502 Why Are You So Touched That Youâre Crying?
âI donât know how Fushan Building Materials got involved with Changfeng Real Estate during this period of time. Thereâs an urgent big order that needs to be transported to Changfeng Real Estateâs construction site through our vertical and horizontal transportationâ¦â
Ye Feng heard Gao Yazhiâs words and immediately interrupted, âChangfeng Real Estate? Is their boss called Wei Changfeng?â
He suddenly thought of the middle-aged man who publicly suppressed him on the real estate forum that day.
Even Luo Jingyuan was wary of this person.
Gao Yazhi nodded. âThatâs right, itâs Wei Changfeng. This person has a lot of power in Yang Cheng. I wonder how Tang Fushan fawned over him.â
Ye Feng smiled. âI understand, continue.â
âIf we want Tang Fushan to suffer heavy losses, we can deliberately slow down the speed of transportation. As long as his batch of building materials canât be delivered to the construction site on time and affect the construction progress of Changfeng Real Estate, Wei Changfeng wonât let him off.â
Gao Yazhi revealed a shrewd expression.
âYou should have signed the contract, right? If they deliberately slowed down the transportation speed, will Zongheng Transportation take responsibility?â
Ye Feng immediately grasped the core of the problem.
Gao Yazhi could not help but to nod his head. âDonât worry. Our contract states that if the transportation speed is slow due to weather, road conditions, or other non-human reasons, our transportation company will not bear any responsibility. As far as I know, there will be a typhoon in the next few daysâ¦â
At this point, a âyou knowâ expression appeared on his face.
Ye Feng also smiled. âAs expected, the older the wiser.â
Gao Yazhi suddenly hesitated. âBut thereâs still a problem. If we do this, we might offend Wei Changfeng. This personâs strength was very terrifying. Unless it was absolutely necessary, it was best not to offend him.â
Ye Feng pursed his lips. âI donât care about Wei Changfeng or Wei Duanfeng, my target is Tang Fushan, if I accidentally affect him, then he can only blame his bad luck.â
Gao Yazhi and He Qizheng looked at each other and saw the horror in each otherâs eyes.
They were all from Yang Cheng, and they could feel the fear of being dominated by Wei Changfeng for a long time.
And Ye Feng, a young man from Zhonghai, did not even care about him.
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âAlright, itâs settled then. Zongheng Transportation will be in charge of the main attack, and Tanyue Building Materials will be in charge of the last attack. As for how to implement it, the two of you can discuss it. In short, after three days, I donât want to see the words âFushan Building Materialsâ again.â
Gao Yazhi and He Qizheng had no more objections and immediately stood up to leave.
After a short period of contact, they already had a preliminary understanding of this new boss.
Firstly, he was ruthless enough!
Secondly, he had courage.
Even if he might offend a strong enemy like Wei Changfeng, he would not hesitate.
However, this was not what the two of them valued the most.
What they really valued was that the other party could put down his attitude and listen to his subordinatesâ opinions, and he dared to delegate power.
This was too important.
If it was a headstrong and suspicious bossâ¦
They might turn a deaf ear to their subordinatesâ opinions and even interfere and point fingers during the execution process.
This kind of boss often did not achieve much.
It was Ye Fengâs first time meeting them today.
The entire process took less than an hour.
He actually dared to give such an important task to the two of them.
Just this trust alone was worth thousands of gold.
Ye Feng sent them out of the villa.
Looking at the sky, it was already late.
He thought about how Chen Xuan was still working overtime in the company to deal with Fushan Building Materialsâ difficulties.
He immediately returned to the villa and cooked two side dishes.
He was not talented in cooking, so it could barely be eaten.
However, this was still a gesture of gratitude.
He packed the food into the lunch box and immediately drove to Lingyun Real Estate.
It was already past eight in the evening, but Lingyun Real Estate was still brightly lit.
Everyone was so busy that their feet didnât even touch the ground.
Seeing Ye Feng carrying a lunch box, everyone had a strange expression.
After he arrived, they immediately started discussing.
âBig Boss is here to see President Chen, right? He actually brought food over. Isnât that too considerate?â
âOh, what should we do? Heâs so young, so rich, so handsome, and so considerate. I canât take it anymore.â
âWorking overtime until late at night is already hard enough, and Iâve even eaten so much dog food.â
âMr. Ye should be the perfect boyfriend, right? I really canât imagine a more perfect man than him.â
âIf I can be his girlfriend, let me die immediately! But I know I donât deserve it!â
âMe tooâ¦â
Ye Feng carried the lunch box and came to Chen Xuanâs office door, knocking on it.
âEnter.â
Chen Xuanâs voice immediately came from inside.
He pushed the door open and walked in.
He saw Chen Xuan buried her head in a small mountain of information without even raising her head.
âPut all the information on the table and inform them that the meeting will be held in ten minutes.â
Chen Xuan lowered her head and flipped through the information as she instructed.
âHave you eaten?â
Ye Feng saw her workaholic side and felt his heart ache.
When Chen Xuan heard his voice, she looked up. âWhy are you here?â
Ye Feng sat down on his desk. âIâm afraid youâll starve to death.â
Chen Xuan shook her head. âIâm not hungryâ¦â
Before she could finish, her stomach immediately let out a rumbling sound.
Her face immediately turned red.
Ye Feng held back his laughter and took out the food. âHurry up and eat, only when you are full will you have the strength to fight.â
Chen Xuan took the bowl and chopsticks and took two bites. Tears immediately flowed out.
âIs this all yours?â
âWhy are you so touched that youâre crying? Is it that delicious?â
Ye Feng looked at her tenderly.
âTouched your head. How much salt did you put in this dish? Itâs almost salty to death.â
Chen Xuan wiped away her tears, her eyes filled with resentment.