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After I finished speaking, I still looked at Miss Pan De in accordance with my inertia.

Am I showing something? I think that at this moment, my eyes are mostly as ordinary and mediocre as fish eyes in muddy water, which is not worth mentioning. My brain is empty, repeating what I said over and over again-how can I say it?

I looked away.

She still hugged me. When the voice fell, Miss Pan De's astonishment could not be concealed, but she was only surprised for a moment. The expression in her eyes has not changed since then, but it turned out that I became more confused: Why am I worthy of her cherishment?

"I was thinking," Miss Pande's tone was very flat, "this request must have made you pay a lot of courage."

I held my arms and hung my head down, like someone who had lost a tug-of-war game: "I shouldn't ask. You can blame me for that."

"Why should I blame you?"

"I shouldn't ask that." I glanced at her, originally just a quick glance, but after my eyes met, I could no longer take my attention away from her.

How could there be such tender eyes?

In Miss Pan De's eyes, there was a lake in the summer. The scenery is rippling like waves with the wind, and those sparkling lights and shadows love each other with her. What she stares at, what her tenderness belongs to, should be the delicate mountains, magnificent clouds, the wilderness in the morning, and the splendid images between the sky and the earth. They should be beautiful, deep, and nostalgic, not I.

I'm just a little man at a loss.

"There is nothing you shouldn't ask. It's just a pity that we are restricted by rules. Some rules can be broken, and some are permanently bound. I can't answer, Yao, it's not that you can't ask." She stroked. My cheeks are extremely light, as gentle as her eyes, "Promise me, you have to realize that you are brave, and I am indeed someone you can rely on."

I didn't speak. She saw all my embarrassment, and she saw through my desperate situation. But until this time she was still taking care of my face, what can I say?

I have broken the boat. It's success or failure, and now I look at her, not me.

She dropped her hands, held my right hand in both hands, and said sincerely: "This will be the first and only time I will answer your questions about the project. I think you have made your choice, and As someone who shares intimacy and commitment with you, I really want to help you too."

"You don't need to be so humble." I held back my tears and looked down on myself more and more, "I am obviously begging you."

"Don't say that." She patted me and stopped talking, just waited silently.

I can't describe how I feel. At this moment, I should have felt that the river was overwhelmed, but those stormy waves, those violent winds, my fear and helplessness all missed the appointment one after another. I raised my head, only seeing the light became gentle, only seeing her-she immediately followed my will.

How dare I speculate on her like that before?

The suspiciousness comes only from my malice, and Miss Pan De, who is hiding behind the scenes, is more innocent than me.

Do i want to listen?

She is still waiting for me. I stayed quiet, took a breath quietly, and said, "I'm ready. And..."

She raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Thank you so much." I barely dared to look at her when I spoke, "I know I shouldn't—"

"Hey." Miss Pande interrupted me. "If you don't ask me, what choice do you have?"

I was silent and looked at her: "Thank you, Sonia."

She stroked my face gently with the back of her hand again, and said, "You can ask whatever you want."

I nodded and considered: "There are different opinions within the group on whether to establish a new company, right?"

She acquiesced to this statement, but did not answer immediately, instead she looked at me meaningfully for a moment: "You seem to have other channels."

"The only thing I can rely on right now is you." I immediately gave in and admitted her guess in disguise.

Miss Pan De sighed: "Yes. Some people think this is too risky, but the shareholder support they can get is limited."

"Is the chairman wanting to split and reorganize?"

She looked over and nodded almost impossible to find out.

This is in line with Jocelyn's guess.

I frowned slightly, the composition of the group's shareholders, I hurriedly glanced on the way I came today, but the focus was still on the company side, without in-depth understanding.

As far as the rough impression is concerned, the number of shares held by the southern giants is considerable, and the sum of voting rights and the chairman must exceed 67%. They both nodded. No matter how other major shareholders or senior executives with voting rights objected, it would not help.

But why do you have to dismantle the company, is it to dismantle the crab shell, or simply want to take the big boss?

I touched my forehead and spoke slowly: "One thing is very strange. Since we went public, our stock price has risen nearly tenfold. As of the second quarter of this year, none of the technology stocks on the market has gained the same rate as ours. Before. This is not something that can be done simply by luck or capital investment. I admit that business model and capital are very important and very important for a company-but executives are also a key part of it. Don’t investors? Consider this question?"

She looked at me: "You are right."

Miss Pan De's expression was a bit helpless. I squinted my eyes: "Why?"

"I don't know." Her helplessness deepened. "Otherwise this project will be implemented faster. Don't underestimate our team."

I shrugged: "I don't have one."

Miss Pan De took a breath: "Do you really think I don't know what tricks your department is doing? Vietnam. Do you still use me to roll your name?"

"Our Vietnamese market is very good." I couldn't help but smile with my arms.

I just like the feeling of playing against each other.

"Well, anyway, I have no evidence so far. This is just a guess." There was a little bit of sharpness hidden in her gentle eyes, and she turned, "I really don't know. In the early stage, in order to win this project, We have made a lot of preparations... I can only say that your chairman is a very opinionated gentleman."

These words are very meaningful. I raised my eyebrows: "How strong is he?"

"Like a rock in the desert." Miss Pande said, "You can expect it to turn into sand, but under the influence of the wind, it obviously cannot become a mass of mud."

I laughed at her analogy and asked: "Do you think it might be a private dispute?"

"A business of tens of billions of dollars?" She looked at me and shook her head. "I don't think so."

I took a breath: "Sometimes people develop personal relationships because of official business...and because of personal relationships, it affects official business."

Just like us.

Miss Pan De thoughtfully, slowly said: "I have a gossip."

I nodded.

"Mr. Chairman likes to drink wine very much. In 18 or 19, I heard that he and Lisong got together for wine tasting more than once. At that time, Lisong was on business trip almost all the time, right?"

"Yes." I answered. We have put a lot of effort in Indonesia in the past two years. Not only the big boss, but I can chat with the service staff of the local hotel room department from time to time. Before resignation, an employee gave me a gift-a large bottle. The rose-flavored disinfectant water-it shows the degree of deep ploughing we stayed there.

He often returned to Singapore on weekends. I always thought it was to be with my family.

"After last summer, this kind of encounter never happened again." She looked at me, "Any ideas?"

Mexico!

It suddenly dawned on me that the business development in Brazil at that time had achieved some results. The big boss pulled us all day long to discuss the entry into the "Red Sea", but from time to time, he would privately mention the new blue ocean with me and the boss: the achievements of the old blue ocean in Brazil are obviously It gave him more ideas. Compared with the Red Sea battlefield in Greater China, the development of a new blue ocean business like Mexico will obviously be more stable and relatively smooth.

Although the expansion of the "Red Sea" was later inexplicably shelved, the constipation-like working condition of the big boss at that time really left a deep impression on me. People like him, who have always been enthusiastic about new markets and new business models, are so gentle and reserved as if they were driven by ducks on the shelves?

I remembered the information the boss told me. At that time, I found it strange that if the chairman of the group and the big boss are just a dispute between ideas, one wants to focus on the expansion of new markets in China, and the other wants to focus on Brazil. This is just the difference between radical and conservative practices. Disturbance?

The Brazilian market has tried a little bit of a sledgehammer. The success or failure of the "Red Sea" is entirely Schrödinger's. Choosing any of them can be said to be inconsistent in concept; but if you put it on the opposite side, there are two brand-new markets, one east and the other. West, one rich and one poor...

This is a line struggle.

I said: "It would be extremely challenging to persuade the chairman to change his mind."

"You mean, it's impossible?" She looked at me.

I nodded slowly: "Now I understand why you are looking for a mother-like CEO."

Miss Pan De frowned: "I'm not looking for a candidate like that."

"Didn't you say anything. In terms of business philosophy, the CEO must be highly unified with the board of directors, and must be good at flexibility?" I blinked, "That's my mother's good baby."

Miss Pan De gave me a glance.

We smiled at each other. She asked: "Any other questions?"

She did not smile, but to me, this sentence is undoubtedly a reminder that I can't ignore. I woke up from the joke, my mood gradually faded, and shook my head: "No more."

Miss Pan De looked over and nodded slowly.

She slowly said: "Then I think, our cooperation will also be terminated."

Yes.

My thoughts stopped for a moment and then flowed again. Now I have deviated from the original agreement when the agreement was reached, and she had guessed a hundred percent of my identity. Today, she told me such a crucial message under my plea that this cooperation will be reluctant to continue, and it has no real meaning.

Is this good news for me and her?

I lowered my eyes and raised my eyelashes to look at her: "It is a pleasure to work with you. Thank you for helping me a lot in the end."

She just smiled and shook her head: "I enjoy working with you...Although the position is different."

For a moment, Miss Pan De said again: "There is one more thing I want to tell you."

I was taken aback, panicked for no reason, and asked, "You said?"

Her lips opened slightly: "I have submitted an application for avoidance of interest."