Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare

Chapter 1250: Chapter 1269: Fixing the An Family Mother and Daughter (15)

At the same time in the conference room, the faces of the An Family mother and daughter were equally ugly.

"Mom, what exactly are we supposed to do now?" When it came to business, An Yuya didn’t understand a thing, so she could only pin all her hopes on her own mother.

The other woman kept her face cold, brows knitted, full of impatience: "Ask, all you know is to ask. How would I know? All you do all day is spend money, you can’t help with anything."

"Mom..." An Yuya protested in a small voice.

"What? Did I say anything wrong? Look at you, what else can you do besides spend money? Compared to your Brother, you’re way too far behind."

The moment Brother was mentioned, a calculation suddenly surfaced in An Yuya’s heart: "Mom, the company’s in this kind of trouble now, Brother is your son, he has an obligation to help you, doesn’t he?"

Because of what she said, the other woman’s brows furrowed even tighter: "What do you mean by that?"

"Mom, you’re so smart, how could you not understand what I mean?"

"You’re saying..."

"Yes, exactly that—call Brother back to help. He’s your son to begin with, even if it’s just to repay your kindness in raising him, he shouldn’t be turning you down." In truth, An Yuya had absolutely no desire for that Man to come back, but for the company, and so that her own future could continue to be spent in such wealth, this was the only move she could make.

As for Li Yan, she only hoped he would be tactful: once the company’s problems were solved, he should hurry back to the United States, and best of all, never come back ever again.

Before actually going to look for her son, Xi Xilan was still hesitating, but in the subsequent meeting, everyone proposed that they needed to start working those officials in advance. This had originally been her own idea as well, so she naturally agreed readily.

"Alright, then it’s decided for now. First, invite those leaders out and sound them out."

On this matter, Xi Xilan gave instructions on the spot. Very soon, her assistant came to her office and reported excitedly: "President, the Administration for Industry and Commerce and the mayor’s office have both replied. The mayor has no time recently, but the Administration side replied that they’re free tonight. I don’t know how the President wants to arrange it."

Xi Xilan only heard that the Administration for Industry and Commerce was willing to meet, and didn’t think much else. She nodded with delight on the spot: "Then tonight it is. Book the best hotel."

"Yes, Chairman, I’ll arrange it right away."

That evening, when the driver pulled into the Champs Elysees parking lot, Xi Xilan’s expression had already turned very unpleasant: "Why did you pick this place?" Even though she knew perfectly well that it was too late to change the venue at the last minute, she still couldn’t help questioning out loud.

The assistant who came along saw her superior glaring gloomily at her and immediately reported in a panic: "President, you said to find the best place in B City to host them, and this is it."

The quality of the Champs Elysees, in the eyes of everyone in B City’s upper class, had always been rated very highly, so choosing this place was naturally reasonable.

Xi Xilan still wanted to say something, but the car belonging to the Director of the Administration for Industry and Commerce had already pulled in, forcing her to swallow back the reprimand that had reached her lips. At the same time, she pasted on a standardized smile and walked up to greet them: "Director Zhang, everyone, you’ve worked hard. Please, come in, come in."

The Man addressed as Director Zhang let his faint smile fall on Xi Xilan’s still-attractive, middle-aged face, and his tone was just as formulaic: "Chairman Xi, listen to you. You’re the one treating us tonight; we’re the ones who should be grateful we could even get invited."