It was the weekend.
Xia Weilan went to Moying Group with Mo Beichen.
Around noon, Mr. He of He's Group, accompanied by two men in business suits and carrying documents, entered the meeting room.
Mo Beichen brought Xia Weilan in and sat down on the opposite chairs. He motioned for Xia Weilan to hand over the documents.
"Mr. Mo, we've visited three large shopping malls this morning. To be honest, Moying Group is the main company we're considering and one we prefer," Mr. He said, not even bothering to look at Xia Weilan as his eyes were fixed on Mo Beichen.
Xia Weilan stood back beside Mo Beichen, lowering her eyes.
Mo Beichen paused for a moment. Instead of answering Mr. He, he said, "Sit down."
Everyone looked at Xia Weilan. It was Xia Weilan's first time being an assistant, and she didn't know whether to stand or sit. But since Mo Beichen had spoken, she quickly pulled over a chair and sat down beside him.
Only then did Mo Beichen calmly say to the people opposite:
"In that case, Mr. He can take a good look at our contract. If there's anything inappropriate, we can solve it on the spot."
Mr. He withdrew his gaze from Xia Weilan's innocent face. A glint of interest flashed in his eyes. Obviously, he mistook Xia Weilan for a good - looking vase, and one with a special relationship with Mr. Mo. However...
"I wonder if Mr. Mo is joking with us? This contract is the most absurd one I've seen today," Mr. He said bluntly.
Xia Weilan looked up in surprise. Mr. He opposite closed the file again and pushed it aside, his tone unfriendly.
Compared to Xia Weilan's shock, Mo Beichen calmly tapped on the table, looking as if he had everything under control. "What does Mr. He mean by this?"
Next, Mr. He pointed out many inconveniences in cooperating with Moying Group like a machine - gun. But Mo Beichen easily resolved them one by one.
Xia Weilan stared with wide eyes, feeling that the room was filled with the smell of gunpowder. The confrontation between two shrewd businessmen left no room for others to interrupt.
Suddenly, Mo Beichen stopped talking and stood up. "Mr. He, it's lunchtime now. How about we go to have lunch first? You've been busy all morning and must be on edge. Take a break and we'll continue this afternoon."
"Fine. We came a bit late. It's not the right time to continue talking now," Mr. He said as he stood up with his two assistants.
Mo Beichen shook hands with Mr. He in a business - like manner. "Then please move to the hotel. The rooms are already prepared."
Obviously, Mo Beichen had prepared everything in advance.
"Okay, thank you for your trouble, Mr. Mo." At this moment, the atmosphere relaxed. The group walked out of the meeting room together.
"Mr. Mo, this secretary of yours is new. I haven't seen her before. You used to always have male secretaries," Mr. He joked in the elevator.
Xia Weilan smiled faintly but didn't say a word. She had read Mr. He's profile and knew that he was a straightforward person who said what was on his mind. He was also very serious about work. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gotten so angry in the meeting room just now. A few words that didn't suit his taste could make him jump up.
"Newly recruited," Mo Beichen said indifferently.
Hearing this, Xia Weilan looked up at Mo Beichen again and found that his expression was just calm. She stood behind him, looking at his side - face. From this angle, his features seemed even more profound than usual.
Xia Weilan was so absorbed in looking that she didn't notice Mr. He on the other side looking at her with great interest.
Mr. He didn't believe that a secretary would dare to look at her boss like this.
Moreover, Mr. He could see that there was the love of a woman in love in Xia Weilan's eyes, a different kind of sparkle that was too obvious.
The elevator door opened, and Mo Beichen stepped out.
Not long after, at the dinner table, the five of them had a meal together.
Because of her status as a secretary, Xia Weilan behaved herself. The atmosphere at the dinner table was quite relaxed.
In the middle of the meal, Xia Weilan went to the restroom. When she was washing her hands at the sink, she heard the conversation of the two assistants in the next cubicle.
"Don't you think Mo Beichen is annoying? We've talked for 20 minutes this morning, and he still wants to continue this afternoon," one assistant said.
"Yeah, if it were me, I would have left long ago. Mr. He is just staying for this meal out of courtesy," the other assistant replied.
As they talked, their dissatisfaction grew:
"The first company we visited this morning was quite good. The price they offered was even lower than our estimate. But when we came to Mo's, the price increased by 10%. Isn't this just blatant robbery?"
"Yeah, Yihe Mall is also a large shopping mall. In terms of scale, it's no worse than the malls under Moying."
Hearing this, Xia Weilan narrowed her eyes. She tiptoed to the door and saw the two assistants walking out of the men's restroom next door, still whispering.
Xia Weilan waited for a while and then walked out. When she returned to the private room, she found the two assistants chatting as if nothing had happened:
"Mr. Mo, you're so considerate. We'll continue the talk this afternoon."
The two assistants were holding two VIP room cards, looking extremely happy.
After seeing off the group, Mo Beichen also took Xia Weilan back to the company.
"Husband, I just heard them say that their cooperation talk with us is just a formality. They already have a preferred partner," Xia Weilan told Mo Beichen what she had heard.
"I've read the information about Yihe Mall. It's a rising star, and its scale is quite large. But the quality of the goods there is uneven. I'm not optimistic about it. Why is Mr. He, such a smart person, doing this..." Xia Weilan said puzzledly.
A glint of light flashed in Mo Beichen's eyes. "Now that you mention it, I know the reason. Mr. He is not stupid. He knows that cooperating with Moying is a win - win situation. But he thinks our price is too high. He deliberately stalled this morning, probably trying to lower the price."
After saying this, Mo Beichen was silent for a few seconds. Then he suddenly looked at Xia Weilan, a shrewd light flashing in his deep pupils:
"Don't you want some experience? How about giving you a chance to show your skills this afternoon? You'll negotiate with them."
Xia Weilan blinked her eyes. A glint of interest flashed in her eyes, but she was also a bit worried. "Isn't it too hasty for such an important cooperation?"
"Don't you trust my judgment? I told you yesterday that everything has a first time. Besides, the worst - case scenario is just that the contract can't be signed. Although Moying Group wants to cooperate with the He family, there are countless other manufacturers who want to cooperate with us. It's no big deal if we lose the He's cooperation."
Xia Weilan didn't expect that the cooperation that Mo Beichen had accompanied for lunch and negotiation was actually considered less important than her experience.