaved through the crowd and was quickly swallowed up by the light of the crystal chandelier.

Tan Yanshan stood at the entrance to the terrace, watching Song Xijin's figure disappear into the crowd.

His glass remained untouched, the champagne inside having lost its effervescence.

"Make an appointment with the assistant..."

This statement places their relationship on the purest form of business cooperation.

But Tan Yanshan had no other choice.

This is the only path that Song Xijin left him that allows him to get closer to him.