Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

But Mr. Xue, the man behind the hidden family, was very cunning. Instead of giving Ye Wangchuan personal compensation, he made concessions from the chip industry and gave the capital city scientific research and development opportunities.

In this way, Ye Maoshan had to consider this matter from a higher perspective...

"I want to add one more thing." He has always been resolute and decisive in his behavior and actions. Although he is so young, he will consider more things as he gets older, and his essential style has not changed.

The Vancouver gentleman bent over and said, "Please tell me."

Ye Maoshan pondered: "They also want to give the Tsinghua University research team a chance to visit the laboratory."

Vancouver was stunned for a moment, knowing the weight behind his downplaying request, so he didn't dare to agree easily, so he only said: "I can convey it to you."

"Okay." Ye Maoshan waved his hands grandly: "Then you have agreed with them to come to me again."

When Vancouver saw that he must add this, otherwise there would be no discussion, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, looked at the shrewd and sturdy old man in front of him and said: "...You really will give me problems."

Ye Maoshan looked back with no guilt on his face and said calmly, "Didn't you also give me a problem?"

"..." He came to work as a lobbyist for the Hidden World family, and used the dispute between Beijing City and M Continent as a condition for the family to come forward and endure the hatred of the future heir being injured. It's just looking for trouble.

Vancouver knew he was in the wrong and suddenly choked on his words.

"Then you keep waiting for news from me."

"good."

**

Vancouver got accurate information from Ye Maoshan, so they turned around and contacted M State.

The old man in green shirt is messaging at home.

When I saw the phone ringing at home, I walked over without saying a word, picked up the receiver and put it to my ear: "What did the other party say?"

"The Ye family requested to add one more item to the original request, allowing the Tsinghua University research team to visit your laboratory." Vancouver did not beat around the bush and repeated Ye Maoshan's request.

Mr. Xue immediately turned green, took a breath, clenched the receiver in his hand, the blood vessels on his neck protruded, and sneered: "He's embarrassed to mention it."

Vancouver avoids suspicion: "This is a conflict between the two of you, and it has nothing to do with me. I am only responsible for spreading a message in the middle."

"In short, this is the condition offered by the Ye family. If you agree, we can continue the discussion. If you don't agree, there is no need to talk. I think Mr. Ye is very angry. It was only because I brought up the Beijing chip project that he could bear to listen to me. Otherwise, I might have been kicked out before I even mentioned the next thing..."

"...I know." Mr. Xue was at home because of the news coming back from Vancouver. His heart was in mid-air and he couldn't put it down and couldn't lift it up. It was extremely uncomfortable to hang there.

He tightened his fingers, tightened his face, and loosened the corners of his mouth: "I'll try to discuss it with other people first before I get back to you."

"good."

Vancouver added in an extremely gentle manner: "Mr.

"Um."

He heard the low voice of agreement from the old man in blue shirt, lowered his eyes and hung up the phone. He raised his head again and saw the driver peeking at him through the front rearview mirror.

The blond, blue-eyed middle-aged man glanced over fiercely, and the frightened driver immediately retracted his gaze.

He raised his hand to open the car window to let in the fresh air from outside, and casually told the driver: "Go to Zichen Road."

The driver sighed softly and turned the black car towards Zichen Road.