The night is quiet.

Lin Qian walked into the front yard of the villa and the first thing she passed by was the grape trellis.

Under the moonlight, the seedlings last year had grown to nearly as high as her waist. The big leaves swayed gently in the night wind.

Next year, you should be able to climb the tall grape trellis?

Perhaps because she was feeling a little solemn and confused, she did not go into the house immediately, but took out her cell phone and took a few photos of them as a souvenir. Then she sighed lightly and pushed the door into the house.

Li Zhicheng was sitting on the sofa, wearing a simple light gray T-shirt and black sports shorts, which looked neat and sturdy. He raised his deep eyes and looked at her, patted his hand gently on the backrest of the sofa, and signaled her to sit over.

Lin Qian sat side by side with him, and his attention was immediately attracted by the TV screen.

What is being played is news about the US DG Group spending huge sums of money to acquire Si Meiqi.

Of course, there is not much valuable information in the news. Because both parties seem to be keeping a low profile, most of the news obtained by the media are also stolen.

Perhaps the topic of foreign capital acquisition is a bit indescribable and sensitive.

But just looking at this piece of news and thinking back to today's words, Lin Qian felt like she was cold in her lips.

She turned to look at Li Zhicheng and went straight to the point: "Will you sell Aida?"

Li Zhicheng picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.

"What do you think?" he asked without answering.

Lin Qian told the truth: "I don't know."

"What did you talk to your brother today?" he asked again.

Lin Qian repeated Lin Mochen's words without missing a word. Of course, he passed by the words that made Li Zhicheng "wait for death"... After hearing this, Li Zhicheng nodded, turned around and asked, "Did you tell him we are engaged?"

Lin Qian remembered his brother's reaction at that time, so he naturally would not tell the truth. He replied: "I said that, he was a little unhappy at first because I didn't tell him the first time. But he was actually quite happy and even blessed us."

A smile slowly appeared in Li Zhicheng's eyes and he asked in a low voice: "Really?"

Lin Qian felt a little guilty, but still said seriously: "Of course it's true, otherwise what else can he do?" He thought to himself, you can hear something is wrong in this way? Well, birds of a feather flock together, you are indeed the person who knows him best in the world.

Fortunately, these two guys don't have to fight.

Li Zhicheng did not bother with this topic, but looked at her and said, "When the acquisition is over, my father and I will visit him officially."

Lin Qian's face became slightly hot: "It's up to you."

When talking about this topic, the atmosphere in the room seemed to be ambiguous. The two of them stared at each other, and Li Zhicheng reached out and pulled her into his arms, gently stroked her cheeks.

"What are you doing?" Lin Qian was immediately a little impatient by his touch.

"What are you calling me?" he asked slowly.

Lin Qian was stunned and understood. It was the first time he couldn't even say anything. And how could he call such an intimate name to someone with a deep aura like him?

"You call first." She kicked the question back to him.

Li Zhicheng lowered his head and pecked her lips, his voice indescribably warm and charming.

"Wife."

Lin Qian's heart felt like something suddenly hit.

She had never expected that such an ordinary name that everyone was calling jumped out of his mouth and made her so...

Heartbeat.

She reached out and hooked his neck and shouted softly: "Husband."

His face was close at hand, and his black eyes stared at her. Neither of them spoke for a moment, and the heat of the air seemed to rise a little more, causing her heart to throbbing.

After a while, she spoke: "You haven't said yet, will I sell it in the end?"

Li Zhicheng's hand slowly stroked her waist, his handsome face exuded a little coldness and solemnity. He reached out and took the chessboard at the corner of the coffee table and the chess pieces.

Lin Qian became interested: "I want to set up a chess game again?"

Li Zhicheng did not answer, but picked up four black pieces and fell from top to bottom on the chessboard.

"If DG Group's acquisition is rejected, Ida will face four major threats." His hand lightly slammed on the chessboard, "One, financial resources. DG's financial resources are far stronger than ours. If we compete in the market in the future, we will suffer a lot."

Lin Qian nodded. This was also what she was worried about. If I said that Xin Baorui, who had previously had a stronger attack than her, had done all her strength to gain the upper hand. DG is the world's number one luggage group, and its financial resources are more than several times that of Xin Baorui?

"Two." He said in a low voice, "Si Meiqi's shell. DG's sales in China have not been able to open up before, because it was not suitable for the local environment and failed to successfully establish its own sales team and market network. But now, this fatal flaw has been supplemented with Si Meiqi."

Lin Qian nodded silently, and finally couldn't help but curse, "This idiot Chen Zheng!"

"Three, the mentality of consumers." His eyes showed a little indifferent. Lin Qian said: "Indeed, the mentality of many Chinese people is better than that of domestic brands. This has become their innate advantage."

But then again, she seems to prefer foreign brands more...命如

Li Zhicheng obviously thought of her pile of skin care products, clothes, leather shoes... He looked at her with a faint look, and Lin Qian was immediately angry and shouted: "Don't you have a lot of them too..."

Li Zhicheng answered quickly: "Only outdoor equipment."

Lin Qian was stunned. Thinking about it again, it was really true. In addition to outdoor shoes, hats, clothes, tents, etc., his other things seemed to be really used by domestic brands.

"Land Rover!" she thought.

"The car belongs to the company."

Also... Lin Qian frowned and continued to think, his eyes lit up suddenly, but he said a little embarrassedly: "...and there are condoms!"

Li Zhicheng was slightly stunned, probably not expecting that she would actually count this.

A faint smile flashed in his eyes: "Okay, I agree with this."

Lin Qian: "..." Turning his head and looking aside - he really hates it.

"Where is the fourth threat?" she asked.

Li Zhicheng reached out and pinched her slightly red cheeks, and replied: "Human heart."

Lin Qian was stunned and heard him continue, "If DG wants to acquire us, it will inevitably offer very generous conditions, which will move many people. The world is bustling and profitable. Ada's people's hearts will be shaken, which is something we cannot stop."

Lin Qian didn't say anything.

Li Zhicheng picked up another white piece and landed it opposite the black piece.

"What's this?"

“The benefits of agreeing to the acquisition.”

Lin Qian suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at his cold outline.

So... he is also considering the possibility of agreeing to the acquisition?

"The four threats above, no matter which one, may make Ida defeated," he said slowly, "but if you agree to the acquisition, the result will be very simple - we will get a huge amount of funds. The luggage industry is a traditional manufacturing industry, and the overall benefits are small. If we use this money to enter real estate, financial investment... I think it is easy to make a profit several times higher than the luggage industry."

Lin Qian was speechless.

She believed Li Zhicheng's words. With his vision and ability, which industry can't make money? But when she thought of selling Aida, why can't she be happy?

Inexplicably heavy, inexplicably confused.

She lowered her head again, looked at the five pieces on the chessboard, and finally looked up at him.

So what is his decision?

"I did consider selling Ida." He looked into her eyes, affirming her guess.

Lin Qian's heart moved: Have you considered it? What this means is...

Li Zhicheng leaned on the sofa and looked at her quietly. She was sitting sideways in his arms, and now she turned around and faced him. Li Zhicheng's hands were placed on her waist, and his eyes became quiet.

"At noon today, I searched the Internet for information on foreign investment mergers and acquisitions of Chinese companies." He said.

Lin Qian had a premonition that what he was going to say was a very important thing, so she couldn't help but nodded: "Well, what about?"

"It turns out that many famous brands in China's industries have been acquired." He said lightly, "In the face of foreign companies' acquisitions, there is basically no suspense in their choices and outcomes."

"Well." She, Lin Qian, is not a patriotic fanatic, but every time she sees such news, it still feels a little uncomfortable. Even if foreign investment will bring better technology and talents, that brand is no longer from China after all. And there are really many national brands hidden in it.

Li Zhicheng changed his mind and said, "There is only one industry that collectively resists foreign acquisitions."

Lin Qian's heart was thumping, and she had read the news about "home appliance industry!"

Li Zhicheng looked at her and nodded: "News say - for this reason, Chinese companies and international home appliance giants have fought bloody battles for many years, and paid a heavy price to repel foreign companies. And now the result is..." He looked at her calmly: "In this fierce competition, the technology and strength of Chinese companies have been constantly improving. Now many products have become the world's number one. Foreign companies are afraid of seeing Chinese home appliances."

Lin Qian didn't know what to say, but felt that the blood in his body slowly became boiling as if it was because of his words. But he reached out and swept the chess pieces scattered on the chessboard, grabbed them and threw them back into the chess jar.

Then he looked up at her and asked word by word: "Can I, Li Zhicheng's company, cannot win foreign companies? Can't I be the world's number one?"

...

The night is already dark.

Lin Qian was lying on the bed, unable to hold anything else in her mind, but Li Zhicheng's words just now were repeatedly stirring in her heart.

Although Ida is the number one in China now, there is still a big gap in becoming the world leader.

But hearing his expression plainly express such a lofty goal, she didn't feel misty at all.

I just feel full of fighting spirit and my blood is boiling.

The bathroom door opened, and Li Zhicheng walked out after taking a shower. He had a cheetah-like figure and wet short hair, which looked like a handsome and sexy painting. Lin Qian now saw how he liked it, and before he could get close, he jumped out of the bed and rushed over, reaching out to hug him.
To be continued...