Sang Ning froze for a moment, staring blankly at him.
He still didn’t turn around, his gaze cold and detached as he looked straight ahead.
His voice was icy as he said, "You still need to understand the medical AI project thoroughly. Before Huiyao’s investment, the three of you were just playing around—no major conflicts of interest, and you trusted your friends completely, so leaving it to them was fine. After all, three million isn’t much."
"But after Huiyao’s investment, multiple interests are involved. Even brothers must settle accounts clearly. If you don’t take charge or get involved, you’ll end up sidelined and betrayed, and the losses then won’t just be a small sum."
Sang Ning nodded absently. "Oh."
The car stopped, and he said coldly, "We’re here."
Sang Ning turned to look—they were already near her home, at that familiar intersection again.
He Siyu’s voice remained indifferent. "If anyone sees you, just say a client gave you a ride after discussing business. Surely the young CEO of Nan Group has at least that much networking?"
Sang Ning pressed her lips together. "Thank you, President He."
He said nothing more.
"I’ll go now."
She opened the car door and stepped out, standing outside as usual to wave goodbye.
He hit the accelerator, and the Bentley shot off like an arrow into the night, disappearing without a trace.
Sang Ning stood still, frowning slightly as she watched the direction his car had gone.
---
Early the next morning, Sang Ning, Ye Qian, and Zhang Liang went to Huiyao again to formally sign the contract.
In the meeting room, Fang Han handed each of them a copy. He Siyu didn’t show up today.
"This time, Huiyao’s investment amounts to tens of millions, and we’ll also arrange hospital resources and a series of support measures for your project. After restructuring by our legal team, the equity distribution has been adjusted."
"Huiyao holds 38%, Ms. Nan holds 31%, Mr. Zhang holds 24%, and Ms. Ye holds 7%. Any objections?"
Neither Ye Qian nor Zhang Liang raised any concerns, so Sang Ning naturally didn’t either.
"Then let’s sign."
They all signed the contracts, stamped the company seals, and the partnership was finally sealed.
Fang Han smiled as he shook hands with them. "Looking forward to a successful collaboration."
Ye Qian and Zhang Liang quickly responded, "Of course, of course!"
Sang Ning gave a slight nod.
Fang Han added with a smile,
"Oh, by the way, for the medical resources your project needs, I’ve arranged for the expert doctors from Linshan Hospital to join us for hot springs at Yunding Mountain this weekend. We’ll discuss the collaboration there. Make sure you all come—after all, you know the project’s specifics better than I do."
Ye Qian and Zhang Liang were thrilled. "That’s amazing! Thank you, President Fang!"
Sang Ning nodded as well. "Thank you, President Fang."
"Don’t mention it. Let’s work together for mutual success." Fang Han smiled politely.
Ye Qian kept thanking him before finally pulling Sang Ning out of the meeting room, with Zhang Liang following.
In the hallway, Ye Qian excitedly whispered to Sang Ning, "This is the power of Huiyao! Once we’re on board with them, we won’t have to worry about anything!"
Zhang Liang was equally exhilarated. "I was worried about securing medical data, but with Huiyao’s backing, it’s all taken care of. At this rate, our product could hit the market soon!"
For them, more than profits, what mattered was seeing their hard work finally come to life.
Sang Ning curved her lips. "Congratulations."
Ye Qian tugged at her hand. "Hey, are you free this weekend? Let’s go together! Yunding Mountain’s hot springs are famous, and there’s even a ski resort! I’ve never been!"
Sang Ning hesitated for a moment, then seemed to think of something.
She pressed her lips together but nodded. "I’ll go. Connecting with those expert doctors is important—I shouldn’t miss it."
Ye Qian laughed happily. "Great! It’s a plan!"
The three of them left the Huiyao building in high spirits.
By the floor-to-ceiling window, a tall figure stood with one hand in his trouser pocket, his gaze calm as he watched the street outside.
Fang Han walked in and remarked, "The AI medical project is signed. Out of the five projects this time, we secured two, but honestly, I’m most optimistic about this one. What do you think?"
He Siyu replied indifferently, "Hm."
"Never mind, talking to you is always a buzzkill." Fang Han couldn’t help but complain.
He Siyu ignored him.
"I’m planning to personally oversee this AI medical project. First, I’ll take them to meet the doctors from Linshan Hospital. Oh, you’re familiar with Director Wei, right? Put in a word for me."
Fang Han clapped him on the shoulder.
He Siyu glanced at him. "When?"
"This weekend."
He Siyu took a sip from his water glass and said coolly, "I’ll go myself."
"You’ll go where? Yunding Mountain?!"
"I happen to be free."
Fang Han was stunned. For something this trivial, he was willing to attend personally? And this was the kind of socializing he usually despised.
Had he lost his mind?
---
Nan Group.
The moment Sang Ning returned to the office, she ran into Nan Zhenming.
"Where have you been running off to again? You’ve become so unruly lately—always disappearing." Nan Zhenming scolded.
Sang Ning replied flatly, "Meeting a client."
"What client?"
She smiled faintly. "Since Dad’s been assigned such a leisurely role now, there’s no need to worry too much."
Nan Zhenming choked, his face flushing. After handing over management of precision manufacturing, his authority in the company was now weaker than hers!
Suppressing his frustration, he said, "Young Master Pei is here. He’s at the technical department checking the samples and wants you there immediately."
Sang Ning nodded slightly. "I’ll go now."
She headed straight for the technical department.
Nan Zhenming’s expression darkened. "She’s practically stepping on my face now!"
Secretary Li hurried to console him. "President Nan, don’t be upset. Isn’t it a good thing that the young CEO is capable? It reflects well on you."
But Nan Zhenming’s expression only grew grimmer. Reflect well on him?
The employees, quick to sense the wind’s direction, were gradually rallying behind Nan Sang Ning, while he had become superfluous!
Even an outsider like Pei Songhan specifically requested Nan Sang Ning for business discussions—was he, her own father, no longer qualified to negotiate deals?
Nan Zhenming suddenly paused. Come to think of it, why did Pei Songhan seem so unusually attentive to Nan Sang Ning?
---
Sang Ning arrived at the technical department, where two engineers and Lin Yuan were already inside with Pei Songhan, examining the samples.
"The young CEO is here," Lin Yuan announced promptly.
Sang Ning had promoted him to manager outright—she needed her own people to solidify her authority within Nan Group.
Pei Songhan looked up and smiled. "Young CEO Nan."
Sang Ning nodded politely. "Young Master Pei. How do you find the sample components?"
"I’ve checked them. They’re good."
Sang Ning smiled. "That’s great. Since there are no issues, we’ll proceed with mass production immediately. Rest assured, we won’t delay the timeline."
Pei Songhan set down the component in his hand and said casually, "You’ve been very diligent, Young CEO Nan. Let me treat you to dinner today."
Sang Ning was slightly taken aback but smiled politely. "No rewards without merit. Let’s wait until this batch of parts is produced and Xinghong approves them. Then Young Master Pei can treat us to this celebratory feast. Having it now would only add unnecessary pressure."
Pei Songhan paused, then tugged at the corner of his lips. "Fair enough."
After seeing Pei Songhan off, Sang Ning returned to her office.
Xu Yan knocked and entered. "Young Master Nan, I’ve selected a few apartments as you requested—all spacious units in the city center. Would you like to take a look?"
Sang Ning casually took the documents, flipped through them, and curled her lips slightly. "Any of them will do. Handle it for me—just pick the one with the best view."
"Understood."
As Xu Yan left, Sang Ning stood and walked to the window. She reached out, her fingers brushing against the sunlight streaming in. Her crystal-like eyes shimmered with brilliance.
This was what she wanted.
But she desired even more.
---
Saturday.
10 a.m.
Sang Ning headed to Huiyao.
She was to accompany the Huiyao team to Cloud Summit Mountain.
"Sang Ning! Over here!" The moment she stepped out of the car, Ye Qian stood ahead, waving excitedly.
Sang Ning quickened her pace. "Am I late?"
"Not at all! We just arrived early, hehe. Come on, everyone’s here. Let’s get in the car."
Sang Ning approached the business van and reached for the door handle. "Is President Fang here yet?"
"President Fang, he—"
The door slid open automatically. Inside, He Siyu sat in a pristine black overcoat, his head slightly lowered as he coolly flipped through a financial magazine.
