19: Chapter 19 Can you help me take care of Diu Diu?

19: Chapter 19 Can you help me take care of Diu Diu?

Song Family Villa.

The family head of the Song family, Song Yuanqiao, summoned an emergency meeting on short notice, and at this moment, hundreds of clan members were altogether gathered.

“Dad, this Wanhua Company has gone too far!” Song Yuzhe said, his face red with anger, “I went to discuss a partnership, and their president only saw me once before telling me to get lost, saying they wouldn’t sign with me.

It’s clear they’re looking down on our Song family.”

The younger members of the Song family shook their heads, there was nothing they could do; Wanhua Company had the strength, and the Song family dared only to be angry but not to speak out.

Who could challenge such a formidable entity?

“Enough, stop talking,” Song Yuanqiao said gravely, waving his hand, “I’ve heard that the new president of Wanhua Company is just over twenty years old.

Already accomplished at a young age, they have the capital to be arrogant.

Although their attitude was poor, we, the Song family, still need to continue seeking cooperation with them.

Who is willing to go?”

What?

What did the family head just say?

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

They still had to discuss a partnership?

They had told Song Yuzhe to get lost, and now they were expected to go back and seek cooperation?

Who would be willing to do that?

Song Yuanqiao sighed.

He knew that no one wanted to shamelessly go there, but if they could collaborate with Wanhua Company, the benefits for the Song family would be substantial!

Moreover, the family was facing difficulties at the moment, they urgently needed this contract and couldn’t give up!

While everyone was still looking down, not sure what to think, Song Yuzhe clenched his fists, suddenly revealing a cold smile, stood up and said, “Dad, didn’t Song Yuwei claim during the family banquet that she was certain to secure this contract?”

“Big brother, you!” Song Yuwei bit her lip, knowing that Song Yuzhe looked down on her, always liked to pick at her, but they had just been kicked out that morning, and now in the afternoon, they expected her to go.

How could it be possible to secure the contract?

If she had been sent to negotiate from the beginning, there might have been a chance, but now…

“How so?

You always claim to be a member of the Song family, don’t you?

Right now, the family company is short ten million in funding.

It’s bad enough that the business is struggling; aren’t you going to contribute to the family’s efforts?”

With that, Song Yuzhe continued, “Dad, I suggest the task of discussing a partnership be assigned to Song Yuwei.”

“Right, during the family banquet, wasn’t that waste saying that Song Yuwei could do it?”

“Didn’t Song Yuwei herself say she was certain to sign the contract?”

“All talk and no action, Yuwei.

You’re not scared to go, are you?”

“Isn’t the president of Wanhua Company a young man?

Maybe if Song Yuwei flirts a bit, she’ll secure the contract,” someone sneered.

Listening to what the other members of the Song family were saying, Song Yuwei clenched her hands tightly; these people would always kick her when she was down.

Song Yuanqiao looked at Song Yuwei with a complicated expression on his face, gritted his teeth, and finally said, “Yuwei, you take charge of this matter, go to Wanhua Company this afternoon to discuss the partnership.”

“Family Head, I…” Song Yuwei started to say, but was cut off by Song Yuanqiao waving his hand, “Enough, go on!

You’re also a part of the company.

The meeting is adjourned.”

“Then I’ll give it a try,” Song Yuwei reluctantly agreed.

No sooner had the words fallen than the hundreds of people all stood up and left, each and every one of them relieved, grateful that they had not been chosen to negotiate the partnership.

After returning home, Song Yuwei watched Didi playing nearby, feeling unbearably distressed, the partnership had already been messed up by Song Yuzhe, an utterly impossible task.

How was she supposed to negotiate in the afternoon?

Flipping through the materials in her hand, Song Yuwei picked up the phone.

At this time, Qin Han was strolling down Huqing Street with Zhou Wenfeng, having looked at several potential shop locations.

Either the prices were too high, or the locations were unsuitable.

In truth, Qin Han didn’t need to be so concerned.

As Wen Feng had said, why fuss over such small amounts…

But Qin Han wasn’t someone who took advantage just because it was easy; the Zhou family offering him a clinic was already a gracious act, so he couldn’t just take without giving something in return.

The Zhou family might not care about the money, but he had to.

Ding-ling-ling!

A sweet ringtone of a phone call sounded.

Qin Han pulled out his phone from his pocket and pressed the answer button.

“Where are you?” As soon as the call connected, there came Song Yuwei’s somewhat anxious voice.

“Wen Feng and I are looking at storefronts on Huqing Street, what’s up?

Is there a problem?” Qin Han said with a smile.

“Looking at storefronts?

You really went to see storefronts?” Song Yuwei was slightly surprised to hear Qin Han was looking at storefronts.

In Song Yuwei’s view, Qin Han’s claim that the Zhou family offered him a clinic couldn’t possibly be true, or even if it was, she guessed they were just paying lip service.

Yet today, Qin Han was seriously looking at storefronts.

“I need to go to Wanhua Company to discuss a partnership this afternoon,” Song Yuwei said, biting her lip, and didn’t continue with what she was about to say next; she was also somewhat worried whether Qin Han would help her out.

“Hmm?

Right, weren’t you supposed to go this afternoon?

Just head there, don’t worry,” Qin Han thought Song Yuwei might be nervous about negotiating the cooperation, and so he encouraged her.

“Um…

could you help me take care of Diandian this afternoon?

After all, I can’t take her with me to Wanhua.” Song Yuwei finally spoke up, but her words were tinged with uncertainty.

Qin Han slapped his forehead, cursing himself for being so forgetful, preoccupied with choosing locations and having forgotten about Diandian.

He quickly said, “Look at me, my mind’s elsewhere.

It’s not about ‘helping’ or not, Diandian is my daughter, too.

Where are you now?

I’ll come pick her up.”

Song Yuwei was somewhat surprised that Qin Han agreed; he had not bothered with her over trivial matters before, let alone helped take care of their child.

If it wasn’t for her fear that Diandian would be bullied at the company, she certainly wouldn’t have turned to Qin Han.

Could that dream have been real?

“We’re at home, I…

I’ll bring Diandian over to you, where are you?”

There was still a hint of disbelief in Song Yuwei’s voice, but through her surprise, Qin Han simply smiled faintly.

“I’ll wait at home, I’m heading back now.”

After hanging up the phone, Song Yuwei stood stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Diandian who was playing with her dolls.

She crouched down and said, “Diandian, would it be okay if you stayed home with Daddy this afternoon?

Mommy has some errands to run and can’t take you along.”

“Okay, Mommy, you go to work.

I’ll stay home with Daddy,” Diandian seemed to have no objections to the idea and agreed cheerfully.

Seeing how readily Diandian agreed, Song Yuwei was taken aback once more.

She stroked the little one’s hair and thought to herself, could it be that she trusted him less than a child did?

Maybe he really had changed; after all, Diandian used to be scared of him.

But still thinking, Song Yuwei said to Diandian, “You have to behave at home, don’t make him angry, or he might spank you.”

“Don’t worry, Mommy.

Daddy won’t spank me.

He promised he’d never hit us again,” Diandian stated seriously.

Pfft!

Song Yuwei couldn’t help but laugh at the little one’s serious manner.

Huqing Street.

Qin Han ended the call and said to Zhou Wenfeng with a smile, “Wen Feng, Yuwei is coming to your place to discuss a partnership this afternoon, and I have to go home to take care of the child.”

Zhou Wenfeng, unable to hide the amusement in his eyes, nodded and said, “Qin, you look every bit the doting father.

I say, you stay home with the kid this afternoon, and I’ll sort out the clinic for you.”

“No, no, you have to wait for me to look over the clinic together.

Besides, you also need to go back to your company to sign the contract this afternoon,” Qin Han replied with a light smile.

“Alright, I’ll wait for you!

I’ll head back to the company to welcome your wife first, and then we can come back here tomorrow,” Zhou Wenfeng exaggerated a look of helplessness, then turned to leave, but swung back around, slapping a bank card into Qin Han’s hand.

“Qin, take the kid out for some fun this afternoon.

Don’t turn this down; we’ll need working capital for the clinic once it opens anyway, and consider this an advance ‘red envelope’ from me, haha.”

Qin Han didn’t even get a chance to refuse before Zhou Wenfeng turned and left like a gust of wind.

Qin Han shook his head—such is the way of young people, brisk in their step, oblivious to the fact that he himself wasn’t much older.