The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 855 I hope there will be no mistakes in the cooperation

at the same time.

the other side.

Yang Jian returned to Yuzheng Group.

Came to Yan Bei's office.

Yan Bei raised his eyelids, "Is the person gone?"

"Mr. Yan has already left."

Yan Bei nodded.

"Okay, go ahead!"

Yang Jiangang is about to leave.

Suddenly he stopped and said, "Boss Yan, Boss Wang is coming to visit this afternoon, don't forget."

Yan Bei twitched the corner of his mouth and nodded.

After Yang Jian left, Yan Bei narrowed his eyes.

He knew that Mr. Wang from Wang Group came here today to discuss cooperation with him.

Wang Group is a large real estate company.

I have made appointments with him several times, but he has refused every time. This is the first time he has agreed to discuss cooperation with Wang Group.

Although the recent development of Wang Group is not as good as that of Yuzheng Group, it has a slight advantage compared with several other groups.

He also knew that cooperation with Wang Group would also be helpful to the development of Yuzheng Group.

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The afternoon sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the Yuzheng Group headquarters building, onto the mirror-like marble floor, reflecting the simple yet luxurious modern style decoration.

The air is filled with a light, high-end fragrance, and everything is in order, exuding efficiency and professionalism.

Yan Bei stood at the entrance of the reception area outside the president's office, his posture as straight as a pine tree.

He was wearing a perfectly tailored dark gray haute couture suit, ironed without a wrinkle, which made his shoulders broad, waist narrow and figure slender.

The shirt collar is slightly open, revealing the clearly defined collarbone, making it less rigid and more casually sexy.

He was not wearing a tie, only a low-key and luxurious Patek Philippe watch on his wrist, the dial reflecting a calm light in the sunlight.

His face was handsome to the point of being fierce, with sword-like eyebrows slanting into his temples, a high nose bridge, and thin lips tightly pursed into a firm straight line.

The pair of eyes that were usually as deep as a cold pond, now, when facing the incoming guests, concealed some of the cold edge of the business world, and added a little just the right gentleness and smile, but deep in the eyes, there was still the sharpness and calmness that saw through everything.

He exudes the powerful aura of someone who has long been in a superior position. He is calm and reserved, yet has unquestionable control.

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Wang from Wang Group has arrived." The assistant reported softly beside him.

Yan Bei nodded slightly and looked towards the elevator entrance.

The elevator door slowly opened, and an equally impressive middle-aged man walked out. He was Mr. Wang from the Wang Group.

Mr. Wang was wearing a well-fitting navy blue suit and smiling, looking smart and friendly.

Almost at the same time Wang walked out of the elevator, Yan Bei took the initiative to step forward to greet him, his steps steady and unhurried.

"Mr. Wang, I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person!" Yan Bei's voice was low and pleasant, with just the right amount of enthusiasm. When he was a few steps away, he extended his hand.

When President Wang saw Yan Bei personally coming to greet him, his smile deepened. He quickly quickened his pace to greet him and shook Yan Bei's hands with both hands: "Mr. Yan, you're too polite! I've heard that Mr. Yan of Yuzheng Group is a young talent. Seeing him today, I can see that his reputation is well-deserved and his demeanor is extraordinary!"

The two hands clasped firmly for a moment, then released. Yan Bei's smile remained gentle, "Mr. Zhang, you're too kind. Mr. Zhang is a veteran in the business world, and I need to learn more from you. Please come in, and we'll chat over tea."

He turned sideways and made a "please" gesture, his posture was humble and polite, yet he still had the demeanor of a host.

"Mr. Yan, you are too polite. Please come in." Mr. Zhang also said politely and walked towards the reception area side by side with Yan Bei.

The two sat down and prepared to discuss cooperation.

Yan Bei did not sit upright, but leaned slightly in the wide leather seat, holding a slender cigar between his fingertips. The smoke curled up, but it did not affect his clear eyes.

He didn't seem to want to get to the point right away. He just used his eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts to calmly look at Mr. Wang, as well as the vice president and project manager who followed behind him.

"Mr. Wang," Mr. Yan finally spoke, his voice deep and magnetic, with an unquestionable sense of control, "Hongtu Real Estate's recent project on the land in the east of the city has been doing well."

Mr. Wang's heart sank slightly; Mr. Yan was indeed well-informed. He wore a well-placed smile, leaned forward slightly, and spoke sincerely, "Mr. Yan, you're too kind. It's just good luck and the hard work of our team. Compared to the global reach of the Universal Financial Group, our achievements are truly nothing compared to what we've accomplished before us." He offered a subtle compliment, keeping his compliment humble.

Yan Bei raised his eyebrows noncommittally, took a drag on his cigar, and slowly blew out smoke rings: "Mr. Wang is a down-to-earth man. I invited you here today to discuss the possibility of cooperation with the 'City of the Future' in the west of the city."

"City of the Future"—at the mention of these four words, Mr. Wang's heart leaped. It was a lucrative piece of meat, but also a tough nut to crack. The capital requirements were enormous, and the relationships involved were complex. Hongtu Real Estate had long coveted it, but had never dared to act rashly.

Unexpectedly, the Yuzheng chaebol was interested in getting involved and wanted to cooperate with him.

He suppressed his inner turmoil and maintained a calm expression: "I'd like to hear more about it. Mr. Yan, your vision has always been a benchmark for the industry."

Yan Bei sat up slightly straighter, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, a rhythmic "tap, tap" sound as if setting the tone for the negotiation. "Huanyu has long-term plans for the real estate sector, but we're more accustomed to behind-the-scenes capital operations and resource integration. Hongtu has extensive local development experience and strong execution capabilities, which we're optimistic about."

He paused, his gaze sharpening. "Our team can discuss the specific cooperation model later. Right now, I just want to know, Mr. Wang, how determined and sincere are Hongtu regarding this project?"

Mr. Wang took a deep breath. He knew that the real test was coming.

Yan Bei's seemingly casual question was actually an attempt to explore Hongtu's bottom line and strength.

He met Mr. Yan's gaze, his tone firm and forceful: "Mr. Yan, Hongtu's determination is just like our name, 'Hongtu', which means we have great ambitions. As for sincerity——"

He smiled faintly, his eyes gleaming with confidence. "We are willing to provide the best team, the most flexible mechanism, and unlimited investment to match Yuzheng Group's strategic vision."

Yan Bei smiled and said, "Okay." He extended his hand, "Then we'll have a pleasant cooperation."

Mr. Wang also extended his hand. "It's a pleasure to work with you. Thank you for your appreciation, Mr. Yan. It is my lifelong honor to work with you."

"You're welcome. I hope we can achieve even greater breakthroughs in future cooperation."

"I will, Mr. Yan. I won't bother you anymore."

"Okay, Mr. Wang, please take care."

After Mr. Wang left.

The corners of Yan Bei's mouth rose slightly. He attached great importance to this cooperation and hoped that there would be no mistakes.

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