I am in the last days, I can connect to reality

Qiao Aiai opened the door, and soon, Tan Song, the middle-aged man whom Sun Xiaoyan had met before, walked in, followed by a burly young man carrying a suitcase in his hand.

Sun Xiaoyan stood up to greet him: "Hello, Mr. Tan!"

Tan Song shook hands with Sun Xiaoyan with a smile on his face, and glanced at the isolation box containing the meteorite on the table. Sun Xiaoyan just smiled slightly and asked Tan Song to sit down.

Tan Song took the suitcase from the young man and said lightly, "Go wait for me outside the door!" The young man nodded slightly, glanced at Qiao Aiai out of the corner of his eye, and then left the room.

Sun Xiaoyan didn't say anything. Ma Fang served them a cup of coffee, then pulled Qiao Aiai into a room. Only Tan Song and Sun Xiaoyan were left in the living room.

Sun Xiaoyan gently stroked the edge of the coffee cup with her fingertips, waiting for Tan Song to speak. Tan Song did not speak immediately, but crossed his hands on his lower abdomen and looked at Sun Xiaoyan quietly.

For a moment, the room fell into silence.

After a while, Tan Song finally let out a long breath and said, "Miss Sun, how do you think about the matter I mentioned to you earlier?"

Sun Xiaoyan smiled and said, "Mr. Tan, I think I've made myself clear. I have no shortage of money, and I'd love to cooperate with your company or organization, but I also need to know what this thing is, right?"

As he spoke, Sun Xiaoyan pointed to the isolation box containing the meteorite and said with a smile, "Since we want to cooperate, there should at least be some trust!"

Tan Song's eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at Sun Xiaoyan. After a while, he said quietly, "Miss Sun, you're playing with fire, you know?"

Sun Xiaoyan frowned and said, "In that case, I don't think there's anything more to discuss. I'll fly back to Kyoto tomorrow. I'll keep the meteorite safe. I hope we'll have the opportunity to work together again in the future!"

At this point, Sun Xiaoyan's voice rose slightly: "Ai Ai, get out!"

Following the shout, Ma Fang and Qiao Aiai appeared in the living room. Qiao Aiai strode forward and made a gesture of invitation to Tan Song.

Tan Song's face looked a little solemn. He picked up the handbag that had been placed on the floor. Qiao Aiai subconsciously took a step forward and stood in front of Sun Xiaoyan.

Tan Song calmly took out a folder from his bag, placed it on the table, and pushed it towards Sun Xiaoyan. Sun Xiaoyan curiously took it and opened it. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What does this mean?"

Tan Song smiled and said, "This is a controlling stake agreement for a pharmaceutical research and development company in Country M. As long as you sign the last page, you will own 61% of the company's shares, with a market value of tens of billions of US dollars. This company has strong new drug research and development capabilities, which is very suitable for Tianhai Pharmaceutical's current needs."

At this point, Tan Song leaned forward slightly and said with a smile: "This is the greatest sincerity of our organization!"

Ma Fang and Qiao Aiai on the side changed their expressions when they heard this, especially Ma Fang, who looked surprised and looked at Sun Xiaoyan, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Sun Xiaoyan was also a little surprised by Tan Song's generosity. She frowned slightly and looked at the controlling agreement in front of her, feeling a little undecided.

To be honest, Tan Song did give her an offer that she couldn't refuse: a meteorite of unknown use could be exchanged for a research and development company with a market value of nearly 10 billion US dollars.

This deal is a sure win for anyone, so it's unlikely that Sun Xiaoyan wouldn't be tempted!

But there was always a voice in Sun Xiaoyan's heart reminding her that there is no free lunch in this world. Since Tan Song is willing to pay such a high price in exchange for this meteorite, it can only mean one thing!

The value of this meteorite must be greater than the conditions he offered, otherwise, no one would do a business that would lose money!

……

After a long silence, Sun Xiaoyan put the folder on the table with difficulty, pressed her delicate hand on the folder, hesitated for three seconds, and finally made up her mind and pushed the folder back.

"I'm sorry, I said, I don't need money, what I need is the truth!"

Seeing Sun Xiaoyan's actions, Tan Song suddenly lost his composure. He stood up with a bang, his eyes even blazing with fire, and his fists clenched tightly. He shouted, "Miss Sun, you are not accepting my toast and you are drinking a penalty!"

Hearing Tan Song's somewhat extreme words, Sun Xiaoyan broke away from his previous entanglement and stood up to look at Tan Song: "Mr. Tan, even if the deal fails, there is still friendship. We are all civilized people, there is no need to speak harshly!"

After he finished speaking, Sun Xiaoyan picked up the isolation box on the table and turned to walk towards the bedroom. Tan Song subconsciously raised his hand to stop him, but Qiao Aiai stepped forward in time to block Tan Song and said politely, "Mr. Tan, please!"

Tan Song withdrew his hand angrily, snorted coldly, put the folder back into the suitcase, turned around and walked out of the room.

Tan Song walked out of the room and heard the sound of a door closing behind him. After a brief pause, he walked towards the elevator, and the young man who had been standing outside followed closely behind him.

The two men came to the elevator entrance. The young man pressed the down button first, while Tan Song stood silently at the elevator door, his face calm, but his heart was surging.

"Ding dong!"

The elevator arrived and the door opened, but Tan Song did not move, as if he was still in deep thought. Until now, Tan Song felt a little regretful. He regretted that he should have resolutely spent a large amount of money to get this meteorite!

If I had done that at the beginning, although it might have caused some trouble, I wouldn't be as passive as I am now!

While he was thinking, the elevator door began to close automatically. Tan Song stopped thinking, stretched out his hand to block the elevator door, and said calmly: "Notice that the negotiations have broken down and implement Plan A!"

The young man immediately responded solemnly: "I understand!"

Then, the two of them walked into the elevator door one after the other. At the moment the elevator door closed, through the crack in the door, one could see a ruthless look flashing in Tan Song's eyes as he looked towards Sun Xiaoyan's room.

Inside the room, Sun Xiaoyan placed the isolation box containing the meteorite on the table, rested his elbows on the table with his chin supported, staring blankly at the meteorite, with a thousand thoughts in his mind.

"What secrets does this meteorite hide? Why would Tan Song, or rather, the organization he belongs to, go to such great lengths to obtain it?"

"Knock, knock, knock!" At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Sun Xiaoyan sat up straight and said, "Come in."

The door opened, and Ma Fang and Qiao Aiai walked in. Sun Xiaoyan looked at them puzzledly and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Ma Fang glanced at Qiao Aiai and said, "Mr. Sun, Aiai thinks Tan Song might have some bad intentions and wants you to move to another place."

"Hmm?" Sun Xiaoyan was stunned. She looked at Qiao Aiai and said with a smile, "Aiai, what do you think?"

Qiao Aiai said with a serious expression, "Miss Sun, the young man that Tan Song brought tonight smells of blood. If I'm not mistaken, he must have killed someone!"

"???"

Sun Xiaoyan and Ma Fang were both stunned. Only then did Ma Fang understand why Qiao Aiai insisted on dragging her along and wanted Sun Xiaoyan to change hotels.