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Han Jun left the hotel with his team and headed to Shengda Literature to continue the negotiations.

He drove himself with his niece Han Mengting in the same car.

The hotel they stayed at wasn't far from Shengda Literature, just about a ten-minute drive.

"Uncle, we can't delay the acquisition of Shengda Literature any longer, to prevent any unforeseen circumstances," Han Mengting said seriously.

"Don't worry, there won't be any unforeseen circumstances. Shengda Literature is already in the bag," Han Jun was very confident.

"One can never predict such uncertainties, I have a bad feeling," Han Mengting commented.

"Is it your 'sixth sense' again?" Han Jun glanced at his niece and couldn't help but laugh.

"Let me tell you, my sixth sense is very accurate. When I was studying in the beautiful country, I was about to take the subway, but I felt danger and didn't get on. Later, there was an accident on that subway, and many people died. If not for my sixth sense, you wouldn't be able to see me now," Han Mengting was somewhat dissatisfied.

"Alright, alright, your sixth sense is very accurate. I only say one thing and you launch into me like a machine gun, not caring whether I can handle it or not," Han Jun quickly surrendered, knowing his niece was getting irritated.

"I don't care if you can handle it or not, who asked you to doubt my sixth sense," Han Mengting retorted.

"Fine, I won't doubt it, you're right, we can't delay things any longer. We've been negotiating for two days, it's about time. Huang Chi just sent me a message saying he's talked to several shareholders, today we're raising our offer to 5.5 billion, we should be able to sign the contract," Han Jun said.

"That's good then," Han Mengting nodded.

"Alright, the acquisition is basically settled, let's talk about you," Han Jun said.

"Me? What about me?" Han Mengting asked, puzzled.

"What else could it be, of course, it's about your romantic life," Han Jun said.

"What's wrong with my love life?" Han Mengting asked again.

"What do you mean 'what's wrong'? Look at you, in your thirties and still without a boyfriend, your parents' advice means nothing to you."

"They've nagged me many times, told me to urge you to find a boyfriend as soon as possible, better yet get married."

"I think our Penguin's Fang Yan is quite good. He likes you and is pursuing you, why won't you accept him!"

The Fang Yan Han Jun referred to was the vice president of a division in their group, around the same age as Han Mengting, in his early thirties, similarly a highly educated talent who had studied abroad in the beautiful country.

Moreover, his family background was good, on par with the Han family, a perfect match in terms of social status.

Honestly, Han Jun was very pleased with Fang Yan.

He had even tried to set them up, arranging a date for the two.

But Han Mengting just wasn't interested in Fang Yan, which left him quite helpless.

"I don't deny his excellence, but he just doesn't give me that heart-fluttering feeling," Han Mengting pursed her lips.

"Heart-fluttering?" Han Jun was somewhat speechless, "Mengting, you're not a young girl anymore, in your thirties and still talking about heart-fluttering feelings. If there's someone who likes you and comes from a good family, and is a decent person, you should marry him. Besides, once you get together, you might start feeling the excitement."

"How can that be alright? How can we be together if there's no excitement?" Han Mengting's attitude towards romance was still very youthful; she was looking for someone who could make her heart flutter.

"If that's your standard for choosing a partner, then there's a high chance you'll never meet your other half in this lifetime," Han Jun said helplessly.

"Who says so?" Han Mengting thought of someone and a smile curved on her lips.

"Hm? From the sound of it, have you met someone who makes your heart flutter?" Han Jun asked.

"Not exactly met," Han Mengting said.

"What do you mean? You've either met or you haven't, what's this 'not exactly met'?" Han Jun was confused.

"It means I know of him, but he doesn't know me; I've never seen him in real life," Han Mengting said.

"You're not talking about some male celebrity, are you?" Han Jun asked.

"How could that be possible? How could I possibly fall for a male celebrity? Stop guessing wildly," Han Mengting said.

"Good, if you had fallen for some male celebrity, I fear I would have to break up a pair of lovebirds," Han Jun said.

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But to someone like Han Jun, that wasn't the case.

He certainly didn't want his niece to be involved with any male celebrities.

"Uncle, you're being too overbearing. If I were to fancy a male celebrity, he would definitely be outstanding and completely different from other male celebrities. You shouldn't doubt my taste," Yang Xin said.

Han Mengting knew that her uncle had a rather unfriendly attitude towards the entertainment industry.

In fact, her own attitude towards the entertainment industry wasn't very friendly either.

None of the male celebrities in the entertainment circle caught her eye.

"Fine, as long as he's not a male celebrity, just tell me who it is. How come you know him, but he doesn't know you?" Han Jun asked.

"Uncle, you mustn't get angry if I tell you," Han Mengting decided to give her uncle a heads-up.

"You think I'll get angry?" Han Jun furrowed his brows.

"Possibly," Han Mengting replied.

"Go ahead, I won't get angry," Han Jun said.

Whether or not to get angry would depend on who it was; he had to draw it out of her first.

"His name is Xu Yang," Han Mengting said.

"Xu Yang?" Han Jun frowned again, feeling the name sounded familiar. He quickly remembered, "You're not talking about Xu Yang from Yang Xin Investments, are you?"

In his memory, that was the only Xu Yang he knew of.

Last time during the financing of Hui'an Pharmaceuticals, Xu Yang had taken control of the investment quota distribution. He had even called Xu Yang.

He had wanted an eight percent shareholding, but Xu Yang had not given him any face and had flatly refused him. Later, Xu Yang hadn't allocated him any share at all.

This matter had put him in a very awkward position, and he even got scolded by President Ma for missing out on the investment opportunity in Hui'an Pharmaceuticals, which affected the group's layout in the pharmaceutical and even in the health industry.

Now he was still trying to remedy the situation by scouting for investable pharmaceutical enterprises.

"That's right, it's Xu Yang from Yang Xin Investments," Han Mengting said with a smile and nod.

After Xu Yang's acquisition of Fengkai Mining and his remarkable debut, she began to pay attention to Xu Yang.

Subsequently, Xu Yang's moves amazed everyone.

The booming success of Jiangdi Fishing stunned all onlookers.

His investment in the film "War Leopard" revealed his foresight.

Even more, he positioned himself in the copyright market early on and made a fortune, becoming a billionaire many times over.

Such a person fascinated her.

Although she hadn't met Xu Yang in real life, she had already been deeply attracted to him.

Moreover, Xu Yang's appearance from his photos was exactly her type.

"But I heard that Xu Yang is already married," Han Jun said with a frown.

If Xu Yang weren't married, there would be no issue with Han Mengting liking Xu Yang.

In fact, he would wholeheartedly approve and would do everything possible to bring them together.

After all, such a young man had already become a billionaire.

He had started from scratch, achieving this in less than a year.

Such a business prodigy was truly rare, with limitless potential for the future.

But Xu Yang was married.

He truly didn't understand what his niece was thinking, fancying a married man.

"So what if he's married? Can't I be moved just because he's married? Besides, the divorce rate is so high nowadays. Getting married so early, he might have done it impulsively. Who knows, he might get divorced someday," Han Mengting said with a pout, seemingly unconcerned.