Leveling Up With My Pet



Liu Yong's astute intuition proved correct; Ding Wen's invitation to a sumptuous dinner held a significance beyond mere hospitality. The zeal with which Ding Wen seized the menu spoke volumes about his intentions; dishes, each more extravagant than the last, were ordered with an unspoken purpose that both intrigued and impressed. The platters that materialized were a testament to his generosity, an elaborate spread dominated by the opulence of raw seafood that turned the table into a feast of epic proportions.

With a good-natured chuckle, Liu Yong remarked, "You're certainly not one to hold back, Ding Wen. But I must ask, how do you plan on tackling this culinary mountain? The three of us alone would be hard-pressed to conquer this feast."

Ding Wen's response was laced with a warm smile, "Brother Yong, I owe you an explanation. It's not just the three of us partaking in this banquet tonight; we're awaiting the company of two additional guests."

Ah, the pieces were falling into place.

The abundance of dishes and the early appearance of fine wine pointed to the imminent arrival of more participants. Liu Yong's mental roster of potential attendees whirred, dismissing each name as quickly as it appeared. Yet, Ding Wen's disclosure had unveiled the mystery – "Beyond us, my father and a few others have just landed in Huahai City. They disembarked from their plane about forty minutes ago."

Ding Wen's father!

None other than Bi Qingyun, the esteemed chairman of Qingyun International. Liu Yong's initial surprise gave way to a sense of satisfaction; Bi Qingyun's timely entrance carried significant weight.

As the construction of Universal Semiconductor Corporation's two major factories approached completion, the upcoming transition to the production phase demanded a substantial influx of orders. This impending need caused a flicker of joy to illuminate Liu Yong's expression – Bi Qingyun's presence was nothing short of providential.

Amidst the cozy ambiance of the private dining room, the atmosphere was awash with ease and warmth. Time flowed on, until a stirring at the entrance signaled the awaited arrival.

Ding Wen was quick to rise, an excited grin stretching across his face. "Dad, you're here sooner than I expected."

Bi Qingyun's smile carried a hint of wry amusement. "You sent me three messages in a row, so can you blame me for hurrying over?"

Ding Wen's boyish grin deepened, his cheeks slightly flushed. "Dad, let me introduce you. This is Liu Yong, from Global Shipping Group, my closest friend."

Already on his feet, Liu Yong extended a welcoming hand. "Uncle, Ding Wen has spoken highly of you. It's truly an honor to meet you."

Bi Qingyun's demeanor exuded approachability, casting aside any airs of formality. A warmth and kindness emanated from him as he spoke, "Mr. Liu, I've come with business in mind. For now, let's use the title 'Chairman Bi' for the sake of decorum."

Handshakes were exchanged, introductions were made. Liu Yong introduced Li Changle, while Bi Qingyun presented the middle-aged man accompanying him – Ren Tao, the vice president of Qingyun International, entrusted with all aspects of chip business. His role encompassed chip design, development, and foundry, rendering him Bi Qingyun's indispensable right-hand.

Seated and at ease, the assembly exuded a sense of camaraderie. Ding Wen took on the role of the consummate host, pouring wine for all present.

Bi Qingyun raised his glass with a hearty proclamation, "Mr. Liu, let's table business for the moment. Tonight, let's revel in conversation and camaraderie. We'll reconvene tomorrow at Universal Building for more substantive discussions."

Liu Yong's response was marked by eager enthusiasm. "Chairman Bi, your visit is more than just a formality. I'm eagerly anticipating the opportunity to delve into talks and collaborations with Qingyun International."

Within the cozy confines of that private dining space, the air was thick with camaraderie and goodwill. However, the evening's purpose was far from superficial; the discussions to follow carried the weight of potential collaborations that could shape destinies and reshape fortunes.

As conversations ebbed and flowed around the table, the evening unfolded in a symphony of ideas, prospects, and possibilities. The passage of time was accompanied by laughter, agreement, and even the occasional light-hearted debate. Under the glow of warm lighting, a bond forged over seafood and wine grew stronger – a testament to the power of shared ambition and mutual respect.

As the clock ticked on, the conclusion of the meal marked the beginning of a new chapter. With sincere smiles and promises of a fruitful tomorrow, the assembly dissolved, each person retracing their steps out of the cozy enclave of the restaurant.

And so, the night whispered tales of anticipation and hope to the bustling city beyond, as the intertwined destinies of industry titans began their dance beneath the stars.

The sun heralded a new dawn, casting its golden light across the city. The promise of the day's events lay ahead, tinged with excitement and potential.

The next morning, Universal Semiconductor Company stood ready, anticipation hanging in the air like a melody yet to be played. At the entrance of Universal Building, Hu Shijun, along with several senior executives of Universal Semiconductor Company, stood poised to greet the visitors.

Before long, a convoy of opulent vehicles rolled up to the entrance, and a group of individuals emerged. Led by Bi Qingyun, they embodied the vanguard of this momentous meeting.

"Distinguished Director Bi, a warm welcome to you. I am Hu Shijun, representing Universal Semiconductor Corporation."

"Mr. Hu, the pleasure is mine."

Warm handshakes set the tone for this auspicious encounter. Guided by Hu Shijun, the assembly made their way into the hallowed halls of Universal Building.

The headquarters of Universal Semiconductor Corporation, perched high above on the 91st floor, bore witness to the forthcoming negotiations. Two elevators carried the gathering to their destined meeting point.

At the entrance of the company's headquarters, Liu Yong and his associates stood ready to extend their greetings.

"Chairman Bi, welcome to our humble abode."

"Mr. Liu, the pleasure is mine."

The air buzzed with anticipation and camaraderie. Bi Qingyun introduced his accompanying entourage to Liu Yong, who in turn introduced his team. It was a convergence of minds, a prelude to what lay ahead.

Following the introductions, Liu Yong ushered everyone into a reception room, where hot tea, steaming coffee, delectable snacks, and an array of fruits awaited.

Amidst this display of hospitality, the central figures – Liu Yong and Bi Qingyun – took their seats, flanked by Hu Shijun and Ren Tao, each a crucial piece in this unfolding chess game.

The room brimmed with lively discussions, laughter punctuating the air as the gathering navigated through pleasantries and eased into more substantive topics.

Bi Qingyun's voice resonated with warmth as he remarked, "I am truly excited by your foray into the realm of semiconductor production. The burden on my shoulders feels a touch lighter knowing this."

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