"That doesn't mean I need to agree to financing first, but you are very good at opportunistic, and you don't run short on both ends."
Sheng Jinchu said frankly: "I believe that you will not choose a commercial project hastily, even if it is for your own son, you will not take the company as a joke. And this is a project that many people are not optimistic about. To tell you the truth, even Many farsighted executives of China Eastern Airlines are not optimistic about it. Therefore, whether you agree to financing, you need to read my plan first.¡±
Song Yuxing sneered: "Knowing that it is very risky, it is difficult to pass here, and it is useless to come to me."
Sheng Jinchu stood up straight, neither humble nor overbearing: "Because it is something that no one is optimistic about, if I can convince you rationally that I can get financing, it just shows my ability. And I will guarantee profits in the later stage, which proves my forecast If the verdict is right, it shows that I am superior. Apart from my age and family background, I am fully qualified to stand with him."
Song Yuxing squinted his eyes. He had seen countless people for most of his life, but he still couldn't help but look at her with admiration.
Compared with Song Chu, she is considered older. However, it is not easy to have such courage in the financial world where intrigues and deceptions are immature.
"I'll get back to you after reading it. Don't tell Song Chu about this."
Sheng Jinchu didn't intend to tell him.
However, now Song Chu knows everything.
He finally knew the reason why Sheng Jinchu was desperate and tireless.
Fortunately, because of her neglect, he questioned her angrily, whether work is important or he is important
Song Chu refused to listen to Song Yuxing's dissuasion, and insisted on taking the nearest flight back to the imperial capital.
He knew that China Eastern Airlines had a return flight.
Song Yuxing was worried and asked the driver to take him to the airport.
Song Chu felt that he was still having a fever, but his mental strength should not be underestimated. Not only did he walk briskly, but all the fatigue was gone. I can't wait to put on my wings and fly back to the imperial capital.
As soon as Song Yuxing's driver left, Song Chu couldn't wait to call Sheng Jinchu.
When she was about to connect, she thought that the imperial capital was completely silent at this time, and she needed to rest after a day of work.
So I gave up.
Song Chu's boiling blood flowed to his fingertips, and he quickly poured out his heart on his behalf: "Sheng Jinchu, I miss you. Wait for me!"
The moment it was sent, Song Chu stuck the phone to his heart for two seconds, an extremely sacred Mobike. Sheng Jinchu will see his message tomorrow morning, he thought, soon, soon he will stand in front of her and tell him how crazy he misses her these days!
The information is delivered immediately.
The phone screen lights up blue.
Sheng Jinchu suddenly opened his eyes.
These days, she suffered from insomnia again, especially after Sheng Wenzhong passed away, she couldn't sleep at all. Asking the doctor to prescribe sleeping pills didn't help much. I always fell asleep in a daze, and woke up immediately when there was a slight noise. It's hard to fall asleep again.
The mobile phone was originally placed on the bedside table, and she turned down the volume very low.
However, in the silent night, the sound is sharp to the ears of the insomniac.
She reached out and grabbed the phone, unlocked it with her fingerprint, and the information jumped out.
After a few words were glanced at, Sheng Jinchu's heart also jumped a few times.
Her slender fingers tightened tightly.
After a long drought comes rain, she is looking forward to this kind of information, right?
Sheng Jinchu turned over, his eyes staring at the message became sour, but the unspeakable pain in his heart seemed to have eased a bit, it was not thick, entangled layer by layer, his heart ached and he was suffocating.
Now she feels more or less breathable.
However, Sheng Jinchu soon realized that to have illusions like this is to deceive oneself and others.
As long as it is separated, not a heart, and a whole person is handed over to her, she will not be satisfied.
So, isn't such a provocation a great shame to her?
Sheng Jinchu deleted the message, put the phone aside, and forced himself to close his eyes again.
But in his heart, he stretched out his tentacles unsatisfactorily, wanting to reach it.
Sheng Jinchu has a little understanding of those people who compromise in their emotions.
Maybe it's because I like it so much, even if I get a little bit, it's better than nothing, right?
Sometimes when you love someone, your posture will be so low. Like Eileen Chang said, keep low into the dust.
As soon as Song Chu came up, the flight attendants recognized them all.
From time to time, I would come over to say hello to him.
The pilot of the day listened to the flight attendant?? Said that Song Chu was also on this flight, and joked: "Otherwise we will ask him to take over for a while after the flight, and we will go to sleep."
"You can imagine it beautifully, Captain Song is not flying, he is going to sleep by himself."
The chief purser came out of the cockpit and saw that Song Chu was really going to sleep. Asked a flight attendant to bring him a blanket.
Because they are all familiar people and things, on a foreign aircraft, I feel at ease as if I have returned to my hometown.
Song Chuhuai was so excited that he couldn't help sending another message before taking off, and then turned off his phone.
After Jiang Aihua finished breakfast, he came to wake Sheng Jinchu up.
Sheng Jinchu was surprised that he actually fell asleep afterwards.
She asked Jiang Aihua: "Mom, what time is it?"
"It's almost seven o'clock."
Sheng Jinchu took the phone, and saw another message, she opened it in surprise.
Seeing her sitting on the bed in a daze, Jiang Aihua urged her to take a shower and change clothes quickly.
Sheng Jinchu suppressed the strange feeling and went to the bathroom.
When the hot water was pouring over her body, she thought of the message Song Chuye sent, "I love you, and I will depend on you for the rest of my life." Under the water, her whole body was flushed with hot flashes.
Sheng Jinchu subconsciously tightened his body.
She admits that it is difficult for her to remain indifferent.
Sitting at the dining table, Jiang Aihua finally couldn't help asking: "Did you and Xiao Song break up?"
On the night of Sheng Wenzhong's death, Sheng Jinchu said that Song Chu was on the morning flight. However, Song Chu didn't come at all in the morning. Not only that, Song Chu also did not attend Sheng Wenzhong's funeral.
Jiang Aihua guessed that there was something wrong with the relationship between the two.
She only left out of consideration for Sheng Wenzhong. Sheng Jinchu's mood hadn't been calmed down yet, so she purposely held back and didn't ask.
However, she found that Sheng Jinchu's mental state was very poor in the past two days, and her sleep quality was not high. She suspected that besides Sheng Wenzhong's death, it was also related to Song Chu.
Sheng Jinchu bit his chopsticks.
He raised his eyes and said, "It's not like you think, I'll tell you after I've sorted it out."
If it was before last night, she would have simply replied that the two of them fell apart.
Sheng Jinchu is like this now, but it seems that he deliberately left room for it.
Song Chu woke up in a jolt.
He has been flying planes for so many years, coupled with his natural acuity, he is always extra vigilant when he is on the plane. A little shaking that others disapproved of could immediately attract his attention.
He felt one side of the wing shake violently, and when he opened his eyes, a pale lightning flashed by outside the window, illuminating the scenery outside the window.
Just listen to Song Chu yelling to the whole cabin: "Fasten your seat belt!" (Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com