Quick Travel to the Clouds

Chapter 396 Yun Xiaqing 3

Yunchu's technical team insisted on using real-time dynamic modeling, believing that Han Yanzhi's team's static prediction model was "at least three years behind."

Han Yanzhi mocked the other party for "over-reliance on fancy technology", and the projector suddenly switched to a dark historical scene of a system crash.

In Yun Chufang’s urban greening plan, an ecological corridor runs through the CBD, which was ridiculed by the other party as a “rich man’s backyard fantasy.”

The underground pipeline renovation plan proposed by Han Yanzhi's team was pointed out by Yunchu's chief architect as "will destroy the foundation of the Republican-era building complex."

The financial directors of both parties simultaneously produced the original government approval documents - which were stamped with official seals of different departments.

The legal team was engaged in a whispered debate in a corner, occasionally throwing out dangerous terms like "patent infringement" and "antitrust law."

Yun Chu picked up the coffee cup and found a note at the bottom of the cup: [Mr. Yun, I have always wanted to meet you. I wonder if I have the honor].

Yun Chu raised his eyes and looked across the long table - Han Yanzhi was listening to his subordinates' reports seriously, but his right hand was spinning a pen as if nothing had happened, and the tip of the pen left a small ink stain on the meeting minutes.

Han Yanzhi kept looking at Yun Chu out of the corner of her eyes. When she saw Yun Chu saw the note, she looked up and looked back, smiling at her.

Yun Chu thought about the task and nodded slightly with a smile.

Han Yan's heart was beating uncontrollably, but his face remained cold.

In the conference room, when the two teams were arguing over the smart city project, Han Yanzhi suddenly pushed the laptop over - what appeared on the screen was not the contract terms, but a photo of Yun Chu riding a horse at the racecourse last week.

Yun Chu looked up and saw Han Yanzhi's deep eyes.

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When the municipal officials pushed the door open, they saw a strange scene: two groups were arguing tensely, and the two presidents' eyes met through the smoke, as if they were dancing a dangerous tango.

Finally, the three parties reached a "smart city" cooperation.

"Mr. Yun, I wish our cooperation a success." Han Yanzhi stretched out a pair of slender, white hands.

Yun Chu politely extended his hand and shook hands lightly with Han Yanzhi. Just as he was about to pull his hand away, Han Yanzhi held it tightly.

However, Han Yanzhi's grip was so tight that it didn't hurt, but it was not easy to pull his hand away.

Yun Chu's dark eyes stared straight at Han Yanzhi. Han Yanzhi smiled faintly, "Boss Yun, we have reached a cooperation agreement. To celebrate our cooperation, could you please have dinner with us tonight?"

"That's perfect, let's take the employees with us." Yun Chu smiled and pulled his hand away.

Han Yanzhi felt a little lost in his heart. It would be great if he could hold her hand forever.

"Okay, I'll listen to Mr. Yun." Although Han Yanzhi wanted to go on a date with Yun Chu, he knew that Yun Chu would definitely not go if they went on a date.

Afterwards, both parties went to dinner together.

The night view of Shenzhen Bay spreads out like silk, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city lights pour down like a galaxy of stars.

Yun Chu stood in front of the glass curtain wall of the panoramic restaurant, tapping the champagne glass lightly with his fingertips. The bubbles in the glass rose and burst silently, just like the differences that were being resolved one by one at the negotiation table today.

She changed out of her usual professional suit today and wore a dark green velvet long dress that outlined her slender waistline. The emerald gems hanging on her earlobes swayed slightly with her movements, reflecting a deep light under the light.

"What is Mr. Yun looking at?" Han Yanzhi's voice came from behind him, low and gentle. He held two glasses of wine in his hands, one of whiskey and one of red wine. The ice balls gently collided in the amber liquor, making a subtle, crisp sound.

"Looking at this city." Yun Chu took the red wine, the corners of his lips slightly raised. "From here, does it look like a giant circuit board?"

Han Yanzhi chuckled, his eyes fixed on her profile. "The circuit board is too cold. I prefer to compare it to a painting."

"Oh?" Yun Chu raised an eyebrow. "What painting?"

"A painting..." He paused, his eyes deep, "a painting I've just started coloring."

On the other side of the dining table, there was also an undercurrent.

Han Yanzhi's CTO calmly wrote a few lines of code on a napkin while toasting. Yun Chu's director glanced at it, dipped a fork in the sauce and added two strokes on the side. The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

When the waiter brought the dessert, the chocolate decoration on the plate was carved into the logos of the two companies, blending together so well that the boundaries were indistinguishable.

The CFOs got tipsy and started competing in mental arithmetic, only to discover that the two companies had invested in the same startup six months ago, but no one had revealed it.

The beautiful lawyer from the legal team, under the influence of alcohol, pointed out the "trap clauses" hidden in the contract one by one, causing laughter from everyone at the table. However, Han Yanzhi and Yun Chu just looked at each other, and they understood each other tacitly.

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The lights in the banquet hall had been dimmed to the lowest setting, leaving only a few wall lamps casting a dim glow in the corners.

The waiters quietly removed the last set of wine glasses, and the heavy carved wooden door closed gently, completely isolating the noise from the outside world.

Yun Chu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the stem of the champagne glass.

Outside the window, Shenzhen's neon lights were still flickering, and traffic was flowing through the city's veins like light bands, while Han Yanzhi's figure was vaguely reflected on the glass - he was approaching slowly, and the sound of his leather shoes stepping on the marble floor was particularly clear in the empty hall.

"Are they all gone?" She didn't look back, and her voice was filled with a hint of laziness after being tired.

"Yeah." Han Yanzhi stopped half a step behind her. He had already taken off his suit jacket and rolled up his shirt sleeves to his forearms, revealing his well-defined wrists. "Your assistant said you should get a good rest tomorrow morning."

Yun Chu chuckled: "She is considerate."

Silence spread between the two of them, but it wasn't awkward. Han Yanzhi's gaze fell on her exposed shoulder line—there was a small mole there, hidden in the shadow of the velvet dress, like a secret mark.

"You drank a lot tonight." He suddenly said.

"Same here." Yun Chu finally turned around and looked up at him. "Mr. Han's alcohol tolerance is better than the rumors say."

He raised an eyebrow: "Have you asked about me?"

"It's just a business investigation."

Han Yanzhi chuckled softly, reaching out to take her already empty wine glass, his fingertips lightly brushing against her knuckles. Yun Chu didn't dodge, but instead raised her chin slightly, her gaze meeting his directly.

In the distance, the elevator dinged, signaling the night shift cleaners to start work.

"It's time to go." Yun Chu said, but did not move.

"Yeah." Han Yanzhi responded, but raised his hand to gather her shawl that had slipped off, "I'll take you there."

In the early morning hours on the streets of Shenzhen, the neon lights are still bright, but the noise has gradually died down.

Han Yanzhi's black car slowly stopped in front of the Four Seasons Hotel, and the low roar of the engine was particularly clear in the night.

Yun Chu leaned back against the leather seat, a slight intoxication giving the corners of her eyes a faint blush. The light from the car window shone through the glass onto her delicate profile, outlining a soft outline.

Han Yanzhi glanced at her sideways, tapping his fingertips lightly on the steering wheel, as if hesitating about something.

"We're here," he whispered, his voice a little deeper than usual.

Yun Chu hummed softly, but didn't move immediately. Her fingertips unconsciously rubbed the metal chain of her handbag, and her eyelashes drooped, casting a small shadow under her eyes.