When Umbo asked this question, Su Nianhua looked surprised.
"I wonder what Mr. Wen means."
He knew very well that Umbo had suddenly stood him up yesterday and refused to answer his call. It was not a lousy excuse like he had something on at the last minute and did not have his phone with him.
Umbo's eyes turned colder.
"A straightforward person doesn't do underhanded things. My arrival today doesn't mean that our cooperation can continue. After all, I don't even know who I'm selling Pleasure to. This is too laughable. If word gets out in the future, I can forget about keeping my old face."
Su Nianhua's expression tensed up, and his voice became anxious.
"I said before that I was helping my uncle …"
"Has the grudge between your father, Lu Liang, and your uncle, Lu Fang, been resolved?" Before Su Nianhua could finish, Umbo interrupted him rudely.
"If my information is correct, Lu Fang didn't even come to your father's funeral, right? Didn't your Chao Lu Group get plotted against because Lu Fang stabbed you in the back? With such a grudge, do you think I'll believe that you were entrusted by your so-called uncle? "
Su Nianhua's face turned green. He picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of tea.
The matter had been exposed, and the old family scandal had been brought up again. Umbo saw the unwillingness he showed. Su Nianhua's face darkened as he said angrily,
"If that's the case, why did you call me out? Is it because you want to tell me that you know everything about me and that my so-called commission is just a cover? "
"Showing off in front of you that I've figured this out is what a child would do. I've lived for so many years. I'm afraid I can't do such a childish thing."
Su Nianhua looked up in confusion at Umbo's words.
"It's not like we can't talk about the acquisition."
"Are you still willing to talk about it?"
"But I want to see the client behind you, the real client."
Su Nianhua's face stiffened, and his eyes were evasive.
"I don't have a client behind me."
"No?"
Umbo sneered. "If that's the case, then I don't think there's anything to talk about."
After saying this, he stood up and pretended to leave.
"You … Wait a moment."
Su Nianhua hurriedly stood up and said to his back.
"Mr. Wen, your request is too sudden."
"Suddenly?"
Umbo turned to face Su Nianhua and said indifferently.
"I know that the news of Mr. Su's overseas relatives is also very sudden. Since I'm in a hurry to transfer the Pleasure Group, then this matter is urgent."
Su Nianhua's face paled.
"Then give me some time to think about it."
"Time?"
Umbo laughed.
"Of course, I have an appointment with CEO Hong of Venture Media this Saturday night at Dawn Hotel to discuss the signing of the contract. If nothing goes wrong, the contract will be signed on the spot. Do you want to come and have a drink?"
"This Saturday?" Su Nianhua clenched his fingers. That was the day after tomorrow.
The survival of the Pleasure Group depended on the signing of the contract the day after tomorrow.
After leaving the clubhouse, Su Nianhua dialed Ye Huanyan's phone.
"Just as you thought, Umbo insists on seeing the client. I'm afraid we can't hide it this time."
On the other end of the phone, Ye Huanyan's voice was very calm, as if she had already expected this result. She pondered for a few seconds.
"At this point, we can't hide it, and there's no need to. What else did he say?"
"Umbo said that he's going to sign the contract with Hong Rizhang the night after tomorrow at Dawn Hotel."
"…"
After hanging up the phone, Ye Huanyan looked up at Ling Han, who was sitting opposite the coffee table.
"Su Nianhua said that it's almost as you expected. Umbo is once bitten twice shy this time. He has to see the client."
Ling Han came in the afternoon. As usual, he went to the hospital to see Ling Zhan, Ji Xiaoyue, and a group of people from the Gu family who crowded in the hospital to accompany the patients to eat melon seeds. He also brought his son to Haiyan Media. During this period of time, Ye Huanyan and he were both busy. His son had not seen them for a while.
"Also, Umbo said that he plans to sign the contract with Hong Rizhang this Saturday. The location and time have been set. It seems that he's not just trying to scare us."
"Not necessarily," Ling Han looked calm. "If Umbo really planned to sign the contract with Venture Media, he wouldn't have met Su Nianhua. There must be something wrong with this. I'm afraid that he hasn't reached an agreement with Venture Media."
"How can that be? With a competitor, will Hong Rizhang not modify the contract content according to Umbo's request? "
"Hong Rizhang thinks that he has something on Su Nianhua, so I'm afraid that he won't lower his conditions. Instead, he'll raise the price and take advantage of the situation."
Ling Han's analysis made Ye Huanyan suddenly understand. Her eyes lit up and she said, "That means that we actually still have a lot of hope?"
"Let's see how the lie is covered up the day after tomorrow."
The two of them talked about some of the details of the previously set up. They were worried that there would be another mistake, so they tried to unify their statements. They didn't want anything to go wrong on Saturday. When they finished chatting, it was already dark outside. The two of them suddenly realized that their son, who was supposed to be eating snacks on the sofa, was gone.
"Where's Naonnao?"
Ye Huanyan was the first to react.
Ling Han was slightly stunned and was also shocked. Fortunately, there were cameras everywhere in Haiyan Media. He directly checked the cameras and found that the two of them were chatting. Naonnao came out of the office and went to the first floor. The cameras couldn't see clearly in a blind spot in the lobby lounge on the first floor. Ye Huanyan called the front desk and confirmed that Naonnao was in the lounge lounge.
"Why did he go to the first floor?"
Ling Han was a little puzzled.
Ye Huanyan figured out the situation from the phone call and smiled helplessly.
"His idol is downstairs. How can he stay here with us? Go upstairs and call Ling Li. I'll go downstairs first. There are a lot of people today, so we can go out for dinner tonight. "
"Who else?"
"Your son's idol."
As for the fact that Nao Nao's idol was that shameless young man, Song Xiaobo, Ling Han was very unwilling to accept the reality. After all, he had spent a lot of effort just to barely make his son look at him in the eye, and this Song Xiaobo had become his son's idol just because he knew how to type a few codes.
Most importantly, after his son saw his idol, he directly ignored him, his father, and kept sticking to Song Xiaobo, refusing to leave. He kept calling him "Master, Master". This made Ling Han very depressed.
Ling Li and Song Xiaobo got along well. The two of them seemed to have a lot in common. During dinner, Song Xiaobo kept asking about various ways of dressing, while Ling Li talked about games. The two topics were completely unrelated, and so they chatted until the end of dinner.
"You're not interested in games?"
When it was time to pay the bill, Ling Li seemed to have realized something. He followed behind Ling Han and suddenly asked Song Xiaobo this question.
Song Xiaobo habitually pushed up his glasses before answering the question, but today he pushed nothing. He suddenly remembered that Ling Li had brought him a pair of invisible glasses yesterday.
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