Chapter 3971: Elder Ye: I Want to Add Another Condition

Chapter 3971: Chapter 3971: Elder Ye: I Want to Add Another Condition

However, Old Xue, behind the reclusive family, was very cunning and did not give Ye Wangchuan personal compensation. Instead, he made concessions in the chip industry to provide research development opportunities for Beijing.

In this way, Ye Maoshan had to consider this matter from a higher perspective...

"I want to add one more condition." He had always been accustomed to being decisive and resolute, both in action and behavior. Even as he grew older and had to contemplate more things, his fundamental style hadn’t changed.

The gentleman from Vancouver immediately bowed politely: "Please go ahead, sir."

Ye Maoshan pondered: "They also need to give the Qing University’s research team a chance to visit their laboratory."

The gentleman from Vancouver was momentarily stunned, realizing the weight behind such a casually mentioned demand, hesitating to easily agree, and simply said: "I can convey your request for you."

"Alright." Ye Maoshan waved his hand with grandeur: "Then once you’ve agreed with them, come find me again."

The gentleman from Vancouver saw that he had made it clear that unless this condition was added, there was no room for discussion, and he couldn’t help but smile wryly, looking at the shrewd and vigorous old man in front of him: "...You sure know how to put me in a tough spot, sir."

Ye Maoshan, however, looked back calmly and even said: "Didn’t you also put me in a tough spot?"

"..." He came as a negotiator for the reclusive family, using the dispute between Beijing and Continent M as a condition to make them intervene and suppress the resentment over their future heir being injured. It was inherently a troublesome situation.

The gentleman from Vancouver knew he was at fault and was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Then wait for my news, sir."

"Alright."

**

The gentleman from Vancouver, having received Ye Maoshan’s approval, immediately turned to contact Continent M.

The old man in green was at home when the news arrived.

As soon as he heard the phone ring, he walked over without saying a word, picked up the receiver and held it to his ear: "What did they say?"

"The Ye family requests to add one more condition to the existing terms: to allow the Qing University research team to visit your laboratory." The gentleman from Vancouver didn’t beat around the bush, reiterating Ye Maoshan’s demand.

Old Xue’s face immediately turned green, his breath hitched, gripping the receiver tightly, veins bulging on his neck as he sneered: "He’s quite bold to bring this up."

The gentleman from Vancouver tactfully distanced himself: "The conflict between both of you has nothing to do with me. I’m just responsible for relaying the message between you."

"In any case, the Ye family’s condition is just this—if you agree, negotiations continue. If not, talks may be futile. I saw Elder Ye was quite upset; it was only because I brought up Beijing’s chip project that he managed to endure listening to my words completely. Otherwise, I might have been kicked out before I could even mention the latter part..."

"...I understand." Old Xue was at home, the message sent back by the gentleman from Vancouver suspended his heart in midair, unable to settle or release, causing extreme discomfort.

He clenched his fingers, stiffened his face, then relaxed his lips: "I’ll try discussing it with others first and then get back to you."

"Alright."

The gentleman from Vancouver kindly added: "Old Xue, I won’t stay in Beijing for too long, remember to get back to me soon. Otherwise, if it drags on, I have other matters to attend to."

"Hmm."

He heard the deep voice of the old man in green agreeing, lowered his eyes, and hung up the phone. Then he looked up through the rearview mirror in front and saw the driver secretly looking at him. ℯℯ𝘭.

The blond, blue-eyed middle-aged man glanced sharply over, frightening the caught-off-guard driver into withdrawing his gaze immediately.

He raised his hand to open the car window, letting fresh air flood in, casually instructed the driver: "Head to Zichen Road."

The driver softly acknowledged and drove the black car in the direction of Purple Sky Road.