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Chapter 130: The Beautiful Assistant Comes to You

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The first automotive group swiftly finalized its formal agreement with Qin Group for two key reasons. First, Qin’s young heir sent an email to his parents, who were based in Europe, urging them to expedite the refinement of contract details. Second, the automotive group promptly identified internal challenges within its partnership—fears of a hostile acquisition—and thus acted proactively. After intense negotiations, they secured a 12% stake in Qin Group, meeting their initial expectations. The signing of the agreement dispelled earlier rumors. Immediately thereafter, dozens of renowned Chinese medical experts jointly issued statements, affirming the quality of Qin Group’s traditional Chinese medicine products, offering their clinical perspectives to correct prior misconceptions. As for the building materials sales segment, Qin Group had always held only a minor share, and thus, any recovery in sales would no longer have a significant impact on the overall situation. At the same time, the company issued a statement announcing its plans for selecting a new factory location. When signing the contract, Qin Group attached a right to be responsible for selecting the site for the jointly established new company. Cities across the region actively extended invitations, including several first-tier cities outside the province and coastal cities, all promising the most favorable policies. This effectively dealt a blow to Pingplain City's reputation, signaling clearly to the outside world that the city is not an attractive investment destination. Wu Dong was deeply frustrated—during the acquisition process, the group had nearly exhausted all its resources to secure just over 10 percent of the shares, only slightly better than the first automotive manufacturer. Moreover, in line with their consistent tradition of understated operations, these shares were divided into several parts and held under different names. The advantage Shengmen secured is truly negligible—beyond the benefit of purchasing shares at a low stock price, there is little else. Moreover, to acquire these shares, they invested substantial human and material resources, only to end up being the bridesmaids for the leading automotive company and Qin Feng. Qin Feng’s shareholding rose to 48 percent, while Mei Hui’s shareholding increased from three to eight percent, surpassing her father-in-law Hou Bao’s five percent. The final outcome truly fulfilled Qin Feng’s remark: no matter how much they jumped and swayed, they ultimately ended up as mere clowns. Even more unfortunate was Huang, who, though not gaining any advantage, was far from being in a favorable position. Among those who criticized Qin Group, Huang Shi Ren was the most vocal—his efforts in terms of exposure, personal testimonies, and media support as behind-the-scenes drivers all came at a significant cost, adding up to a considerable expense. However, in the final acquisition process, he ended up buying not a single share, and incurred unnecessary expenses in establishing the stock trading connections. As for the ultimate destination of Qin Group's shares, aside from the official statement issued by the first automotive company, Qin Feng and his inner circle remained remarkably silent—firstly showing a strong sense of mutual understanding. To the point that Huang, the stout man, simply couldn't figure out who had ultimately defeated whom. Thus, within just a few days, Qin Group's shareholders underwent a complete reshuffle, yet the company's operations remained unaffected and continued smoothly. In the Municipal Committee office, Lian Ming flew into a rage, exclaiming, "What on earth is going on? Why won't Qin Group establish a factory in Pingluan City?" A large manufacturing enterprise generates a substantial annual contribution in tax revenue and job creation for the local area—especially notable given that it's a high-end, cutting-edge project. Even the world's top automaker has to come down low, seeking collaboration, whether over dinner or during leadership meetings, making it a source of genuine pride. Lian Mingfei, far from being naive, certainly understands its significance. Yet, Qin Group has already issued a statement announcing its decision to build a new plant outside the city—mentioning not a single word about considering Pingluan City. Wu Dong remained silent, and the others hesitated to speak, knowing that any comment would inevitably offend Wu's secretary. Lian Mingfei slammed the table and said, "Arrange an official visit to Qin Group immediately. I don't believe the Municipal Party Secretary personally attending won't command at least some respect from them." Wu Dong's lips moved slightly, but ultimately, he swallowed his words. After the crisis, Qin Dashi felt it was necessary to give himself a small break. Originally having no interest in business activities, he had been continuously handling several major events since becoming the company's chairman. His work capabilities had caught the attention of the beautiful CEO, who even proposed creating a dedicated position for him, allowing him to come and go with the rest of the staff each day. Of course, the man who had always planned to be a hands-off chairman refused this proposal and instead advocated giving Fang Fang more room to shine and greater opportunities for growth, so that she could truly become Mei Hui's trusted right-hand. The beautiful CEO, having failed to secure her support, shifted her focus to Fang Fang. Qin Dashi, embracing the idea of sleeping until naturally awakened, remained in bed until well past sunrise, unwilling to rise. Mei Hui had already gone to work, and thoughtfully, had not disturbed him. Kara… The bedroom door was pushed open from the outside, and then a female voice rang out, “Big lazy pig, don’t you get up yet? Do you want to sleep until what time?” The tone sounded like Fang Fang. Qin Feng immediately perked up, propping himself up on his hands and looking closely—there she was, a beautiful female assistant dressed in professional attire. She wore a light beige suit with a pink ruffled blouse underneath, paired with a skirt that reached just above her knees, her long legs clad in purple silk stockings and black high-heeled leather shoes. Fang Fang had changed from her usual simple ponytail, letting her hair cascade freely over her shoulders, adding a fresh and elegant touch. “Fang Fang, how come you’re here?” Qin, the young magnate, usually slept naked, and now, having sat up, his upper body was bare and exposed through the thin blanket. The beautiful woman blushed slightly and said, “My work was completed earlier than expected, so Huai姐 sent me over to help you prepare lunch. She said she’d be back for dinner.” “Oh, really? "Qin Feng thought it made sense why the alarm hadn't gone off—definitely Mei Hui must have given you the key. Fang, the beautiful woman, gave a slight撇 of her mouth and huffed, "Get up now, or we'll be running out of time." Qin, the young noble, played the stubborn, saying, "Then you have to kiss me—otherwise, I'm not getting up." Fang's lips immediately pouted, her tone clearly displeased, "You can't even be serious! You've been constantly making a scene, asking for favors, and now you want a kiss just to get out of bed—this is too much!" Qin raised his face, clearly signaling that unless she kissed him, he wouldn't budge. With no choice, Fang walked to the bedside, bent down, and brought her lips close. Suddenly, Qin reached out and pulled her into a tight embrace, lifting her onto the bed and pressing her down beneath him, then grinned mischievously, "Girl, you've just invited me here—so I've got to take you, heh-heh!"