The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 1274 I'm not easily scared

At this point, Liu Xiaofang left the Yan family villa.

Her phone rang at the same time.

She answered the phone.

"Hey, mom!"

Soon after, Cuihua's rude voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Xiaofang, Mom wants to go to the city to see you."

"Mom, no need, I'm fine, nothing's wrong, don't worry."

"Your mom was so worried when she couldn't reach you the other day!"

"Mom, there was a little trouble a few days ago, but everything's fine now, so don't worry. Work and everything are going well."

"Xiaofang, you know, those distant relatives of ours are completely useless. Not only do they not help us, they also bully us," Cuihua complained on the phone.

Xiaofang paused for a few seconds before saying, "Mom, don't say that. People have no obligation to help us. If we want to improve ourselves, we can only do it ourselves. We can't blame others."

“Hey, why are you taking sides with others? If Zhang Wenwen hadn’t fired you, you wouldn’t be working as a waiter in a hotel now. Waiters are so tiring! I know that.”

“Mom, actually, that incident was also my fault. Now that I think about it, I don’t blame them. They didn’t do anything wrong, and they can’t just help us all the time. We also have no reason to expect help from others. So, we have to rely on ourselves for everything. It’s their right not to help us just because they are hardworking,” Xiaofang said. This is a lesson she has learned from her time in the big city.

"Xiaofang, what's wrong with you? I feel like you're not the same as before."

"Mom, I've grown up now, and I understand some things! You don't need to get involved anymore. I've decided to work hard in a big city from now on. If there's nothing else, you don't need to come see me. I'll hang up now if I have to."

After saying that, Xiaofang hung up the phone.

She used to think her mother was right, but now she thinks her mother's thinking is wrong. You can't rely on others for everything, and you shouldn't cause trouble for others.

Now she feels that her cousin Shen Qing is her role model, and she wants to learn from her cousin Shen Qing.

No one's success is sudden. It's all achieved through hard work, so you must keep striving.

Xiaofang hailed a taxi on the roadside and took it back to the Kunpeng Hotel.

She had taken leave to come here; she simply wanted to thank Shen Qing. She understood some of the reasons behind it. Since Shen Qing had helped her, she couldn't just do nothing.

. . . . . .

Meanwhile, at the Yan family villa.

Shen Qing sat in the living room and continued reading her book.

She suddenly remembered that Yan Bei and her brother were abroad, and she wondered what their situation was. They were supposed to be inspecting a project, but she didn't know how it was going.

She picked up her phone and sent a message to Yan Bei.

How's it going on your end? Is everything going smoothly?

Then she put her phone aside, not in a hurry to wait for Yan Bei's reply, knowing that Yan Bei would definitely be very busy.

the other side.

After seeing the message, Yan Bei replied to Shen Qing immediately.

Honey, everything's going well here, don't worry. I'll be back as soon as I finish my mission.

He only reported good news and kept the bad news to himself, not wanting his wife to worry.

As for the overseas project, he is currently on his way to meet with the project manager.

He didn't know the full story.

The fleeting light outside the car window reflected on his sharply defined profile, making his expression appear even more cold and hard.

He closed his eyes to rest, but his mind raced through various possibilities—was it a competitor's malicious poaching? Was there a problem with the project itself? Or was it the project manager's personal fault?

In any case, Yan Bei's things are not something that anyone can touch as they please.

He needs to ask him directly.

……

We soon arrived at the overseas project office.

Yan Bei and Liu Xiaopeng got out of the car.

I walked directly into a large office building.

He walked to the front desk and spoke with the receptionist in English.

He told him to have the project manager, Mark, come see him.

He then went to the rest area to wait.

The morning sunlight streamed through the glass window and fell on Yan Bei, but it failed to melt away the chill emanating from him.

He was wearing a well-tailored dark gray suit and sat upright in the window seat, with Liu Xiaopeng sitting next to him.

Both of them had serious expressions, their minds preoccupied with how to confront each other later.

Five minutes later, a middle-aged man in a well-tailored suit, slightly overweight, hurried over. It was Mark.

When he saw Yan Bei sitting there, his powerful aura making the air seem to freeze, his eyes flickered slightly, and he forced an unnatural smile onto his face.

"President Yan, you...you came in person?" Mark rubbed his hands together, sitting down somewhat awkwardly opposite Yan Bei.

Yan Bei raised his eyes, his gaze sharp and fixed on Mark. His thin lips parted slightly, his voice calm yet carrying immense power: "Mark, you should have received my email. Now, I'm here. Tell me, why?"

His tone was unreadable, but the oppressive look in his eyes caused beads of sweat to appear on Mark's forehead.

"President Yan, I fully understand your dissatisfaction and confusion. This decision was made after extremely difficult discussions within our company. It is not directed at the Yan Group, nor is it a denial of our previous cooperation achievements."

"Then why is that? I want to hear the answer now." Yan Bei's tone was very serious.

"It's because a company that we've been working with suddenly stopped supplying us. They said they would only supply us if we stopped working with Yuzheng Group. As you know, Mr. Yan, if they don't supply us, we can't get started, and we can't cooperate with Yuzheng Group any better."

Yan Bei frowned. "Which company?"

"It's the CY Group."

"CY?" Yan Bei had heard of it; it was a relatively strong supplier overseas. But everything had been fine before, so why would it suddenly target Yu Zheng Group?

Liu Xiaopeng, who was standing next to him, said, "Xiao Bei, it seems that the main reason is CY Group."

Yan Bei nodded. "Let's go now."

"Where to go?"

"To CY Group." Yan Bei said, standing up and looking at Mark. "Sorry to bother you."

"Wait a moment, Mr. Yan."

"what happened?"

"The president of CY Group doesn't speak kindly, so you must be careful. Don't let this matter threaten your life."

Yan Bei smiled slightly, "Thanks for the reminder, but it won't scare me."

Then Yan Bei and Liu Xiaopeng left.

"Xiao Bei, did Mark mean that the president of CY Group is quite difficult to deal with?"

Yan Bei's lips twitched slightly. "Anyway, I'm not easily scared. Let's go."

"it is good!"

Yan Bei was not affected by what Mark had just said to him.

He believed that to understand this, he had to ask in person.