At this time, Fang Yuan was sitting on the sofa, clutching her phone.
The message Jiang Cheng sent was like a pebble thrown into the center of a lake, breaking the peace in her heart.
Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a hint of unease rose in her heart.
She knew this matter might be related to Jiang Cheng, but she didn't want to point it out easily.
Discussing this on wechat was too risky; Fang Yuan wasn't stupid, and she knew some things couldn't be explained clearly in the virtual world.
However, she was a bit hesitant about asking Jiang Cheng out for a private talk.
Recalling the moment she hugged Jiang Cheng a few days ago, Fang Yuan's heart was filled with guilt.
She regretted her impulsiveness and felt confused by her special feelings for Jiang Cheng.
After all, Jiang Cheng was Zhou Ying's boyfriend; she shouldn't have any improper thoughts about him.
Moreover, as someone who had been through it, Fang Yuan had long since read the aggressive expression in Jiang Cheng's eyes.
She knew it was wrong to feel proud of this experience; it was a betrayal of Zhou Ying.
But then again, what woman wouldn't envy the happiness of Elva Hsiao?
Having a handsome and wealthy young man was something many women dreamed of.
Fang Yuan was no exception.
If Jiang Cheng's partner weren't Zhou Ying, with Fang Yuan's personality, she would have certainly made a move without hesitation.
Unfortunately, fate is fickle.
Fang Yuan sighed softly and then replied: "Zhengde has completely stopped work because of these fires. Fortunately, there were no casualties this time, but the impact is huge. The Fire Department has started an investigation, and even the relevant departments for sewage and waste discharge have begun to intervene."
Jiang Cheng looked at the message from Fang Yuan, and his brows couldn't help but furrow.
At this moment, he couldn't quite figure out Fang Yuan's meaning.
So, was she trying to plead for her brother, or...?
Because Jiang Cheng knew everything she was talking about perfectly well.
There was no need to specifically add him on wechat to tell him.
Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and still replied very indifferently: "I know about this."
Seeing that Jiang Cheng still didn't ask her anything, Fang Yuan felt a bit helpless.
Generally speaking, shouldn't he ask what she wanted from him?
After thinking for a while, Fang Yuan carefully phrased her words and then sent them: "It's like this, I have something I'd like to ask your help with."
Seeing Fang Yuan say this, Jiang Cheng's brows furrowed even more.
It wouldn't be some kind of toxic favor, would it?
Like asking him to let Fang Wende go or something similar.
After all, Fang Yuan used to be an obsessive brother-helper; if she really said something like that now, it wouldn't be surprising.
But whether Jiang Cheng would accept was another matter.
Acquiring Zhengde Group was definitely in Jiang Cheng's plan.
Although the scale of Zhengde Group wasn't very large, it was just right when paired with his family's construction company.
Jiang Jianmin had been in the construction industry for many years but had never been able to break through the bottleneck.
Acquiring Zhengde Group could expand their company's business scope and improve competitiveness.
As for daily management, there was even less to worry about; wasn't that Jiang Jianming's strength?
If it didn't work out, they could just hire a professional manager.
Anyway, he didn't usually stay here in Chengdu.
It wouldn't be too much for him to pit his old man once, would it?
Jiang Cheng's expression became a bit dark.
Jiang Cheng: "Go on?"
Fang Yuan quickly replied: "I hope you can give Zhengde Group a chance and not drive them to a dead end."
Seeing Fang Yuan actually make such a request, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel a surge of irritability.
His good impression of Fang Yuan suddenly vanished at this moment.
He didn't understand why Fang Yuan still wanted to help Fang Wende.
Jiang Cheng replied impatiently: "Does Auntie mean this matter should end here?"
On the other side of the screen, Fang Yuan stared intently at Jiang Cheng's reply; she clearly felt Jiang Cheng's displeasure.
She knew why Jiang Cheng was like this, and she understood that his dissatisfaction was understandable.
Over the years, she had helped Fang Wende so much.
But during her most difficult period, Fang Wende had directly refused to answer her calls.
It could be said that her sibling bond with Fang Wende had long since worn away over the years.
And the reason Fang Yuan asked Jiang Cheng to let Zhengde Group go wasn't because of Fang Wende.
It was just that she understood the hardships of unemployment and the struggles of the workers.
Some workers had been working in the factory since they were young.
They were older now, and it wouldn't be easy to find another job.
If Zhengde Group really collapsed, where would those hundreds of people go?
Fang Yuan sighed, remembering when she was young.
Back then, she and Fang Wende were close siblings; they played together, studied together, and spent countless happy times together.
But as time passed, their relationship became more and more distant.
Fang Yuan didn't know what caused them to become like this; perhaps it was because they grew up and had their own lives and careers.
Fang Yuan gripped her phone tightly, her fingers trembling slightly from the force.
She opened her phone again; Jiang Cheng's reply was still there, simple and direct.
Fang Yuan knew she had to explain the whole story to him clearly.
She looked up and out the window.
It was late at night, and the city lights flickered in the darkness like brilliant pearls.
Fang Yuan: "Don't misunderstand, that's not what I meant. It's hard to explain in a few words. It's too late today; are you free tomorrow? I want to introduce someone to you."
Jiang Cheng: "Who?"
Fang Yuan: "Someone my late husband knew, who is the general manager at Zhengde."
Fang Yuan didn't dare say too much, fearing she would leave too many records online.
She continued: "How about I talk to you privately tomorrow? We can decide whether to meet him after we've talked."
Hearing this, the displeasure in Jiang Cheng's heart gradually dissipated.
Because he knew who Fang Yuan was talking about.
"Alright, let's talk privately tomorrow."
"Okay, see you tomorrow then."
"See you tomorrow."
Seeing Jiang Cheng agree to meet her, Fang Yuan couldn't help but nervously press her phone against her chest.
She even looked a bit like a young girl anxious before a first date.