“Yes, health is the most important thing, everything else is secondary. With the Zhan family’s wealth and thriving lineage, even if my nephew is a bit ordinary, the Zhan family needn’t worry about lacking an heir.”
Of course, privately, Shang Xiaofei hoped the next head of the Zhan family would be her nephew.
The Shang and Zhan families were now relatives, tied by her and Haitong’s cousinly bond.
The next head of the Shang family would likely be her nephew.
If the Zhan family’s heir wasn’t her nephew, would the newly warmed relations between the two families cool again?
After all, it would no longer be a Shang relative leading the Zhan family.
Shang Xiaofei kept these thoughts to herself.
She didn’t want to burden Haitong.
As an aunt, she too believed health trumped everything.
“Xiaofei, you must be busy. Get on with your work, I won’t disturb you. You and Junran have really been working hard lately.”
Shang Xiaofei was swamped, and Junran, feeling for his fiancée, helped wherever he could.
His abilities slightly surpassed hers.
Sometimes, when Shang Xiaofei slacked off, she’d toss her work to Junran to handle.
After being engaged for so long, Junran knew her business inside out, having deliberately studied it to support her whenever needed.
“Tongtong, stop with the formalities. We’re not just cousins, we’re best friends.”
“You and Xiaojun are my closest friends. I don’t have many strengths, but I value relationships deeply.”
Valuing relationships could be both a strength and a flaw.
Sometimes, those who care too much about relationships make mistakes because of it.
Haitong laughed, “Alright, alright, no more formalities. I’m hanging up now.”
She quickly ended the call, not wanting to take up more of her cousin’s work time.
In high spirits, Shang Xiaofei reviewed a contract, confirmed it was correct, and signed it with the partner smoothly.
After signing, she apologised to the partners, “I’d planned to invite you for tea and dinner, but I just got a call from Tongtong. My friend had a baby, and I’d like to visit her at the hospital.”
“I’ll treat you to dinner another day. My secretary will see you out.”
The group smiled, “That’s great news. Go visit your friend, President Shang. We won’t disturb you. When you’re free, we’ll treat you to dinner.”
The company’s three executives were all women.
They rarely hosted business dinners, not because they didn’t want to, but because when they did, their men would drop everything to join.
Their men were all major players in the business world, scions of prominent families.
Dining with them brought immense pressure, making even the finest delicacies tasteless.
Unless they initiated drinking at business events, their partners didn’t dare suggest it, wary of the men behind them.
Joking aside, President Zhan’s icy glare could freeze anyone, and they had no desire to be iced.
President Shang’s fiancé seemed gentle and refined, but he was a smiling tiger.
How could someone handling all of Fengchen Group’s business in Guancheng be a warm guy?
Fifth Young Master Jun was only a warm guy in front of President Shang.
Shang Xiaofei shook hands with each of them, personally escorted them out of her office, and instructed her secretary to see them off.
After the secretary left with the partners, Shang Xiaofei returned to her desk, tidied up, shut down her computer, grabbed her bag, and headed out.
She ran into the returning secretary.
The secretary instinctively asked, “President Shang, where are you off to? The meeting’s about to start.”
“Reschedule the meeting for tomorrow. I’m heading to the hospital now. Your President Shen had a baby, a boy, six pounds three ounces, mother and son are safe.”
The secretary smiled, “I’ll call President Shen to congratulate her.”
