After several hours of travel, they finally arrived in Country A.
However, Song Yi Fan had not expected that one more person would be added to this journey.
As expected, Zhan Mo Han was not at ease with Wei Yu Meng traveling abroad alone with him.
But before coming here, he had already investigated Zhan Mo Han's whereabouts. He had heard that Zhan Mo Han had a major project to undertake at that time.
He hadn't expected that Zhan Mo Han would abandon his big project just to accompany Wei Yu Meng on this trip.
"I had heard before that the climate in Country A is different from our country, but I didn't expect the difference to be so significant."
Wei Yu Meng sighed helplessly. If she had known, she would have worn more layers.
But as soon as she finished speaking, a jacket was placed on her.
Zhan Mo Han looked at Wei Yu Meng with concern in his eyes. "Wear it. When we get to our accommodation, you can add more clothes."
Perhaps it was because the warmth of the jacket came from Zhan Mo Han that Wei Yu Meng felt a sense of warmth.
However, Song Yi Fan could not just stand by and watch them. He went to a nearby store and soon returned, holding a hot drink and running over.
"Here, hold this," Song Yi Fan said with a gentle smile. "In the convenience stores in Country A, they have special drinks to ward off the cold. They say they have a unique recipe and are very effective."
Wei Yu Meng was a little surprised. "Mr. Song, I didn't expect you to know so much about Country A."
Although Song Yi Fan had contacted her for the project collaboration before, as far as Wei Yu Meng knew, Song Yi Fan had never been here before.
Song Yi Fan scratched his head sheepishly. "It's just that since I was coming here with you, I did some preliminary research so that we wouldn't be too unfamiliar with things upon our arrival."
Zhan Mo Han looked at Song Yi Fan, unimpressed.
"Being studious is a good thing, but it's still based on hearsay. I've actually been to Country A many times. You'll be fine following me, Yu Meng."
As Zhan Mo Han spoke, he cast a warning glance at Song Yi Fan.
With Song Yi Fan's enthusiastic attitude, Zhan Mo Han had reason to believe that he had ulterior motives towards Wei Yu Meng.
"What Mr. Zhan says makes sense, but I don't think my preparations are entirely useless. Perhaps they will serve a special purpose."
Song Yi Fan always spoke with a gentle smile, but his tone became sharper, and he looked at Zhan Mo Han fearlessly.
A challenge?
Zhan Mo Han raised an eyebrow. It seemed that this Song Yi Fan was indeed very bold.
Seeing the two of them, Wei Yu Meng quickly tried to mediate.
"Look over there, isn't that the collaborators' car?"
Their gazes were then drawn away.
Indeed, a black car stopped in front of them, and a polite young man stepped out.
"May I ask if you three are Mr. Zhan, Mrs. Zhan, and Mr. Song?"
The person's Mandarin was fluent, which impressed all three of them.
Even Wei Yu Meng and Zhan Mo Han felt that the person resembled Fang Xun somewhat.
"That's right, we are," Wei Yu Meng replied.
"My name is Abbott. I am Mr. Newman's secretary and the person in charge of receiving all of you for this project."
"Hello, Mr. Abbott. Are we meeting Mr. Newman directly next?" Wei Yu Meng inquired.
Actually, she wanted to resolve the issue as soon as possible so they could return home.
After all, staying abroad longer meant more expenses.
"That's right. I'm here to escort all of you directly. According to Mr. Newman's arrangements, I will take the three of you to the head office and then to tour the factory."
"Okay, thank you for your trouble," Wei Yu Meng said gently.
Even after getting into the car, Wei Yu Meng still felt a sense of unease. She felt a dissonance.
Abbott seemed so helpful, which didn't feel like the secretary of a purely profit-driven person.
Or perhaps, was Abbott not as simple as he appeared on the surface?
Wei Yu Meng felt the need to be vigilant. If her judgment was affected by the other party's attitude, it could lead to serious problems.
She took a deep breath, forcing herself to approach the matter rationally.
Just then, a large hand grasped hers.
"Are you nervous?" Zhan Mo Han asked.
Wei Yu Meng shook her head. "Not nervous, but… I just feel something is not quite right."
Song Yi Fan, sitting beside them, explained, "You might find it strange that this Abbott is different from what you expected. He doesn't seem like the person people say he is. This is understandable because he was the secretary to the previous owner. He remained after that gentleman passed away."
Wei Yu Meng had a flash of inspiration. If that was the case, would Abbott know more inside information?
Song Yi Fan immediately understood Wei Yu Meng's intention. He directly asked, "Mr. Abbott, do you have any thoughts on this project? I heard you've been handling this project with the elder Mr. Newman."
Upon hearing this question, Abbott sighed. "I am truly sorry about this. In fact, the elder Mr. Newman always valued this project cooperation, but the younger Mr. Newman does not think so. Compared to this kind of cooperation, he has always wished to create his own brand and sell his own exclusive products.
It is precisely because of this that he did not take Ms. Wei and Mr. Song's project seriously and considered it unimportant, which led to this outcome."
This statement indeed gave Wei Yu Meng some insight. To solve a problem, as long as one understood its root cause, it would not be so difficult to handle.
Since this Mr. Newman's wish was to create exclusive products, this wish was not unachievable.
And if they could secure this project and obtain the domestic agency rights for the product, it would also be a good thing for the Zhan Group.
She subconsciously looked at Zhan Mo Han. Although she had not spoken her thoughts, Zhan Mo Han's gaze had already affirmed her ideas.
Wei Yu Meng then breathed a sigh of relief. Since Zhan Mo Han thought it was okay, she could use this matter as a breakthrough.
With this in mind, Wei Yu Meng began to draft her plan. She hoped to secure the previous project and then proceed with new cooperation.
And this opportunity might be a rare one, as coming here was not easy.
Song Yi Fan also looked at Wei Yu Meng. "Yu Meng, don't worry. I believe your ability is sufficient to secure this project. I believe in you."
"Thank you." Hearing this, Wei Yu Meng did feel more confident.
However, Zhan Mo Han said coldly, "Instead of such useless thanks, it would be better to do something actually helpful."
"Of course. I have already made ample preparations for this matter."
"Oh? I don't think it's enough," Zhan Mo Han snorted coldly.
Wei Yu Meng was frustrated. Why were these two arguing again? Couldn't they get along peacefully for a while?
She shook her head helplessly, but she couldn't force it. Zhan Mo Han was her husband, and Song Yi Fan was her ex-boyfriend. This journey was destined to be anything but ordinary.