Peninsula Hotel, 28th floor!
Chen Feiyu stared at the hotel room door, took a deep breath, and knocked.
After about ten seconds, the door opened.
CREAK~
Sicong’s head poked out from behind the door. "You’re here. Come on in!"
Chen Feiyu nodded to Sicong and strode inside, carrying a briefcase... only to see Su Chen sitting on the sofa, leisurely sipping tea.
"Mr. Su!" Chen Feiyu called out respectfully.
Su Chen’s gaze lingered on the briefcase for a moment before he waved a hand, gesturing for him to sit. He even poured him a cup of tea. "Don’t be so formal. We’re all friends here. Sit down, have some tea!"
Chen Feiyu sat down on the edge of the sofa, placing the briefcase he was carrying on the coffee table.
"Mr. Su, I deeply apologize for what happened. This is a gift from my father. Please, you must accept it!" As he spoke, Chen Feiyu pushed the briefcase toward Su Chen.
"Hm?" Noticing the flash of pain in Chen Feiyu’s eyes, Su Chen’s interest in the briefcase’s contents was piqued.
Without any hesitation, he pulled the briefcase over and took out a stack of documents from inside.
When he saw the words on the cover of the documents, he was somewhat surprised.
The document in his hands was a property transfer agreement. It was already signed and stamped; all that was needed was Su Chen’s signature for the contract to take effect immediately.
"The Chen family is certainly bold..." Su Chen placed the documents on the table.
Meanwhile, a curious Sicong leaned over and picked up the documents from the table.
"Holy shit! Feiyu, your family is really willing to spare no expense! This is a huge price to pay!" Sicong was floored. He never would have imagined the Chen family would transfer a mansion in Shallow Bay to Su Chen.
The entire mansion had five floors, each a hundred square meters, for a total of five hundred square meters! It was worth a whole five hundred million!
"As long as we can earn Mr. Su’s forgiveness, this... is nothing!" Chen Feiyu said with great sincerity.
Sicong gave Chen Feiyu a complicated look, then turned his gaze back to Su Chen.
The room fell silent for a moment as both Sicong and Chen Feiyu fixed their eyes on Su Chen.
After a long pause, Su Chen finally spoke slowly, "I’ll accept this gift."
Hearing this, the weight on Chen Feiyu’s heart was lifted. Since Su Chen had accepted the gift, it meant this little grudge was well and truly settled.
Chen Feiyu quickly took out a pen and handed it to Su Chen.
Su Chen didn’t dawdle. He took the pen and signed his name on the property transfer agreement.
"Mr. Su, I’ll arrange for someone to deliver the relevant documents for the mansion by tomorrow at the latest!"
"Mm," Su Chen nodded slightly.
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Meanwhile, in a room on the 27th floor of the Peninsula Hotel.
"What? Increase the profit-sharing by another ten percentage points for the renewal? Mr. Charles, isn’t that a bit too much?" Chen Yulong asked, his expression grave.
Ten percentage points... Over a year, the company would suffer an additional loss of several hundred million. No one would be happy about that.
"Yes, Mr. Chen. This was a special request from our president. If you have a problem with it... you can always call him and ask," Charles said, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. He knew the man before him didn’t have the guts.
Chen Yulong’s expression instantly darkened.
"Mr. Charles, could you perhaps consult with the president and ask if this profit share could be lowered a little?"


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