End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

Teng Junze's friend's words were like thunder, exploding in the air that was originally full of hope.

The plan had just been launched when undercurrents began to surge among various forces.

In ancient times, several small families in Teng Junze's territory united and openly questioned his cooperation with Fan Mengmeng, believing that the benefits they obtained were distributed unevenly.

In modern times, although Boss Zhao signed the agreement, he secretly began to contact other businessmen, trying to redistribute the market share. Fan Mengmeng's mother also worriedly advised her daughter to think twice before acting, fearing that she would be drawn into some dangerous vortex.

All forces are watching and testing, and their attention is focused on Fan Mengmeng, the girl who looks weak but holds the key.

Fan Mengmeng felt the pressure coming like a tide, but she did not panic.

She knew that in this plan, she was the bridge connecting the two time and space, and the key to maintaining the interests of all parties.

If she falls, the whole plan will fail.

She took a deep breath and tried to keep herself calm.

In ancient times, Teng Junze forcefully suppressed the rebellion of several small families, but he also knew that this was only a temporary solution. If the problem was not fundamentally solved, similar things would happen again.

He looked at Fan Mengmeng, his eyes full of worry and trust.

In modern times, facing Boss Zhao's repeated attempts, Fan Mengmeng just smiled faintly and did not respond directly.

She knew that in this world where interests are paramount, verbal promises are the least valuable things, and only agreements written in black and white can truly bind people's hearts.

"Ms. Fan, what do you think about the market share issue..." Boss Zhao rubbed his hands and spoke tentatively.

Fan Mengmeng interrupted him, a sly look flashing in her eyes, "Boss Zhao, you seem to have forgotten the agreement we signed earlier..." She paused deliberately, took out a document bag from her bag, and gently placed it on the table, "Detailed agreement."

Fan Mengmeng was not in a hurry. She pulled out a thick agreement from the file bag. It was filled with densely packed clauses, and every word seemed to carry a tremendous amount of weight.

"Boss Zhao, look, it's written clearly in black and white about the division of market share and the amount of liquidated damages..." Her slender fingers tapped lightly on the key terms of the agreement, and every word struck Boss Zhao's heart.

Boss Zhao's face turned pale and blue. He originally thought that Fan Mengmeng was young and easy to fool, but he didn't expect that she was well prepared. The agreement was so watertight that he couldn't find any loopholes at all.

He smiled awkwardly, "Ms. Fan, look at this. I'm doing this for everyone's benefit. The market is changing rapidly..."

"Boss Zhao," Fan Mengmeng interrupted him, her tone still calm, "I believe you are a successful businessman and should understand the value of the word 'integrity'." She pushed the agreement in front of Boss Zhao and said, "If you have any objections to the content of this agreement, we can discuss it separately, but the premise is that we must respect this agreement." Boss Zhao picked up the agreement, flipped through it, and finally sighed helplessly.

However, the story does not end there.

Boss Zhao's eyes rolled and he came up with a new idea.

"Ms. Fan," he said, putting on a smile, "Look, the market demand is so huge. If we can increase the supply, wouldn't we be able to make more money?" He paused and continued, "I can provide more resources, but..." He gave Fan Mengmeng a meaningful look, "You know, these resources aren't unlimited. I need more... resources."

Boss Zhao's words seemed to be for everyone's good, but in fact they were a disguised request for more market share, which undoubtedly affected the interests of other partners.

When the news reached ancient times, Teng Junze's friends immediately found him and said anxiously, "Junze, it's clear that Boss Zhao wants to monopolize the market! We can't let him succeed!" Teng Junze's face was gloomy and modern. Fan's mother also heard the news. She found Fan Mengmeng with worry and said, "Mengmeng, Boss Zhao is not a good person. You must be careful!"

Fan Mengmeng rubbed his temples. Boss Zhao’s greed, the covetous eyes of the ancient small family, and his mother’s worries...

All the pressure was on her shoulders.

But she didn't back down. Instead, she smiled confidently, "Don't worry, I have a way." She picked up the phone and dialed a number, "Hello, it's me..." Her voice was low and firm, "The plan needs to be adjusted..."

Xiaolu hurried into Teng Junze's study, "Master, Master! Something bad has happened!"

Fan Mengmeng hung up the phone, a gleam in her eyes.

She quickly wrote and drew on paper, sorting out the complex interests clearly.

If Boss Zhao wants more, then give him more, but not now, but in the future.

If small families in ancient times wanted fairness, they would be given fairness, but not divided equally, but distributed according to work.

She wants to establish a new benefit distribution mechanism, a dynamic and sustainable mechanism so that everyone can see hope and work towards a common goal.

"I have a new plan." Fan Mengmeng's voice was clear and firm, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

She presented her plan in a clear and organized manner.

She proposed that a portion of future market returns be used as a reward, distributed according to each person's contribution.

In this way, Boss Zhao's greed was satisfied, but not immediately, but required him to work harder; the small families in ancient times got fairness, but not something for nothing, but required them to make corresponding contributions.

Boss Zhao was a little dissatisfied at first, but after hearing Fan Mengmeng's explanation, his eyes lit up.

Although this plan cannot bring him more benefits immediately, it paints a bigger pie for him. As long as he works hard, he can get more rewards.

His astute business mind immediately began to calculate how to gain the greatest benefits from this new mechanism.

In ancient times, Teng Junze looked at Fan Mengmeng with his eyes full of admiration and love.

This girl always shows amazing wisdom and courage in times of crisis.

He quietly held Fan Mengmeng's hand, giving her silent support.

Fan Mengmeng felt Teng Junze's warmth and her heart was filled with strength.

Fan's mother was originally worried about her daughter, but when she saw how confident and calm she was, she gradually felt relieved.

She knew that her daughter had grown up and was able to stand on her own.

At this moment, Teng Junze's friend suddenly spoke up, "I..."

Teng Junze's friend slammed the table so hard that the teacup jumped up.

"I support Miss Fan's plan!" His loud voice echoed in the room, carrying an unquestionable majesty.

"Junze's vision is always right." They all grew up watching Teng Junze's friends and admired his prestige and ability. Since he expressed his support for Fan Mengmeng, they naturally had nothing to say. Several people who were originally wavering also expressed their agreement, and the situation gradually stabilized.

Modern, Boss Zhao's eyes rolled, and he immediately agreed: "Ms. Fan's plan is really brilliant! It can motivate everyone and ensure fairness. I fully agree with it!" He smiled, as if the previous quibbling had never happened.

Seeing this, other businessmen also expressed their support. After all, Fan Mengmeng had the big tree of Teng Junze standing behind her, and they did not dare to offend him easily.

Fan Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the situation stabilize.

She knew that this was only a temporary calm, and many unknown challenges were waiting for them during the implementation of the plan.

She looked into the distance, her eyes gleaming with determination.

In ancient times, Teng Junze gently patted the back of Fan Mengmeng's hand and gave her an encouraging look.

He knew that this girl was stronger and smarter than he thought.

He believes that no matter how many difficulties lie ahead, they can overcome them together.

Fan Mengmeng shook Teng Junze's hand back, with a faint smile on her lips.

She knew that she was not fighting alone, she had Teng Junze, his friends, and all the people who supported her.

Together, they will create a new future.

Everything seemed to be moving in the right direction, but at this moment, Xiaolu suddenly rushed in with a pale face and said in a trembling voice: "Master...someone is coming from the palace... "