Si Qiu swallowed nervously, not daring to respond. Although Pei Jingzhou usually seemed quite doting toward her, he was absolutely a ruthless person—and he had a hint of yandere tendencies.
Si Qiu really feared that if she accepted such a valuable gift from him, she might lose track of it all if they ever broke up!
Pei Jingzhou smiled faintly at her. “I just took a glance at their mine report. The annual yield is roughly between 3.8 and 4.5 tons. Based on the weapons and machinery support they require… you’d be getting around 18–38% of the shares. If you accept these, can you calculate how much gold you could get each year?”
Following his words, Si Qiu’s breathing grew unintentionally heavy. What… what should she do? She felt almost unable to refuse! This was far too generous.
Her rational mind struggled fiercely against her character setting, but Pei Jingzhou merely cast a casual glance at the stack of documents. “It seems these things don’t catch Qiuqiu’s eye. Then forget it. Thank you, Boss Guo, for your detailed explanation today.”
At this, sweat broke out on Guo Quanfu’s face. He wiped it off with a handkerchief and hurriedly forced a smile to ease the tension.
“Miss Si… Si Qiu, you see, we are sincerely trying to make this deal happen. If you have any opinions about the share allocation, we can discuss them in detail later. Please give us a chance.”
He was also quite bold. In recent years, he had earned a lot from buying and selling, but because this mine was genuinely superior, his initial investment had been huge.
He and his two older brothers had essentially invested everything they had, and the two brothers were still circulating funds through buying and selling!
Having just heard Pei Jingzhou and Assistant Song’s analysis, he realized that starting a mine wasn’t something money alone could achieve.
But now that things had come this far, he could only grit his teeth and continue. If the Pei family didn’t step in, he and his two brothers would have to start over from scratch.
If this gold mine could be transferred, that would be fine; if not, they’d be stuck with it. Whether it could even operate in 8 or 10 years was uncertain.
Thinking this, he suddenly spotted Qiao Yalan and quickly gestured to her with his eyes. But seeing her sitting there, head lowered and unmoving, made him even more anxious.
He knew this woman was with him for money. Similarly, he was with her for her looks and charm. So he usually spent generously, but the family’s assets were meant for his two sons—this woman could not hope to touch any of it.
Because of this, the woman wouldn’t worry too much about the wealth he’d acquired. He clenched his teeth, forced a smile, and said, “Seeing Miss Si get along so well with my Yalan, and how President Pei dotes on her, makes me feel ashamed.”
As he spoke, he wiped his sweat, using all the rhetorical flourishes he had prepared for this scene.
“Yalan has also endured hardships following me all these years. So, I’ll give 2% of the mining shares as her future security. After all, I’m quite a few years older than him. If some accident happens to me in the future, this can ensure she lives her later years worry-free.”
Qiao Yalan suddenly raised her head, giving Guo Quanfu and his two sons a sharp look. Guo Quanfu smiled at her and gave an approving nod. His two sons, though their expressions were sour, also nodded in agreement.
Yet Qiao Yalan still clenched her teeth firmly, even glancing at Si Qiu before quietly lowering her head again. Meanwhile, Pei Jingzhou lifted his teacup, concealing the faint curve of his mouth.
He was pleased with Guo Quanfu’s tact and was willing to concede slightly in the upcoming negotiations—on the condition that Si Qiu agreed to accept the shares.
“How’s the gold price right now?”
Hearing Pei Jingzhou ask, Assistant Song quickly responded cleverly, calculating the international gold price and roughly how much money the gold mined from this mine could fetch annually.
Si Qiu knew that this person was deliberately trying to tempt her, but what could she do—her character persona couldn’t withstand such a test. “Fine, I agree.”
As soon as the words left her mouth, she wanted to slap herself—but her mouth seemed to have a mind of its own and didn’t obey her.
“All right, Boss Zhou, whenever you have time, gather all the partners together. We need to sign the formal contract.”
“All right, all right,” Guo Quanfu said, finally relaxing his sweat-wiping motions a little.
Si Qiu shot a glance at Pei Jingzhou, whose mouth curled slightly in a smirk, then poured some more tea into his cup from the teapot. Seeing that his cup was full, she remarked, “What’s the matter? This tea not to your liking?”
The tea had been brought out by the Guo family. Perhaps having listened to Qiao Yalan, they had chosen Si Qiu’s favorite—Dongting Biluochun. Its leaves were tight, thin, and curled like a spiral, with dense white hairs and a natural floral-fruity fragrance.
Pei Jingzhou took the teapot from her hand. “It’s just that I’m looking forward to the meal, so I haven’t drunk much.”
“Oh, oh, my fault, my fault. At this point, I should have urged the dishes along.”
Guo Quanfu gave his son a look, and Guo Zhongyi hurried out to speed up the kitchen.
The meal was naturally harmonious and pleasant.
No one drank alcohol, and when leaving, they stood by the car. Watching the two women bid each other farewell, the Guo family politely refrained from approaching.
Once the car was on the road home, Song Xuan started talking about the mine. “Guo Quanfu may seem rough and careless, but he’s actually quite thoughtful. At least his mining paperwork is all in order.”
“All in order?”
Thinking she might not understand the significance, Song Xuan explained in detail: “Things are actually quite chaotic over there right now. Officials are corrupt, the bureaucracy is heavily fragmented. Many officials sell off state-owned assets to stash money before running. With a small bribe, you can buy these assets for extremely cheap, but Guo Quanfu did the proper paperwork for this mine. The price was low, but not absurd.”
“He’s far-sighted,” Si Qiu said casually, prompting Song Xuan and Pei Jingzhou to exchange a glance in the rearview mirror.
Song Xuan smiled and continued, “Exactly. He seized the opportunity in the chaos, but at the same time, it planted some risks for the future. The fact that Guo Quanfu did this shows he has foresight—though his foundation is too weak. With our support, this gold mine will definitely be mined successfully. Si Qiu, you just wait to collect the gold!”
Though she knew Pei Jingzhou’s help wouldn’t come without conditions, hearing Song Xuan say this still made the corners of Si Qiu’s mouth lift slightly.
“When we sign the contract, I must mention Sister Yalan’s 2% share. I glanced at it—her two sons don’t look easy to deal with at all.”
“You seem quite concerned about her,” Pei Jingzhou said.
Si Qiu thought his tone sounded a little sour and glanced at him. “I’m counting on Sister Yalan to help me build my family’s wealth! We’re on the same side, so naturally I need to consider her interests. I believe that one day, if I fall on hard times and want to borrow money, others might avoid me—but only Sister Yalan will help me a bit.”

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