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Bai Mengyan stared wide-eyed at Bai Jingcheng, "Big brother, what do you mean by that?"

Bai Jingcheng put his hands behind his back and said, "You're not stupid. Didn't you see him talking on the phone with someone else when you went in?"

"No sense of crisis?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mengyan gripped her skirt tightly with her hands hanging at her sides. "Yes."

As soon as the sound faded, the elevator reached the first floor, and Bai Jingcheng was the first to leave the elevator.

This time, Bai Mengyan didn't follow. She let the elevator open and close repeatedly before slowly walking out of it.

His face was somewhat ferocious inside the elevator, but when he came out, he had already regained his dignified and elegant appearance.

This action of following her older brother one after the other has led many people watching this scene to believe once again that Bai Mengyan and Duan Yao definitely have some kind of unusual relationship.

The paparazzi hiding in the shadows outside also started to seize any opportunity to capture Bai Mengyan's visit to the Duan Group and posted photos of her on the entertainment section.

Main title: [Bai Mengyan visits Duan's Consortium, sparking speculation of an impending good news!]

Subtitle: [Since ancient times, marriage has been about matching social status; Duan Yao and Bai Mengyan are a match made in heaven!]

After Bai Mengyan left the Duan Group's gate and got into the car, her assistant soon told her about the scandal.

The assistant also asked her, "Sister Mengyan, do you need us to handle this and respond?"

Bai Mengyan was secretly pleased upon hearing this, "No need."

Thinking to myself that these titles were really good, they pleased her greatly.

Inside Bai Jingcheng's car, who had gone ahead of her.

Bai Jingcheng's assistant, Luo Meng, asked him, "Young Master, doesn't Master Duan agree to our exchange terms?"

Bai Jingcheng grunted in response, his face remaining completely expressionless.

"Then?" Luo Meng wanted to ask Bai Jingcheng what to do next.

After all, the main business of the Bai Group is pharmaceuticals, and to maintain its success, it must find a top-notch pharmacist.

Nanming is the most ideal one.

But Nanming is hard to find!

The Bai family is powerful enough, with top-notch connections, but no matter how much manpower and resources they mobilized, they still couldn't find this pharmacist.

Until a few days ago, when they heard that the Duan Group had also mobilized its manpower to look for Nanming, the Bai Group couldn't sit still anymore and directly brought the land to Nanming's door as a bargaining chip.

Otherwise, with Duan Yao's even more outstanding network of connections, finding Nan Ming would be a piece of cake.

It won't be so easy for Bai's Group to maintain its leading position in the pharmaceutical industry in the future.

They just didn't expect that even though their eldest son had mobilized land in the south of the city, Master Duan was still not tempted.

What assistant Luo Meng didn't know was that Bai Jingcheng knew this wouldn't work out before he came to the Duan family.

He only came because he heard that Duan Yao seemed to have a weakness, and he wanted to find out more.

Unexpectedly, some answers are self-evident without even being asked.

The phone at the entrance is so obvious.

If the other person wasn't deeply favored by Duan Yao, then such a cold-hearted person would never have such an expression and tone.

Good thing!

Bai Jingcheng wanted to find Duan Yao's weakness so that he could use it to control him in the future.

Thinking of this, Bai Jingcheng's eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses were full of amusement. "What do you think is the name of the woman Mengyan has been investigating recently?"

Luo Meng: "Song Beiyou, the eldest daughter of the Song family."

Bai Jingcheng raised an eyebrow. "Give me a detailed profile of this person later."

Romon: "Yes."

......

Song Beiyou never imagined that she would be remembered by so many people at this moment.

One by one, they were either looking for her or on their way to look for her.

Or rather, they're either trying to harm her, or they're on their way to harm her.

Sunday, no classes.

Song Beiyou still wanted to stay at home.

However, while they were staying at home, Duan Yu and his mother came to their door.

They also brought a delicious soup and some homemade snacks.

Just as autumn was truly in full swing and a chill was creeping in, Song Beiyou was surprised but also felt a warmth in his heart.

However, when they left, Old Madam Duan and Duan Yu left some things behind.

It's a box of pastries.

Song Beiyou didn't notice this thing until Old Madam Duan returned home and sent her a voice message.

Oh dear, Youyou, I think I left a box of pastries in your kitchen.

Look at my memory, that was for my youngest son.

How about this, since you live quite close to his workplace, could you help me deliver it?

Otherwise, the snacks won't taste good if they're left out for too long.

Please help me, I got up at 4:30 in the morning and worked hard to make this.

When Song Beiyou received this voice message, he was speechless.

I'm feeling a bit tired, but I don't know who to talk to.

He took out the box of pastries that Old Madam Duan had "forgotten" from the kitchen, thought for a moment, and then went into the room.

When you come out again, you're dressed neatly, you pick up your phone, put some snacks in a bag, and that's when you leave home.

Having returned to the Duan family's old residence, Old Madam Duan spoke with Yan Dong, who was hiding in the shadows of Jinxiu Villa, in front of Duan Yu.

"How is winter?"

In the dead of winter, a voice announced, "Madam, Miss Song has taken some snacks and gone out."

"Hahahaha." Madam Duan laughed heartily upon hearing this. "That's wonderful! I knew Youyou was beautiful inside and out."

"Have your older brother follow up immediately and report back to me with firsthand information."

Duan Yu, slumped in the chaise lounge, twitched his lips.

This family would definitely fall apart without his grandmother.

If his uncle and Song Beiyou succeed in the future, his grandmother will definitely be credited with their achievements.

Tsk tsk tsk, what a cunning old woman who knows how to stir up trouble.

that side.

Song Beiyou brought some snacks to the Duan Group.

This is Song Beiyou's second time here.

I still remember the first time I came here, I was mistaken for a vulgar woman who came to find a rich husband.

This time, I noticed that the receptionist from last time was gone; it seemed like the entire receptionist had been replaced.

Upon seeing this, Song Beiyou frowned slightly, thinking that the unfamiliar face would probably repeat the same tactics as last time.

He simply took out his phone, ready to call Duan Yao directly, skipping all these unnecessary procedures.

However, before the call could even be made, the receptionist's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed with trepidation, "Ms. Song, you've arrived!"

What brings you here?

Why didn't you give me a heads-up so I could have greeted you at the door?

This action made Song Beiyou raise an eyebrow.

For a fleeting second, I wondered if I had gone to the wrong place.

When she realized there wasn't any, she looked at the receptionist with a very puzzled expression.

This batch of receptionists was personally selected by Yan Li, who has a particularly keen eye for talent.

Seeing Song Beiyou like this, he quickly took out a poster from the front desk drawer, unfolded it, and said, "This is a poster that Assistant Yan collected for us, tsk tsk tsk."

And this is a photo of you, Miss Song. He instructed us that if you ever come, we must treat you with the utmost respect.

I never thought of this.

At this moment, Song Beiyou wanted to leave.

Unfortunately, it was too late; Duan Yao stepped out of the president's private elevator.