Fortunately, it is only a quarter of an hour away from the Song family’s old house, which is not far away.
"Do you want to hug?" Shen Hou asked his son.
Zan Zan shook his head and walked by himself.
The mother and son walked forward slowly along the sidewalk, big hands holding small hands.
The evening breeze in early summer does not catch the heat and brings a bit of coolness.
Suddenly, Shen Wei paused at his feet and turned around abruptly. Under the dizzy yellow street lamp, the shadows of the trees on the street were mottled, shaking gently with the wind, and no people were seen.
She frowned, staring at the darkness under the tree.
Because the distance is too far, and the light is not clear, although the place is just opposite and unobstructed, it still becomes a blind spot.
Shen Hou didn't have the excitement of walking over to find out, but bent down and picked up praise, and walked forward quickly.
There is no longer the ease and comfort of walking in the courtyard before.
Whether she was suspicious or overly careful, she did feel spied on at a moment ago.
But when I looked back, I didn't find it-this was the most terrifying thing!
Shen Wei gradually slowed down and slowed down after seeing the gate of the Song family from a distance.
The butler greeted him, "Miss Shen, you are back..."
While speaking, he opened the iron door.
When Shen Hun walked through the yard with Zan Zan, he found Zhong Yuhong was standing outside the main house, looking like he was waiting for her.
"Back?" Still in a kind and smiling tone.
"Ok."
"Qingqing fell asleep, in my room, do you want Sister Yang to hug you?"
"No, since the child is already asleep, don't move anymore, so as not to wake her up."
Zhong Yuhong nodded: "That's also good."
"Nothing else, I'm going back to the West Yard first, Zan Zan is a little sleepy."
The old lady hesitated to say something and stopped, after all, she said nothing, just a soft hmm.
It was night, the moon was bright, and everything was silent.
Zan Zan fell asleep, and Shen Hou stayed in his room. Since he didn't turn on the light, he blended into the darkness perfectly.
Only a pair of cold eyes, with a faint color.
When the needle was pointing at twelve o'clock, there was no sound from the earphones, and there was silence.
She was not in a hurry, crawling in a hidden place, with enough patience, like a hunting night leopard, waiting for the prey to appear.
Finally, at 0:27 in the morning, there was a slight noise from the other end.
It's the sound of opening and closing doors.
Then, the sound of footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped at the desk, just one foot away, where the input terminal of the ** device was located.
Song Kaifeng dialed that number.
After two calls, the other party answered: "Chairman Song, the agreed time has come, so what is your decision?"
"I can promise to give you 30% of the profit, but—" he said, "I have the conditions."
"What conditions?"
"First, Song must own the patent right for this chip. In other words, the 30% of the profit is not a share, but a buyout!"
"Second, your panelists must ensure that within the next five years, in the market environment, there will be no more technology than the current chip, nor can they produce finished or semi-finished products that can replace this chip."
"Third, the transaction time is advanced. Within two days, I must get all the technical information and samples for each stage."
There was silence on the other end.
Song Kaifeng didn't urge him, and gave him enough time to consider.
After a long while, "...The first two requirements are okay, I can agree, but two days are too short to arrange a transaction."
"Now the transportation is so convenient, and the communication methods are also diverse. I believe that whether you trade in person or contact others to do it for you, two days will be more than enough. Of course, you said there is no way, and I can't make it difficult for others, then the cooperation ends here. Right!"
"and many more-"
Song Kaifeng's old eyes narrowed slightly, and the initiative had returned to him.
"Two days... OK! But I will decide the time and place of the transaction."
"This is natural."
"Tomorrow, the Yan family has a birthday banquet, and you must have received the invitation too."
Song Kaifeng's eyebrows moved lightly.
Half a month ago, the invitation for the 50th birthday banquet of Yan Ke, the head of the Yan family, was delivered to the company by his confidant secretary and handed over to Song Kaifeng.
The two families of Song and Yan are among the four major families of Jingping, and their relationship is not very close, but they have never had any wickedness. Besides, the other party sent a secretary to come, so this trip is a must.
"Are you going to trade at the Yan family's birthday banquet?!"
"The Ping family has been away from the world for a long time and would not show up easily, and you just asked to complete this business within two days. All I can think of is this occasion, which is a logical and deceptive occasion. I believe Chairman Song should pay more attention to transactions than I do. Confidentiality, after all, the dignified Song Group should be caught in a scandal of plagiarism and embezzlement of other people’s technology...
"Enough! I agree. But do you have an invitation?"
"You don't need to worry about this, see you tomorrow."
The other end ended the call first, and Song Kaifeng held the phone and stayed in the study for another quarter of an hour before leaving.
In the bedroom, Shen Hun raised his hand and took off the earphones, a small smile spread across his lips.
Yan Family Shouyan
In the darkness, her clear and black eyes reflected a terrifying brilliance, faintly beating with excitement, and finally they all fell into silence together, like an abyss.