Chapter 127: The Truth about Cooperation

Yuncheng, New International Trade Tower.

This modern skyscraper, finished less than two years ago, had become one of the city’s landmarks in the Provincial Capital’s CBD core area due to its height of over two hundred meters and unique shape.

Sitting in the office on the 68th floor, looking down through the wide floor-to-ceiling window at the busy city view below, Gao Jing suddenly felt like the whole world was under his feet.

Gao Jing took a deep breath.

He turned his chair around to face Ji Yu, who was sorting documents, and opened his arms. “Come here, let your big brother give you a hug.”

Ji Yu wore a Chanel suit that day—stylish yet sharp—showing she was an ambitious career woman through and through.

Combined with her figure and looks, this made her uniquely charming.

It made him feel quite eager.

Senior Ji gave him an annoyed look. “I’m your sister!”

Gao Jing chuckled. “I’m your boss now. Disobey the boss, and you’ll get a spanking.”

A blush spread across Senior Ji’s face.

She obediently walked over, sat in Gao Jing’s lap, and said softly, “Don’t spank me, okay? I really hate pain.”

As she spoke, she wiggled her waist.

Passion flared in Gao Jing instantly. He wanted to have some office fun with his senior right away.

Ding ling ling!

Just as he was about to make his move, the office phone suddenly rang.

The display showed an internal call.

Ji Yu giggled lightly and gracefully stood up, freeing herself from Gao Jing’s hold.

Darn it!

Gratefully, Gao Jing picked up the phone. “Hmm?”

The front desk girl’s sweet voice came through the receiver—”President Gao, President Chen from Brightglow Biotechnology is here.”

“Okay,” Gao Jing replied. “Take him to the meeting room. I’ll head over right away.”

“Got it.”

After hanging up, Gao Jing stood and smoothed his clothes. “You get busy. I’m off to meet a guest.”

He had just returned from Great World the day before.

He had barely woken up when he received a call from a man claiming to be Vice President Chen of Jiangnan Minghui Biotechnology Company.

The man said he had a very important project he wanted to work on with Gao Jing.

At first, Gao Jing was completely confused.

He thought Mr. Chen must have called the wrong person.

After quitting his job, he mainly sold wood while buying items like coarse salt and candy.

It had nothing to do with biotechnology.

But hearing more, Gao Jing started to get what this might mean.

After some thought, he agreed to meet with them that day.

Later, Gao Jing searched online and discovered Minghui Biotechnology was actually a public-listed company!

Although Gao Jing had never heard of this company before.

Being listed meant it had strong scale and resources.

Leaving his office, he went to the meeting room.

After returning from Hong Kong Island, Ji Yu had helped Gao Jing register an office in the Provincial Capital for Great World Trading Company.

They rented an office suite in New International Trade Tower.

This suite wasn’t huge, but it was small yet fully equipped—with a front desk, work area, client meeting room, general manager’s office, staff break room, and all essentials.

Since it was pre-furnished, all they needed was office gear and a few hires before opening for business.

Gao Jing officially earned the title “President Gao” now.

But truly, this place was managed by Ji Yu. He himself just acted like a person who didn’t need to get involved.

This was actually his first time coming here!

Although the setup cost plenty of money, Gao Jing saw it as extremely necessary.

From now on, all his large-scale purchases would go through this office.

Then shipments would travel by boat to Hong Kong Island warehouses.

This added two extra steps and raised the cost.

But it saved him huge amounts of time and energy.

Most importantly, it avoided countless troubles!

For trade goods like coarse salt, tobacco leaves, and baijiu, his purchase amounts would only keep increasing.

If he ran door-to-door himself chasing sales, not only would it exhaust him but market supervision issues might pop up too.

He might draw unwanted attention.

In reality, exporting them this way through Hong Kong Island meant safe, steady channels.

Plus, the volume discounts alone covered most of the extra costs!

Besides, woods exchanged from Great World could also go through Hong Kong Island to ship back inland.

Later, he’d just need to fly between the Provincial Capital and Hong Kong Island.

Gao Jing even thought about buying a place there.

He could live there himself during visits, or Senior Ji could stay over. After all, money wasn’t an issue.

Entering the client meeting room, Gao Jing met the Brightglow Biotechnology representatives.

Three people came from Brightglow Biotechnology.

The Vice President Chen, who had contacted him yesterday, was very young.

Around thirty years old, he wore gold-rimmed glasses and seemed cultured and well-spoken.

With him were an assistant and an engineer, Mr. Wang.

The assistant was quite pretty; the engineer was very bald.

They completed the formal meeting introductions before sitting down.

Gao Jing got straight to the point. “President Chen, our time is valuable. Tell me what you want directly. I wasn’t very clear on things from yesterday’s call.”

Vice President Chen seemed surprised by Gao Jing’s bluntness. He coughed and pushed up his glasses.

Giving an awkward yet polite smile.

The discussion between them wrapped up in just over half an hour.

Gao Jing politely escorted the Brightglow Biotechnology group out.

Returning to his office.

“Finished so quickly?”

Organizing the documents, Senior Ji was tidying her bookshelf when she looked up in surprise.

Gao Jing sank back into the leather cushions of his boss chair and lazily said, “Nothing more to discuss.”

Actually, visitors from Brightglow Biotechnology were quite interesting.

They actually wanted to partner with him to develop Hundred-Fruit Wine!

To be precise, Brightglow Biotechnology hoped Gao Jing would provide several bottles for testing, aiming to uncover the secrets behind its refreshing, energy-boosting, and health-enhancing properties.

Simply put—they wanted to reverse-engineer and replicate it!

Of course, it’d be perfect if Gao Jing handed over the brewing recipe directly.

Hearing this, Gao Jing nearly laughed aloud.

Recipe?

Whom should he ask for that?

The monkeys in Great World’s mountains?

Gao Jing guessed that without the unique environment of Ape Cave—even with all ingredients—genuine Mountain Ape Wine couldn’t be brewed!

Brightglow Biotechnology’s idea was utterly unrealistic.

But they clearly thought otherwise.

They hinted at offering Gao Jing substantial shares or Brightglow Biotechnology stocks plus cash.

Undoubtedly, they knew about Gao Jing’s “white glove” identity, making their words both targeted and seductive.

An ordinary person might’ve been swayed.

Sadly, they started off completely mistaken!

No amount of sweet talk would help.

Gao Jing could only insist he lacked such capability, adding that new Hundred-Fruit Wine wouldn’t arrive until early next year.

“If you want it, join the auction.”

Perhaps Gao Jing’s refusal was too blunt—Vice President Chen grew flustered and resentful.

He told Gao Jing Hundred-Fruit Wine would never again sell at absurd prices like ten million per bottle.

At Jiashang’s last autumn auction, bids soared purely because tycoons wanted samples to replicate.

Master Fei—young master Zhou’s godfather—was probably the only one who actually drank his purchase.

Modern technology is incredibly advanced.

Advanced instruments could fully analyze the composition of a single drop of wine.

Brightglow Biotechnology wouldn’t even collaborate with Gao Jing if not to save time.

By next year, everything would change.

Tycoons are shrewd manipulators.

They can inflate prices but also crash them overnight.

How would Gao Jing explain that failure to his shadow investors?

“A wise person chooses wisely!”

For a moment, Gao Jing almost believed him.

He wavered—by just a fraction.

Then politely showed them the door.

No deal today shouldn’t mean burned bridges; hostility benefits no one.

Analyzing later, some points held logic.

Compared to those powerful tycoons, Gao Jing’s influence remained too weak—utterly voiceless.

Yet the current Gao Jing feared no confrontation.

Not even from scheming old foxes.

Pausing thoughtfully, Gao Jing suddenly asked, “Senior Ji, if I asked you to move your residency to Hong Kong Island… would you?”

“Resettle in Hong Kong Island?”

Ji Yu stared blankly. “Why?”

She’d wondered if he’d pull another office flirtation game…

Only for this baffling question.

So strange.

“Never mind,”

Gao Jing smiled lightly. “Just curious.”

Glancing at his watch, he stood. “Time’s up. Let’s go.”

Today held far more important tasks needing completion.