Chapter 83

Su Caiwei's wardrobe was filled with many clothes, and many of them were appropriate OL (Office Lady) outfits. As a white-collar worker, she was both beautiful and intelligent, and because of this, people dressed like her often attracted the admiration of many around them, making her truly eye-catching.

Su Caiwei usually only wore OL outfits when she went to the stationery factory. At those times, she was beautiful and graceful, like a yew tree, cold and proud. When she went to school, she dressed simply and coldly, giving off a distant and authoritative presence, as if warning others to keep their distance.

Only at home did she wear loose and casual clothes, giving off a hazy and alluring aura, as if she had just stepped out of a bath. It was truly remarkable that Su Yuan had managed to control himself in the face of her beauty for so many years.

Su Yuan found a set of OL clothes in the wardrobe. Fortunately, Su Caiwei was very particular about how she arranged her clothes, so even though he was a layman, Su Yuan was still able to easily and perfectly match a set.

Standing in front of the mirror, looking at his reflection, Su Yuan gave himself a high score of ninety points! In a certain sense, he was somewhat captivated by his own reflection. Imitating Su Caiwei's voice and tone, he cleared his throat and said, "Hmm... hmm, Xiao Yuan, you look very stylish!! Not bad, it should be fine."

Then, he followed the address he had obtained from his mother and headed to the stationery factory's office.

Although the stationery factory was a production facility, it still had a complete administrative office.

9:40 AM.

In front of a tall office building on Nan Road in Haizhou, a relatively prosperous area with high-rise buildings standing side by side, Su Yuan stood in front of a building named "Huihe International" and looked up, feeling somewhat astonished.

"Floor 10, Haizhou Su Meng Culture Co., Ltd. Yes, this is it!"

Su Yuan had never known that the full name of their stationery factory was this. In her memory, it had always been "Su Meng Stationery." Indeed, she hadn't paid attention to such matters for many years. After Su Caiwei's explanation, she finally understood that "Su Meng Stationery" was the name from several years ago. Now, with the factory's expansion, the company was called "Haizhou Su Meng Culture," and the original factory was under this company's name.

The company was still a 100% family-owned business, but it was managed by professional managers, making it more formal.

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Not long after Su Yuan entered the building, two business cars stopped in front of it. Mo Ying followed behind Yang Xiaowei, holding his hand with a happy expression.

During the National Day holiday, Yang Xiaowei finally introduced her to his parents. Knowing that the Yang family was well-off, Mo Ying often felt a sense of insecurity when with Yang Xiaowei. However, after visiting his home, her worries were completely dispelled.

Yang's parents were very satisfied with Mo Ying as their future daughter-in-law and had even given her a family heirloom. The next step was for both sets of parents to meet and finalize the arrangements.

Just as her classmates joked, she had truly found a golden turtle son-in-law.

"Xiao Wei, did your father really entrust you with the negotiation?" Thinking of the purpose of this trip, Mo Ying looked at her "man" in disbelief.

This was a deal involving a huge amount of money, and Yang's father had the courage to let his son make the decision. She felt both proud of Yang Xiaowei's abilities and worried that if he messed up, he would be scolded when he returned.

Seeing Mo Ying's lack of confidence, Yang Xiaowei smiled and said, "Don't worry, my father trusts my abilities in this area. I've been involved in the preliminary negotiations, and both parties have a strong intention to cooperate. Moreover, my father has set a bottom line for me. As long as I follow it and try to secure the best interests for our side, it should be fine."

Mo Ying nodded slightly, understanding only partially.

"Let's go, the meeting is scheduled to start at 10:00. We mustn't be late." With that, Yang Xiaowei led Mo Ying and several company members into the building.

They took the elevator to the 10th floor, and as soon as the elevator doors opened, they saw the large logo of "Haizhou Su Meng Culture Co., Ltd."

"Aunt Qin!"

Seeing a woman in her forties, Su Yuan called out and walked forward.

Aunt Qin also saw Su Yuan and felt a refreshing change. She walked over and looked Su Yuan up and down, "Not bad, not bad. Xiao Yuan, you look just as elegant as your mother in this outfit!"

Aunt Qin's full name was Qin Lanqing. She was a few years older than Su Caiwei and was a graceful woman. She used to joke with Su Yuan, and now, seeing her in a dress, she was even more interested.

If anyone had the closest relationship with the Su family, it was definitely Qin Lanqing, who was Su Caiwei's confidante.

"Xiao Yuan, follow me..."

Qin Lanqing led the way and brought Su Yuan to the general manager's office. "This is your mother's office. You can wait here for a while. After the negotiation, I'll bring the documents for you to sign!"

"Do I not need to be present at the negotiation?" Su Yuan asked in surprise.

Qin Lanqing shook her head with a smile.

Su Yuan said "Oh" and felt a bit uninterested. When she entered, many of the office staff had shown her great respect, making her feel like she was the "owner" of the place. Learning that she didn't need to participate in the negotiation or even be present, she realized she was just a proxy for signing.

Qin Lanqing left, and Su Yuan began to look around the office.

It was a spacious office of about thirty square meters, with leather sofas, rosewood furniture, and framed paintings on the walls—things that could only be bought with real money!

Lying back in the boss's chair, Su Yuan twirled a pen in her hand and suddenly felt a strange sensation. She seemed to lack a sufficient understanding of her family's "small stationery factory." It always seemed small, but in reality, it might not be so small.

"No, I must ask my mother about this when I get back! No, I'll call her now!"

Thinking this, she quickly reached into her pocket to take out her phone and call Su Caiwei.

"Knock, knock, knock!" The sound of knocking came from the door.

She looked at the door suspiciously, put down her phone, and immediately straightened up, saying, "Come in!"

The door opened, and a young woman in her twenties walked in, poured her a cup of tea, smiled gracefully, and then left the room.

Picking up the cup of tea, she sniffed it. "Mm! It's a very rich corn flavor, it's Maofeng tea!" Su Yuan was excited and drank the tea in one gulp.

After finishing, she wanted more but didn't want the young woman to come in again. She needed to be dignified and elegant! So, she smacked her lips, thought for a moment, and then personally took the thermos to refill her cup.

While drinking the tea, Su Yuan no longer felt the urge to call Su Caiwei.

About half an hour later, Qin Lanqing came in with a document. Seeing Su Yuan lying in the boss's chair with her legs on the table and a cup in hand, she shook her head slightly.

"Ah, Aunt Qin, is the negotiation over?"

Su Yuan reacted, adjusted her posture, and smiled nervously.

Qin Lanqing nodded and handed the document to Su Yuan with a smile, "Xiao Yuan, take a look first. The negotiation was within the framework, and the specific prices are within our acceptable range."

Su Yuan waved his hand, "What do I need to look at? I don't understand this." He completely trusted Aunt Qin, so he just glanced at the unit price, saw that it was close to what Su Caiwei had told her, and nodded, asking, "Where do I sign?"

Qin Lanqing pointed to a spot, and the company's seal was already there. Without hesitation, Su Yuan wrote "Su Caiwei" in a very cursive style.

After finishing, he suddenly asked, "Is it legal for me to sign on my mother's behalf?"

Qin Lanqing smiled, "Strictly speaking, it's not legal, but you are the legal heir of Su Meng Culture, and this matter has been acknowledged by Su Caiwei herself. Besides..." She looked at the signature, "Your handwriting is almost indistinguishable from hers."

Su Meng Culture had strict financial regulations. Although many powers were delegated to Qin Lanqing, as the actual owner, Su Caiwei had clear control over the finances.

This time, Su Caiwei authorized Su Yuan to sign on her behalf, but Qin Lanqing still emphasized to Su Yuan that as a proxy, she needed to maintain a sense of propriety.