Chapter 1080: I am indeed not as good as Xu Damao

Xu Damao shook his head vigorously: "Zhuzi, I am different from you. Your family business is vast; even if the pharmaceutical factory goes bankrupt, you are still the richest man. I can't afford that. All my money is invested in this factory. Nowadays, several foreign pharmaceutical groups are suing us, and they send stacks of lawyer letters to our factory. I really can't hold on anymore. To tell you the truth, back then, I sold all my antiques just to invest in this factory."

He Yuzhu snorted with a touch of coldness: "Do you have so little confidence in me?"

"It's not that I don't have confidence in you; I don't have confidence in the pharmaceutical factory. You also know how our formulas came about, right? If we lose the lawsuit, the compensation those companies demand will be an astronomical figure. If my 700 million investment goes down the drain, I'll have to go begging on the streets. My old bones don't want to end up with no one to rely on in my old age."

He Yuzhu furrowed his brows and cursed in a low voice: "You can't prop up a wall made of mud. Let me tell you the truth: I can't win a lawsuit in Europe or America, but our medicine is only for the domestic market. Operating in the country is completely reasonable and legal. We won't lose the lawsuit; don't be scared by a few lawyer letters. This is a common tactic used by foreign pharmaceutical factories."

Xu Damao was dejected: "Zhuzi, I don't even have a biological son in this life. I live just to be comfortable. How many more years can I live? At most twenty years. I just want to spend the money I have in these twenty years. I don't want to be gone while my money is still in the bank."

He Yuzhu looked at him and said with a wry smile: "What you say isn't false. However, there is no room for negotiation regarding the factory shares. I told you all back then that once you invest, you are not allowed to withdraw your shares at will."

Xu Damao pointed at He Yuzhu: "But when you started the factory, you didn't tell us that so many pharmaceutical factories would sue us. I beg you, I really don't want to be involved anymore. Just let me offload the shares in my hands."

"I can take your shares, we can discuss the price."

Xu Damao shook his head: "You only talk but don't act. I'm not asking for too much from you. Just give me 1 billion. Do you know? Those foreign capital companies came to me and offered a sky-high price of 3 billion."

He Yuzhu's gaze was sharp: "If foreigners get your shares, they will know our core secrets. By then, even within the country, we might lose the lawsuit."

This information from He Yuzhu was packed with content, and every word fell clearly into Su Ying's ears.

As if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, she pricked up her ears and listened carefully.

Su Ying had originally planned to get up and leave the room, but upon hearing this, her bottom felt as if it were glued to the chair, and she refused to move even half a step.

In fact, she was a commercial spy for an M Country pharmaceutical factory. Her task today was simple: poison the drinks or dishes to bring down the He Group.

She did not carry the poison on her; three days ago, it had been buried under a peony flower by the gardener responsible for tending the flowers for the He Family.

As soon as she entered the courtyard today, she intended to retrieve the poison, but that area had already been cordoned off and included in the kitchen zone.

She had originally wanted to use her connection with Yan Yan to sneak into the kitchen to get the poison.

But the head chef, Old Gao, was impervious to reason and wouldn't let her in at all.

She wandered back and forth three times but never found an opportunity to strike.

If she returned with the mission failed, the people above would never let her off easily.

But if she could obtain key intelligence to take back, she could at least fulfill her duty.

At the moment, she desperately wanted to find out the hidden secrets of the pharmaceutical factory.

If she could establish a connection with Xu Damao, everything would be easier, and perhaps the people above might even let her go.

Just now at the gate, she had already seen that Xu Damao was very lecherous.

Su Ying calculated rapidly in her mind, but her face showed not a ripple of emotion.

She lowered her head to tuck the stray hair behind her ear and asked: "Yang Jing, the two uncles seem to be discussing commercial secrets. We should go."

Yang Jing didn't think much of it and nodded.

On the other side, He Yuzhu and Xu Damao had already lowered their voices and started whispering.

At first, Xu Damao still held his head high, but as he listened, his arrogance diminished bit by bit. His fingers tapped repeatedly on the tabletop as he calculated the gains and losses in his heart.

After a long while, he sighed heavily, reached out, and patted He Yuzhu's shoulder hard: "Fine, Zhuzi. I will feign dealing with those foreigners and let them reveal their acquisition price. Then I will pass the quote to you. We've been brothers for so many years; you can't let me suffer a loss."

He Yuzhu nodded: "Don't think about fooling me either. I will also find people to inquire about the real market rate."

He Yuzhu and Xu Damao walked out of the room one after the other.

Once the two had walked far away, Su Ying's tense spine slowly relaxed.

She managed to squeeze a smile at Yang Jing, then covered her lower abdomen, her brows tightly knitted: "Yang Jing, I'm afraid I can't do the script translation today. Shall we reschedule to tomorrow night?"

Yang Jing asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

Su Ying sighed softly: "An old ailment, uterine cold. It tortures me to death every month. If the pain gets any worse, I'll have to say goodbye to Yan Yan in advance."

Yang Jing immediately put down the pen in her hand: "Ma Rui's godmother, Jiang Mei, is also in the courtyard. She is a famous traditional Chinese medicine doctor in Beijing and also understands Western medicine. I'll go call her over to take a look at you."

Su Ying shook her head with a wry smile: "It's a chronic illness. I've been to several countries and seen countless doctors, and they all say it's a constitutional problem that cannot be cured." She looked up at Yang Jing, her eyes very sincere, "This script is indeed very profound; the surface meaning of many lines is the exact opposite of what is truly intended. Shall we make another appointment?"

Yang Jing took a stack of US dollars out of her bag, visually estimating it to be a full two thousand. "This is your payment. Thank you for your hard work today."

Su Ying waved her hands repeatedly: "I only came to help because I truly treat you as a friend. If you give me money, I won't talk to you anymore."

Yang Jing was stunned, then laughed and put the money back into her bag: "Fine, as you wish. Call me when you have time."

Su Ying nodded, supported herself on the armrest, and slowly stood up, one hand still covering her stomach: "I need to go find Yan Yan."

After saying this, she walked out with a staggering gait.

Su Ying followed the corridor to the Zhongyuan and saw from afar that Yan Yan was standing with Ma Rui, chatting away with great enthusiasm.

She walked up, nudged Yan Yan's shoulder with her elbow, and said in a very low voice: "Yan Yan, my stomach hurts terribly. Can you stay with me for a while?"

Yan Yan turned around, saw her face was pale, and stood up in a panic, at a loss: "Weren't you fine just a moment ago? Why are you suddenly uncomfortable?"

Su Ying shook her head: "Just now Yang Jing poured me a cup of cold tea. After drinking it, my stomach started to ache with a heavy, dragging pain." She bit her lower lip lightly, "I guess my period is coming."

"I'll go pour you a cup of hot water!" Yan Yan ran into the room to pour her water.

At this gap, a figure swayed over. Xu Damao waved his hand and said, "Your uncle is looking for you!"

"Where is my uncle?"

"He walked toward the East Cross Courtyard."

Watching Ma Rui walk away, while Yan Yan hadn't returned yet, he said: "What is your surname again?"

"Su Ying."

Xu Damao spoke slowly: "Miss Su, you don't seem to be too satisfied with my nephew?"

Su Ying shook her head lightly: "We have a very good relationship."

Xu Damao squinted and said: "I don't have much ability, but I have a knack for judging people. You are short on money."

Su Ying's body jolted, and she said embarrassedly: "Mr. Xu's gaze is like lightning. I am indeed short on money. Many people think that because I am American, my life must be very glamorous. Actually, my family was very poor when I was a child. At seven, I had to help my mother answer phones at the takeout shop. We couldn't bear to turn on the air conditioning in the dead of winter, which left me with a body full of ailments. Yan Yan has many faults, but at least he knows how to cherish people."

After hearing this, Xu Damao suddenly reached out, patted her shoulder neither too hard nor too soft, and said with a smile: "Another day, no, it could also be today, let's find time to have a cup of coffee."

Su Ying nodded: "Uncle Xu, I think you are a very real person, easier to get along with than Uncle He. Uncle He has too much hostility."

Xu Damao smiled with his eyes curved: "Poor girl. Don't look at me crying poor in front of Zhuzi; actually, I'm not short on money. I always mutter about losing a lot of money gambling in Macau, but it's all an act, just to keep those unsavory people from coming to me to borrow money."

Su Ying smiled enchantingly, her eyes and brows alluring: "Uncle Xu, you are too cunning; this personality of yours is actually quite likable."

Xu Damao grinned cheekily: "To tell you the truth, I have a weakness: I just love young girls. I have a malady, I am lustful."

As he said this, he also vigilantly looked around in a circle.

Su Ying blinked her eyes, feigning a perfectly appropriate look of confusion on her face: "Uncle, what do you mean by that? I don't quite understand."

Xu Damao leaned closer to her side again, his mouth almost pressed against her earlobe, his hot breath spraying entirely onto the base of her ear: "It means I love beauty. But don't worry, I, Xu Damao, wouldn't dare boast about other skills, but when it comes to women, I never treat them poorly."

Inside the surveillance room, He Yuzhu stared at every move Xu Damao made on the screen and sighed in a low voice: "Only today have I truly understood that in some areas, I really cannot compare to Damao."