Chapter 307 - 114: Office Meeting with Yang Guoxiang, 5 Billion Capital Injection (Part 2)

Yang Guoxiang really wanted to say, "President Jiang, how about we talk tonight?"

After all, Xia Zhi’s situation was growing more and more dire. Without a new injection of funds, they might really go bankrupt.

But the ball was in Jiang Li’s court, so naturally, they would talk whenever she said so.

He took a deep breath. "Alright, then we’ll meet in person tomorrow."

"Okay, let’s add each other on WeChat."

She minimized the call, opened WeChat, and asked while searching, "Is your WeChat ID your phone number?"

Yang Guoxiang said, "Why don’t I add you instead?"

His son had helped him register his WeChat account, and it wasn’t linked to his phone number.

Jiang Li didn’t mind. "That works too. My WeChat ID is just my phone number."

Yang Guoxiang looked at her number while logging into WeChat to search for her account. "President Jiang, I’ve sent the request. Please accept it on your end."

Jiang Li hummed in acknowledgment. "Accepted. Let’s talk on WeChat, then."

After hanging up, she thought for a moment before sending Yang Guoxiang a WeChat message.

Jiang Li: Is it convenient to meet at your company’s office?

Yang Guoxiang, Owner of Xia Zhi Cosmetics: Yes, that’s convenient.

Jiang Li: Alright, let’s meet in your office at nine tomorrow morning then.

Yang Guoxiang, Owner of Xia Zhi Cosmetics: No problem.

After setting the time with Yang Guoxiang, she sent a WeChat message to Ge Qing to ask if she was available.

If she was free, she could go with her.

Once she sent the message, she hurried to the bathroom to wash up.

They hadn’t bought a crib. Instead, they had moved their bed against the window-side wall, letting Shen Shiyu sleep on the innermost side.

Shen Shiyu was actually an easy baby and didn’t cry often.

The only exceptions were if his diaper wasn’t changed for a long time or if he was starving.

He just woke up early in the morning, usually around six.

After Jiang Li finished washing up and got into bed, Shen Yanzhi went to the bathroom to do the same.

Gazing at Shen Shiyu’s peaceful, sleeping face, Jiang Li’s heart practically melted from the cuteness.

She grabbed her phone from the nightstand and began snapping one photo after another.

She used to not understand people who posted pictures of their kids on their Moments every day, but now she got it.

Not that she was one to post often; she mostly just took photos as keepsakes.

At six o’clock sharp, Shen Shiyu’s personal air-raid siren went off.

Shen Yanzhi turned on the nightlight and deftly scooped up Shen Shiyu.

He first prepared the formula, and while shaking the bottle, he also managed to change the diaper and wash Shen Shiyu’s face.

Just as he was about to start feeding him, Jiang Manshu walked over in her pajamas and took Shen Shiyu from his arms. "I knew Zhaozhao would be waking up around now."

Seeing Shen Yanzhi yawn, Jiang Manshu clicked her tongue impatiently. "Alright, hurry back to bed."

Shen Yanzhi chuckled. "Thanks for taking over, Mom."

Jiang Manshu rolled her eyes in disgust. "Just as long as you stop with that ridiculous act of yours."

’I don’t know where you learned it from. It’s like you’re possessed.’

Shen Yanzhi pouted. "Why are you so disgusted by it? Xiao Li loves it."

Jiang Manshu rolled her eyes again, at the end of her rope. "Alright, I don’t have time to hear about the private affairs of you two. Get going."

Shen Yanzhi slunk back to their room. Jiang Li, who had been sleeping soundly, heard him and groggily forced her eyes open. "Where’s Zhaozhao?"

Shen Yanzhi lifted the covers and got into bed. "Mom’s feeding him."

Jiang Li yawned. "Oh."

Shen Yanzhi reached out, took Jiang Li’s hand, and placed it on his chest. "Honey, it’s been so long since we’ve..."

Jiang Li was furious. "Shen Yanzhi, if you dare disturb my sleep, you can get out and sleep in the study!"

’He might not need sleep, but I do! I have to go to Xia Zhi’s office to discuss the partnership later, and I don’t want to be yawning the whole time.’

That snuffed out any amorous ideas Shen Yanzhi had. He obediently wrapped his arms around Jiang Li and went to sleep.

Jiang Li managed to get another hour or so of sleep before her alarm went off. She got up, washed her face, changed into a crisp, professional outfit, and went downstairs for breakfast.

Just as she was about to leave after breakfast, she ran into Jiang Manshu, who had just put Shen Shiyu down for a nap. "Xiao Li, are you heading out?"

Jiang Li nodded. "Yeah, I have some work to take care of."

Jiang Manshu patted Jiang Li’s shoulder. "You work so hard. I’ll have the kitchen make you something delicious when you get back."

Jiang Li made an OK sign with her hand. "No problem."

Jiang Li left with only Xu Shijie. By the time they arrived at Xia Zhi, it was almost exactly nine o’clock.

As soon as she entered the lobby, a middle-aged man immediately rushed to greet her, followed by several other people. "Hello, you must be President Jiang?"

Jiang Li sized him up and down before asking with some uncertainty, "You’re Mr. Yang?"

It was mainly because Yang Guoxiang was wearing an ill-fitting suit and a pair of sneakers whose soles were starting to come unglued. No matter how she looked at him, he didn’t seem like the head of a company.