Rebirth: The Ascent of a Socialite-Chapter 553 - 223: Four-Way Relationship (Part 2)

The shimmering words gave Su Ziceng a rough idea of what to expect. She gave a bitter smile, and the conversation suddenly became heavy. Su Ziceng closed her eyes; she didn’t want the pain in her eyes to be detected by others. That’s social etiquette, and for now, she could only rely on herself.

Hang Yishao stood up and walked down the aisle, coming face to face with Pello. He didn’t step aside, and since they were about the same height, neither yielding led to a blockage on the narrow cabin way, which caused complaints from those wanting to use the lavatory behind them.

"Excuse me," Hang Yishao said with displeasure. Only then did Pello step aside slightly to let him pass.

After Hang Yishao left, Pello walked forward, pausing briefly as he passed by Su Ziceng’s seat.

The airplane hit some turbulence and shook a few times. Su Ziceng’s closed eyelids also fluttered momentarily.

Her hair was cut short, no longer the length he was accustomed to, but awkwardly in-between, hanging at an uncomfortable length between her chin and shoulders, much like the situation between him and her now.

Did he still hate her? Pello couldn’t tell if he ever truly hated Su Ziceng. But was it easy for him to love her? What lay between them was over two decades of animosity.

The sorrow in her brows instead gave her a determined look. It was unclear if it was the shorter hair or that touch of determination that made Su Ziceng’s features seem clearer.

She suddenly opened her eyes and upon seeing Pello, she wasn’t startled but turned her face away, just as if she encountered an unfamiliar stranger on the plane, turning her face to the side.

When she turned her head back, that tall figure had already walked away. When Hang Yishao returned, he caught a glimpse of a bright light in Su Ziceng’s eyes. At that moment, a ray of sunshine happened to stream through the airplane window. He didn’t know if it was because of the sunshine or something else.

The plane arrived in Bianjing City, and after two years, Su Ziceng was back in Bianjing City. Only this time, the people by her side and her purpose for being there were different.

Wen Maixue asked after getting off the plane: "You said your grandfather’s grave is here, should we stop by to pay our respects?"

Autumn was approaching, and the maple leaves in Bianjing City were beginning to turn red. The blue sky was dyed with a hint of melancholy gold. Pello shook his head, "Let’s first deal with the ’Golden Coast’ matter."

At the exit, Pello didn’t see Su Ziceng and Hang Yishao, but he knew they were bound to run into each other again sooner or later.

Located in the busiest area of Bianjing City, Jinmao Building receives various guests from all over Z country every day.

The Jinmao Center is fifty-one stories tall, and most guests coming in are either rich or noble. But once inside, especially when taking the elevator to the fifty-first floor, these dignitaries also find themselves obliged to talk in hushed tones.

Occupying the capacious fifty-first floor of the Jinmao Center are just a few offices and multi-functional conference rooms.

Since the late seventies of the last century, when Z country opened up to the outside world, the financial sector, including securities, banks, and insurance, has seen the most vigorous development.

And these office spaces on the fifty-first floor of Jinmao belong to the decision-makers in these areas. With a casual stroke of their signing pen, they can seal a huge sum of money. Of course, they can also with a grand gesture, cut short the livelihood of countless large enterprises.

"These years are not like the previous ones; our authority and money in hand are also dwindling," said three people who had reached the pinnacle of Z country’s financial field as they gathered in the Bank Chairman’s office at nine in the morning.

"Now that we’re practicing a chairman’s responsibility system, we can’t approve and sign documents as casually as before," mentioned the Bank Chairman, responsible for the coordination and operation of hundreds of Commercial Banks domestically.

"What’s troubling you? People begging you for loan approvals could fill Jiefang Square," expressed the envious Securities Chairman in charge of Z country’s stock exchange listings, who had to chase after enterprises and be careful even in his dreams not to leak any inside information, as it could be considered ’insider trading.’

"Not everyone is here to apply for loans. For the unfinished building of the Su Family, both domestic and international parties have shown interest, but there are few who can offer the right price and settle the payment in one go. Furthermore, as partners, the Wen Family enjoys preemptive purchasing rights," lamented the Bank Chairman, stating the Wen Family’s offer was too low at just fifty billion. If the loan could not be recovered, the person who approved it would be held accountable.

"You better think of a way to suppress the issue with the Su Family soon. During the construction of ’Golden Coast,’ they secured a large amount of insurance, and if it can’t be completed on time, it will result in significant losses for the main property insurance companies in the country," pressured the Insurance Chairman.

"That’s nothing. I’m still worrying about this year’s quota for listings," the Securities Chairman massaging his temple. "I’m persuading several top private companies in the country to go public, and among them, I’m most optimistic about the Hang Family Group based in Mo City. Initially, the Hang Family was absolutely against going public. Recently, however, they’ve softened their stance, saying their general manager will visit Bianjing City soon. I’ve arranged to meet him this afternoon."

Unlike most state-owned enterprises eager to list, private enterprises in the developed coastal regions, buoyed by local capital, generally do not consider listing. The Securities Regulatory Commission has been investigating for several years, initially firm on the Su Family and Hang Family; who knew the Su Family would collapse so suddenly.

"Chairman," the secretary knocked and entered, reminding: "Your appointment is here."

A striking man and woman entered, and the other two chairmen exited the office, one after the other. (To be continued. If you like this work, we invite you to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation.)