"Mm," Fu Siye didn't want to say more.
However, Grandpa Fu frowned, scrutinizing him before asking again, "Why did she come to see you?"
The old man had developed a slight change of heart towards Mu Yinyin.
Previously, he had thought Mu Yinyin was good for nothing and completely unworthy of being Fu Siye's woman.
But now...
She was also the leader of Fanxing.
While Fanxing and Mu's could not compare to Fu's, Mu's had been in decline after Mu Yinyin's father passed away. Fanxing, however, was flourishing. In a few more years, it might stand alongside Fu's and Lu's. It was a dark horse, growing exceptionally fast.
Therefore, it was unavoidable that people would pay attention.
"She wants to discuss a collaboration with me." A trace of annoyance flashed in Fu Siye's eyes. Thinking of how Mu Yinyin's eyes only held the collaboration and nothing else, and how she had repeatedly emphasized that she had nothing to do with him, he felt like digging out Mu Yinyin's heart to see if she was telling the truth.
"Collaboration? What collaboration?" Grandpa Fu's eyes were filled with confusion.
Fu Siye frowned and handed him the document Mu Yinyin had placed before him, saying nothing.
Grandpa Fu took it suspiciously and opened it.
He had no idea that Fu Siye had not yet seen this proposal.
He was the first to review it.
The old man watched intently without a word, and the more he read, the brighter his eyes became.
Fu Siye could tell that Grandpa was very satisfied with the proposal.
"Good! Wonderful!!!" Grandpa Fu couldn't help but exclaim these words before he even finished reading, while still continuing to look down.
Fu Siye frowned, remaining silent.
His expression had changed slightly when Mu Yinyin mentioned the western suburbs, and when she later spoke of building something unprecedented, it was a complete hook.
Until Grandpa finished reading the proposal, he directly fixed his gaze on Fu Siye and said with some excitement, "What did she say to you just now? What are your thoughts?"
Fu Siye's expression was grim.
He remained silent.
Grandpa Fu frowned slightly. "Speak?"
Fu Siye pursed his thin lips and said calmly, "I haven't read the proposal yet."
Grandpa Fu: "?"
He looked at Fu Siye with displeasure. "What are you doing not reading it? Are you flirting with Nan Shiqing?"
Fu Siye's brows furrowed noticeably, but before he could say anything, Grandpa threw the proposal in front of him. "Read the proposal first, then we'll talk."
Fu Siye's annoyance seemed to deepen.
However, since Grandpa Fu had spoken, he chose to pick up the document.
And his reaction, though not as strong as Grandpa Fu's, showed clear shock in his eyes halfway through.
What a bold idea.
He didn't know that this proposal was something Jiang Ling and others had already planned to collaborate with Fu's on. However, after Mu Yinyin reviewed it, she made a few more changes, turning a proposal that already had highlights into one full of them.
"How is it? Finished reading?" Grandpa Fu had already sat down by the sofa and boiled himself some water. He had prepared the tea leaves and brewed himself a pot.
Fu Siye pursed his lips, not rushing to speak.
Grandpa Fu blew on the tea in his cup, took a sip, and then said lightly, "This proposal is very bold, but it will undoubtedly be a huge fortune in the future. It's something this society doesn't have right now. Although it requires a large capital investment from us, it should break even within two to three months of construction. After that, it will be pure profit. The doubled profit is unimaginable."
The speed was too fast, perhaps truly unseen.
Fu Siye put down the document, the coldness in his eyes intensifying.
Mu Yinyin.
Mu Yinyin.
This damned woman, how many more lies would she tell him?
From when she was discussing the collaboration, she didn't act like someone normal discussing business. The reason she dared to act that way was that she was certain he would like this collaboration and prioritize profit.
She knew how to grasp people's psychology, and in all her calculations, she could control the overall situation.
Since she had returned to her true nature, he felt he had never understood her. She was like someone who could roam freely in this world, fearless and in control of everything.
Her confident aura was infectious, making people believe in her unconsciously.
Fu Siye's brow furrowed even deeper.
"Siye?" Grandpa, seeing his increasingly gloomy expression, prompted him.
Fu Siye came back to his senses and looked at Grandpa calmly. "The proposal is very good."
His voice was very calm, without any inflection.
Grandpa Fu immediately nodded in satisfaction. "Indeed, this is a rare proposal. From the current perspective, collaborating with Fanxing only brings benefits to us. Mu Yinyin has also put aside past unpleasantness to seek collaboration with us. Otherwise, she could have easily gone to Lu's and secured some benefits, as many women hold grudges."
Towards the end, Grandpa spoke of Mu Yinyin with some admiration. He paused, then looked at Fu Siye suspiciously. "You say, could it be that she still has feelings for you, and that's why she wants to approach you again in this manner?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Siye's mind was suddenly filled with what Mu Yinyin had said earlier.
Her words, from beginning to end, expressed that they were divorced, and it was enough if they weren't enemies; there was no need to be friends. She had maintained a distant attitude, a professional demeanor for collaboration.
Fu Siye let out a cold snort, saying not a single word.
Grandpa Fu looked at him with some confusion. "What do you mean by that?"
Fu Siye didn't respond to that, but instead said calmly, "When she was leaving, she stated a condition."
"What condition?"
"If we collaborate with her, we must cut ties with Mu's."
Grandpa Fu's mouth twitched. He said dismissively, "Is that all? We aren't cooperating with Mu's anyway, are we? Stop those two projects that were about to support their company, and prioritize Fanxing for now."
Saying that, he took another sip of tea and couldn't help but praise, "This batch of tea tastes quite good."
Fu Siye frowned and looked at Grandpa Fu, as if emphasizing, "Nan Shiqing is my savior."
"Does a savior mean she should be prioritized in everything?" Grandpa Fu looked at Fu Siye with disappointment, as if he were incorrigible, and said in a deep voice again, "How much have you given her over the years? After Mu Yinyin's father passed away, the company was clearly in decline. If you hadn't been supporting it, the company would have gone bankrupt. How much capital have you injected? Isn't that enough to repay her kindness?"