After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 63: Ignorant of the Rules

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Ignorant of the Rules

At this moment, facing Bian Yue’s modest demeanor, Wen Jiao’s eyes revealed confusion.

As for Wang Dan’an, seeing Bian Yue’s humble attitude, he hastily said, "Both President Huang and I are not sticklers for tradition. We’ve seen President Bian’s capability with our own eyes. Since it’s about cooperation, what we value most naturally is ability, moreover..."

Wang Dan’an paused slightly in his speech, his smile deepening, as he stood up to pour wine for Bian Yue, "Your husband, Mr. Shen, holds a venerable status. If you could put in a good word for us in front of Mr. Shen..."

The intention of the drunken man was clear at this point.

"You mean to say, you want to use me to connect with Shen Jinci?" Bian Yue’s tone was emotionless.

Wang Dan’an’s smile stiffened for a moment, surprised that Bian Yue had directly pointed out his intentions, but after a pause, he smiled and said, "President Bian, between people, it’s all about mutual benefit. Moreover, I’ve also prepared gifts for you and Miss Wen. Why not take a look at the gifts before you let me know of your decision?"

Bian Yue didn’t speak, indicating for Wang Dan’an to continue on.

Wen Jiao was curious, "What kind of gifts have you prepared?"

Wang Dan’an glanced towards Huang Zhangyue. Huang Zhangyue immediately regained his composure and quickly walked outside.

"It seems to be a significant gift to warrant President Huang personally fetching it," Bian Yue remarked with an expression that didn’t betray her thoughts.

Wang Dan’an also smiled, "Given the prestigious status of the two ladies, it’s natural that not just any cheap item would suffice. It must be prepared with great care."

And not long after he left, Huang Zhangyue returned, leading two fair and handsome boys.

How could one not say that youth is a blessing – boys around eighteen or nineteen years old, so tender that one could squeeze water from them.

"Meng Qi, Ah Si, quickly greet the two ladies," Wang Zhangyue said with a stern tone.

The two young idols, truly the survivors of brutal selections, immediately understood, and greeted Bian Yue and Wen Jiao with deference.

Meng Qi had dyed his hair a brownish curl, his smile revealing two small tiger teeth, very adorable.

Beside him, Ah Si had a stronger sense of innocence, resembling a gender-flipped delicate flower, timid and pitiful as he stood there.

Bian Yue had no interest in these young boys; with Shen Jinci, a gem in front of her, these milk-smelling youths didn’t catch her eye.

However, Wen Jiao stood up in surprise, "Isn’t this the pair that just debuted in the center position on a variety show this year..."

"President Wen indeed has a keen eye. This is a phenomenally popular show, and I’ve recently signed these two. If President Wen likes them, I will gift you their signing contracts to Honey, and offer these two people as well," Wang Dan’an paused for a moment, then looked meaningfully towards Bian Yue: "I wonder if President Bian finds this suitable?"

Wen Jiao was initially just astonished by Wang Dan’an’s grand gesture, but also understood his intentions through the back-and-forth between Bian Yue and Wang Dan’an.

If these small gains could be exchanged for an entry ticket to cooperation with Lixing Group, it would indeed be extremely profitable.

Therefore, Wen Jiao sat down and smiled, "President Wang indeed has ideas and methods."

"Jiaojiao, saying that to President Wang might be impolite. We should be grateful for his generous offer," Bian Yue sipped her tea, its sweetness lingering in her mouth.

"Yes, I apologize for speaking that way," Wen Jiao promptly said.

"No offense taken, President Wen! It’s just two artists; if you and President Bian like them, I am certainly willing to part with them," Wang Dan’an replied as if oblivious to the underlying implications, his smile warm and open, his gaze direct as he looked towards Bian Yue, "I just don’t know if President Bian can appreciate my earnest intentions."

Bian Yue chuckled and set down her teacup.

Meng Qi stepped forward upon seeing the situation, courteously refilling Bian Yue’s tea.

Bian Yue’s gaze was scrutinizing, but Meng Qi didn’t mind. His smile became even sunnier and more endearing, and with an innocent and simple face, he asked, "President Bian, do you think I could join Honey?"

It was a case of promoting oneself uninvited.

"I can’t decide on matters regarding Shen Jinci; President Wang’s wishful thinking is mistaken," Bian Yue said while rotating the teacup filled before him, his gaze soft, "As for these two, if President Wang is willing to yield, then I’m quite thankful."

One should not speak in absolutes in business dealings.

Bian Yue had already shown his bottom line while also indicating his willingness to accept Wang Dan’an’s friendly gesture, giving him face.

So now, the question had indeed been tossed back to Wang Dan’an—apart from Shen Jinci’s situation, whether this cooperation is profitable for Red Mountain Film and Television.

Having dealt in the business world for many years, Wang Dan’an quickly did the math and, smiling towards Bian Yue, said, "I don’t like to force others against their will. Since President Bian doesn’t want to trouble Mr. Shen, I naturally understand, but this matter won’t affect the goodwill between us."

Bian Yue heard the answer she wanted.

She said in a mild tone, "’Shengshi Yan’ currently lacks a leading lady, and I want Yao Yimin. Does President Wang find it suitable?"

"Suitable!" Wang Dan’an said with a smile, "Tomorrow, I’ll have our legal department come over and draft a contract with President Bian."

Huang Zhangyue hesitated to speak, looking at Wang Dan’an, but in the end, said nothing.

During the dinner, the six patrons dined with various thoughts in their minds.

After three rounds of drinks, Wang Dan’an stood up, smiling and saying that his old age was catching up with him and that he needed to leave early.

Huang Zhangyue immediately helped Wang Dan’an up and, while smiling, said his farewells to Bian Yue and Wen Jiao, "I’ll take President Wang home first—you two enjoy your meal."

Bian Yue was eating bamboo shoots and took a bite with her chopsticks, only giving a faint nod in Huang Zhangyue’s direction.

On this side, Huang Zhangyue supported the seemingly unsteady Wang Dan’an as they entered the elevator.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, the previously staggering Wang Dan’an had reverted to his usual self, expressionless, headed towards the business car that had been waiting for a long time.

Inside the car, both middle-aged men were silent for a good while.

"This Bian Yue really doesn’t know her manners, accepting people and favors but unwilling to loosen her stance for you to meet Mr. Shen," said Huang Zhangyue, frowning and speaking displeasedly, "The young lady starting a business doesn’t understand reciprocity!"

Wang Dan’an just smiled. He was the one who had spent a lot tonight, yet he had none of Huang Zhangyue’s anger, speaking calmly, "Merely two newcomers plus Yao Yimin indeed don’t warrant knocking on Lixing Group’s gate."

Huang Zhangyue’s frown intensified, further dissatisfied, "How can you still speak for Bian Yue?"

"Before we came here, we all thought Bian Yue was just an easily fooled kid. Bringing these three people to haggle with her, the fact that Bian Yue graciously accepted today already counts as giving us face. If she turned defensive and claimed we disrespected Lixing, handling things perfunctorily, then we’d be left without a leg to stand on," Wang Dan’an said, expressionless, as he looked outside the car, "It seems we just didn’t take Bian Yue seriously enough."

"So what if that’s the case! We’re the ones lowering ourselves to discuss cooperation," Huang Zhangyue spoke angrily, "By our standards, joining Honey is climbing above our station!"

"But are we worthy of Lixing?"

Huang Zhangyue subdued his aggressiveness.

Wang Dan’an closed his eyes, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes deepening, his expression calm and profound, "Take it slow, we’ll catch a big fish with a long line."

Meanwhile, on the other side, Wen Jiao was having a delightful conversation with Meng Qi. Meng Qi’s eyes were fixed intently on Wen Jiao, wanting to say more but holding back. Standing from Bian Yue’s perspective, this boy was no different from a male vixen.