nycdaug Chapter 559 Pushing Tai Chi!
Chapter 559 Pushing Tai Chi!
The three of them took the elevator to the top floor, walked through a long corridor covered with thick carpets, and arrived at the door of the deputy general manager's office.
Pushing open the door reveals a completely different world inside.
The solid wood floor felt thick and solid underfoot. A blue and white porcelain vase stood in the corner, and several exquisitely framed calligraphy and paintings hung on the wall. Zhong Yuemin glanced at the signatures and saw that they were all genuine works by modern masters, quite valuable.
Behind the large mahogany desk was a stylish leather executive chair, with four landline phones placed side by side on the desk, and a cloisonné pen holder next to it.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the skyline of Beijing is laid out before you, giving you a sense of looking down on all living beings.
This office is both ostentatious and luxurious, making no attempt to conceal it—it's Li Yuanchao's consistent style!
Li Yuanchao was sitting in the boss's chair.
A woman was standing next to him.
A blazer, a pencil skirt, and three buttons undone at the collar of the shirt; her fair, round, full breasts seemed about to break free, and the pale blue veins beneath her white skin were faintly visible. The buttons were taut, looking as if they might burst open at any moment.
The woman had long, flowing hair, alluring features, and a perfectly proportioned, voluptuous figure; she was the kind of woman who immediately struck people as "sexy and alluring."
He Mei.
Zhong Yuemin's heart skipped a beat. Although it was the first time he had met this woman, he was very familiar with her name and identity. According to the original trajectory, he should have joined Zhengrong, and He Mei in front of him would have been arranged to be his secretary, as well as a hidden pawn planted by Li Yuanchao next to him.
It seems that Li Yuanchao is never short of beautiful women around him.
Upon seeing the three enter the room, Li Yuanchao stood up, walked around the desk, and immediately greeted them with a warm smile.
"Yuemin—no, look at my mouth, I should call you 'General Manager Zhong' now! I've finally managed to get you here!"
Zhong Yuemin also smiled, speaking casually:
“Yuanchao, calling me ‘General Manager Zhong’ sounds too formal. Let’s just call me by my name; it’ll be more comfortable.”
"Okay, okay! Yuemin, come, come, sit here, sit here!"
Li Yuanchao personally led the people to the leather sofa area on the side, and then instructed He Mei:
"Make some tea, bring me my can of Da Hong Pao."
When the woman poured the tea, she leaned forward very low, her semi-circular curves almost spilling out rhythmically; it seemed as if she was afraid it would fall. I wonder if it was intentional.
Li Yuanchao sighed, his face showing a sincere sense of感慨:
"Yuemin, you really kept this from your brothers for a long time. With such wealth and ability, you still pretended to be an unemployed bum, letting people talk without defending yourself... To be honest, I'm ashamed, truly ashamed."
"It's just a minor incident, not worth mentioning."
Zhong Yuemin picked up his teacup and said casually,
"We can't compare ourselves to large state-owned enterprises like Zhengrong..."
The two went back and forth like this, one calling the other "brother" and the other "buddy," exchanging pleasantries for a good ten minutes. Zhong Yuemin smiled on the surface, but in his heart he was thinking:
Everyone says I'm thick-skinned, but compared to this guy, I'm still lacking. If you want to act, I'll play along. Let's see who breaks down first.
In the end, Li Yuanchao was the first to stop Tai Chi push hands.
He glanced at Liu Jing sitting next to Zhong Yuemin, then at He Mei standing to the side, and said:
"Manager Liu, is this your first time at Zhengrong? We have a tea room upstairs with a great view. Shall I have Secretary He show you around and let you enjoy the scenery?"
Liu Jing understood, nodded slightly, got up and followed He Mei out of the office. Gao Yue followed as well. The door closed, leaving only Zhong Yuemin and Li Yuanchao in the room.
Li Yuanchao's smile faded slightly, and he looked directly at Zhong Yuemin, getting straight to the point:
"Yuemin, I have something I want to ask you, and I hope you can tell me the truth."
"You said."
"The Yue Long Group on Hong Kong Island... is it yours?"
"I guess so," Zhong Yuemin said without denying it.
"So, you also know the ins and outs of that company that has been doing import and export trade with Zheng Rong Group all these years?" Li Yuanchao stared into his eyes.
"Aid Korea,"
Zhong Yuemin smiled, his tone calm.
"You're the deputy general manager of Zhengrong. Do you really need to ask me, an outsider, who Zhengrong does business with and what kind of business it is?"
Li Yuanchao squinted and leaned forward slightly:
"If that's the case, why haven't you made a move yet?"
What does that mean?
Zhong Yuemin showed just the right amount of doubt.
"What are you talking about? My group's trade with Zhengrong is all legitimate and compliant business, not some shady or illegal activity."
He deliberately emphasized the word "illegal" a little more, observing every subtle change in the other person's expression as he spoke.
He was still unsure whether Li Yuanchao's actions were due to having solid evidence or a deliberate attempt to bluff him.
Li Yuanchao's eye twitched almost imperceptibly, then he forced a smile:
"Yuemin, you've misunderstood. What I mean is... don't blame me for being harsh, we have some... disputes and grudges in the past. It's not that I'm being petty, but didn't you really ever think about... taking revenge on me?"
"Of course I've thought about it."
Zhong Yuemin answered readily, even with a hint of candor, "But then I realized, who would turn down money? Don't you think so?"
He squinted, his tone relaxed:
"Back then, I was young and impetuous, and I didn't understand many things. I just wanted to compete and see who was better. Now that I think about it, it was meaningless. Let bygones be bygones."
Now that you're a high-ranking leader at Zhengrong, so young and capable, plus your family background... I think it won't be long before you shed that 'deputy' title and become the top leader; it's only a matter of time."
He picked up his teacup and gestured towards Li Yuanchao:
"At that time, I will still need your help in Yuanchao, haha."
Li Yuanchao smiled in agreement.
But as he smiled, his heart grew increasingly agitated. He couldn't see through the smiling face opposite him; what was hidden behind it? Was Zhong Yuemin truly forgiven, or was he just too cunning, suppressing all his emotions without revealing a single trace?
That's not what he cares about most.
Using the Zhengrong Group's name as a cover, how much did this person actually know about the "deals" he was doing with the Yuelong Group in private? How much evidence did he have?
He really disliked this feeling.
This feeling of being led by the nose, having his fate in someone else's hands, yet being unable to see through their true nature, made him extremely uncomfortable. He was supposed to be the one in control, but now the tables had turned. He then said:
"Yuemin, you know Luo Yun works at Zhengrong, right?"
He nodded. "I think it's in the Ministry of Trade? I heard you arranged for him to get in. What happened?"