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After I finished speaking, I continued to look at Miss Pender motionlessly as usual.

Am I revealing something?I think at this moment, my eyes are mostly as ordinary and mediocre as fish eyes in muddy water, not worth mentioning at all.My brain was empty, and I played back what I said over and over again-how can I say it?

I look away.

She still has her arms around me.When the words fell to the ground, Miss Pan De couldn't hide her surprise, but she was only surprised for a moment.The look in her eyes hasn't changed since just now, but instead, I'm even more confused: how can I deserve her to cherish me so much?

"I was thinking," Miss Pender's tone was very calm, "this request must have cost you a lot of courage."

I folded my arms and bowed my head like someone who has lost a tug-of-war: "I shouldn't have asked. You can blame me for that."

"Why should I blame you?"

"I shouldn't have asked that." I glanced at her, at first briefly, but after meeting my eyes, I couldn't take my attention away from her anymore.

How could there be such gentle eyes?

Miss Pender had eyes of the lake water at the beginning of summer.The scenery is rippling with the wind, and those shimmering lights and shadows love each other with her.What she gazes at, what her tenderness belongs to should be delicate mountains, majestic clouds, fields in the morning light, and gorgeous images between heaven and earth. They should be wonderful, profound, and nostalgic, not I.

I'm just a helpless villain.

"There is nothing you shouldn't ask. It's just a pity that we are limited by rules. Some rules can be broken, while others are permanent constraints. I can't answer, Yao, it's not that you can't ask." She stroked My cheek, moving very lightly, is as gentle as her eyes, "Promise me that you will realize that you are brave and that I am indeed someone you can rely on."

I didn't speak.My embarrassment was seen by her, and my desperation was seen through by her.But until this time she is still taking care of my face, what can I say?

I'm at the end of my boat.Success or failure, look at her now, not me.

She dropped her hand, took my right hand with both, and said sincerely, "This will be the first and only time I will answer your question 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, "Obviously I was begging you."

"Don't say that." She patted me, didn't speak anymore, just waited silently.

I can't describe how I feel.Originally, at this moment, I should feel overwhelmed, but those turbulent waves, those violent winds, my fear and helplessness all missed the appointment one after another.I looked up, only to see that the light became warmer, only to see her - and she immediately followed my will.

How dare I speculate about her like that before?

Suspiciousness just came from my malice, and Miss Pan De who is hiding behind the scenes is more innocent than me.

do i want to hear

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

She raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Thank you so much." I could barely look at her as I spoke, "I know I shouldn't—"

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

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

She gently stroked my face with the back of her hand and said, "Ask what you want."

I nodded and thought about it: "There is no consensus within the group on whether to establish a new company, right?"

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

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

Miss Pender sighed: "Yes. Some people think it's too risky to do so, but the support they can win from shareholders is limited."

"Is it the chairman who wants to split and reorganize?"

She looked over and nodded almost imperceptibly.

This matched Jocelyn's guess.

I frowned slightly. I took a quick glance at the composition of the group's shareholders on the way here today, but I still focused on the company and didn't have an in-depth understanding.

As far as a rough impression is concerned, the number of shares held by the southern giant is considerable, and the sum of voting rights and the chairman must have exceeded 60.00%.They both nodded, and no matter how much other major shareholders or 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 is it simply to make the big boss stand up?

I touched my forehead and spoke slowly: "There is one thing that is very strange. Since our listing, our stock price has risen nearly ten times; as of the second quarter of this year, none of the technology stocks in the market has risen higher than ours. Before. This is not something that can be done simply by luck or capital investment. I admit that the business model and capital are very important to a company, very important-but the executives are also a key part of it. Don’t investors Think about it?"

She looked at me: "You're right."

Miss Pan De looked a little helpless.I squinted my eyes: "Why?"

"I don't know." Her helplessness was deepening, "otherwise this project would be implemented faster. Don't underestimate our team."

I shrugged. "I didn't."

Miss Pande took a breath: "Do you really think I don't know what tricks your department is playing? Vietnam. Do you still need me to call the shots?"

"Our Vietnamese market is very good." I couldn't help laughing while crossing my arms.

I just like the feeling of meeting my opponent.

"Well, I don't have any evidence so far anyway, it's just a guess." Her gentle eyes hid a little bit of sharpness, 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... All I can say is that your chairman is a very assertive gentleman."

These words have a lot of meaning.I raised my eyebrows: "How assertive is he?"

"Like a stone in a desert," said Miss Pender, "you might expect it to turn into sand, but it obviously can't turn into a lump of mud under the action of the wind."

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

"A business worth 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 business affairs...and because of personal relationships, it affects business affairs."

Just like us.

Miss Pan De was thoughtful, and said slowly: "I have a gossip."

I nodded.

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

"Yes." I answered.We put a lot of effort into Indonesia in the past two years. Not only the big boss, but even I can chat with the service staff in the room department of the local resident hotel from time to time. One employee even gave me a special gift before resignation—a large bottle Rose-flavored disinfectant—it can be seen how deeply we stayed there.

He used to return to Singapore on weekends.I always thought it was for family.

"This encounter hasn't happened since last summer." She looked at me. "Any thoughts?"

Mexico!

It suddenly dawned on me that the business development in Brazil had achieved some results at that time. The big boss took us to meetings all day long to discuss entering the "Red Sea". 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 "Red Sea" was inexplicably shelved later, the constipated working state of the big boss really left a deep impression on me.A person like him is always keen on new markets and new business models, so how can he be so meek and reserved as if he was being driven to the shelves?

I recalled the information my boss told me.At that time, I felt strange, if the chairman of the group and the big boss were just a dispute of ideas, one wanted to focus on the expansion of new markets in China, and the other wanted to focus on Brazil. This was just a difference between radical and conservative approaches. Caused discord?

The Brazilian market has been tried and tested, and the success or failure of the "Red Sea" is entirely due to "Schrödinger". If you choose any one, it can be said that you have different ideas; but if you put it on the opposite side, it is two brand new markets, one east and one West, one rich and one poor...

This is a line fight.

I said, "I'm afraid it will be extremely challenging to convince the chairman to change his mind."

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

I nodded slowly: "Now I understand why you want to find a CEO who is a good baby like a mother."

Miss Pan De frowned: "I'm not looking for that kind of candidate."

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

Miss Pender gave me a sideways look.

We looked at each other and smiled."Are there any other questions?" she asked.

She still smiled, but this sentence is undoubtedly a reminder that I cannot ignore.I woke up from the joke, my emotions gradually faded, and I shook my head: "No more."

Miss Pan De looked over and nodded slowly.

She said slowly: "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 I reached an agreement, and she has guessed my identity [-]% by her.She told me such crucial information today under my pleading, that this cooperation has no real meaning if it is barely continued.

Is this good news for me and her?

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

She just smiled and shook her head: "I enjoyed working with you...despite the difference."

After a while, Miss Pande said again: "There is one more thing I want to tell you."

I was taken aback, feeling terrified for no reason, and asked, "What do you think?"

Her lips parted slightly: "I have submitted an application for avoidance of interests."