But Mr. Xue, who was behind the Hidden Family, was very cunning. He did not compensate Ye Wangchuan personally, but made concessions in the chip industry and gave Beijing City an opportunity for scientific research development.
As a result, Ye Maoshan had to consider this matter from a higher perspective...
"I want to add one more thing." He has always been swift and decisive in his work and life. He was like this when he was young, and now that he is older, he considers more things, but his essential style has not changed.
Vancouver immediately bowed like a gentleman and said, "Please go ahead, sir."
Ye Maoshan pondered and said, "They also need to give the Tsinghua University research team a chance to visit the laboratory."
Vancouver was stunned for a moment, knowing the weight behind his lightly-made request, and did not dare to agree easily. He only said, "I can convey it for you."
"Okay." Ye Maoshan waved his hand generously: "Then talk to them and come back to me."
Vancouver saw that he was determined to add this clause, otherwise there would be no room for negotiation. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, looking at the shrewd old man in front of him and said, "...You really know how to give me a difficult problem."
Ye Maoshan had no guilt on his face. He looked back calmly and said, "Didn't you give me a difficult problem?"
"…" He came to lobby for the hidden family, using the dispute between Beijing and M Continent as a condition to let them bear the hatred of the future heir being injured. This was just looking for trouble.
Vancouver knew he was in the wrong and was immediately speechless.
"Then you wait for my news."
"good."
**
Vancouver got the accurate information from Ye Maoshan and immediately contacted Continent M.
The old man in green is reporting news at home.
When the phone at home rang, he walked over without saying a word, picked up the receiver and put it to his ear: "What did the other party say?"
"The Ye family requested to add one more requirement on top of the original one, which is to allow the research team from Tsinghua University to visit your laboratory." Vancouver repeated Ye Maoshan's request without beating around the bush.
Mr. Xue's face immediately turned green. He sucked in a breath of cold air, clenched the receiver in his hand, and the veins on his neck bulged. He sneered and said, "He has the nerve to bring that up."
Vancouver avoided the question: "This is a conflict between the two of you. It has nothing to do with me. I am only responsible for passing on the message."
"Anyway, this is the condition offered by the Ye family. If you agree, then we can continue the discussion. If you don't agree, there's probably no point in discussing it. I can see that Mr. Ye is quite angry. It was only because I brought up the Beijing chip project that he patiently listened to me. Otherwise, I would have been kicked out before I even mentioned the rest of the topic..."
“…I understand.” Mr. Xue felt extremely uncomfortable at home because of the news coming back from Vancouver. He couldn’t let it go, nor could he lift it up.
He clenched his five fingers, tightened his face, and then relaxed his mouth: "I will try to discuss it with others first and then get back to you."
"good."
Vancouver was very polite and added gently, "Mr. Xue, I won't stay in Beijing for too long. Remember to reply to me as soon as possible. Otherwise, I have other things to do."
"Um."
He heard the old man in green shirt respond in a low voice, and hung up the phone with his eyes downcast. Then he looked up through the rearview mirror and saw the driver peeking at him.
The blond middle-aged man glanced over fiercely, and the driver who was caught red-handed immediately retracted his gaze in fear.
He raised his hand to open the car window to let in the fresh air from outside, and casually told the driver: "Go to Zichen Road."
The driver let out a soft "oh" and turned the black car towards Zichen Road.
(End of this chapter)