《Maximize Interest, My Money Grows Infinitely》 Chapter 1 - 1 1 The Era of Chen Cheng ?Chapter 1: Chapter 1 The Era of Chen Cheng Chapter 1: Chapter 1 The Era of Chen Cheng Girlfriend¡¯s face, just like this October¡¯s weather, changes in an instant. One second it¡¯s a cloudless clear sky, the next second dark clouds press down on the city, a storm is brewing. ¡°Chen Cheng! Where is your money? Where is it!¡± Chen Cheng looked at Zhang Qianqian¡¯s face, distorted with anger, the familiar her seemed like a stranger now. During this period, he left the house in a suit and leather shoes as usual but didn¡¯t go to the company, instead, he started driving a rideshare. He thought of toughing it out for a while, driving while looking for a new job. But the impact of AI technology on quantitative trading is significant. In terms of trading efficiency, risk control, trading strategies, and labor costs, it made the soon-to-be thirty-year-old¡¯s resumes sink like stones. Moreover, with the creditors from his grandfather¡¯s life continuously approaching him for money, the endless calls and messages every day left him overwhelmed and tired of coping. Until today, when Chen Cheng paid off the last external debt of seven thousand yuan. ¡°I paid off the debts for Grandpa.¡± he said truthfully. ¡°What? You paid off his debts? What were you thinking?! He¡¯s dead now, he didn¡¯t leave you a single penny, why would you pay off his debts!¡± Indeed, not a single penny was left. But Grandpa Zhai Tiansheng left him Wanbao Hall, valued at more than two million yuan. However, the property is now pledged to Zhai Tiansheng¡¯s good friend, Jin Baogen, but still in Chen Cheng¡¯s name. Chen Cheng had always been aware of this, but Zhang Family¡¯s mother and daughter thought that the house had been sold. He said, ¡°Grandpa is gone, but I need to protect his reputation, right? I can¡¯t let people curse him at his grave.¡± ¡°He¡¯s your grandpa, not mine! What does it have to do with me?¡± Zhang Qianqian shouted hysterically. ¡°Are you even speaking like a human? Didn¡¯t he give you a gold necklace when you first met him? Wasn¡¯t he also good to you, giving you red envelopes?¡± Zhang Qianqian raised her neck, ¡°I don¡¯t care! Go get the money back for me now, immediately, at once!¡± Watching her unreasonable behavior, Chen Cheng really doubted whether the caring and gentle Zhang Qianqian he first met had been stolen by someone. ¡°Chen Cheng, if you really gave the money to someone else, I really wouldn¡¯t dare to let Qianqian marry you!¡± The speaker was Zhang Qianqian¡¯s mother¡ªWang Qingxiu. ¡°If you don¡¯t care about my daughter now, how could you value her in the future?¡± she continued to say. ¡°Grandpa repeatedly instructed me before his death that I must pay back whatever I owe others. Although he¡¯s gone now, I must fulfill my filial duty.¡± As soon as Chen Cheng finished speaking, Wang Qingxiu, with her wide-open mouth, made a chilling statement worse than the depths of winter: ¡°Stop giving me these excuses! He¡¯s a dead man, what filial piety can you display? I¡¯m your future mother! Go get the money back now, or call off the marriage!¡± Zhang Qianqian nodded repeatedly, ¡°Right! Take out your phone! Call them one by one, get the money back! Otherwise, we¡¯re not getting married!¡± Chen Cheng looked at the mother and daughter in front of him, feeling increasingly estranged. He even started to doubt whether he had truly understood their nature. He also put a huge question mark on this unregistered marital life. ¡°Then let¡¯s not get married.¡± Chen Cheng finally saw clearly. ¡°Chen Cheng, dare you say that again?¡± Chen Cheng spoke slowly and clearly, ¡°I said, I won¡¯t marry. Did you hear clearly?¡± This was the first time Wang Qingxiu had heard Chen Cheng speak such rebellious words since their acquaintance, and she was infuriated, ¡°Good! You heartless thing! I see you clearly now! You want to deny responsibility?¡± ¡°I¡¯m heartless?¡± Chen Cheng today truly saw the true colors of Zhang family people, he said: ¡°The wedding has to be at International Trade, I booked it. Wedding cars must be eight Audis, with a Rolls-Royce for the lead car, I booked those too.¡± ¡°Now I¡¯m using my own money to uphold Grandpa¡¯s last bit of dignity, without asking you for a penny. The words you say, the things you do, do you think you¡¯re still behaving like humans?¡± ¡°What¡¯s yours and mine? Aren¡¯t we getting married and the money would eventually be shared by us both?¡± Zhang Qianqian argued confidently. ¡°Ah, right!¡± Chen Cheng countered, ¡°Well if you say the money is shared, shouldn¡¯t the debts be shared too? I¡¯ve paid back 320,000 in total, let¡¯s split it in half!¡± Zhang Qianqian stepped back, ¡°Dream on!¡± ¡°Fine, you don¡¯t accept the debt. Now I¡¯m unemployed, shouldn¡¯t you at least provide some financial support?¡± Chen Cheng questioned back. With his words, Zhang family¡¯s mother and daughter instantly became defensive. ¡°Unemployed? You got fired?¡± Wang Qingxiu¡¯s face fell, very concerned about this issue. Chen Cheng asked, ¡°I have been unemployed for over two months, didn¡¯t you notice?¡± ¡°Then I definitely can¡¯t let Qianqian marry you!¡± Wang Qingxiu stood in front of Zhang Qianqian, ¡°You little rascal, keeping such a big thing like unemployment from us, who knows what else you might hide in the future!¡± ¡°So this marriage really isn¡¯t happening!¡± Chen Cheng felt unprecedentedly exhilarated, ¡°I¡¯ll go cancel the hotel and the car fleet right away! Luckily, I haven¡¯t sent out the wedding invitations yet!¡± Zhang Qianqian shouted, ¡°Who wants to marry you right now?! You have no money, no house, no job, do you really think you¡¯re so desirable?!¡± She was already dragging Wang Qingxiu¡¯s arm, walking away, ¡°Chen Cheng! Let me tell you, we¡¯re completely done! Don¡¯t you dare come to beg me!¡± ¡°Think you¡¯re plated with gold? I beg your pardon!¡± Chen Cheng saw the gold necklace on Zhang Qianqian¡¯s hand, yanked it off, held it in his hand, ¡°You two get out of here right now!¡± Watching their retreating figures, Chen Cheng¡¯s raised hand remained aloft for a long time. Sorrow and relief intertwined in his already exhausted heart. In that instant, Chen Cheng understood that the only thing that could enable him to hold his head high again and live the easy, comfortable life he dreamed of was hefty sums of money. The fiery remnants of the sunset cast a golden layer on his lonely body. Chen Cheng lowered his arm, looking at the gold necklace in his hand, he silently thought: ¡°Money, I¡¯ve paid off the debts, it¡¯s time for me to start my new life.¡± The next second, accompanied by the noise around, an exhilarating prompt sounded in his ears. [Congratulations to the player for activating the Money Makes Money, Compound Interest game!] [The game has started] [Appreciation: The funds in all accounts under your name will receive daily interest at a rate of 5%, with settlements and distributions at 24:00 every day] [Interest Increase: For every 1 million yuan spent, the daily interest rate increases by 0.01%, with no cap on accumulations] [Current funds: 3,506] [Current interest rate: 5%] [Expenditure: 0/1,000,000] [Tools: None] Seeing the sudden panel appear in his mind, Chen Cheng knew that his time had truly arrived. Chapter 2 - 2 2 Iron Porcelain Shu Biao ?Chapter 2: Chapter 2 Iron Porcelain Shu Biao Chapter 2: Chapter 2 Iron Porcelain Shu Biao Back in the car, Chen Cheng couldn¡¯t calm down for a long time, even his hand holding the cigarette trembled uncontrollably. He took a deep breath of the cigarette, and as nicotine entered his lungs, causing a short moment of lack of oxygen, he seemed to calm down. The game of money begetting money, compound interest at its core, revolves around money. As long as Chen Cheng had enough funds, the daily interest he could gain was higher. But to achieve a higher interest rate, the more money he had to spend. Only in this way could Chen Cheng¡¯s money grow like a snowball, getting bigger as it rolled. However, the problem lying in front of Chen Cheng now was also money. He roughly calculated, based on his current funds, that the first batch of interest he could receive was only around 150 yuan. ¡°We need to figure out a way to get some money.¡± Borrow? This was the first thing Chen Cheng thought of. But borrowing money in today¡¯s society is very difficult. Whether it¡¯s relatives or friends, merely puckering up the courage for a trust gamble with a very slim success rate is headache-inducing enough. Moreover, a few of Chen Cheng¡¯s close buddies, either they have already stepped into the hall of matrimony, controlled by their wives with the financial power out of their hands. Or their living conditions were similar to his, and borrowing an amount from them that could turn his situation around was nearly impossible. Furthermore, he didn¡¯t want to trouble others. Sell the car? He glanced at the steering wheel in front of him, hesitant. Although the Camry wasn¡¯t a luxury car, it had been with him for four years. Compared to the cold-hearted Zhang Qianqian, this silent old buddy was more like a partner in poverty, accompanying him through many seasons. Chen Cheng took another drag of his cigarette and glanced at the daily interest rate on the panel; a bold idea suddenly flashed in his mind. ¡°Get a mortgage loan?¡± The rate couldn¡¯t outrun the tempting daily interest rate in the game, such a transaction was akin to borrowing a hen to lay eggs. Thinking of this, Chen Cheng decisively took out his mobile phone and dialed his childhood friend Feng Biao¡¯s number. ¡°Biao Zi, where are you? Fancy a couple of drinks?¡± he asked. As soon as Chen Cheng finished speaking, Feng Biao¡¯s hearty laughter came through the phone, ¡°Wow! Has the sun risen from the west today? Did Princess Qian give you a holiday? You can still go out for a drink?¡± ¡°Don¡¯t mention it, I¡¯m feeling a bit down and want to talk to someone,¡± Chen Cheng replied. ¡°I¡¯ve always told you, going for those young wives is unreliable! See, you¡¯re arguing already, aren¡¯t you?¡± Feng Biao took the opportunity to tease a bit, ¡°Let¡¯s meet at the usual place; it¡¯s my treat.¡± Chen Cheng grunted in acknowledgment, ¡°Okay, see you at the usual spot.¡± He hung up, didn¡¯t hesitate at all, and with a firm press on the accelerator, he set off the first meter of his brand-new life. ... Willow Tree Road, Xin Chuanji. When Chen Cheng arrived, Feng Biao had already ordered a few dishes and prepared a bottle of white liquor. Feng Biao was Chen Cheng¡¯s childhood friend, who married their mutual high school classmate Yingzi a few years back. Despite Feng Biao being tall and burly, beneath the surface he was faint-hearted, combined with being a parent in the past few years, so Chen Cheng and the others gave him a nickname¡ªShu Biao. ¡°Yingzi didn¡¯t come?¡± Cheng Cheng approached the table and asked. Feng Biao put down his phone, opened a bottle of Yanling Spring, ¡°Just us guys drinking, why would she come?¡± ¡°Talking tough there!¡± Chen Cheng sat down, ¡°Drinking the clear stuff, huh?¡± ¡°Not really fitting to drink beer in this situation! Come on, let¡¯s have a shot.¡± The two clinked their glasses and took a sip. Feng Biao, holding a peanut, said, ¡°So tell me, what were you and your Princess Qian arguing about today?¡± The bite of the liquor made Chen Cheng take a deep breath as he said, ¡°We broke up.¡± ¡°Broke up?¡± Feng Biao was somewhat surprised, ¡°Really broke up?¡± ¡°Do I look like I¡¯m joking?¡± Chen Cheng took another sip. Feng Biao immediately put down his chopsticks, ¡°What¡¯s going on? We were almost celebrating your wedding, how did it end up in a breakup?¡± Chen Cheng explained his recent situation in great detail to Feng Biao, including the reason for his breakup with Zhang Qianqian. ¡°Damn, this girl, I never saw it coming!¡± Feng Biao was so annoyed that he slapped his thigh, ¡°Our granddad was such a good man! And she dares to talk like that! Next time I see her, I must give her a slap on the face!¡± Chen Cheng sighed, shaking his head helplessly, ¡°Honestly, I never expected she¡¯d be like that. Remember how gentle she was when we first got together? But over these three years, she¡¯s really started crossing the line.¡± Feng Biao moved closer to Chen Cheng and patted his shoulder, ¡°Dude, don¡¯t lose heart. In one¡¯s lifetime, who hasn¡¯t met a few scumbags? After we finish drinking, let¡¯s go get a foot massage! The 688 yuan session with the girls can, at least, give you an hour-long experience of romance. Isn¡¯t that more straightforward than with your Zhang Qianqian?¡± ¡°No washing feet today,¡± Chen Cheng forced a smile. Seeing the miserable look on Chen Cheng¡¯s face, Feng Biao realized something, ¡°Are you still going home today?¡± ¡°Go home? Hell no!¡± Chen Cheng took a swig of his drink, ¡°I¡¯ll just find a place to crash for the night.¡± ¡°Come to my place,¡± Feng Biao offered generously. ¡°Now that you have two people at home, it¡¯s not appropriate for me, a big guy, to stay over. Would Yingzi be okay with it?¡± Feng Biao thumped his chest, ¡°I don¡¯t like hearing you talk like this! The moment I step foot in my house, I am the emperor! Yingzi wouldn¡¯t dare to utter a word of objection?¡± ¡°Yeah right, if you¡¯re the emperor, then surely Yingzi is at least the empress dowager?¡± Chen Cheng, understanding Feng Biao¡¯s kind intentions, said, ¡°I appreciate the thought, but let¡¯s not make it awkward for you two.¡± The two clinked their glasses together and drank up. The sharpness of the baijiu lingered in their throats. Chen Cheng picked up the bottle to pour more for Feng Biao. ¡°Actually, I have another reason for meeting you today.¡± Feng Biao tapped on the table, ¡°What¡¯s up?¡± ¡°Does your car dealership handle pawn loans quickly?¡± Chen Cheng asked. Feng Biao frowned, ¡°Why the sudden need for a pawn loan?¡± ¡°Just a bit short on cash, thought about pawning the car for now.¡± Feng Biao¡¯s expression grew serious, ¡°Pawn loans are something to be cautious about. You haven¡¯t even found a job yet. If something unexpected happens, you could lose the car...¡± Chen Cheng sighed, ¡°I know, but I really need the money right now. I have no other options.¡± Feng Biao fell silent for a while, weighing the pros and cons. ¡°How much do you need?¡± he asked. Chen Cheng calculated the car¡¯s value in his mind, ¡°About eight or nine hundred thousand.¡± ¡°What do you need so much money for?¡± Feng Biao said warily, ¡°Dacheng, we¡¯ve been friends for so many years, we¡¯re like Iron Porcelain! You better not be getting into online gambling!¡± Chen Cheng looked at Feng Biao, eyes filled with gratitude. ¡°Biao Zi, don¡¯t worry, I definitely won¡¯t touch that messy stuff.¡± ¡°Then tell me honestly, what do you need so much money for?¡± Feng Biao asked again. Chapter 3 - 3 3 Willow Tree Fruit ?Chapter 3: Chapter 3 Willow Tree Fruit Chapter 3: Chapter 3 Willow Tree Fruit ¡°Grandpa owed debts before he passed and even selling Wanbao Hall wasn¡¯t enough.¡± Chen Cheng couldn¡¯t mention his scheme of using borrowed resources to produce profits, so he said, ¡°This past year, I¡¯ve almost cleared them all. Just this last bit left, thinking of settling it for good.¡± Feng Biao let out a long sigh, ¡°You¡¯re handling things openly. But it¡¯s tough!¡± ¡°Once it¡¯s tough, it gets sweet,¡± Chen Cheng smiled. ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll ask around at work tomorrow,¡± Feng Biao chose to trust Chen Cheng, ¡°Your days, what a rough patch you¡¯re in!¡± Chen Cheng looked at him gratefully, ¡°Thanks, Biao Zi.¡± ¡°We brothers don¡¯t need to mention it.¡± Feng Biao took out his mobile phone, ¡°Open your payment code.¡± ¡°What¡¯s up?¡± Feng Biao said, ¡°I¡¯ll transfer you three thousand first! Use it for now.¡± ¡°You still have a secret stash?¡± Chen Cheng asked in surprise. ¡°Just got a bonus today!¡± Feng Biao insisted, ¡°I was planning to save it for some good cigarettes, but now it¡¯ll have to wait for your sake!¡± Chen Cheng joked, ¡°Then I¡¯m really tearing you apart ha!¡± ¡°Fuck off, you¡¯re gonna repay it!¡± Chen Cheng laughed and opened his payment code, Feng Biao quickly scanned it and transferred three thousand. The two continued drinking and chatting, talking about work, life, and future plans. They talked until late at night, only leaving the bar in the last moment before closing. ¡°I say, just come sleep at my place!¡± Feng Biao invited again. Chen Cheng waved his hand, ¡°Forget it, Yingzi has already called three times. I don¡¯t want to witness a drama of an emperor kneeling at the keyboard.¡± ¡°Me, Lord Biao, afraid of her? As soon as I step in, even the water I wash my feet with has to be 38.5 degrees!¡± Chen Cheng hailed a cab for him, helped Feng Biao into the back seat, then scanned 50 to the driver, ¡°Driver, please, Zinan Home.¡± ¡°Take it slow! Give me a call when you get there.¡± Chen Cheng closed the car door. ¡°Got it! See you!¡± The taxi took Feng Biao away, and Chen Cheng stood there, exhaling deeply. He looked again at the panel in his mind. [Current Funds: 6,476] [Current Interest Rate: 5%] [Expenses: 50/100,000] Checking the time, it was almost midnight. ¡°Let¡¯s call it a night!¡± he walked towards the parked cars, murmuring, ¡°Where shall I crash tonight?¡± ¡°Xiao Cheng? Is that really you?¡± A sudden voice interrupted Chen Cheng¡¯s thoughts. Turning around, he saw Xiao Meier, a year older than himself, smiling at him. ¡°Sister Meier?¡± ¡°Hahaha! Did you go drinking with Shu Biao again?!¡± Xiao Meier laughed heartily, her laughter as melodious as silver bells. Xiao Meier had just turned thirty. By rights, she should be considered mature, but she appeared in front of him like a juicy watermelon, one bite and a mouthful of sweet juice. However, in stark contrast to her sweet appearance, was the typical fiery and straightforwardness of a Sichuan woman in her bones. ¡°Just had a little.¡± Chen Cheng looked at Xiao Meier, bolstered by alcohol, and joked: ¡°Sister Meier, what are you doing wandering around so late at night? Don¡¯t tell me you were waiting specifically for me to come back?¡± Xiao Meier burst into an even brighter laughter when she heard that. She raised her hand, pretending to hit Chen Cheng, ¡°You kiddo, your mouth is still so relentless. When do I have the spare time to wait for you? I just packed up my stall and was about to head back to the shop when I bumped into you.¡± ¡°Stall?¡± Chen Cheng asked, puzzled. Xiao Meier explained, ¡°Recently, the streets have been promoting the so-called street vendor economy. Since the noodle shop doesn¡¯t do much business at night, I thought I¡¯d sell some braised dishes.¡± She squinted her eyes with a smile, leaned closer to Chen Cheng, and sniffed, ¡°You haven¡¯t had a little drink, have you? Want something to eat to sober up?¡± Chen Cheng nodded promptly, ¡°Sure.¡± ¡°Come on, I¡¯ll make something for you back at my place.¡± Under the streetlight, there were two overlapping shadows. Xiao Meier led the way, pulling a cart with unsold braised dishes and drinks. Chen Cheng silently pushed from behind, now and then glancing at her shapely, twisting rear, reminiscing about the first time he met Sister E. Willow Tree Fruit, aptly named. At seventeen, Chen Cheng witnessed Xiao Meier arriving here alone, taking over a shop, and starting her noodle business. That year, she was just eighteen, bright and smooth, in the prime of her youth. Coupled with her great cooking skills, she quickly became the talk of the entire market. Men from Big Willow Tree, young and old, liked to gather at Xiao Meier¡¯s noodle shop, tasting her hand-made noodles while chatting about everything under the sun, though their eyes would wander, checking if the moon on the fifteenth was as round as it should be. Chen Cheng during his green years, along with his close buddies, were no exception. He still remembered being deeply attracted by Xiao Meier¡¯s beauty and warmth during his first visit to the noodle shop. Now, seeing Xiao Meier again, Chen Cheng felt as if he had returned to his youthful days. ¡°Xiao Cheng, how¡¯s work lately? Busy?¡± Xiao Meier asked. ¡°Got fired.¡± Xiao Meier seemed astonished, recalling that Chen Cheng had a respectable job, dressing in suits and ties, working in high-end office buildings. ¡°Got fired? What happened? Wasn¡¯t your job good?¡± ¡°The company downsized, and I was on the list. Besides, with AI developing so fast, quantitative trading models are also becoming mature...¡± Xiao Meier clearly disapproved of the news, ¡°What¡¯s all this AI and quantitative stuff.¡± The fire inside her surged, and her tight short T-shirt clung even more attractively as her chest heaved, just like the eruption of the Eyjafjalla Volcano, a spectacular sight. ¡°You¡¯ve been working there for four or five years, right? A senior employee! Those foreigners didn¡¯t even consider your contributions, didn¡¯t they have any human feelings?¡± Chen Cheng felt somewhat bitter, ¡°Human feelings aren¡¯t valued in foreign companies.¡± ¡°Such a good employee like you, and they didn¡¯t want you; that¡¯s just unreasonable!¡± Chen Cheng was amused by Sister E¡¯s candidness, ¡°If only you were my boss.¡± ¡°My noodle shop couldn¡¯t afford a talent like you!¡± Xiao Meier suddenly thought, ¡°Are you drinking so much today because of this?¡± Chen Cheng shook his head, ¡°No.¡± Chen Cheng shared the reasons with Xiao Meier. Upon hearing it, Xiao Meier exclaimed, ¡°They are so shameless! How could they talk about your grandpa like that! It¡¯s good you broke up before the wedding! Just find someone else! They really are blind!¡± ¡°I don¡¯t want to look anymore; I have no money and no energy now, I don¡¯t want to be a burden to someone else.¡± Xiao Meier said with a laugh, her tone full of pride and approval for Chen Cheng, ¡°You were the best student at Denghua Middle School!¡± ¡°That¡¯s all in the past.¡± Xiao Meier didn¡¯t see it that way, her eyes determinedly fixed on Chen Cheng, she said slowly and emphatically, ¡°The past still counts! You¡¯ve always been my pride!¡± Chapter 4 - 4 4 How Can I Sleep Like This ?Chapter 4: Chapter 4 How Can I Sleep Like This Chapter 4: Chapter 4 How Can I Sleep Like This As the two chatted and laughed, they had arrived in front of the noodle shop. The storefront still maintained its appearance from over a decade ago, clean and tidy. If there was a single change, it would be the prices on the white wall¡¯s menu. ¡°You take a seat first, I¡¯ll cook you a ¡®Family Bliss¡¯ bowl,¡± Xiao Meier efficiently parked her cart and turned to enter the back kitchen. ¡°E¡¯er jie, you¡¯ve been managing the shop by yourself all these years, it must have been tough, right?¡± Chen Cheng said earnestly. Xiao Meier waved her hand, ¡°Where is it tough for me. I only have this one skill, and as long as I can earn a bit of money, I¡¯m satisfied.¡± ¡°I see Li Dinger, Shu Biao, and Xia Bao, those three, still frequently visit your shop.¡± ¡°Yeah, more often than you. Basically, three to five times a week. But in the blink of an eye, you four brothers have all grown up!¡± Xiao Meier skillfully started a fire to boil water, tossing a handful of noodles into the pot. ¡°When I first met you guys, you were all still greenhorn lads!¡± Chen Cheng took out a cigarette, ¡°But our eternal E¡¯er jie is still as beautiful!¡± ¡°Cut it out,¡± Xiao Meier playfully pointed, her delicate orchid finger hitting Chen Cheng right between the eyebrows. Soon, a bowl of steaming noodles, with more meat than noodles, was served in front of Chen Cheng. ¡°Have a taste! Beef, pork intestines, plus a mixed sauce fried egg, the ¡®Family Bliss¡¯ bowl!¡± Xiao Meier untied her apron, looking at him expectantly. Chen Cheng took a sniff, ¡°It smells amazing!¡± ¡°You just have a sweet mouth!¡± Chen Cheng picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. The noodles were al dente, the broth was rich, and together with Xiao Meier¡¯s special chili and seasonings, it was truly a heavenly flavor. He gave a thumbs-up, ¡°This is top-notch.¡± ¡°Hahaha...¡± Xiao Meier handed him a bottle of Arctic Ocean and asked, ¡°Where are you staying tonight?¡± ¡°Shu Biao told me to go to his place, I¡¯m worried I¡¯d cause him trouble.¡± Chen Cheng spoke while eating, ¡°Otherwise, I might just sleep in the car for a night, or just find some random hotel to get by with, since the city¡¯s so big...¡± Before he could finish, Xiao Meier said, ¡°Eat up and just stay here.¡± ¡°Ah? Stay here at your place?¡± ¡°Yeah, it¡¯s late at night, and you¡¯ve drunk so much, it¡¯s dangerous to go out! You can sleep upstairs, I just changed the pillowcase yesterday, it¡¯s clean.¡± Chen Cheng swallowed, ¡°Then where will you sleep?¡± ¡°Of course, I¡¯ll sleep downstairs, on a cool mat.¡± Xiao Meier pointed to a bamboo mat standing to the side, ¡°Just lay this out, and prop it up with some chairs underneath.¡± ¡°E¡¯er jie, you really don¡¯t need to go through this trouble, I...¡± Chen Cheng stood at the foot of the stairs, ¡°Moreover, how can I sleep like that?¡± ¡°Why can¡¯t you sleep? Sometimes when I don¡¯t want to turn on the air conditioning, I sleep just like this.¡± Xiao Meier turned and glared at him, ¡°Oh, stop fussing, there¡¯s no need for politeness with your sister.¡± Chen Cheng could only smile and nod, ¡°Okay, then, how about I sleep downstairs?¡± ¡°It¡¯s dark and cramped down there, what if you need to get up in the night and bump into something? Stop talking and just come up!¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s home in Beijing was a small loft space set up using the height of the noodle shop, only seven or eight square meters. Though it wasn¡¯t large, she kept it meticulously organized. A single bed, a small wardrobe about chest-high, and beneath the window, a small square table with several pots of succulents on it. The floral curtains fluttered gently with the night breeze, bringing in a hint of coolness. Walking on the wooden floor laid upon steel frames, each step would make a light creaking sound. Xiao Meier went to the wardrobe, took out a nightgown and a pillow, ¡°You go to sleep first, don¡¯t think too much. I¡¯ll go down and clean up.¡± ¡°Thanks, E¡¯er jie.¡± Xiao Meier placed her hands on her hips, making her slender waist even more enchanting, ¡°If you say ¡®thank you¡¯ again, I¡¯ll get mad!¡± She feigned anger and then headed downstairs, not forgetting to add, ¡°The air conditioner remote is on the nightstand.¡± Chen Cheng nodded with a smile. ¡°Just settle in comfortably, and let me know if you need anything.¡± ¡°Okay.¡± Whir whir whir! Half an hour later, there suddenly came the sound of the rolling door closing downstairs. ¡°Xiao Cheng, I¡¯m going to rest now!¡± In a daze, Chen Cheng walked to the stairwell, ¡°Okay, Sister Er.¡± Yet his gaze involuntarily lingered downstairs. Moonlight slanted in through the diamond-shaped holes above the rolling door, casting its light on Xiao Meier and outlining her delicate figure. Her long eyelashes cast faint shadows on her cheeks, her waist slender, her upper body narrow. Her black nightgown was slightly lifted at the side of her legs, revealing a section of plump, comely legs, crossed tightly together, with skin so smooth that not even pores could be seen. Chen Cheng stood at the stairwell and was momentarily captivated by the sight. He had never seen Xiao Meier so tranquil and tender, as if she were a completely different person from the candid and straightforward woman she usually was. ¡°Xiao Cheng...¡± Xiao Meier murmured, and Chen Cheng¡¯s heart leaped! But half a second later, he realized she hadn¡¯t awoken, merely mumbling, ¡°There¡¯s still beef in the pot, eat more...¡± Chen Cheng tiptoed back to bed, but tossed and turned restlessly. The pillow still held a faint scent of Xiao Meier¡¯s body, which kept bringing to his mind the image of her sleeping downstairs. ¡°How can I possibly fall asleep like this!¡± However, the next second, something happened that made it even harder for him to sleep. [Interest Settled for Today] [You have received 323.8 yuan] [Current Fund: 6,799.8 yuan] [Current Interest Rate: 5%] Chen Cheng jolted up from the bed, staring at the prompt in his mind, almost not believing his own eyes. ¡°This... it¡¯s here already?¡± Chen Cheng murmured to himself. He hurriedly opened the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China¡¯s APP, eyes glued to the numbers on the screen, repeatedly confirming them. Only after seeing ¡°Transferred from another bank¡± and the foundation that made the payment, did Chen Cheng finally believe that his life was about to undergo a dramatic change. ¡°Money really makes money, interest upon interest!¡± Chen Cheng was excited, his eyes shining with exhilaration. This timely income not only alleviated his current predicament but also gave him hope for a change in destiny. ¡°Just as soon as the loan comes through, this money...¡± Chen Cheng couldn¡¯t even imagine what the next reward would be. He took several deep breaths and lay back down. ¡°No, I need to take care of my health now, can¡¯t smoke anymore, no more staying up late! Sleep early and wake early! Only with good health can I enjoy spending this money!¡± ¡°Right, sleep now!¡± With that thought, Chen Cheng forced himself to close his eyes, trying not to think about those exciting matters. But the unfamiliar bed, the impending rich life, or the unforgettable figure of the woman downstairs, Chen Cheng wasn¡¯t sure which was keeping him awake, tossing and turning, sleepless all night. He suddenly sat up again, looking out at the bright moonlight, and muttered to himself, ¡°I really can¡¯t sleep!¡± Chapter 5 - 5 5 Listen to Sisters Advice ?Chapter 5: Chapter 5 Listen to Sister¡¯s Advice Chapter 5: Chapter 5 Listen to Sister¡¯s Advice The first glimmer of dawn was just appearing on the horizon as Chen Cheng groggily opened his eyes. He stared at the unfamiliar ceiling above, then sat up to take in the somewhat familiar surroundings. ¡°This is... Meier¡¯s house!¡± A throbbing post-drink headache came from the back of his head, prompting him to rub it and try to sober up a bit. Good news, his shoes were clean; Bad news, his clothes were still on. He tried to remember what had happened the night before, feeling like it was all just a dream. Yet the items around him and the very real money that had appeared in his account told Chen Cheng that it was all true. There was already the sound of boisterous bragging coming from downstairs; Chen Cheng knew that Xiao Meier¡¯s noodle shop had already started its morning business. He put on his shoes and floated down the stairs. ¡°Up and about? I thought you¡¯d sleep in a bit longer.¡± Busy tending the noodles, Xiao Meier glanced at Chen Cheng standing at the top of the stairs, ¡°Go wash your face, I¡¯ll make you a couple of poached eggs.¡± And with Chen Cheng¡¯s appearance, all the regulars at the shop were green with envy. After all these years, Chen Cheng was the first man to come down from that attic. ¡°Are they a thing now?¡± ¡°That can¡¯t be right! Meier never mentioned having a man!¡± ¡°I¡¯m so pissed...¡± The chatter filled the air, all of it reaching Xiao Meier¡¯s ears. Not one to tolerate nonsense, she brandished her long chopsticks like a sword and declared loudly: ¡°If I have the guts to keep him over, I¡¯m not afraid of your gossip!¡± Chen Cheng casually said, ¡°I¡¯ve made the bed.¡± And with those words, the shop erupted in chaos. ¡°Damn, the best-looking boss lady under the Big Willow Tree has been snagged by this kid!¡± ¡°I can¡¯t even finish my noodles!¡± ¡°In what way am I worse than him?!¡± ¡°Ain¡¯t that the truth? Man, comparison really is the thief of joy!¡± Amidst envious gazes, Chen Cheng went to the tap, haphazardly splashed his face, and felt significantly more awake. Xiao Meier cracked two eggs into the slightly boiling water; she turned to look at Chen Cheng¡¯s bloodshot eyes and asked with concern, ¡°Didn¡¯t sleep well?¡± ¡°Must be the alcohol still wearing off.¡± ¡°Have something sweet, it helps with the hangover.¡± Xiao Meier added two spoonfuls of sugar to the bowl, ¡°There¡¯s a cup of coffee in the freezer, instant 3-in-1; don¡¯t scorn it.¡± ¡°Meier, stop it with that!¡± Chen Cheng chuckled, ¡°But coffee with sweet poached eggs, I¡¯ve grown up and this is the first time I¡¯m unlocking this secret breakfast option.¡± Hearing this, Xiao Meier couldn¡¯t help but laugh, ¡°You clown, always joking around. The coffee is to wake you up; the poached eggs are the breakfast.¡± She pointed towards a table by the door, ¡°Sit there, I¡¯ll bring it over to you in a bit.¡± Chen Cheng took a seat, and just as his bottom touched the chair, Feng Biao arrived. Looking every bit as hungover, he ordered, ¡°Meier, one bowl of noodles. Extra toppings.¡± After speaking, Feng Biao noticed Chen Cheng, who had arrived earlier. ¡°Man, you¡¯re fast!¡± Feng Biao pulled out a cigarette pack and offered one to Chen Cheng, ¡°What time did you get here?¡± ¡°You could smell the food and had to come too, right?¡± Chen Cheng, recalling the events of last night, waved his hand, ¡°I¡¯ll pass.¡± ¡°Quitting?¡± ¡°I quit.¡± Feng Biao lit a cigarette, ¡°Where did you crash last night?¡± He glanced at Chen Cheng and heard the chattering in the store, he couldn¡¯t help swearing, ¡°Damn, did you really sleep with her?¡± ¡°I did.¡± Chen Cheng nodded. Feng Biao was so frustrated that the cigarette he had just lit was nearly crushed. ¡°I said, why didn¡¯t you crash at my place! So you went to Sister Meier¡¯s instead!¡± Chen Cheng replied, ¡°Can you stop thinking about those nasty things all day? I slept upstairs, Sister Meier slept downstairs.¡± Feng Biao finally breathed a sigh of relief, his smile returning, ¡°That¡¯s more like it! Sister Meier, she¡¯s the goddess of my entire youth! If you, little punk, ruined her, I¡¯d grind down my molars!¡± ¡°You¡¯re married, what¡¯s there to grind? Aren¡¯t you afraid Yingzi will find out?!¡± Chen Cheng leaned in and asked in a low voice, ¡°Have you got the car thing sorted out?¡± Feng Biao stopped joking, ¡°I checked, your car can get a loan of 110,000. I got the interest rate down to 3.5 percent, and you don¡¯t even need to pledge the car, am I a good friend or what?¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s eyes lit up, considering that the usual interest rate at Feng Biao¡¯s dealership was around 1 percent, equivalent to an annual rate of 12%. This 3.5 percent interest rate translated to barely 4.2 percent annually, almost matching bank loan rates. Compared to Chen Cheng¡¯s current daily interest rate of 5 percent, this was nothing. ¡°How soon before I get the funds?¡± Chen Cheng asked further. ¡°It¡¯s usually within two working days.¡± Feng Biao said, ¡°But, considering our relationship, shouldn¡¯t I expedite it for you? Don¡¯t worry, sign the contract later and the money will be in your account this afternoon!¡± At this moment, Xiao Meier came over with poached eggs and noodles, just in time to overhear their conversation. She looked at Chen Cheng with a worried expression, ¡°A loan? Xiao Cheng, what do you need a loan for?¡± Chen Cheng smiled to reassure her, ¡°Sister Meier, don¡¯t worry, I just need some capital to keep things flowing.¡± However, Xiao Meier was not reassured. She frowned and pressed, ¡°Xiao Cheng, what exactly is troubling you? Why do you need so much money?¡± Chen Cheng knew he couldn¡¯t deceive her, so he repeated the same excuse he had given to Feng Biao yesterday. ¡°Come with me.¡± After listening, Xiao Meier¡¯s worry deepened, she turned around and said to Feng Biao, ¡°Shu Biao, keep an eye on things here.¡± Feng Biao nodded in agreement, but as he watched the two heading upstairs, he couldn¡¯t help but murmur to himself, ¡°Why are they being so noticeable early in the morning? Did they really sleep separately?¡± The two went up to the attic again. Just as Chen Cheng was about to explain, Xiao Meier opened the wardrobe and took out a biscuit tin. She walked up to Chen Cheng, opened the tin, and took out a bank card, ¡°Xiao Cheng, it¡¯s been twelve years since I came to Big Willow Tree, and I¡¯ve saved just this hundred thousand.¡± ¡°You¡¯re in a pickle now, take it and use it first.¡± She spoke sincerely, ¡°Don¡¯t go for any loan against collateral, paying that unnecessary interest, it¡¯s just not worth it.¡± This slim card embodied countless early mornings and late nights of Xiao Meier¡¯s life, and even more so, her deep affection for Chen Cheng. ¡°Sister Meier, I can¡¯t accept this money.¡± Chen Cheng hurriedly gestured no. ¡°Xiao Cheng, just take your sister¡¯s advice,¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s tone had a touch of insistence, ¡°Let¡¯s get through this difficulty first. It¡¯s not like I¡¯m giving you the money for nothing, you can pay me back when you¡¯re a bit more stable.¡± Chen Cheng, looking into Xiao Meier¡¯s resolved eyes, felt an even stronger warmth in his heart. He knew very well that Xiao Meier genuinely wanted to help him, and her friendship was worth more than money. Chen Cheng took a deep breath and said seriously to Xiao Meier, ¡°Sister Meier, I appreciate your kindness. But I really can¡¯t take this money.¡± Xiao Meier frowned slightly, not understanding, ¡°Why? Tell me, are you worried you can¡¯t pay it back? Don¡¯t worry, sister won¡¯t press you, just pay back when you can.¡± Chen Cheng shook his head, ¡°Sister Meier, I¡¯m not worried about not being able to return it.¡± ¡°Then why won¡¯t you take it?¡± Chen Cheng looked into her tender eyes, ¡°Sister Meier, this money, you scraped it together bowl by bowl. It wouldn¡¯t feel right in my heart.¡± Hearing this, Xiao Meier¡¯s gaze gradually softened. She said, ¡°Once I¡¯ve made a decision, nobody can change it. Once the early market is over, we¡¯ll go to the bank to transfer the money.¡± Chapter 6 - 6 6 On the Bus ?Chapter 6: Chapter 6 On the Bus Chapter 6: Chapter 6 On the Bus People do not truly share each other¡¯s joys and sorrows. Chen Cheng, waiting outside the bank, watches the bustling crowd, his heart a tumultuous mix of emotions, indescribable as a bottle of assorted flavors overturned. Just yesterday, he had been acutely aware of the coolness of human relations, finding borrowing money as difficult as reaching the heavens. Yet, Xiao Meier¡¯s generous assistance caught him completely off guard¡ª100,000 yuan, easily obtained, without interest, repayment requirements, or even an IOU. Chen Cheng did some rough calculations, according to the rules of making money from money, compounding interest, he would be able to earn an outright profit of 330,000 yuan in just one month after the money hit his account. Translated into an average daily wage, that would be a lofty income of 10,000 yuan per day! Even Chen Cheng himself was shocked by this crude method of calculating compound interest. ¡°Xiao Cheng, the money has been transferred; check later if it has been deposited.¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s voice interrupted his thoughts. She walked out of the bank, a small bag slung over her shoulder, its metallic strap gleaming in the sunlight, standing out against her plain black tee, creating a vivid O/O shape. ¡°You¡¯ve been a great help, Sister Meier,¡± Chen Cheng offered her a bottle of water. Xiao Meier took the water, ¡°You¡¯re too polite. Your grandpa was so good to me, it¡¯s only right for me to look after you on his behalf. He used his connections to help me get my license. When troublemakers came calling, he¡¯d quell them with just a glance.¡± She paused, then added, ¡°So you see, you don¡¯t need to thank me.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll repay you as soon as I can,¡± Chen Cheng said again. ¡°No hurry, take your time earning the money.¡± Chen Cheng asked jokingly, ¡°What if I can¡¯t pay it back?¡± ¡°That would mean you¡¯ve really hit a rough patch,¡± Xiao Meier leaned forward, resting her hand on his shoulder, ¡°If you truly can¡¯t repay it, then come to me; I¡¯ll take care of you for life.¡± Chen Cheng laughed heartily, ¡°Sister Meier, I¡¯ll remember what you said. But what if I become rich? Then I can¡¯t come anymore?¡± ¡°If you become rich, I¡¯d be thrilled for you!¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s eyes crinkled with her smile, shaking like the boughs of a blossoming tree. A deep sense of gratitude surged in Chen Cheng¡¯s heart. Xiao Meier¡¯s kindness to him went beyond what kinship offered; perhaps even relatives might find it difficult to match her generosity. ¡°However, you must remember one thing,¡± Xiao Meier suddenly said seriously. Chen Cheng replied earnestly, ¡°I will always remember your kindness.¡± Xiao Meier shook her head with a smile, ¡°Once you repay the money, make sure to get the IOU back. Settle your debts and then live a steady life; that¡¯s better than anything else!¡± ¡°Alright. I¡¯ve got it.¡± ¡°Are you going there right after this?¡± Xiao Meier asked, sipping her water. Chen Cheng pondered for a moment, ¡°I should first go to my rental place and move my stuff out.¡± ¡°You¡¯re letting her and her daughter have the apartment?¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s eyebrows lifted, ¡°The lease expires tomorrow. Now that we¡¯ve broken up, I see no point in renewing it.¡± Xiao Meier gave a thumbs up, ¡°Well done! I always knew you were clever since you were little, Xiao Cheng; you certainly won¡¯t let yourself be taken advantage of!¡± Turning her head, she wondered, ¡°What about the security deposit?¡± ¡°After I collect my things, I¡¯ll message the landlord to inspect the apartment, then get my deposit back.¡± A cunning glint flashed in Chen Cheng¡¯s eyes, ¡°This advantage, definitely cannot let Zhang Qianqian take the slightest bit more!¡± Hearing this, Xiao Meier¡¯s laughter grew even brighter, ¡°And here I thought you were always Mr. Nice Guy!¡± ¡°Hey, it¡¯s not bad to be a rascal once in a while, right?¡± ¡°That¡¯s hardly rascally behavior,¡± Xiao Meier gave Chen Cheng a playful glare. ¡°Then what am I?¡± Xiao Meier took two steps back, looked Zhang Qianqian up and down, and teased, ¡°Dressed so prim and proper, speaking so elegantly. I bet you¡¯re nothing but a beast in sheep¡¯s clothing!¡± ¡°Hahaha, what if I turn into a beastman when I see the moonlight, then what?¡± Xiao Meier made a scissor gesture with her hand, ¡°Snip snip!¡± Chen Cheng feigned shock, ¡°Isn¡¯t that a bit too harsh?¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s eyes sparkled, casting a gentle water-like tenderness around Chen Cheng, ¡°Just kidding, how could I bear to?¡± She checked the time, ¡°Enough teasing, let¡¯s go, I¡¯ll help you move.¡± ¡°Ah? Meier-jie, how could I impose on you like this?¡± ¡°What¡¯s there to impose? You¡¯re a guy, probably not great at packing, right? What if you forget something? Wouldn¡¯t you have to go back again?¡± Xiao Meier urged, ¡°Come on, I¡¯m here today to help you.¡± Chen Cheng took out his phone, ¡°It¡¯s restricted driving day today, let¡¯s take a cab over.¡± ¡°Why take a cab? It¡¯s just a few stops away. You¡¯re in debt now, you need to save where you can.¡± Xiao Meier thought for Chen Cheng, ¡°We¡¯re empty-handed on the way there, but we can take a cab on the way back.¡± ¡°But we can¡¯t just leg it, right?¡± Chen Cheng asked with a smile. Xiao Meier pointed to the number 30 bus that had just arrived at the station, ¡°See, there it is!¡± After saying that, she twisted the cap on tightly and jogged towards the platform, ¡°Hurry up, or we¡¯ll have to wait another 7 minutes for the next one!¡± Chen Cheng couldn¡¯t refute and ran after her with a smile. The bus was quite crowded, with Chen Cheng and Xiao Meier moving one in front of the other through the aisle. Finally finding a spot to stand near the back door, the sudden start of the bus caused everyone to lurch backward instinctively. Xiao Meier, with her petite frame and only 163 cm in height, found it somewhat difficult to reach the handrail. With this jolt, she almost lost her balance. Chen Cheng, quick as a flash, grabbed her arm and pulled gently, and in an instant, she was standing stably against him. He could clearly feel the softness against his chest, as well as the faint breaths. Looking down, Xiao Meier¡¯s fair swan neck was already flushed with red. Chen Cheng let go, patting his solid biceps, ¡°Meier-jie, hold on here, it¡¯s steady.¡± ¡°Mhm.¡± Xiao Meier softly responded, but before she could hold onto him, another series of sudden decelerations came. She swayed once again. Chen Cheng didn¡¯t hesitate to wrap his arm around her slender waist. Her curvy figure, accentuated by the tight jeans, pressed firmly against Chen Cheng. In the gap between her slightly rolled-up T-shirt and the edge of her jeans, a swath of snow-white soft skin was exposed. Chen Cheng¡¯s thumb inadvertently slid over it, causing Xiao Meier¡¯s cheeks to turn as red as ripe apples, too embarrassed to even lift her gaze. In this confined space, the atmosphere became decidedly ambiguous and awkward. She tried to remain composed, but her body¡¯s reactions betrayed her. Chen Cheng¡¯s heartbeat sped up involuntarily, feeling Xiao Meier trembling slightly against him. ¡°Does the driver have a cramp in his leg today? Why are the brakes so jerky?¡± Chen Cheng tried to keep his voice light, without letting go. ¡°I think so too, it¡¯s usually not like this...¡± Xiao Meier dared not breathe heavily, keeping her abdomen tight, completely lacking her usual carefree demeanor from the shop. Feeling the heat from the hand on her back, she suddenly looked up at Chen Cheng, eyes flickering with complex emotions. ¡°What¡¯s wrong, Meier-jie?¡± Chen Cheng looked down at her. Xiao Meier¡¯s brows furrowed, ¡°Xiao Cheng, are you transforming?¡± Chapter 7 - 7 7 He Is My Man ?Chapter 7: Chapter 7: He Is My Man Chapter 7: Chapter 7: He Is My Man After the train arrived at the station, Chen Cheng and Xiao Meier got off together. Xiao Meier hurried on, Chen Cheng quickly caught up, explaining, ¡°Sister Meier, about that...¡± ¡°Hey! How should I even start to explain this!¡± He hastily pulled out his car keys from his pocket, ¡°It was all a misunderstanding caused by this darn thing!!¡± A faint blush still lingered on Xiao Meier¡¯s face, seeing Chen Cheng so determined to clarify made her already flushed cheeks turn even redder. Her plump legs seemed even more unwilling to stop, moving steadily forward. ¡°Sister Meier!¡± Chen Cheng stood still, calling out loudly. Xiao Meier abruptly turned back, her chest rising and falling rapidly, ¡°What now?!¡± ¡°This way...¡± Chen Cheng pointed in a direction. ¡°Ah.¡± Xiao Meier murmured softly. The two headed towards Chen Cheng¡¯s rental apartment, the atmosphere still tension-filled as they entered the elevator. Chen Cheng stole a glance at Xiao Meier, ¡°Sister Meier, back on the train...¡± Xiao Meier shot Chen Cheng a sharp glance, but her eyes were like peach blossoms, showing no sign of anger. ¡°Beep¡ª¡± Chen Cheng voluntarily shut his mouth. Ding. The elevator doors opened, and Chen Cheng led Xiao Meier forward, ¡°Here we are.¡± However, standing in front of the familiar door, the scene before him made him freeze. His belongings had already been thrown out of the room, clothes, books, and miscellaneous items scattered all over the floor, as if they had been through a catastrophe. And he knew that these items had not yet been cleared away by the property management since yesterday, it was intentionally left by Zhang Qianqian for him to see. Xiao Meier was also taken aback by the situation in front of her. But she quickly calmed down, squatted without saying a word, and started picking things up for him. At that moment, sarcastic voices of Wang Qingxiu and her daughter echoed from inside the door. Zhang Qianqian sneered mockingly, ¡°Mom, look how clean our home is now after we tidied up!¡± Chen Cheng did not respond, knowing that the mother-daughter duo was watching him through the peephole. ¡°Exactly! I was wondering why the house felt so cramped! Turns out it was because there was an extra person!¡± Wang Qingxiu sneered sarcastically. A surge of anger rose from the bottom of Chen Cheng¡¯s heart, and he said to the closed door: ¡°Zhang Qianqian, you¡¯ve slept with me for three years, this last day¡¯s rent can be considered your trouble fee.¡± Bang! The door opened just as Chen Cheng finished speaking. Zhang Qianqian took notice of Xiao Meier still gathering things, her gaze then fell on Chen Cheng, ¡°The last day? What do you mean? Didn¡¯t you pay a year¡¯s rent?¡± Chen Cheng sneered, ¡°Correct, I paid for a year, but that was last year¡¯s business.¡± ¡°This year I¡¯ve been busy paying off my grandfather¡¯s debts, do you think I have the money to pay year after year?¡± he continued. ¡°You...!¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s gaze had never been so resolute, ¡°I¡¯ve decided not to live here anymore, would I still pay the rent? Consider this last day as your breakup fee, after all, these years, you haven¡¯t been calling my name for nothing.¡± Upon hearing this, Zhang Qianqian was instantly furious. She thought she could use this opportunity to humiliate Chen Cheng, but instead, he turned the tables on her. ¡°Chen Cheng, you¡¯re nothing but a complete thug!¡± Zhang Qianqian¡¯s angry cursing echoed in the corridor, her makeup distorting slightly from rage. However, Chen Cheng remained undeterred. ¡°After nearly thirty years of playing Mr. Nice Guy, I¡¯ve just learned that being a scoundrel is damn satisfying!¡± ¡°Oh right, almost forgot to tell you.¡± Chen Cheng continued coldly: ¡°This apartment costs 4,500 a month, you better start making money quick, otherwise you and your mom will end up sleeping in a bridge hole!¡± Xiao Meier, holding her neatly arranged belongings, said to Chen Cheng: ¡°Xiao Cheng, all packed up.¡± ¡°Okay, Sister Meier.¡± Zhang Qianqian pointed at them and said: ¡°Oh, look at you two! We just broke up yesterday and you¡¯re already getting cozy with someone else, huh?¡± Chen Cheng, without any hesitation, put his arm around Xiao Meier¡¯s shoulder, ¡°Zhang Qianqian, let me tell you, this isn¡¯t called getting cozy! It¡¯s all above board!¡± Xiao Meier, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up, her voice gentle but carrying an undeniable firmness: ¡°Three years ago, right when you and Xiao Cheng got together, I saw all those little tricks of yours. But Xiao Cheng was happy, so I didn¡¯t say much.¡± ¡°Over the years, you took care of him, accompanied him as he grew, taught him responsibility, made him mature, turned him into someone who can take care of others, who has compassion. I thank you for that.¡± ¡°Now, this last month¡¯s rent can be considered your severance pay, I guess that¡¯s fine, right?¡± Zhang Qianqian¡¯s face turned from green to white with rage because of Xiao Meier¡¯s words. She thought she could use this opportunity to humiliate Chen Cheng and Xiao Meier, but instead, she ended up being outwitted. ¡°You... you two!¡± Zhang Qianqian, pointing at them, was too angry to speak. Wang Qingxiu saw her daughter getting snubbed, but even more crucial was the rent. But with just one look from Xiao Meier, she backed down immediately. She knew that this seemingly gentle woman was not someone to be trifled with. To single-handedly start a business in the chaotic Willow Tree Market and keep it stable for twelve years, one definitely needed some skills. ¡°Aiya, Xiao Cheng, we¡¯re still family, can¡¯t we talk this out nicely?¡± Wang Qingxiu said with a smile, ¡°Qianqian is the flesh off my bones, I know her temperament. Please, for the sake of your auntie, don¡¯t stoop to her level.¡± She then turned towards Xiao Meier, ¡°Xiao Er, I also understand your relationship with Xiao Cheng, good siblings, right! A sister standing up for her brother, it¡¯s only right.¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s expression remained calm, with the gentlest voice, but her words were resolute: ¡°He¡¯s my man!¡± Chen Cheng felt a jolt in his heart. Having said that, Xiao Meier turned around, took Chen Cheng¡¯s hand, and prepared to leave. Seeing this, Zhang Qianqian quickly moved to block them, ¡°You can¡¯t leave! We haven¡¯t settled the matter with the apartment yet!¡± ¡°Don¡¯t you get the situation? The lease expires tomorrow, the landlord will come to take over the apartment, and the deposit will be returned to Xiao Cheng,¡± Xiao Meier responded. ¡°No... that can¡¯t be!¡± Zhang Qianqian obviously wasn¡¯t ready to accept this reality, ¡°Chen Cheng, you still love me, right? We still had feelings before, didn¡¯t we? I¡¯ll forget about the TV, can¡¯t we start over?¡± Xiao Meier stopped in her tracks. Chen Cheng turned around coldly, ¡°The year Wu Xu is long gone, what are you still hollering about?¡± ¡°What... what do you mean?¡± Zhang Qianqian was puzzled. Chen Cheng took a deep breath, ¡°I love selling your mom¡¯s twisted dough!¡± The clumsy attempt at Sichuan dialect made Xiao Meier burst out laughing. Those footsteps, once halted, began to move again. ¡°Xiao Cheng, it¡¯s time to go,¡± she reminded him. The two of them walked into the elevator, and as the doors closed, Wang Qingxiu genuinely panicked. ¡°Daughter, can you see if you can borrow some money from your girlfriends? Or quickly find a job?¡± Zhang Qianqian was even more frantic, ¡°Mom, all these years I¡¯ve been supported by Chen Cheng, which company would want me! And those girlfriends... I just can¡¯t lower my pride to ask them!¡± The mother and daughter fell into silence, the atmosphere growing somewhat solemn. Once downstairs, Chen Cheng let out a long sigh, feeling as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and his whole body felt light. ¡°Lend a hand, will you?¡± Xiao Meier was holding a big pile of clothes, ¡°You have just been praised for your attentiveness, and now you¡¯ve forgotten as soon as we step out the door?¡± Only then did Chen Cheng snap back to reality. He took the clothes and smiled, asking: ¡°Sister Meier, was everything you said earlier true?¡± Hearing this, Xiao Meier made a scissor hand gesture, playful yet annoyed. Seeing this, Chen Cheng mocked, ¡°Beep¡ª!¡± Chapter 8 - 8 8 The Kung Fu of One-Finger Zen ?Chapter 8: Chapter 8 The Kung Fu of One-Finger Zen Chapter 8: Chapter 8 The Kung Fu of One-Finger Zen Willow Tree Road, Fennel Noodle House. After returning, Chen Cheng sat at the small desk by the attic window, pulling out a notebook, fingers flying swiftly across the keyboard. And Xiao Meier sat by the bed, silently folding the clothes they brought back. She would occasionally lift her head and glance at Chen Cheng¡¯s focused silhouette, a tender warmth in her eyes. Chen Cheng was very clear at this moment; only with money could he lead the life he desired. But he understood even more that in this life, one cannot earn money beyond one¡¯s understanding. So, he resumed his old line of work, lines of code appearing on the screen. ... Strategy mindset: Stock selection: Financial indicators-based stock picking Timing: RSRS timing Position holding: Hold 10 stocks when there are opening signals; stay in cash when not satisfied ... #initialize function, setting up benchmarks, etc. def initialize(context): # Turn on dynamic rights adjustment mode (real price) set_option(¡®use_real_price¡¯, True) ... But as lines of code appeared one by one, Chen Cheng realized a problem. Back in his institutional days, in terms of information access on this level, of course, the current software and hardware base could not compare with the past. More importantly, even if he was extremely lucky, and the program he wrote along with the devised strategies were flawless, and plus, if the market trend continued to rise, it would still not outperform the daily interest rate in this game. This was like being given a gold mine, where mechanical and large-scale mining was a clear option, yet one insisted on seeking a distant solution by employing the most primitive and clumsy manual excavation. Therefore, Chen Cheng understood that to truly master this game, one still needed a large initial infusion of capital. The tapping sounds of the keyboard gradually came to a stop, and Chen Cheng¡¯s gaze shifted to the window. The light filtering through the leaves seemed to narrate his confusion. ¡°Eh, what are these English words, commas, and brackets for?¡± Seeing Chen Cheng stop, Xiao Meier tiptoed over to him, leaning over and curiously looking at the dry text on the screen. Chen Cheng turned his head, his gaze unintentionally falling on the snowy white skin of Xiao Meier¡¯s chest. He quickly averted his eyes, explaining patiently, ¡°These are programming syntax and symbols, used to control the behavior and logic of the program.¡± Xiao Meier immediately praised him, ¡°Such complicated stuff, and you¡¯ve written so much in a short while. If it were me, even if I typed it all out, with my slow typing skills, I wouldn¡¯t finish until nightfall, right?¡± ¡°Don¡¯t flatter me, Sister Meier.¡± ¡°I¡¯m telling the truth!¡± Xiao Meier said seriously, pointing at the code on the screen, ¡°All these letters and symbols look like a mess to me, but you can turn them into something that makes money, isn¡¯t that amazing?¡± Leaning back in his chair, Chen Cheng curiously asked as he looked at the stars filling his vision, ¡°Can I ask you a question?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t understand any of this,¡± laughed Xiao Meier. Chen Cheng shook his head, ¡°Sister Meier, if you had a lot of money, what would you do?¡± Xiao Meier leaned on the table, her beautiful legs naturally crossed, her left hand supporting her chin, and said, ¡°I¡¯d open a place even better than Xin Chuanji under the Big Willow Tree!¡± Chen Cheng thought she would talk about enjoying life or buying something she¡¯d never been willing to purchase, but this simple yet grand aspiration was Xiao Meier¡¯s most sincere thought. ¡°Is it that simple?¡± he asked. ¡°Simple? I don¡¯t think it¡¯s simple?¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s gaze drifted off into the distance as she spoke slowly: ¡°When I was eighteen, I carried the 2000 yuan given to me by my family, and after sitting on the K590 train for a day and a night, I finally arrived here.¡± ¡°I was thinking at the time, once I make money, I want to open a restaurant just like Xin Chuanji.¡± Xiao Meier laughed bitterly and helplessly, ¡°But look. It¡¯s been over ten years, and I still haven¡¯t achieved this dream.¡± Chen Cheng listened quietly, feeling the persistence in Xiao Meier¡¯s heart. ¡°Elder Sister Meier, don¡¯t worry. With me here, your dream will soon come true,¡± Chen Cheng said. A light glimmered in Xiao Meier¡¯s eyes as she smiled faintly: ¡°There you go boasting again, kiddo!¡± ¡°I¡¯m not bragging!¡± ¡°All right, all right, take a break. If you¡¯re tired from writing, move your neck around and look into the distance,¡± Xiao Meier straightened up, ¡°I¡¯m going to make dinner, I¡¯ll call you when it¡¯s ready.¡± Chen Cheng watched Xiao Meier descend the stairs, feeling as if the long-lost, homey scent had finally arrived. And after seeing the stack of neatly folded clothes on the bed, the desire to win inside him grew even stronger. ¡°I must get some money!¡± Although Chen Cheng now had a hundred thousand, the interest generated from this sum was nowhere near enough to quickly realize his dreams. He had to find a way to rapidly accumulate initial capital. Earning money through business had long been written into the Criminal Code, legal and compliant, and that had always been Chen Cheng¡¯s bottom line since starting his career. He turned on his cellphone, as if all the circumstances were guiding him to take out a few loans. The advertisement stating ¡°18% annual interest rate, borrowing 1,000 yuan for just 1 day costs only 0.5 yuan¡± seemed to have sprouted hundreds of invisible spider silks, incessantly tugging at Chen Cheng¡¯s fingertips. A simple tap on the loan button, and his overnight riches would arrive. ¡°Xiao Cheng! Come down for dinner!¡± The voice from downstairs snapped Chen Cheng out of his thoughts, and he suddenly became alert; he couldn¡¯t bring himself to fund those bloodsucking institutions with his hard-earned interest. ¡°Coming,¡± he called back. Then, Chen Cheng exited the loan application, and as soon as he got up, he noticed that the [Items] section in his panel had changed without him realizing. [Item: Unlock for 3,000 yuan] Chen Cheng thought the sum wasn¡¯t much and, adopting the attitude of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, he unlocked the first item. [Congratulations, you have acquired Zhongguancun Xinda Network Technology Co., Ltd.] [Related documents have been delivered to the wardrobe behind you.] Chen Cheng hurried over, opened the wardrobe door, and indeed found a yellow kraft paper bag inside. He looked inside and not only found business licenses and other documents but also proofs of three years of financial statements; his eyes instantly lit up. A car could secure a loan of a hundred thousand; that was the friendship price from Shu Biao. But a company could borrow much more than just a hundred thousand! The astute Chen Cheng immediately understood where his first large bucket of start-up capital was going to come from. Enterprise loans often come with lower interest rates than personal credit loans or secured loans and allow borrowing of much larger amounts. Moreover, with the central bank recently releasing the news of ¡°250 trillion yuan in loan balances,¡± this was undoubtedly the best signal. ¡°Xiao Cheng, are you ready?¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s voice came from downstairs, her footsteps drawing near. The corners of Chen Cheng¡¯s mouth curled into a smile as he cheerfully replied, ¡°Coming! Coming!¡± His brisk footsteps indicated that he had found the optimal solution. Now, he would go first thing tomorrow morning to the company¡¯s location at the Beijing branch to process the loan. On the dining table, three dishes had already been prepared: shredded pork with garlic sauce, Mapo Tofu, and beef leftovers from today. Xiao Meier brought over the bowls and chopsticks, ¡°Xiao Cheng, I¡¯m going out to set up the stall after I finish eating. Will you be on your own in the store?¡± Chen Cheng sat opposite her, ¡°I¡¯ll go with you to lend a hand.¡± ¡°Is that so?¡± Xiao Meier was surprised and expectant. Chen Cheng picked up his rice bowl, ¡°Didn¡¯t you say I¡¯ve become good at taking care of people? Shouldn¡¯t I show it off a bit?¡± Xiao Meier picked up her chopsticks and lightly tapped the back of Chen Cheng¡¯s hand, chuckling with a scolding tone: ¡°Always the talkative one, you!¡± Chapter 9 - 9 9 This must have E ?Chapter 9: Chapter 9 This must have E Chapter 9: Chapter 9 This must have E Beijing¡¯s night is as pale as Qing Dao¡¯s ice-pure brew. The Willow Tree Road should be quiet in the early morning, but stalls big and small have swarmed together like a hive of bees, popping up as if by magic. On plastic thin films spread on the ground that seem old at first glance, an array of bizarre and quirky items are displayed. There are pagers and cellphones popular in the last century, out-of-place alien ET models, and plenty of antiques and artefacts that look even faker than those at Pan Garden. Chen Cheng and Xiao Meier are also packing up their stall at this time. ¡°The luck¡¯s been pretty good today! Almost sold everything!¡± Xiao Meier counts the payments in her phone while adding the change from her apron¡¯s pocket, her face beaming with satisfaction. ¡°Xiao Cheng! We made just under 300 from the stall today!¡± At the same time, a system prompt sounds in Chen Cheng¡¯s head: [Interest Settled for Today] [You have earned 5,162.25 yuan] [Current funds: 108,407.25 yuan] [Current interest rate: 5%] They say earning money is hard, and at this moment, Chen Cheng feels it profoundly. The 300 yuan Xiao Meier earns from the hard work of running the stall, after deducting costs, labor, and time, the profit might not even be half. Yet he, merely by using the 100,000 yuan she gave him, easily gained over five thousand in profit. Such a huge contrast makes him realize, in an instant, what is effort without reward, and what is gain without toil. ¡°Eh? Why don¡¯t you look happy?¡± Xiao Meier notices Chen Cheng¡¯s unusual expression and thinks he¡¯s brooding over work matters. She puts a hand on Chen Cheng¡¯s shoulder and says encouragingly, ¡°Xiao Cheng, don¡¯t be too anxious. With your intelligence, both life and work are bound to get better!¡± Hearing Xiao Meier¡¯s encouragement and thinking of her kindness towards him, Chen Cheng forms a simple yet profound thought. ¡°Elder Sister Meier, I will definitely open a store even better than Xin Chuanji for you.¡± Upon hearing this from Chen Cheng, Xiao Meier¡¯s face blooms with a radiant smile, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. ¡°Really? Xiao Cheng.¡± Chen Cheng nods with resolve: ¡°I want to help you open a store, and not only that, but I want it to be the best on the entire Willow Tree Road, even in all of Beijing!¡± ¡°You¡¯re just sweet-talking, trying to make your sister happy~¡± Xiao Meier laughs while her eyes start to redden. She quickly turns around and pushes the cart. ¡°Let¡¯s go, time to rest.¡± The two return to the store again. Last night, Xiao Meier slept downstairs, Chen Cheng upstairs. Chen Cheng feels, he already owes so much to Xiao Meier, continuing to sleep like this is no good. ¡°Elder Sister Meier, you sleep upstairs tonight.¡± He locks the cart and enters the store. Xiao Meier, busy cleaning, lifts her head and asks, ¡°What for?¡± ¡°I was just thinking, it¡¯s uncomfortable for you to sleep downstairs, plus it¡¯s not safe,¡± Chen Cheng tidies up the chairs. ¡°Is it safe to sleep upstairs?¡± Xiao Meier asks with a laugh. Chen Cheng is momentarily stunned, then replies, ¡°It¡¯s just that, this place is actually your home...¡± ¡°That¡¯s enough, that¡¯s enough.¡± Xiao Meier insists on giving Chen Cheng the best treatment, ¡°You just sleep upstairs.¡± As she talks, she bends down to wash dishes and utensils again. ¡°Right, take a shower first! You didn¡¯t shower yesterday!¡± Chen Cheng approaches Xiao Meier and suggests, ¡°If you¡¯re worried about me sleeping downstairs, that it¡¯s not convenient. We could both sleep upstairs.¡± There¡¯s a clank, a bowl drops into the sink from her hand. Xiao Meier glares at Chen Cheng, ¡°What are you talking about?¡± Chen Cheng realizes his wording might have been wrong, ¡°I mean, let¡¯s move the bamboo mat upstairs, then you sleep on the bed and I¡¯ll sleep on it.¡± ¡°We can just use a cabinet to separate us,¡± he adds. ¡°That sounds so troublesome~¡± Chen Cheng shakes his head, ¡°It¡¯s no trouble, I¡¯ll do it.¡± With that, he rolls up his sleeves and carries the bamboo mat upstairs. Xiao Meier heard the noise of the cabinet being moved, and she hastened her pace. ¡°This kid...¡± Her mind was awhirl with thoughts. Shortly after, Chen Cheng had rearranged the attic on the second floor. The window side still had the single bed. The only difference was that the wardrobe, which used to be against the wall, was now moved to the center of the attic. And on the other side of the wardrobe was the cooling mat that had been carried up. After tidying up downstairs, Xiao Meier went up. Seeing the already adjusted setting, she said with a smile, ¡°Xiao Cheng, you really didn¡¯t have to go through so much trouble.¡± Shaking his head, Chen Cheng replied, ¡°Sister Meier, you¡¯ve done so much for me, if I still hog your bed, that would really be inconsiderate of me.¡± He pointed at the bed on the inside, ¡°You go take a shower first, then sleep on the inside.¡± Xiao Meier glanced at the cooling mat, ¡°How about I just sleep on this!¡± ¡°No one can change what I¡¯ve decided,¡± Chen Cheng mimicked her tone of voice. Xiao Meier giggled with her hand over her mouth, ¡°You scamp, are you a parrot?¡± ¡°Go on, we¡¯ve both had a long day,¡± Chen Cheng commanded. Xiao Meier opened the wardrobe and took out her underwear and nightgown, ¡°Got it.¡± Fifteen minutes later, the sound of running water could be heard from the bathroom downstairs. Chen Cheng lay on the cooling mat, which was somewhat hard, but he felt particularly reassured. He took out his cellphone and re-read the news article he hadn¡¯t finished earlier. ¡°If only I could borrow a million or so, then I could really lay back and relax!¡± Chen Cheng thought to himself. In a short while, Xiao Meier, who had finished her shower, came upstairs. Her damp hair hung over her shoulders, trailing down her collarbones. The water on her body wasn¡¯t completely dried, shining under the light. ¡°Xiao Cheng, I¡¯m done washing,¡± said Xiao Meier as she dried her hair, ¡°Hurry and shower. I¡¯ve got you a new towel, it¡¯s on the hook behind the door. The grey one.¡± Chen Cheng got up from the cooling mat and walked past her, the faint scent of shower gel wafting into his nose. ¡°Okay,¡± he replied. Xiao Meier smiled sweetly, ¡°The hot water is a bit scalding if turned to the left.¡± Chen Cheng acknowledged with a sound and turned to go downstairs. Arriving at the bathroom, just as he closed the door, he saw something beyond his comprehension pressing down on his new towel. ¡°Is... is this E-cup?¡± Chen Cheng eyed the bra that was almost as large as a serving bowl, swallowing hard. Meier was well-endowed, but Cheng hadn¡¯t expected her to be quite so well-endowed. A surge of inexplicable curiosity led him to extend his hand, just lifting the thin strap from the hook, when there was a knock at the door. ¡°Knock, knock, knock!¡± ¡°Xiao Cheng! You...¡± Upstairs, Xiao Meier also remembered she hadn¡¯t taken her underwear with her, so she quickly dashed downstairs. However, when she saw Chen Cheng¡¯s actions and that familiar silhouette through the frosted glass, her pretty face turned red. ¡°You haven¡¯t showered yet, right?¡± Xiao Meier changed the subject. Chen Cheng shuddered and hurriedly put the item back in place. ¡°No.¡± ¡°Then open the door, I need the hairdryer.¡± Chen Cheng opened the door, squeezing out sideways. Xiao Meier stepped forward, searched the hairdryer-less bathroom for a while, then simply gathered the underwear from behind the door into her hand, concealing it behind her back. ¡°I was mistaken,¡± she said, head lowered as she walked past Chen Cheng, ¡°Go ahead and shower so you can sleep early.¡± ¡°Okay,¡± Chen Cheng verbally agreed, but in his mind, he thought, ¡°A cold shower probably won¡¯t be able to extinguish this fire!¡± Chapter 10 - 10 10 Women at Thirty ?Chapter 10: Chapter 10: Women at Thirty Chapter 10: Chapter 10: Women at Thirty When Chen Cheng finished showering and went upstairs, Xiao Meier was already lying in bed. Hearing the footsteps, she called out from behind the wardrobe without having fallen asleep yet, ¡°Xiao Cheng, are you tired?¡± Chen Cheng looked at a pair of small feet under the moonlight, ¡°No... not tired.¡± ¡°How about we have a drink?¡± Xiao Meier sat up, put on her slippers, ¡°I¡¯ll go downstairs and get a couple of bottles of beer.¡± ¡°No problem.¡± With a faint smile, Xiao Meier asked, ¡°Cold or room temperature?¡± ¡°In this weather, something cold would be refreshing.¡± Before long, each with two bottles of Qing Dao big green bottles in hand, they sat by the small table next to the window, drinking under the moonlight. Chen Cheng tried not to let his gaze wander, but still, it lingered on her inadvertently, because Xiao Meier was dressed too scantily. Under the moonlight, she was wearing only a thin strappy nightgown, revealing large expanses of skin as white as snow, and those faint curves made Chen Cheng¡¯s heart skip a beat. ¡°What¡¯s wrong, Xiao Cheng?¡± Xiao Meier took a light sip, her cheeks tinged with red, adding a bit more charm. Chen Cheng quickly looked away, giving a sheepish smile: ¡°Sister, it looks like there¡¯s a mosquito on your chest.¡± Xiao Meier looked down, ¡°That¡¯s a mole!¡± ¡°Ah? So this is what they call harboring great ambitions!¡± ¡°Slick talker.¡± Xiao Meier chided, but the corner of her mouth revealed a smug smile. ¡°Xiao Cheng, do you know? I¡¯ve always been quite jealous of you,¡± Xiao Meier suddenly said. ¡°Jealous of me? Why?¡± Chen Cheng was puzzled. ¡°Because you¡¯re young, vibrant, and full of endless possibilities. Whereas I... have gotten old,¡± Xiao Meier sighed deeply, her eyes reflecting a hint of loneliness. The two were only a year apart in age, strictly speaking, merely seven or eight months. Chen Cheng replied, ¡°Sister Meier, how can you say you¡¯ve gotten old? You look even younger than me!¡± ¡°You¡¯re just trying to cheer me up,¡± Xiao Meier said with a laugh: ¡°Men at thirty are in their prime, but what about women?¡± ¡°Women at thirty? They¡¯re like perfectly ripe peaches, so sweet they¡¯d melt your heart.¡± Xiao Meier burst out laughing, ¡°With that mouth of yours! No wonder, all those young girls like you!¡± ¡°Sister, stop teasing me.¡± ¡°Alright, alright, I¡¯ll stop teasing you.¡± Xiao Meier put down the beer bottle, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and looked at Chen Cheng, ¡°In fact, I really am jealous of you. Your life is full of possibilities, but my life...¡± she paused, seemingly searching for the right words, ¡°is now fixed.¡± Chen Cheng detected a touch of helplessness and sadness in Xiao Meier¡¯s words, ¡°Sister, everyone¡¯s life has its own pace and trajectory. Your experiences are also your precious assets. And your beauty and charm, those are things that time cannot erase.¡± ¡°You really know how to charm people.¡± Chen Cheng took a sip of the cool beer and then asked, ¡°Sister, can I ask you a question?¡± ¡°Ask away.¡± ¡°Why did you come to Beijing in the first place?¡± Chen Cheng voiced the question that had puzzled him for years. Xiao Meier¡¯s thoughts seemed to drift off, her fingers tracing circles around the rim of the bottle. It took a while before she spoke: ¡°You might not know, but where I come from, the conditions can¡¯t compare to here.¡± Chen Cheng nodded, he continued listening. ¡°I didn¡¯t get into college, missed it by just a few points,¡± Xiao Meier said slowly, ¡°I was faced with only two choices.¡± ¡°One was to move south to work in a factory;¡± ¡°The other was to stay in my hometown, find any job waiting tables and, once I was of age, marry whoever seemed okay.¡± Chen Cheng saw Xiao Meier blinking frequently and knew her situation was challenging. ¡°But I didn¡¯t want that! I didn¡¯t want to leave myself in that small county town.¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s eyes curved, ¡°I just wanted to see what the outside world was like.¡± ¡°So, you came here?¡± Chen Cheng said conversely. Xiao Meier shook her head, ¡°No. Do you think coming to Beijing is as simple as you going out for a stroll?¡± Chen Cheng smiled helplessly, ¡°You¡¯re right.¡± ¡°I told my grandma that I wanted to go out and see the world, and she told me, if you want to venture out there, you¡¯ve got to have a skill.¡± Xiao Meier took a sip of her drink and continued, ¡°So, before I came here, I learned how to cut hair, and also learned a bit of cooking from my grandma.¡± ¡°You know how to cut hair?¡± Chen Cheng was a bit surprised. ¡°A buzz cut, no big deal.¡± Xiao Meier covered her mouth and giggled, ¡°Back home, we call it a ¡®leather-head¡¯.¡± Chen Cheng unconsciously scratched his head and said, ¡°Then I think I¡¯ll keep my hair!¡± ¡°What? Don¡¯t trust my skills?!¡± ¡°No... how could I not trust you?¡± Chen Cheng quickly flashed a smile. Little did he know, Xiao Meier stood up, walked to the wardrobe, and took out a pair of hairdressing scissors and several combs that hadn¡¯t been used in years, ¡°Come on, let me trim it for you!¡± ¡°Do we have to make it such a big deal?¡± ¡°Why not? Your hair is still damp, perfect timing!¡± Chen Cheng gave a sheepish smile. Even though he was reluctant, he sat down obediently. Xiao Meier stood behind Chen Cheng, gently running her fingers through his hair. Chen Cheng felt her fingers gliding over his scalp, the sensation making him somewhat restless. ¡°Snip snip.¡± As she cut, Xiao Meier said, ¡°Afterward, my grandmother gave me some money, and I came here.¡± ¡°And then?¡± ¡°When I first got to Beijing, I didn¡¯t understand anything. I found a hotpot restaurant and settled down there,¡± Xiao Meier continued. Chen Cheng was engrossed in listening; he could imagine her at eighteen, coming to Beijing all alone. ¡°I was too young back then, didn¡¯t know how to weigh things properly, and was a bit clumsy. Then, on payday, I spilled a pot of hotpot oil.¡± ¡°What?!¡± Chen Cheng had never heard these stories. ¡°Don¡¯t move. Or you¡¯ll get an uneven cut!¡± Chen Cheng sat up straight. Xiao Meier reached out her arm from behind, ¡°Look, there¡¯s still a mark here!¡± Chen Cheng looked down and indeed saw a scar from a burn on that white-as-jade arm, though it had faded considerably. ¡°So, you mean you didn¡¯t work there anymore?¡± he asked. Xiao Meier sighed, ¡°The boss said the pot of base I spilled was very expensive, so he fired me. Didn¡¯t even pay me my wages.¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t you go and make a fuss about it?¡± ¡°I was young back then, and all alone. Not knowing anyone here, what could I say?¡± Xiao Meier said irritably. But in the next second, her tone became determined. ¡°However, from that moment on, I knew that self-reliance is most important! I can¡¯t work for others all my life. I have to become a boss to make real money!¡± Chen Cheng understood what was in her heart. And at this moment, Xiao Meier stopped her hands. ¡°There, how does it look?¡± she said, holding a mirror in front of Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng looked at himself in the mirror and was surprised to find that his hair had been trimmed neatly and looked much sharper than before. ¡°Sis, your skills are really great!¡± Chen Cheng sincerely exclaimed. Xiao Meier smiled proudly, ¡°Of course, do you see who I am?¡± Chen Cheng put down the mirror and asked, ¡°So, that¡¯s why you came to Big Willow Tree?¡± Chapter 11 - 11 11 Youre Pretty Strong ?Chapter 11: Chapter 11 You¡¯re Pretty Strong Chapter 11: Chapter 11 You¡¯re Pretty Strong Xiao Meier brushed Chen Cheng¡¯s hair away from his neck, nodding as she did. ¡°It was a lucky coincidence, I guess! I left the hot pot restaurant with nowhere to go, so I got on a bus, thinking that I¡¯d get off wherever it ended up.¡± She settled back into her seat and said, ¡°I still remember when I came to Big Willow Tree that day. It was raining so heavily.¡± Chen Cheng picked up the wine bottle and toasted her. ¡°As soon as I got off the bus, I was soaking wet. The rain on my reddened hands felt like it was burning,¡± Xiao Meier instinctively shielded her burned arm. She spoke softly, ¡°I just ran and ran. Finally, I saw a place with its lights on, and without thinking, I took cover at the entrance.¡± ¡°Let me guess,¡± Chen Cheng responded with effort, ¡°Did you end up at Xin Chuanji?¡± ¡°You¡¯re smart, kid!¡± Xiao Meier replied with a toast of her own, ¡°Back then, it was still called Old Sichuan.¡± Chen Cheng finally understood, ¡°So that¡¯s when the seed of your dream was planted, wasn¡¯t it?¡± Xiao Meier shook her head. ¡°No?¡± Chen Cheng blinked his eyes. ¡°Well, yes,¡± Xiao Meier nodded, ¡°because it was there that I met Mr. Zhai.¡± Chen Cheng was surprised, ¡°My grandpa?¡± ¡°Yes. That day he was drinking at Old Sichuan, and when he walked out, he saw me all forlorn,¡± Xiao Meier said, her eyes reddening immediately, ¡°He asked me which family I belonged to and why I was out alone in such heavy rain.¡± ¡°Then he saw the burn on my arm and asked if I wanted a hot meal.¡± She continued. Chen Cheng had never heard this story from his grandfather Zhai Tiansheng, but knowing his warm-hearted nature, he felt it was entirely possible. ¡°I was so hungry and dizzy at the time that I couldn¡¯t think about anything else, so I just nodded and agreed.¡± Xiao Meier lowered her head and murmured, ¡°Mr. Zhai took me to the back kitchen of Old Sichuan and had a chef, who was about to finish his shift, make me a plate of egg-fried rice and a bowl of Mapo Tofu.¡± She wiped the tears forming at the corners of her eyes, then lifted her chin and gazed at the ceiling, as if unwilling to let her tears fall. ¡°Xiao Cheng, that was the most flavorful meal I¡¯ve ever had in my life.¡± Chen Cheng was deeply moved. The solitary, friendless Xiao Meier he once knew, caught in a pouring rain in a foreign place, experienced such profound feelings. ¡°Later, Mr. Zhai helped me find the place for this shop and dealt with the permits.¡± Xiao Meier looked at Chen Cheng, a fiery glow in her eyes, ¡°So, Xiao Cheng, you don¡¯t need to worry about my kindness to you. It¡¯s what I ought to do.¡± ¡°Sister E¡¯er, I...¡± Xiao Meier smiled, ¡°As long as you live a steady and safe life in the future, I believe Mr. Zhai would be at peace if he were watching over us.¡± Chen Cheng gulped down several mouthfuls of wine. That night, he learned so many things he never knew before. ¡°Sis, I still say what I mean. I will definitely help you fulfill your wish!¡± Chen Cheng said earnestly. Xiao Meier smiled faintly, ¡°I said before, I¡¯m all set. Don¡¯t...¡± Chen Cheng suddenly grabbed her, his breathing turning heavy. At that moment, he was no longer Xiao Cheng in Xiao Meier¡¯s words, but a man saying to her, ¡°A promise made is a promise kept.¡± Xiao Meier was taken aback by his determination. She saw in Chen Cheng¡¯s eyes his commitment to her, an intense desire. She pulled her hand away with effort, ¡°You¡¯re hurting me.¡± Chen Cheng finally realized, ¡°Sorry, Sister E¡¯er.¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s face turned beet red, ¡°I never thought you were this strong.¡± ¡°Haha...¡± Chen Cheng laughed awkwardly and quickly changed the subject, ¡°Have you not gone back since you came here?¡± ¡°I did go back!¡± Xiao Meier said, ¡°I went back during the summer after your freshman year. Grandma passed away.¡± Chen Cheng cleared his throat, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, I didn¡¯t know.¡± ¡°It¡¯s okay, it¡¯s been years.¡± Xiao Meier said calmly, ¡°I was just deciding whether to come back.¡± Chen Cheng pressed on, ¡°What made you decide to return to Big Willow Tree?¡± ¡°It¡¯s simple, after seeing the splendor of the big city, I didn¡¯t want to go back.¡± She paused for a moment, then added, ¡°And besides, there is no one at home anymore.¡± Two people bound by similar fates sat under the same moonlight, at the same small table. Fate, perhaps, is just filled with such drama. ¡°I will take care of you from now on,¡± Chen Cheng said. Xiao Meier was stunned for a moment, but soon her face lit up with a smile. She leaned forward, placed her hand on Chen Cheng¡¯s shoulder, ¡°Little brother, don¡¯t boast too much.¡± ¡°I¡¯m serious.¡± Chen Cheng met her beautiful eyes, ¡°Sister E¡¯er, I¡¯m almost thirty now. I¡¯m not a young naive boy anymore. What I say counts.¡± Xiao Meier felt the vigor in Chen Cheng¡¯s whole being. She gazed at him blankly, unsure whether to be happy or surprised. ¡°Let¡¯s start by setting you up with a restaurant!¡± Chen Cheng calmly stated, ¡°I¡¯ll think of a way tomorrow.¡± ¡°What way could you have?¡± Xiao Meier asked, puzzled. Chen Cheng grinned, ¡°Make money, of course! Buy back Grandpa¡¯s Wanbao Hall and open a fine little restaurant for you.¡± Hearing Chen Cheng say this, Xiao Meier leaned back, ¡°That¡¯s two million! Where are you going to get that kind of money?¡± ¡°Money, well, there¡¯s always a way.¡± Chen Cheng smiled boldly, ¡°For instance, I could revisit my former clients, help them with some investments and such.¡± Xiao Meier blinked, ¡°Just based on the code you wrote this afternoon?¡± ¡°Yeah! I help them make money, they give me a share. With a bit of luck, I think it would work in half a year.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s heart was pounding as he continued, ¡°And if luck¡¯s even better, maybe in a couple of months. Who knows?¡± ¡°Is it legal?¡± Xiao Meier had no experience with quantitative trading and didn¡¯t understand financial matters; those complex codes seemed highly sophisticated to her. However, she was very concerned for Chen Cheng¡¯s safety, ¡°Xiao Cheng, we can¡¯t do anything illegal to make money!¡± Chen Cheng laughed and said, ¡°My dear Sister E¡¯er, don¡¯t worry! Every penny I earn will be clean.¡± He paused and then asked, ¡°Otherwise, wouldn¡¯t I have already gotten in trouble?¡± ¡°Phooey, phooey, phooey!¡± Xiao Meier frowned, ¡°Knock on wood! Why are you talking nonsense all day?¡± Chen Cheng smiled and knocked on the table, ¡°You believe in that stuff?¡± ¡°I¡¯m just worried about you taking the wrong path for money.¡± Xiao Meier said seriously, ¡°Xiao Cheng, you must promise me one thing.¡± ¡°Tell me.¡± ¡°No matter what, you have to be well, you hear?¡± Chen Cheng looked at her sincere face and nodded, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Sister E¡¯er. Our good days are almost here!¡± Xiao Meier bit her lower lip and reminded him again, ¡°You must listen, okay?¡± ¡°Yes, madam!¡± Chen Cheng saluted. ¡°I¡¯m not a cop,¡± Xiao Meier jokingly scolded. ¡°Oh, you understood that?¡± Xiao Meier giggled, ¡°I¡¯ve watched a lot of Hong Kong movies!¡± Chapter 12 - 12 12 The Picky Egret ?Chapter 12: Chapter 12 The Picky Egret Chapter 12: Chapter 12 The Picky Egret Zhongguancun, Jifa Line Business Hall. Chen Cheng got up early but ended up being late for the gathering. Despite the doors having been open for just over ten minutes, the number he obtained from the ticket machine was already lined up as the seventieth-plus. Looking around, the waiting area was bustling with people. Everyone was holding the required documents, anxiously waiting for their opportunity to process a loan. ¡°Please D0001 proceed to window number 3 for service.¡± The mechanical voice calling numbers echoed in his ears. Chen Cheng carefully observed and realized there was only one window handling corporate loans. Even if each customer took an average of ten minutes, it would be 13 hours before his turn. ¡°Without eating or drinking, it still wouldn¡¯t be my turn!¡± Chen Cheng muttered to himself, his gaze weaving through the crowd. Simply waiting wasn¡¯t going to cut it; he needed to find a shortcut. He glanced at the number in his hand again. Switching to another bank would definitely not be as fast in disbursing funds as this one. Because, according to the information bought from the system, all the transactions for this company had been through this bank ¨C they knew it inside out. Chen Cheng then took out his phone, scrolled through his contacts to see if he could find an acquaintance or two to help submit his documents. At that moment, the hall suddenly became noisy. A young girl emerged from the staff entrance and was immediately surrounded by a crowd seeking loans. ¡°Xiao Tong! Xiao Tong! Has the leader looked at my documents?¡± Chen Cheng looked up to see her, just twenty-three or twenty-four years of age. Like a persimmon on a branch in July, pretty yet sour. Her tailored grey suit jacket hugged her slender waist, the third button on her white shirt looked like it was about to pop, and she even managed to make plain-looking trousers look high-waisted. Chen Cheng noticed the name tag on her chest¡ªTong Jialu. ¡°Your documents are already in the approval stage. Once they pass the review, a specialist will call you to come in and sign,¡± Tong Jialu said with an urgent tone, but still patiently. After speaking, she quickly walked out of the hall. Seeing Tong Jialu leave, Chen Cheng took the opportunity to mingle and started chatting with a middle-aged man nearby. ¡°Hey brother, who is that girl?¡± Chen Cheng probed. The man gave Chen Cheng a look, noticing the document bag in his hand, ¡°You¡¯re here to apply for a loan as well, aren¡¯t you?¡± ¡°Exactly! Otherwise, who would want to queue up early in the morning like this!¡± Chen Cheng laughed and asked again, ¡°So, who is she?¡± ¡°She¡¯s the assistant to Director Xia Yubing of the credit department, Tong Jialu.¡± The man explained and sighed, ¡°After we hand over our documents at the counter, she consolidates them and then submits them to Director Xia.¡± Chen Cheng raised his eyebrows, ¡°Yo, she¡¯s got quite a bit of power then!¡± ¡°You can say that again! Or else, why would I, a full-grown man, go begging to this little miss?¡± Chen Cheng glanced down at the man¡¯s sparse Mediterranean hairline, ¡°Thanks, brother.¡± ¡°No worries! We¡¯re all in the same boat!¡± The man rubbed his gleaming forehead. Having learned this critical piece of information, Chen Cheng didn¡¯t hesitate to crumple up his queue ticket and toss it into the trash bin before striding out. Standing at the entrance to Jifa Line, Chen Cheng scanned his surroundings for Tong Jialu. Looking to the left, he saw her tall figure heading towards the back alley of Jifa Line. Chen Cheng felt a twinge of excitement and promptly quickened his pace to catch up. He made his way through the bustling crowd, quietly entering the alley, not wanting to alarm Tong Jialu ahead. Not far in, he heard Tong Jialu¡¯s complaints. ¡°Eat eat eat! I also have to pick out the shells for you! I haven¡¯t even had my own breakfast yet!¡± Chen Cheng lightened his steps, looking towards the voice, only to see Tong Jialu cradling a can of bird food, carefully picking out the empty shells. Her eyebrows were furrowed, clearly somewhat impatient with this task. Chen Cheng finally realized what she was complaining about. Anyone tasked with this early in the morning would be uncomfortable. But Chen Cheng felt secretly fortunate; it seemed that his luck was good and he¡¯d chosen the right moment. ¡°Ahem.¡± He cleared his throat to attract Tong Jialu¡¯s attention. Tong Jialu turned around and saw Chen Cheng standing not far away. With just a glance at what was in his hand, she turned back and said, ¡°Go to the service hall and take a number.¡± Chen Cheng approached with a genuine smile, ¡°I¡¯m not here to apply for a loan.¡± ¡°I¡¯ve heard that line many times. Our bank doesn¡¯t do backdoor deals.¡± Chen Cheng stood next to Tong Jialu, still smiling and looking at her. The corner of Tong Jialu¡¯s eyes caught a glimpse of her polished leather shoes, and she looked up again with a wary expression and asked, ¡°What are you up to?¡± ¡°This isn¡¯t how you do it.¡± Chen Cheng said with a laugh, ¡°You hold this for me, I have a method.¡± As he spoke, he handed the company documents over to Tong Jialu. ¡°What¡¯s your method?¡± They exchanged naturally, and Chen Cheng took the blue and white porcelain bird feeder canister. He glanced at the maker¡¯s mark on the bottom, ¡°Oh, it¡¯s new from Yang Hai!¡± Tong Jialu raised her eyebrows slightly, ¡°You¡¯re quite knowledgeable.¡± ¡°I¡¯ve loved researching this stuff since I was little. That, Manager Tong, please step back.¡± Chen Cheng waved his hand to have her move back, ¡°The dust and husks will fly onto your suit and make a mess.¡± ¡°Be careful! Don¡¯t crack it!¡± ¡°No worries, I¡¯ve got a steady hand.¡± Chen Cheng held the porcelain jar, looked at the various grains inside, shook it, and began to blow across the top. Sure enough, the empty husks left by the birds flew out all at once. ¡°Ah? You can do it like this?!¡± Tong Jialu was as if she¡¯d discovered a new world, incredulously saying, ¡°I¡¯ve always just picked them out by hand.¡± ¡°As a matter of fact, you could also use a finer sieve,¡± said Chen Cheng while still fiddling with the canister. ¡°I didn¡¯t realize you were an expert!¡± ¡°Hey! My grandpa loves keeping birds and always fusses with these things,¡± Chen Cheng explained earnestly, ¡°I¡¯ve been watching him since I was young.¡± What was initially over half a can of husks was reduced to a small fraction after Chen Cheng¡¯s handling. He handed the little canister back, ¡°This canister is somewhat heavy, the porcelain base is fine, and the painting is beautiful; it¡¯s authentic.¡± ¡°Could there be a fake? This is my master¡¯s treasure!¡± Chen Cheng thought of Xia Yubing, and he said with a smile, ¡°So you must be rearing a red-whiskered bulbul?¡± Tong Jialu was even more surprised, ¡°You guessed it without even seeing the bird?¡± ¡°It¡¯s not a guess, it¡¯s from the food.¡± Chen Cheng spilled the contents of the canister into his hand, ¡°Look, broad beans, peas, mung beans, and peanut kernels ¨C these are what red-whiskered bulbuls eat in autumn to fatten up.¡± ¡°The birds have special requirements?¡± Chen Cheng nodded with a smile, ¡°You can also feed them some lard.¡± ¡°They eat oil too?!¡± Tong Jialu had been helping Xia Yubing feed the birds for so long and had never heard of this feeding method. However, the method provided by this stranger seemed factual. ¡°Of course.¡± Chen Cheng put the contents back into the canister and returned it, ¡°Alright, that¡¯s about it.¡± ¡°Thank you...¡± Chen Cheng pointed to the kraft paper bag Tong Jialu was holding, ¡°That¡¯s mine.¡± ¡°Oh!¡± Tong Jialu responded quickly, ¡°Sorry for holding you up.¡± ¡°No problem, your bank just has too many people, and I needed some fresh air. I¡¯m also thinking about trying a different bank,¡± Chen Cheng lied. ¡°You¡¯re not looking for a loan with us anymore?¡± Tong Jialu asked in return. Chapter 13 - 13 13 Pulling Strings ?Chapter 13: Chapter 13 Pulling Strings Chapter 13: Chapter 13 Pulling Strings ¡°Of course, I want to get it done,¡± said Chen Cheng, calm and composed: ¡°My company has been a long-time customer of your bank. Just for that reason, Jingfa Bank is definitely my first choice!¡± His earnestness was written all over his face, as he reiterated: ¡°It¡¯s just that there are too many people. I¡¯ve been here for three days in a row and haven¡¯t managed to get a number at the front.¡± After hearing this, Tong Jialu took the document bag back from Chen Cheng¡¯s hands. Right in front of him, she untied the string seal and pulled out a thick stack of documents. ¡°Your company¡¯s qualifications are quite good, and the cash flow is ample.¡± She flipped through quickly: ¡°What do you need the loan for?¡± Chen Cheng, sensing an opportunity, said, ¡°To expand the business scope! To make money.¡± ¡°How much are you thinking?¡± she asked. Without hesitation, Chen Cheng announced a figure, ¡°Five million.¡± Tong Jialu furrowed her brows slightly; for a small and medium-sized enterprise, this was no small amount. She looked up at Chen Cheng, trying to gauge something from his eyes. Chen Cheng met her gaze squarely, a hint of confidence playing at the corner of his mouth. ¡°Manager Tong, my company¡¯s operations have always been stable, and the cash flow is sufficient to support the loan. I believe that with this capital, our business can certainly reach new heights.¡± ¡°I will present your information to the director. However, the approval process may take some time. Additionally, we need to conduct a more in-depth investigation and assessment of your company,¡± Tong Jialu said. She added, ¡°In the end, we might not be able to give out as much as you¡¯re asking for.¡± Chen Cheng of course knew that a five million loan was an impossible wish for his small company. So, his strategy was to shoot for the moon to give Jingfa Bank room to negotiate down. With a slight smile, he displayed an open-minded attitude. ¡°Manager Tong, I understand. Five million is just an aspirational figure.¡± Chen Cheng continued, ¡°The specific loan amount, of course, will need to be assessed by your bank based on my company¡¯s actual situation and repayment ability. I trust in Jingfa Bank¡¯s professionalism and fairness, and I trust that the bank will provide me with a reasonable loan amount.¡± Hearing Chen Cheng put it that way, Tong Jialu felt that he was not the type who was obsessed with obtaining the maximum loan amount. ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll submit these documents.¡± She packed up the files, ¡°Just make sure to answer your phone, that¡¯s all.¡± ¡°Oh my! Look at this! I really don¡¯t want to trouble you so much!¡± Chen Cheng immediately switched to a more respectful form of address. Tong Jialu remained her usual cool self, ¡°This isn¡¯t nepotism, okay? It¡¯s just that our bank doesn¡¯t want to miss out on quality customers like you.¡± ¡°Understood! Understood!¡± Chen Cheng then spent a little while talking shop with Tong Jialu before leaving the alley. Once back in his car, he adjusted his seat, full of hope and said, ¡°If I can get one million, I¡¯ll be more than satisfied!¡± He glanced at the time; it was just after half-past nine. With time to spare, he thought he¡¯d go to the furniture mall and look for a replacement for that hard-board mattress that was hurting his back. However, just as Chen Cheng started his car, his phone suddenly rang. The caller ID showed it was an unfamiliar number. ¡°Hello?¡± ¡°Mr. Chen! It¡¯s Tong Jialu!¡± The voice on the other end was light and urgent. Chen Cheng had never expected to receive a call from Tong Jialu just five minutes after their parting. ¡°Manager Tong! What¡¯s the matter? Is there a problem with my documents?¡± he asked. ¡°No!¡± The sound of high heels tapping hurriedly on the ground came through the phone again; it sounded as if Tong Jialu was running outside. Chen Cheng was puzzled, ¡°Then what is it?¡± ¡°Do you know where I can buy hongzi?¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s voice was back to normal. Chen Cheng guessed, ¡°Has it escaped?¡± ¡°It¡¯s dead! I just got back to my office, opened the curtains, and saw that bird lying there lifeless!¡± Chen Cheng frowned, ¡°Manager Tong, don¡¯t panic right now! I¡¯ll handle this.¡± ¡°Do you have a solution?¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s voice was trembling. ¡°Yes!¡± Chen Cheng answered firmly, ¡°Let¡¯s add each other on WeChat, and you send me a photo of your red-crested bird.¡± ¡°Alright, alright, alright!¡± Not long after hanging up the phone, as expected, a red dot appeared in Chen Cheng¡¯s WeChat friend request. After acceptance, Tong Jialu sent the photo. ¡°Mr. Chen! Please take a look, it looks like this!¡± Chen Cheng enlarged the picture; the red-crested bird was in good shape, its feathers bright and its body full, clearly well-cared for. ¡°Manager Tong, wait for my news. Very soon!¡± he replied. Tong Jialu: ¡°Alright, alright, alright! Thank you for your trouble!¡± Chen Cheng put down his phone, started his car, and headed straight for Chaoyang Park. ... In Chen Cheng¡¯s memory, his grandfather Zhai Tiansheng often came to this park to meet with Jin Baogen. No matter the weather, Jin Baogen was always steadfast in the pavilion by the lake, lifting cages and arranging birds, or as Uncle Song used to say, ¡°I may be starving, but I cannot let the birds starve.¡± By the time Chen Cheng arrived at Chaoyang Park, the sun was just right, the lake¡¯s surface shimmering, and the early morning exercisers were starting to leave one after another. He followed the small path along the lake, feeling uneasy, after all, he didn¡¯t have Jin Baogen¡¯s contact information and wasn¡¯t sure if he had come. ¡°Take a look, sir, this set of walking sticks I carved has a toad¡¯s mouth and dragon pattern, made of old wild sour jujube wood.¡± Before he got close, Chen Cheng heard a robust voice, and his eyebrows unconsciously lifted. ¡°And look at this red-crested bird perched on my walking stick, it¡¯s genuine Henan merchandise, what a crisp and resonating call it has!¡± Chen Cheng looked towards the voice and saw Jin Baogen in a gray Zhongshan suit, his hair already graying but his spirit still vigorous. He held a marsh tit and above the pavilion¡¯s beam hung four bird cages; he was enjoying a lively chat with several old friends. Chen Cheng quickly stepped forward and tentatively called, ¡°Mr. Jin?¡± Jin Baogen looked at the young man before him with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes, which then turned to surprise. ¡°Hey, isn¡¯t this Mr. Chen?¡± Chen Cheng hurriedly waved his hand, ¡°Mr. Jin, please don¡¯t call me that. If you don¡¯t want to call me by my full name, Chen Cheng, just call me Xiao Cheng.¡± ¡°Addressing someone as ¡®Mr.¡¯ is a Beijing way of speaking, it¡¯s not about seniority, it¡¯s about familiarity.¡± Jin Baogen paused, ¡°Moreover, calling you Mr. Chen, isn¡¯t it a way to remember your family¡¯s old man?¡± After a few pleasantries, the distance between the two men closed instantly. Chen Cheng conceded, ¡°You still look so vigorous.¡± Jin Baogen laughed and patted Chen Cheng¡¯s shoulder, ¡°I¡¯m old, not much use anymore. But speaking of it, Mr. Chen, you still look quite spirited!¡± Chen Cheng, a little embarrassed, scratched his head, ¡°Mr. Jin, please stop teasing me.¡± Seeing Chen Cheng¡¯s concern in his eyes, Jin Baogen turned to his companions and said, ¡°Gentlemen, I must excuse myself today.¡± He then took down the bird cage from above and inserted a bamboo pole through it. Seeing this, Chen Cheng offered, ¡°Mr. Jin, let me do it.¡± ¡°Alright, let¡¯s find a quiet spot for a chat, just the two of us.¡± Chen Cheng and Jin Baogen set out, Chen Cheng shouldering the bird cages while Jin Baogen still held the not-yet-tame red-crested bird. The two found a stone bench to sit on not far along the lakeside path. Jin Baogen took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and offered one to Chen Cheng. Although Chen Cheng had decided to quit smoking, he still joined him for this one. Thin streams of smoke twirled from his nostrils, and then Jin Baogen murmured, ¡°Mr. Chen, it¡¯s your turn to speak.¡± Chapter 14 - 14 14 Developing Friendships Through Give and Take ?Chapter 14: Chapter 14: Developing Friendships Through Give and Take Chapter 14: Chapter 14: Developing Friendships Through Give and Take Chen Cheng was fiddling with his phone, ¡°Mr. Jin, there¡¯s something I¡¯d like to ask for your help with.¡± ¡°Is it about buying back Wanbao Hall?¡± Jin Baogen looked at Chen Cheng with a meaningful gaze. ¡°Your grandfather¡¯s situation, I still remember it very clearly,¡± Jin Baogen exhaled a ring of smoke and said slowly, ¡°He was a good person, a pity he didn¡¯t live long.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s heart tightened; he knew Jin Baogen was about to bring up the matter of his grandfather selling the shop. He didn¡¯t interrupt, just quietly listened. ¡°Over a year ago, when Mr. Zhai decided to close down Wanbao Hall, I felt quite upset.¡± Jin Baogen sighed and said, ¡°He told me his health was failing, and he wanted to settle all his debts before he passed.¡± He continued, ¡°At that time, I advised him not to worry about the money. Based on our friendship, I could write off the two million, no need to mortgage the shop to me.¡± ¡°But your grandfather... sigh, he was just too stubborn.¡± Jin Baogen gazed at the glittering lake, ¡°What happened afterward, I know all too well. The money from selling the shop wasn¡¯t enough to pay off all the debts.¡± Saying this, he looked at Chen Cheng again, ¡°You¡¯ve had a tough year.¡± ¡°People, coming into this world clean, aim to leave it just as pure,¡± Chen Cheng replied. Jin Baogen¡¯s eyes were filled with admiration, ¡°Mr. Zhai did things with integrity, and Mr. Chen, you follow in his footsteps.¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, please don¡¯t flatter me.¡± Chen Cheng unlocked his phone, ¡°Mr. Jin, I¡¯m not here because of Wanbao Hall, but because of this matter.¡± Jin Baogen took the phone, zooming into the screen, ¡°Jiangnan¡¯s red siskin, well-raised.¡± ¡°You noticed it at first glance?¡± Jin Baogen held the photo alongside his own bird for comparison, ¡°You see, this bird is smaller than mine, and its feathers are quite coarse. Moreover, the most distinct feature of Jiangnan red siskins is these white claws.¡± He then asked, ¡°Is there a video? The song of this bird is very soft, quite unique.¡± Chen Cheng said with a smile, ¡°To be honest, it¡¯s not mine. And it¡¯s dead.¡± He paused for a moment, ¡°Mr. Jin, do you have this kind of bird?¡± Jin Baogen immediately understood Chen Cheng¡¯s intention, ¡°Mr. Chen, are you planning a bait-and-switch?¡± ¡°Entrusted by someone.¡± ¡°Nowadays, in Beijing¡¯s red siskin market, it¡¯s basically Henan red siskins. Finding a Jiangnan one is indeed difficult,¡± Jin Baogen stubbed out his cigarette and continued, ¡°And as far as I know, there aren¡¯t many people in the red siskin circle who keep Jiangnan birds.¡± Chen Cheng raised his eyebrows, ¡°That¡¯s why I came to you, Mr. Jin!¡± ¡°Hahaha!¡± Jin Baogen stood up and walked towards the four birdcages, lifting the one at the front. ¡°This bird has been trained by me for the better part of a month and is very obedient.¡± Jin Baogen uncovered the cage, and a lively red siskin stood on the perch, curiously surveying its surroundings. Chen Cheng quickly leaned in to examine it, and indeed, it looked very similar to the one in his phone. Before he could even ask about the price, Jin Baogen said, ¡°Take the bird. But you must keep the cage in good condition for me.¡± Upon hearing this, Chen Cheng was overjoyed and hurriedly said, ¡°Mr. Jin, how... how can this be?¡± Jin Baogen waved his hand magnanimously, ¡°This bird is just a plaything for me. Taking it to handle your business means solving your urgent matter.¡± ¡°Next time, when you return the birdcage to me, we will have this interchange, and our friendliness will naturally deepen,¡± he said with a smile. Chen Cheng had thought that it was because Liu Yueming¡¯s valuable handmade inlaid birdcage was pricier than the red siskin inside that Jin Baogen had said such things. But it now appeared that Mr. Jin¡¯s way of speaking and handling matters was genuinely comforting. ¡°Mr. Jin, I¡¯ll remember this favor,¡± Chen Cheng said gratefully. Jin Baogen handed the birdcage to Chen Cheng, ¡°Mr. Chen, I¡¯m looking forward to the day you buy back Wanbao Hall from me!¡± ¡°Definitely!¡± The two exchanged phone numbers and then walked towards the parking lot together. An elder and a young man, four cages on a pole. Reaching the Land Cruiser, Jin Baogen¡¯s driver opened the trunk and neatly loaded three cages inside. ¡°I won¡¯t keep you today,¡± Jin Baogen said with a smile: ¡°You better hurry, don¡¯t miss your chance.¡± Chen Cheng opened the rear door for him, ¡°All right, Mr. Jin. Take care.¡± ¡°See you later.¡± ¡°See you later!¡± Chen Cheng watched the Land Cruiser leave the parking lot before returning to his own car and placing the birdcage on the passenger seat. ¡°Good boy, my million-dollar loan is counting on you.¡± Chirp chirp! The call of the red bird came from the cage. Chen Cheng sent a message to Tong Jialu: ¡°Manager Tong, the matter is all set. I¡¯m on my way over.¡± The reply came back instantly. ¡°Okay, Mr. Chen! I¡¯m still waiting for you in the back alley!¡± Chen Cheng smiled faintly and then drove back to Beijing. ... Chen Cheng parked his car at the familiar intersection without hurrying to get out. On a whim, he took a bottle of mineral water from the car and poured quite a bit onto his shirt. Only after his chest, back, neck, and face were all wet did he get out, pick up the birdcage, and walk towards the back alley. He pretended to be anxious, taking deep breaths. Drops of mineral water slid down his cheeks from his forehead. ¡°Mr. Chen!¡± Tong Jialu had been waiting there and was surprised to see Chen Cheng in this state, ¡°What... what happened to you?¡± Chen Cheng quickly waved his hands, ¡°It¡¯s nothing, nothing.¡± He glanced around, ¡°Are there cameras here? Should we find a secluded spot first?¡± Tong Jialu nodded and led Chen Cheng to a corner piled with miscellaneous items, where there were no surveillance cameras and hardly any people passing by. Chen Cheng set down the birdcage and lifted the cover, ¡°Manager Tong, take a look. Does this one fit the bill?¡± Tong Jialu immediately squatted down to inspect it closely. Finally, she saw the bird and Chen Cheng got a close-up view of the feet. The pointed heels on Tong Jialu¡¯s feet were not stiletto, but they were still about five centimeters high. What was fatal was the thin, gray silk just covering the dainty instep, adding a tempting allure in the eyes of the sharp-sighted. ¡°It looks exactly the same!¡± she exclaimed, raising her head, ¡°Mr. Chen, where did you find this one?¡± ¡°I asked a few friends to call around and finally found this Jiangnan red bird.¡± Chen Cheng hurriedly said, ¡°Let me put the bird in for you to avoid any trouble.¡± With that, he opened the birdcage Tong Jialu had brought. He took out the dead red bird inside, then put Jin Baogen¡¯s red bird into it. ¡°All done!¡± Chen Cheng stood up straight. Tong Jialu¡¯s hanging heart was finally put at ease, and seeing Chen Cheng drenched in sweat, she took out a pack of tissues from her pocket. ¡°Mr. Chen, I really can¡¯t thank you enough.¡± Chen Cheng took it and wiped it across his neck, ¡°No trouble at all!¡± ¡°What about this...?¡± Tong Jialu looked at the dead bird on the ground. ¡°You go on with your work, I¡¯ll take care of this.¡± Chen Cheng said as he wrapped up the sparrow with a tissue. Seeing this, Tong Jialu said to Chen Cheng, ¡°Thank you.¡± ¡°Really, it¡¯s no big deal! You should get back to what you need to do.¡± Chen Cheng said with a smile. ¡°I¡¯ll head back to the office then.¡± ¡°Okay.¡± Tong Jialu, holding the birdcage, walked towards the back door of Beijing¡¯s financial institution. After a few steps, she stopped, turned back, and said, ¡°Mr. Chen, I¡¯ll arrange your loan as soon as possible.¡± Chapter 15 - 15 15 The Younger Brother Loves to Talk Back ?Chapter 15: Chapter 15: The Younger Brother Loves to Talk Back Chapter 15: Chapter 15: The Younger Brother Loves to Talk Back After leaving Zhongguancun, Chen Cheng drove back to Big Willow Tree. When the Camry was about thirty to fifty meters from Fennel Noodle House, Chen Cheng saw that Xiao Meier was already waiting by the roadside. Upon receiving Chen Cheng¡¯s call, she also hurriedly closed the shop, changed into her best-looking clothes, and waited on the roadside early. Her crisp wide-legged trousers fit perfectly on her, the color complementing her skin tone and making her already fair skin look even more radiant. The trouser legs stopped at the ankle, exposing her bare feet which showcased the skin¡¯s natural texture and sheen. And those stiletto sandals with a single strap were indeed the highlight of her entire outfit. Her freshly done red nail polish on her toes, set against the rhinestones of her sandals, seemed like ten identical flavored lollipops, prompting fanciful thoughts. Chen Cheng stepped on the gas and drove the car up to Xiao Meier. He rolled down the passenger side window, leaned out, and said with a smile, ¡°Sister Meier, get in the car!¡± Hearing his voice, a smile bloomed on Xiao Meier¡¯s face like brilliant spring flowers. She walked down from the curb, opened the car door, and got in. ¡°Been waiting long?¡± Chen Cheng asked. Xiao Meier shook her head, ¡°Not at all, I just closed the shop.¡± Chen Cheng caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye and saw sweat stains beneath the majestic Mount Kilimanjaro, already forming two curved gullies. He knew she was lying. He quickly turned up the air conditioning and reminded her, ¡°Seatbelt.¡± ¡°Oh, right.¡± The Camry got back on the road. Xiao Meier asked with concern, ¡°Have you eaten?¡± ¡°Just grabbed a bite on the way.¡± ¡°Then did you manage to handle your business?¡± Xiao Meier continued to inquire. Chen Cheng knew that Xiao Meier was referring to the matter of repaying money, and he nodded with a smile, ¡°All taken care of, got the IOU as well.¡± Xiao Meier let out a sigh of relief, ¡°That¡¯s good.¡± She adjusted the air vent, ¡°So, where are we heading now?¡± ¡°IKEA,¡± Chen Cheng replied. ¡°The store near Siyuan Bridge, to buy a bed.¡± He said with a smile, ¡°Besides, let¡¯s see what else we might be missing. Let¡¯s buy it all at once.¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s eyebrows arched up in surprise. She knew that sleeping on a hard board was uncomfortable, but in her view of consumption, IKEA¡¯s products were fine, but the prices were much higher than those at furniture markets. ¡°How expensive could it be there?¡± Chen Cheng replied, ¡°Don¡¯t worry about the money.¡± ¡°Have you found a job?¡± Xiao Meier asked, surprised. ¡°Not yet.¡± Xiao Meier snorted lightly, ¡°And you¡¯re telling me not to worry!¡± ¡°I haven¡¯t found a job, but I¡¯ve found an old client,¡± Chen Cheng said unabashedly, ¡°Today he¡¯s willing to give me 500,000 to help with his finances.¡± ¡°500,000!¡± Chen Cheng slowly turned the steering wheel, ¡°Yep, with a commission rate of 0.3%, this deal...¡± ¡°1500!¡± Xiao Meier was quick with mental math, and she looked at Chen Cheng¡¯s profile with envy, exclaiming, ¡°Xiao Cheng, you¡¯re amazing! You earned 1500 in one morning!¡± ¡°I work a whole week at the shop, and after all the effort, that¡¯s about how much I make!¡± she said. Just then, the traffic light at the intersection turned red, and Chen Cheng stopped the car. He turned his head to look at Xiao Meier, ¡°So I¡¯m saying, Sister Meier. Today, we¡¯re not holding back on spending!¡± Xiao Meier was genuinely happy for Chen Cheng, shaking her head in envy, ¡°This is why education is important! You can make money just sitting there.¡± Chen Cheng smiled lightly, ¡°This is just the beginning! If this deal¡¯s returns are good, there will be even bigger deals in the future!¡± ¡°You really need to plan it well for others! Don¡¯t ever let them lose money!¡± Xiao Meier said nervously, ¡°That¡¯s 500,000! Even if I save for fifty years, I can¡¯t save up that much money!¡± According to Xiao Meier¡¯s savings of 100,000 over twelve years, what she said was indeed correct. The next second, she asked Chen Cheng, ¡°Even if you made some money today, you can¡¯t be spendthrift.¡± ¡°Not allowed to spend it?¡± Chen Cheng asked with a laugh. ¡°I didn¡¯t say you can¡¯t spend, but you have to stretch every penny as far as it will go!¡± Xiao Meier calculated meticulously, ¡°And you should compare prices across three stores. Don¡¯t just go for the good-looking, prioritize durability!!¡± Hearing Xiao Meier¡¯s words, Chen Cheng joked, ¡°Stretch every penny? Sister Er, you might as well not bother opening your stall anymore.¡± ¡°What do you mean?¡± ¡°Let¡¯s go to the bank, get bags of pennies, and split them in the shop! Wouldn¡¯t we then have 3,000 yuan?¡± Xiao Meier saw the mischievous smile on Chen Cheng¡¯s face and knew he was teasing her. She reached over from the passenger seat and gently slapped the back of Chen Cheng¡¯s hand, ¡°You little brother, why do you always have to talk back?!¡± Chen Cheng laughed heartily under Xiao Meier¡¯s ¡°attack.¡± ¡°Stop it, the light¡¯s green now!¡± he kept saying, ¡°Sit tight!¡± Xiao Meier shot a glare at Chen Cheng, but a smile of relief spread across her face. ... Soon, the car arrived at the parking lot of the IKEA Mall. Chen Cheng parked the car and walked in with Xiao Meier. The two walked side by side, looking like a couple out for a shopping trip, natural and harmonious. When they reached the bedding section, her eyes were glued to the pretty bedsheets and duvet covers, ¡°These look pretty good!¡± But after checking the price tags, her initial excitement quickly faded, ¡°Too expensive, not worth the price!¡± Chen Cheng said, ¡°Sister Er, we¡¯re here to buy a bed!¡± ¡°Oh, right!¡± Xiao Meier took another look at the price of the bed and her eyes widened, ¡°This bed is 1499?¡± She bent down to examine it more closely. But this very action made Chen Cheng think it was worth every penny. The loose wide-leg pants suddenly stretched tight, highlighting the roundness of her figure, and with the high heels she was wearing, it enhanced the beauty of her silhouette, capturing Chen Cheng¡¯s gaze. ¡°This bed won¡¯t do!¡± Xiao Meier turned and said, ¡°I wouldn¡¯t pay more than 500!¡± Looking at Chen Cheng¡¯s vacant stare, she asked, ¡°What are you looking at?¡± Chen Cheng looked away, pointing to a distance, ¡°There¡¯s a discount over there; even if we have money, we shouldn¡¯t be suckers, right?¡± ¡°Exactly!¡± Xiao Meier straightened up, smiling brightly. They moved on to the discount area. She immediately spotted a single bed on sale for 199. ¡°This looks more reasonable.¡± Xiao Meier asked, ¡°What do you think?¡± The size of 90*200 was just right to fit into the small loft of the Fennel Noodle House, plus the installation was simple and most importantly, it was cheap. Chen Cheng stood by, ¡°Alright then.¡± ¡°So, this is the one?¡± Chen Cheng nodded, ¡°Yes.¡± Xiao Meier sat on the display bed, caressing the bedsheet lovingly, ¡°199 for a whole set, that¡¯s such a bargain!¡± Chen Cheng paused for a moment, and then started to laugh. ¡°What are you laughing at?¡± ¡°Sister Er, the 199 is for the bed!¡± Chen Cheng clarified, ¡°We haven¡¯t even picked out a mattress or anything else!¡± Hearing this, Xiao Meier popped up instantly and pointed at the bed she was just satisfied with, ¡°Just a few lousy iron rods, selling it to me for 199? I might as well go buy you a military bed!¡± Chen Cheng gasped, ¡°Military bed? Would that even be comfortable to sleep on?¡± Xiao Meier shook her head like a rattle, ¡°No, no! Let¡¯s keep looking! The things in here are just too expensive!¡± Chapter 16 - 16 16 Repayment is Not Consumption ?Chapter 16: Chapter 16 Repayment is Not Consumption Chapter 16: Chapter 16 Repayment is Not Consumption ¡°Meier sis, you wouldn¡¯t let me buy the 199 one. So why do you think the 399 one is a good deal?¡± Chen Cheng asked Xiao Meier after walking out of IKEA. ¡°399, and it comes with a bedside table, such a bargain!¡± Xiao Meier said calculatingly, ¡°I¡¯ve seen that table; it¡¯s a bit small but pretty handy!¡± Chen Cheng smiled helplessly as he opened up his game panel again, with mixed feelings about the data shown. [Current Funds: 104,816.65 Yuan] [Expenditure: 3590.6/1,000,000] [Current Interest Rate: 5%] [Items: None] Chen Cheng had spent the past few days with Xiao Meier, not spending much money. The biggest expense was the 3000 Yuan used to unlock an item. He looked at the expenditure column and thought, ¡°Since unlocking an item counts as expenditure, does repaying money count too?¡± Thinking of this, Chen Cheng decided to pay back the 3000 Yuan he owed to Feng Biao first. ¡°Meier sis, when did the staff say they would deliver?¡± Chen Cheng started the car. Xiao Meier buckled up her seatbelt and said, ¡°Tomorrow morning.¡± ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll drop you off at the shop first and then look for Shu Biao.¡± ¡°Have him come over tonight, and bring Yingzi along,¡± Xiao Meier didn¡¯t ask further but invited, ¡°I¡¯ll make a couple of dishes.¡± Chen Cheng said half-jokingly, ¡°Then you better make more. That guy eats a lot.¡± ¡°Got it~ Let¡¯s go!¡± ... After dropping Xiao Meier off at the noodle shop, Chen Cheng drove to the Tusheng Car Company, where Feng Biao was. On the way, he withdrew 3000 Yuan in cash and also bought a pack of cigarettes. After parking the car at the car company¡¯s parking lot, he walked in with the money and the cigarette tucked away. ¡°Welcome to Tusheng Car Company, sir!¡± Chen Cheng, having not visited for a while, was stunned as he walked in and saw everyone bowing neatly at 90 degrees. One of them approached him, ¡°Sir, are you here to rent a car, buy a car, or for maintenance?¡± Chen Cheng saw this new receptionist and asked with a smile, ¡°Is Mr. Biao in?¡± ¡°Yes, please follow me.¡± Chen Cheng followed her, and her tight A-line skirt swayed in perfect circles as she walked, indeed looking quite professional. Knock, knock, knock. The receptionist helped Chen Cheng knock on the door. ¡°Come in.¡± ¡°Brother Biao, this gentleman is here to see you.¡± Feng Biao, sitting in the boss chair, finally looked up and glanced over, ¡°You¡¯re here.¡± Chen Cheng nodded in thanks and then stepped towards Feng Biao, ¡°Damn, you¡¯re quite full of yourself these days!¡± Feng Biao was still typing on the keyboard, ¡°Wait a moment! I¡¯m almost done. There¡¯s water over there, help yourself.¡± Chen Cheng placed the cigarettes and the envelope on the table, then turned to fetch a Coke from the small fridge. Although Feng Biao wasn¡¯t the owner of Tusheng Car Company, his years of diligent and clean work had earned the trust of the real owner¡ªXu Yunlei, allowing him to manage the place. As for Xu Yunlei, who hardly visited the car company every six months, gave Feng Biao great trust and prestige. After clacking away at the keyboard for a while, Feng Biao finally stopped, leaned back in the boss chair stretching, and then looked at the cigarettes and envelope on the table. ¡°Yo, what¡¯s this about?¡± Feng Biao feigned ignorance, raising an eyebrow. Chen Cheng twisted open the Coke and gulped down a big sip. ¡°Is there any other meaning? I¡¯m just returning the three thousand yuan I owe you. Take the cigarettes, consider it as interest.¡± Feng Biao picked up the envelope, didn¡¯t even count it, and just stuffed it into a drawer, then burst out laughing, ¡°At least you¡¯ve got a conscience, kid.¡± He walked towards Chen Cheng and asked, ¡°Did you come all this way just for this?¡± Chen Cheng looked at the panel in his mind. In the current expense column, besides the added 380 yuan for cigarettes, the 3000 yuan given to Feng Biao was not included. [Current Funds: 101,436.65 yuan] [Expenditure: 3,970.6/1,000,000] So, repayment doesn¡¯t count as an expense. Chen Cheng was starting to grasp the rules of this game. Smiling, he said: ¡°Mainly, I missed you.¡± ¡°Get lost, you¡¯re giving me goosebumps,¡± Feng Biao retorted with a laugh. Taking over the conversation, Chen Cheng said, ¡°What if I had transferred you the money directly and Yingzi found it while checking your phone? What would you do then?¡± ¡°True that! Almost got caught that night~¡± Feng Biao beckoned Chen Cheng to sit down, and asked with concern, ¡°Could you really repay so quickly? Did Sister Meier actually lend you the money?¡± Chen Cheng did not deny it and nodded. ¡°I¡¯ve been saying you¡¯ve had a weak stomach since you were a kid! You¡¯ve really got a knack for living off women!¡± Feng Biao said enviously. Continuing, he said: ¡°She¡¯s so thrifty and careful, yet she handed you 100,000 in one go! I want to see how you plan to pay her back!¡± ¡°With my body, of course.¡± ¡°Pff, keep dreaming,¡± scoffed Feng Biao as he lit a cigarette. Chen Cheng put down his Coke, and said: ¡°With my qualities, aren¡¯t I worth 100,000?¡± ¡°I think you¡¯re far from it. I don¡¯t know if Sister Meier needs glasses, fancying a guy like you!¡± Waving his hands, Chen Cheng said, ¡°Let¡¯s not talk about these things. I see a lot of new faces at the dealership! And why does it feel like a foot massage parlor now?¡± Feng Biao confidently replied: ¡°It¡¯s about enhancing customer experience! And let me tell you, ever since we switched to these mini-skirts and stockings, business has really picked up!¡± He lay down on the sofa, ¡°Tomorrow, I¡¯ll try my luck at the Porsche dealership again, the girls there are really something!¡± Chen Cheng knew that Feng Biao could only take advantage of talking big. No matter how lively he talked, in front of Yingzi, he was like a little kitty, not daring to misbehave. ¡°You¡¯ve got a sharp mind! No wonder Lao Xu is willing to hand the dealership over to you!¡± Feng Biao was pleased with himself, ¡°I don¡¯t have any other skills, just rely on Lao Xu for a living. If I don¡¯t do well, how can I face him?¡± ¡°That makes sense.¡± Chen Cheng leaned forward and asked, ¡°When I came in just now, I saw a new Maybach S500 in the hall! How much did you get it for?¡± ¡°Why? Interested in buying?¡± Chen Cheng chuckled, ¡°Look at my current situation, I can¡¯t afford it!¡± ¡°Keep it for me for a while,¡± he added quickly. Feng Biao thought Chen Cheng was bluffing again, laughed, and said: ¡°Sure, I¡¯ll keep it for you. Want to take it for a spin now?¡± ¡°We can do that?¡± Chen Cheng was surprised. ¡°Yes! I told you, it¡¯s all about the customer experience. If you don¡¯t try, how will you buy it later?¡± Feng Biao generously suggested, ¡°Park your old Camry here, I¡¯ll have someone clean it. Let¡¯s you and me go for a ride!¡± Chen Cheng immediately pulled out his car keys, ¡°Mr. Biao, that¡¯s generous!¡± ¡°Oh, cut it out!¡± Feng Biao waved his hand, ¡°Let¡¯s go!¡± The two walked out of the office. Feng Biao snapped his fingers twice, and someone brought over the Maybach keys. ¡°Mr. Chen, give this car a try,¡± he handed the keys to Chen Cheng. He then handed over the Camry¡¯s keys, ¡°Someone wash Brother Chen¡¯s car! Inside and out, make it thorough!¡± Chapter 17 - 17 17 Maybach and Mercedes-Benz C ?Chapter 17: Chapter 17: Maybach and Mercedes-Benz C Chapter 17: Chapter 17: Maybach and Mercedes-Benz C After hitting the road in the Maybach, Chen Cheng was feeling more confident than ever. Even the taxis that usually stick right on your bumper were keeping a safe distance today. Sitting in the passenger seat, Feng Biao looked at Chen Cheng, who was lovingly touching the steering wheel, and joked, ¡°How about it? Want one for yourself?¡± Chen Cheng, caressing the steering wheel and looking at the emblem mounted on the hood, said, ¡°Before driving one, I wanted to. Now that I¡¯ve driven it...¡± ¡°What about now?¡± ¡°It¡¯s like when we go for a foot massage; the most thrilling moment isn¡¯t when she opens the door holding the box, but when you first hear the high heels at the door and she gently knocks.¡± ¡°Dude, you really went all out!¡± Feng Biao adjusted his seat, speaking with envy, ¡°Who knows when we could switch to a car like this!¡± ¡°Forget Maybach, even if I could switch my Corolla for that 5-series behind us, I¡¯d be happy!¡± he continued. Chen Cheng smiled and said, ¡°Soon.¡± ¡°Stop bullshitting, we know each other too well, no secrets, who are you trying to fool?¡± Feng Biao laughed and cursed. On their way, the serene melody from the Burmester Audiosysteme flowed inside the car, making Chen Cheng¡¯s emotions rise and fall with the rich bass. The two arrived near Nanjia Street. Chen Cheng parked the car in front of the Meiwo Trading Company, Feng Biao looked around and said, ¡°Why are we here?¡± ¡°Picking up your wife from work.¡± Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°We¡¯re going for dinner at the noodle house tonight.¡± Upon hearing this, Feng Biao perked up, ¡°That¡¯s the spirit! Saving a meal! My dream of owning a 5-series just got a tiny bit closer!¡± Chen Cheng opened the car door, ¡°Swap seats!¡± ¡°Sure thing!¡± Since they were picking up his wife, Feng Biao naturally took over the driving. Standing by the Maybach, Feng Biao smoked and chatted intermittently with Chen Cheng. Liu Ying, finishing work, came out with her colleagues and was slightly taken aback to see Feng Biao and Chen Cheng. After graduating, Liu Ying had worked her way up to a junior managerial position over more than seven years at the trading company. Everyone knew that Liu Ying¡¯s husband worked in car rentals, so the sight of the lavish Maybach didn¡¯t surprise her as much. Instead, there was just envy and jealousy. ¡°Yingzi, your husband is really sweet, always picking you up! Unlike my hubby, who knows nothing about romance!¡± a senior colleague next to her said enviously. Exhausted from a day¡¯s work, but managing a slight smile, Liu Ying replied, ¡°I told him not to come, really!¡± ¡°Oh, you two have such a great relationship!¡± her colleague sighed deeply, ¡°Then take your time.¡± ¡°Sister Zhang, have a good evening too.¡± After greeting her colleagues, Liu Ying sprinted towards them like in a 100-meter dash. Leaning against the car door, Feng Biao waved at her, ¡°Wife, over here!¡± ¡°Dacheng!¡± To everyone¡¯s surprise, Liu Ying bypassed Feng Biao and smacked Chen Cheng with her briefcase, ¡°What have you been so busy with lately? Haven¡¯t seen you around at all!¡± Chen Cheng grinned and replied, ¡°Just keeping busy!¡± ¡°I heard from Biao Zi that you broke up with Zhang Qianqian?¡± Liu Ying asked, genuinely concerned, having been classmates for six years. ¡°Whoa, you spilled my secrets to Yingzi?¡± Chen Cheng said, pretending to be upset. Feng Biao put an arm around Liu Ying¡¯s shoulder, ¡°Of course! I never keep anything from Yingzi!¡± ¡°It¡¯s fine, one goes and the next comes!¡± Liu Ying laughed, ¡°There are plenty of young girls at my company, I¡¯ll introduce you sometime!¡± ¡°Wife, no need to worry about that.¡± Liu Ying blinked, ¡°Got someone new?¡± ¡°How could that be! Is Dacheng the kind to revisit past affairs?¡± Feng Biao raised his eyebrows, ¡°He¡¯s caught Sister E¡¯s eye!¡± Liu Ying was quite surprised, ¡°Ah? Sister Yingzi!¡± ¡°Don¡¯t listen to his nonsense.¡± Chen Cheng said with a smile: ¡°Come on, Yingzi has cooked, let¡¯s go eat.¡± Liu Ying¡¯s curiosity was burning more and more, even after getting into the car, her head was still turned towards Chen Cheng in the back seat. ¡°Dacheng, did you confess to Sister Yingzi?¡± Chen Cheng, leaning against the headrest in the back, said with an embarrassed smile: ¡°Yingzi, we are almost thirty, who still plays with confession?¡± ¡°You men really have no sense of romance at all!¡± Glaring at Feng Biao, who was still driving without speaking a word, Liu Ying huffed: ¡°Have we stopped confessing at thirty? Besides, we are only twenty-nine!¡± Feng Biao chimed in, ¡°Dacheng, no offense. Even though Yingzi and I have been married for seven years, I still kiss her every morning and say goodbye!¡± ¡°Drop dead!¡± Liu Ying slapped Feng Biao¡¯s arm. ¡°Ow~¡± A cry of pain followed. Liu Ying pondered for a while, ¡°Actually, I think you and Sister Yingzi could give it a try. Everyone has known each other for about ten years, and we all know what each other is like.¡± ¡°Besides, if you start dating someone now, isn¡¯t it for marriage?¡± she retorted. Those words rendered the two men in the car speechless. Chen Cheng changed the topic, ¡°So... Shu Biao, should we drink a little tonight?¡± ¡°Definitely need a drink!¡± ¡°Then we¡¯ll return the car to the dealership, and you shouldn¡¯t drive your Corolla,¡± Chen Cheng said: ¡°Just take my car.¡± Feng Biao quickly helped out, ¡°Sure!¡± Liu Ying, with her hands on her hips, said, ¡°Stop beating around the bush with me! Chen Cheng, tell me the truth, what do you think of Sister Yingzi?!¡± ¡°Just friends.¡± Right as Chen Cheng finished speaking, Feng Biao slammed on the brakes, bringing the Maybach to a halt. Big beads of sweat instantly appeared on Feng Biao¡¯s forehead, and Liu Ying, facing away, would have hit the windshield if not for her seatbelt. Chen Cheng, with one hand pressed against a small screen in the back, asked in confusion, ¡°Biao, what¡¯s going on!¡± Liu Ying was also quite shaken, ¡°Biao Zi! What¡¯s the matter?!¡± Feng Biao unbuckled his seatbelt while saying, ¡°Damn, the car in front just slammed on the brakes!¡± ¡°Did it cause a rear-end collision?¡± Liu Ying was most concerned about this. ¡°Doesn¡¯t seem so...¡± At this moment, the driver of the Mercedes C260 also hurriedly got out of the car. Feng Biao, of course, got out immediately to check things out. Sitting in the back seat, Chen Cheng recognized the familiar face, ¡°Is it her?¡± ¡°Hey, beauty, did you finance this road? Braking whenever you please!¡± Feng Biao examined the front of his car. Tong Jialu was also startled and quickly apologized, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, sir! I don¡¯t know what happened, but the car¡¯s system suddenly went blank! I panicked and stomped on the brake!¡± Seeing that the two were arguing and the other party was a beauty driving a Mercedes, Liu Ying hurriedly got out of the car, ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡± Tong Jialu saw the woman who came down from the passenger side and hastily explained the reason again. Chen Cheng, still in the car, clearly watched all of this unfold. After pondering for a moment, he also got out of the car. ¡°Manager Tong?¡± He stood at the rear door for three seconds, making sure Tong Jialu noticed him before he walked over. Tong Jialu came back to her senses and took another look at the two people in front of her. Feng Biao, dressed in a suit with a towering physique and measured movements, made her instantly conclude he was Chen Cheng¡¯s driver and bodyguard. And Liu Ying, with her ponytail neatly tied back and a briefcase in hand, she mistakenly took her for Chen Cheng¡¯s assistant. Tong Jialu frowned, glanced again at the shiny emblem on the front of the car, and a thought struck her, ¡°Wait! Is Chen Cheng¡¯s car a Maybach?!¡± Chapter 18 - 18 18 He Only Wants 5 Million ?Chapter 18: Chapter 18 He Only Wants 5 Million Chapter 18: Chapter 18 He Only Wants 5 Million Chen Cheng walked to the middle of the three people. His gaze briefly swept over Tong Jialu¡¯s face before ultimately settling on the space between the two cars, which was about the width of a fist. ¡°Manager Tong, are you okay?¡± The clean ending tone carried a hint of laughter, like a feather gently tickling Tong Jialu¡¯s heart. She had braced herself for a scolding, but instead, Chen Cheng did not get angry and considerately asked about her condition first. ¡°I¡¯m fine, Mr. Chen,¡± Tong Jialu quickly replied: ¡°I don¡¯t know what happened just now, my car¡¯s system suddenly blacked out and scared me to death.¡± Chen Cheng said calmly, ¡°It¡¯s like this with the C Series, as soon as the temperature gets high, it¡¯s prone to system crashes.¡± He looked up at the sky where the sun was scorching, ¡°With the sun this hot today, even the air conditioning is useless.¡± Seeing that Chen Cheng had deliberately stepped in to give her an out, Tong Jialu nodded deeply, ¡°Right.¡± ¡°Since there¡¯s nothing wrong, let¡¯s not block the road here,¡± Chen Cheng continued: ¡°Everyone¡¯s eager to get home after work.¡± Only then did Tong Jialu notice that a long queue had formed behind the Maybach. Vehicles on both lanes were deliberately slowing down, wanting to catch a glimpse of the scene. This made the already congested road even more difficult to navigate. ¡°Sorry! My apologies!¡± Tong Jialu kept bowing deeply. ¡°Such situations are inevitable when you¡¯re out and about,¡± Chen Cheng said leisurely, with one hand in his pocket: ¡°How about I call for roadside assistance for you?¡± ¡°Let me try to start the car first.¡± Tong Jialu hurried back to her car, attempting to restart the vehicle. Fortunately, the car system was now working normally. When Chen Cheng saw the tail lights of the Mercedes-Benz C light up, he knew everything was fine. ¡°Get in,¡± he said. The three of them returned to the Maybach, when Liu Yingcai opened his mouth to ask, ¡°Dacheng, who is she?¡± Chen Cheng smiled and said, ¡°Someone¡¯s assistant from Jingfa Bank, we¡¯ve met two or three times.¡± ¡°An assistant earning enough to drive a Mercedes-Benz C? She looks pretty young too!¡± Liu Ying¡¯s face showed envy. ¡°Those in finance, who doesn¡¯t make money?¡± Feng Biao chimed in, ¡°If it weren¡¯t for Dacheng running into some trouble, wouldn¡¯t he also be changing his car?¡± Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°Let¡¯s go, Meier is probably getting anxious.¡± Tong Jialu wanted to get out of the car to thank Chen Cheng again, but seeing the Maybach¡¯s lights flickering nonstop in the rearview mirror, she dismissed the idea. She drove off slowly from the scene and dialed Xia Yubing¡¯s phone, beginning to report on her work. ¡°Hello, director. I¡¯ve screened the companies that submitted their documents today, and I found a very capable one.¡± ¡°Zhongguancun Xinda Network Technology Co., Ltd.¡± ¡°Their qualifications are fine, and their cash flow is normal, they have been a customer of our bank for a long time.¡± ¡°They¡¯re applying for a loan of 5 million, I feel it¡¯s workable.¡± ¡°Okay, director. I¡¯ll put the documents on your desk first thing tomorrow morning.¡± ¡°The bird is quite lively, hopping and jumping around!¡± After hanging up the phone, Tong Jialu looked at the dozen or so loan applications she planned to take home for overtime work and muttered, ¡°He¡¯s only asking for 5 million? That¡¯s loaned without a second thought, right?¡± ... After Chen Cheng and the others returned to the dealership to switch cars, they then headed for Fennel Noodle House. Xiao Meier had already prepared dinner, sitting on a stool by the door, looking in the direction of the intersection. Her delicate face was flushed by the night breeze, as if kissed by the warmth of summer. Her plump legs were crossed, with flip-flops casually wedged between her toes, making a subtle tap-tap sound as she gently swayed them. Seeing the Camry draw near, she hurriedly stood up and lifted the dish cover on the table. ¡°Sister Meier!¡± Getting out of the car, Liu Ying ran over excitedly. Carrying the fruit she had bought on the way, she glanced over the table full of dishes, ¡°Wow, we¡¯re in for a treat today!¡± Xiao Meier greeted her with a smile, ¡°Hurry up and wash your hands, we¡¯re about to start eating.¡± ¡°Sure thing! I¡¯ve put the watermelon in the fridge! We¡¯ll eat it together later!¡± Liu Ying entering the noodle house felt like coming home. Chen Cheng and Feng Biao followed close behind. In Feng Biao¡¯s hand was a box of roast goose, ¡°Sister Meier, quick, get a plate.¡± ¡°There¡¯s already so much food, and you still spent the money.¡± Feng Biao said with a smile, ¡°Dacheng said when you come to eat, you have to bring a ¡®meal ticket.¡¯ So, I specifically went to Fei Xiaofu to buy it, see?¡± Xiao Meier glared at Chen Cheng, ¡°You¡¯re making stuff up again.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t listen to his nonsense!¡± Chen Cheng picked up a marinated chicken foot, ¡°He just wanted to eat it himself!¡± Smack! Xiao Meier chuckled and playfully slapped Chen Cheng¡¯s hand, ¡°You¡¯re a grown-up and still sneaking bites!¡± Before long, two boxes of large green beer bottles were being stepped on by Chen Cheng and Feng Biao. Feng Biao skillfully opened a bottle for each person with the head of his chopsticks, ¡°Come on, let¡¯s drink!¡± The four clinked their bottles in unison, the clear clinking sound echoing in the twilight. The icy beer slid down their throats, bringing a hint of coolness, and also taking away their fatigue from the day. ¡°Sister Meier¡¯s cooking is getting better and better!¡± Liu Ying gnawed on a chicken foot, nodding continuously, ¡°Opening a noodle house really is selling yourself short!¡± Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow and looked at Liu Ying, ¡°Hey, Yingzi, how did you know I¡¯m planning to open a restaurant for Sister Meier?¡± Seeing Xiao Meier¡¯s face turn red with embarrassment, and thinking of Feng Biao telling her that Chen Cheng had been staying here since the breakup, Liu Ying couldn¡¯t help but become suspicious. ¡°That¡¯s great! When are you opening? I¡¯ll bring a flower basket for the opening!¡± Liu Ying went along with Chen Cheng¡¯s words, ¡°From now on, our company¡¯s receptions will also choose Sister Meier¡¯s place.¡± Hearing this, Xiao Meier paused with a handful of spicy stir-fried snails in her hand. ¡°Yingzi, don¡¯t listen to Xiao Cheng. He¡¯s always joking around.¡± Chen Cheng nonchalantly peeled boiled peanuts, ¡°Sister Meier, look at this. The restaurant hasn¡¯t even opened, yet business is already coming in! This is really good news!¡± ¡°Yeah, Sister Meier. Dacheng¡¯s idea is really good. We all know about your cooking skills; opening a restaurant will definitely be a hit.¡± Feng Biao took another sip of beer, ¡°Later on, our car dealership can offer a monthly package or something, no problem at all!¡± Xiao Meier was deeply touched. She looked at Chen Cheng, ¡°Are you really opening?¡± ¡°Of course, didn¡¯t we talk about it last night?¡± Yingzi¡¯s gossip spirit surged, ¡°Dacheng, how did you promise Sister Meier?¡± ¡°Just buy back Grandpa¡¯s Wanbao Hall and reopen it, simple as that,¡± Chen Cheng said easily. At those words, both Feng Biao and Liu Ying furrowed their brows. Like Xiao Meier, they all had the same question: ¡°That¡¯s 2 million! Where are you going to find so much money?¡± Chen Cheng leisurely said, ¡°Guess, who took over Wanbao Hall?¡± The three shook their heads. ¡°Jin Baogen.¡± Chen Cheng wiped his hands and slowly revealed this name. It was then that Xiao Meier realized, ¡°Mr. Jin? No wonder Wanbao Hall has been left untouched after selling it ¨C not opened, nor subleased!¡± Chen Cheng nodded. Feng Biao clicked his tongue in surprise, ¡°Goodness! It¡¯s actually him!¡± Chapter 19 - 19 19 Treacherous Rivers Can Be Crossed with Money ?Chapter 19: Chapter 19 Treacherous Rivers Can Be Crossed with Money Chapter 19: Chapter 19 Treacherous Rivers Can Be Crossed with Money Liu Ying turned her head towards Feng Biao and asked, ¡°Are you very familiar with him?¡± ¡°If I knew him, your husband here would have opened his own car dealership for fun, too!¡± Feng Biao took out a cigarette and put it to his mouth. ¡°But the way you talked just now sounded like you¡¯re quite familiar with him.¡± Liu Ying snatched away the still unlit cigarette. Feng Biao chuckled, ¡°I¡¯ve just heard of the name.¡± ¡°Some people say, though, that he comes from the compound, and he has a very solid background!¡± He continued, ¡°Others say that his great-grandparent was at least a Beile, and his family has treasures that you couldn¡¯t even count.¡± Feng Biao talked with animated enthusiasm, as if he really had a deep connection with this Jin Baogen. ¡°There are also rumors that he gets the upper hand over people by exploiting connections,¡± Feng Biao spilled everything he knew, ¡°He always arrives and leaves in cars, and people even salute him!¡± The speculation grew wilder and wilder, and both Liu Ying and Xiao Meier¡¯s eyes nearly popped out of their heads. Xiao Meier had only heard of such a person, but didn¡¯t know what Jin Baogen was really about. Feng Biao gave Chen Cheng a look, saying, ¡°Dacheng, what do you think? You must be familiar!¡± All three turned to look at Chen Cheng, who was still peeling peanuts. ¡°Why the more you talk, the more mystical it sounds?¡± Chen Cheng didn¡¯t understand much either, but judging by today¡¯s scene, Mr. Jin indeed had a significant background. ¡°Hey, isn¡¯t that why we¡¯re asking you?¡± Chen Cheng recalled, ¡°When I was little, I heard my maternal grandfather mention him once.¡± ¡°What did he say?¡± ¡°He said that Jin Baogen¡¯s first bucket of gold came from buying goods in the south and reselling them in the north, and then he was convicted for speculative profiteering.¡± Chen Cheng took a pause, ¡°After that, he used that first bucket of gold to open more than a dozen karaoke bars, video halls, and billiard rooms in the late ¡¯80s and ¡¯90s.¡± ¡°Oh, so he¡¯s quite the legendary figure?¡± Feng Biao eventually lit his cigarette. Chen Cheng nodded, ¡°Right, back then it wasn¡¯t like now, there were few entertainment options, and Jin Baogen¡¯s places were booming. He caught the first wave of benefits from the reform and opening up and quickly accumulated capital.¡± ¡°What about after that?¡± Xiao Meier couldn¡¯t help but ask. ¡°Afterwards, as karaoke and video halls slowly declined, Jin Baogen shifted to doing other businesses. It¡¯s said that he has a unique vision and can make money in anything he tries. Gradually, his enterprises grew larger and larger, involving real estate, catering, entertainment, and other fields,¡± Chen Cheng explained. ¡°So he¡¯s really capable, huh!¡± Feng Biao clicked his tongue in wonder. Chen Cheng took a sip of his drink, ¡°Do you still remember the couplet hanging up at Wanbao Hall?¡± ¡°Heaven and earth are vast, I take dreams as my horse; the rivers and lakes are deep, but money can ferry you across,¡± Xiao Meier blurted out. Chen Cheng smiled and gave a thumbs up, ¡°Sister Meier has a great memory!¡± He added, ¡°That couplet was handwritten by Jin Baogen.¡± ¡°Audacious!¡± Feng Biao slapped his thigh, full of admiration, ¡°This Mr. Jin really is something else! Us ordinary folks can only look up to him.¡± ¡°Yes, each person has their own path to walk,¡± Chen Cheng sighed, ¡°As long as we do our best and live diligently, that¡¯s enough.¡± Xiao Meier nodded in agreement, lifting her bottle, ¡°Xiao Cheng is right, we just need to live our own lives well!¡± ¡°Sister Meier is right! Cheers!¡± said Liu Ying. After dinner, the four of them cleaned up the dishes and tidied up the noodle house together. Chen Cheng and Feng Biao were in charge of washing dishes, while Liu Ying and Xiao Meier wiped tables and swept the floor. Everyone chatted and worked at the same time, creating a relaxed and joyful atmosphere. After everything was cleaned up, Feng Biao and his wife also prepared to take a cab home. ¡°Yingzi, there¡¯s still some chicken feet left,¡± Xiao Meier handed the packed chicken feet to Liu Ying, ¡°You take them home to eat.¡± Liu Ying didn¡¯t refuse, but said, ¡°Thanks Sister Meier! We¡¯re looking forward to your restaurant opening!¡± ¡°Sure! Come visit often!¡± ¡°I¡¯ll walk them out,¡± said Chen Cheng, accompanying the two to the roadside, Feng Biao drunkenly remarked, ¡°Dacheng, let me tell you, Sister Meier, she¡¯s really beautiful!¡± Liu Ying: ¡°You¡¯re drunk again, huh?¡± ¡°Wife, tell me, is Sister Meier pretty?¡± ¡°Pretty!¡± ¡°And has a beautiful heart?¡± ¡°Beautiful!¡± Feng Biao raised his eyebrows, ¡°So tell me, does Dacheng have a chance with Sister Meier?¡± Liu Ying gave Chen Cheng a stern look, and retorted, ¡°What did you mean by ¡®just friends¡¯ in the car?¡± ¡°Hey, why are you two meddling so much?¡± Chen Cheng laughed. ¡°Matters of the heart, don¡¯t they say it¡¯s all about the right time and place?¡± Liu Ying shot Chen Cheng a look of disdain, ¡°Just play your part well! You better not let down my Sister Meier!¡± ¡°Don¡¯t worry, how could I!¡± Chen Cheng hailed a cab, ¡°I won¡¯t see you out!¡± The two got into the car, and Chen Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. Looking back to see Xiao Meier still busy moving tables into the store, he quickly walked back. ¡°Let me help, Sister Meier.¡± Chen Cheng volunteered. Xiao Meier laughed behind her hand, ¡°Are you sure you¡¯re up to it?¡± ¡°Is it difficult?¡± Chen Cheng effortlessly lifted a folded table, ¡°Not setting up shop tonight?¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t get any supplies this morning, so I¡¯m not setting up.¡± As soon as she finished speaking, the table in Chen Cheng¡¯s hand hit the ground with a thud. Xiao Meier turned around at the ¡°bang¡± sound, only to see Chen Cheng with his hands on his hips, looking embarrassed. ¡°What happened to you?¡± She steadied Chen Cheng¡¯s arm. ¡°Ah, guess what, I got a cramp for no reason!¡± ¡°I knew you couldn¡¯t handle it!¡± Xiao Meier was both annoyed and concerned as she supported Chen Cheng, ¡°Go inside and sit down.¡± Chen Cheng smiled sheepishly: ¡°Maybe I haven¡¯t exercised in too long.¡± ¡°You¡¯re too fragile!¡± ¡°Ah, my temper!¡± In the end, it was Xiao Meier who took the table inside the store. After pulling down the rolling door, the Fennel Noodle House became a secret space for just the two of them. Seeing Chen Cheng leaning against the wall, looking uncomfortable, she said, ¡°Shall I rub some Red Flower Oil on you? It¡¯ll stop hurting after a massage.¡± ¡°Do you have some? I can do it myself.¡± ¡°You¡¯re still stubborn even if you turn to ash!¡± Xiao Meier helped Chen Cheng up, ¡°Come on, upstairs.¡± Reaching the attic, Chen Cheng lay on the cool bedstead. Xiao Meier fetched the Red Flower Oil and sat beside him. ¡°Lift up your clothes,¡± she said. Chen Cheng took a deep breath, ¡°Sister Meier, really, there¡¯s no need. I can do it myself!¡± ¡°I¡¯m counting to three!¡± ¡°Lifted, lifted.¡± Xiao Meier looked at his broad and solid back, stretched out her hand, and pressed, ¡°Does it hurt here?¡± ¡°Hisss~¡± Seeing Chen Cheng¡¯s reaction, she knew she had found the right spot. Xiao Meier carefully poured out a little Red Flower Oil, warmed it in her palm, and then gently pressed it onto Chen Cheng¡¯s sore spot. The thirty-six-point-five-degree warmth of her palm, on Chen Cheng¡¯s waist, immediately made him feel a ticklish numbness. ¡°Does it hurt?¡± Xiao Meier asked softly. ¡°It doesn¡¯t hurt,¡± Chen Cheng said. ¡°It¡¯s just a little itchy...¡± Chapter 20 - 20 20 The Unexpected 2 Million ?Chapter 20: Chapter 20: The Unexpected 2 Million Chapter 20: Chapter 20: The Unexpected 2 Million Without the job that required him to work from morning to evening and without the cut-throat competition of office politics, not having to constantly guess the intentions of his superiors, and with an interest income of about 5,000 yuan entering his account every day, Chen Cheng truly enjoyed this kind of life. However, because he had repaid Feng Biao¡¯s three thousand yuan yesterday, his interest income was slightly reduced. [You have received 5,071.83 yuan] [Current Funds: 106,508.48 yuan] [Current Interest Rate: 5%] But now, he was about to experience a qualitative leap. Just this morning, he received a phone call from Tong Jialu, notifying him to go to the bank to sign the loan contract in the afternoon. Although Chen Cheng had expected things to go smoothly, he did not expect them to proceed so swiftly. On second thought, the Maybach from yesterday really did provide a lot of help. Chen Cheng stepped out of the noodle shop with a brisk pace and said to Xiao Meier, ¡°Sister Meier, when the IKEA delivery comes later, please sign for me. I have some errands to run.¡± Xiao Meier nodded with a smile, ¡°Be careful on the road and stay safe.¡± ¡°Got it!¡± Chen Cheng, driving his car, even pressed the gas pedal with extra force as he headed straight for the bank. When he arrived at the bank, it was exactly three o¡¯clock in the afternoon. He took out his phone and sent Tong Jialu a message: Manager Tong, I¡¯ve arrived. Not long after the message was sent, Tong Jialu came out from the staff entrance with a smile and said, ¡°Mr. Chen, please come this way.¡± Chen Cheng followed her to the VIP customer room. As soon as he sat down, Tong Jialu said, ¡°Mr. Chen, after the review by our credit department, this time our bank can offer you a loan limit of 3 million yuan.¡± Chen Cheng raised his eyebrows upon hearing this. He had expected that getting a 1 million yuan loan would be the upper limit, but 2 million more was certainly better than he could have hoped for. Tong Jialu continued, ¡°Since this is our first loan cooperation, the term of this loan is one year, with an interest rate of 4.78%. Would that be acceptable to you?¡± After saying this, she passed the loan agreement over to Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng picked up the agreement and skimmed through it rapidly. A loan limit of 3 million yuan, a one-year term, and an interest rate of 4.78%, it was above his expectations and the conditions were quite reasonable. ¡°Manager Tong, I am very satisfied with these terms,¡± Chen Cheng said with a smile, ¡°I really appreciate your bank¡¯s support, and I believe our cooperation will be mutually beneficial.¡± ¡°Our bank has always been optimistic about Mr. Chen¡¯s capabilities and potential, and this cooperation is also a token of our trust and expectations for you. We hope to work together and create a bright future.¡± Chen Cheng picked up the pen and signed his name on the loan agreement. After signing, he handed the agreement back to Tong Jialu. ¡°Manager Tong, what do I need to do next?¡± asked Chen Cheng. ¡°You just need to wait for our loan disbursement notice,¡± Tong Jialu replied. ¡°We will process your loan application as quickly as possible to transfer the funds to your account in the shortest time.¡± ¡°Thank you, I appreciate it very much,¡± Chen Cheng thanked her again. Tong Jialu stood up and extended her hand generously, ¡°Thank you, Mr. Chen.¡± They shook hands, and Tong Jialu walked Chen Cheng to the bank entrance. ¡°Mr. Chen, I won¡¯t see you out.¡± ¡°You stay,¡± Chen Cheng responded. ¡°Eh, hasn¡¯t your driver arrived yet?¡± Tong Jialu looked along the roadside but didn¡¯t see the Maybach. Chen Cheng tried to maintain a relaxed posture, ¡°It¡¯s hard to park here, so I told him to stop at the previous intersection.¡± Tong Jialu was quite enthusiastic, ¡°Then come back inside the bank and sit for a while, it¡¯s hot outside, I¡¯ll pour you a glass of water.¡± It was not a time for Chen Cheng to refuse, as he could not simply say he would walk to find his driver¡ªthat would give himself away. ¡°Alright, that would be a bother.¡± Chen Cheng reluctantly returned to the VIP customer room, where Tong Jialu thoughtfully brought him a bottle of Evian water, then sat down on the sofa opposite him. With her long, beautiful legs crossed, Tong Jialu smiled and said, ¡°Mr. Chen, I haven¡¯t properly thanked you for that matter before.¡± ¡°Before?¡± ¡°You really are a nobleman with a short memory.¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s voice lowered, ¡°That bird.¡± Cheng Cheng waved his hand with a smile, ¡°It was just a small favor, Manager Tong, you really don¡¯t have to worry about it.¡± However, he was quite curious about bird-keeping, a hobby that didn¡¯t seem to fit with the younger crowd, especially since it was the somewhat obscure Jiangnan red-whiskered bulbul. ¡°Manager Tong, may I ask you a question in private?¡± Manager Tong Jialu nodded, ¡°Go ahead and ask.¡± ¡°Does Director Xia like to keep birds?¡± Chen Cheng asked. ¡°When I just came in, I saw her picture on the Service Star wall, and she doesn¡¯t look very old either.¡± Manager Tong Jialu shrugged, ¡°I just feed them every day, I¡¯m not too clear on the specifics.¡± Tap tap tap. The crisp sound of high heels echoed. Manager Tong Jialu faced the door and saw someone coming in, quickly standing up. ¡°Director.¡± ¡°Has Mr. Chen arrived?¡± A cool voice reached Chen Cheng¡¯s ears. He turned his head and saw the person from the photo wall standing at the door. Xia Yubing was about thirty-three, wearing a pair of gold-framed glasses. If Xiao Meier¡¯s beauty was naturally voluptuous, then hers was a beauty that reached to her very bones. A delicate, ethereal face with a touch of refinement, complemented by a pair of gently curving willow eyebrows. Even though she wore the same grey suit as Tong Jialu and her figure wasn¡¯t clear, with just that face alone, she seemed to possess the kind of stunning beauty that could lead to all kinds of trouble. The brown leather Cartier WJTA0002 watch on her fair arm made it clear to Chen Cheng that when it came to income, there was a significant difference between her and Manager Tong Jialu, who wore an Apple Watch. ¡°Director, this is Chen Cheng, Mr. Chen,¡± introduced Manager Tong Jialu. Xia Yubing stepped forward and extended her hand, ¡°Mr. Chen, pleasure to meet you. I¡¯m the Credit Department Director of Jingfa Bank, Xia Yubing.¡± Chen Cheng shook her hand, it was smooth and cool. Her meticulously manicured nails, though just nude-colored, had a warmth like that of jade. ¡°Hello, Director Xia.¡± ¡°Xiao Tong, send out the documents I¡¯ve prepared on my desk,¡± Xia Yubing said. ¡°Sure, Director.¡± Manager Tong Jialu left the VIP client room, and Xia Yubing sat down to Chen Cheng¡¯s right. ¡°Mr. Chen, thank you.¡± Chen Cheng was taken aback by this sudden expression of gratitude. He replied with a smile, ¡°Director Xia, I should be thanking you.¡± ¡°I¡¯m referring to the bird.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s brow furrowed, pretending to be confused, ¡°What?¡± ¡°The red-whiskered bulbul that Xiao Tong is feeding now isn¡¯t mine,¡± Xia Yubing quickly clarified, ¡°I checked the surveillance camera at the back door, and you brought a birdcage into the alleyway that day.¡± Chen Cheng laughed awkwardly, ¡°Haha... you¡¯re making a fuss over this!¡± ¡°I want to ask, did Jin Baogen give you that Jiangnan red-whiskered bulbul?¡± Xia Yubing¡¯s eyes were locked on Chen Cheng¡¯s brow, her piercing gaze as if trying to see through his heart. Chen Cheng realized the situation wasn¡¯t as simple as it appeared, ¡°Jin Baogen? Who¡¯s that?¡± Hearing such a response, Xia Yubing¡¯s furrowed brows relaxed, ¡°Perhaps I was overthinking it.¡± She smiled and said, ¡°Sorry to have bothered you, Mr. Chen.¡± ¡°No worries at all,¡± Chen Cheng waved his hands dismissively. ¡°I¡¯ll get back to my work then,¡± said Xia Yubing as she stood up, ¡°Excuse me.¡± Chen Cheng also walked towards the door; this was the perfect chance to sneak away, ¡°My driver is here too.¡± ¡°Alright then. Have a safe journey.¡± Chen Cheng hurriedly left Jingfa Bank, and as he reached the door, he didn¡¯t forget to stealthily glance at the surveillance cameras. Something felt off to him. The company he had obtained from the system¡¯s item shop for 3000 yuan only had a cash flow of less than 200,000 yuan. Even if the loan amount was typically five times the cash flow, there was no way Chen Cheng¡¯s finances could qualify him for a 3-million-yuan loan from Jingfa Bank. Linking this to Xia Yubing¡¯s question, he became more convinced that the extra 2 million yuan had something to do with that chirping sparrow. At that thought, he quickly got into the car and dialed Jin Baogen¡¯s number. ¡°Mr. Jin, it¡¯s Xiao Cheng! Are you free right now? I¡¯ll bring the birdcage over to you.¡± Chapter 21 - 21 21 Unable to Spend It All ?Chapter 21: Chapter 21 Unable to Spend It All Chapter 21: Chapter 21 Unable to Spend It All Chen Cheng walked into the bustling Sanqing Garden with a box of Rice Fragrance Village pastries in one hand and an empty birdcage in the other. He paid the 380 yuan entrance fee and headed straight to the second floor. On stage, Zhao Yunxia and Ji Jiuxiao from the eighth team of De Yun Society were performing ¡°Selling Cloth Remnants¡±. ¡°In Beijing, the hawkers¡¯ calls are different in each of the north, south, east, and west parts of the city.¡± ¡°Oh? There are four kinds?¡± ¡°Yeah, to hawk in the north city, it¡¯s quite troublesome.¡± ¡°How do they hawk?¡± ¡°Candied haws~ get your candied haws~¡± As Chen Cheng stepped to the rhythm of the banter, he looked over and saw Jin Baogen sitting leisurely on the side, watching the stage performance with great interest. He walked over, ¡°Mr. Jin.¡± ¡°Oh, Mr. Chen has arrived.¡± Jin Baogen continued to address him in the usual manner: ¡°Have a seat.¡± Chen Cheng set down the items he was carrying, ¡°Mr. Jin, here¡¯s your birdcage back. And I¡¯ve brought you some snacks.¡± Jin Baogen smiled with eyes narrowed, ¡°You shouldn¡¯t have.¡± Chen Cheng wasn¡¯t in a hurry either. He ordered a 10 yuan serving of sunflower seeds and a cup of floral tea, then also started to listen in. The two chatted, and occasionally the skits on stage made them laugh, eliciting bursts of laughter. Jin Baogen clearly had a deep interest and understanding of Beijing Opera and comedy sketches, and from time to time, he would explain certain details and anecdotes about the performance to Chen Cheng. ¡°Mr. Chen, you probably never heard such authentic hawkers¡¯ calls when you were a child, huh?¡± Jin Baogen pointed at the stage and said. Chen Cheng thought for a moment, ¡°I did! When I was about five or six years old, I encountered a man selling goldfish. He carried a wooden basin in front of his carrying pole and a basket behind it, calling out as he walked, ¡®Selling big and small goldfish~ hey~''¡± Jin Baogen slapped his thigh and laughed, ¡°Exactly, exactly! Mr. Zhai loved raising little goldfish when he was alive! Back then, you always snatched the goldfish raised by your grandpa to feed to the stray cats outside.¡± ¡°Hahaha, Mr. Jin, you remember that?¡± Chen Cheng couldn¡¯t help but laugh as well. ¡°How could I forget? You were such a rascal when you were young! Climbing onto roofs to remove tiles, you did plenty of that, didn¡¯t you? Throwing firecrackers in the public toilets, weren¡¯t you kept busy by that?¡± Jin Baogen looked at the young Chen Cheng in front of him, his eyes brimming with memories, ¡°And stealing the neighbor¡¯s homing pigeons, together with your several close buddies, you didn¡¯t eat them too seldom, did you?¡± Chen Cheng shook his head with a smile, ¡°Mr. Jin, your memory is really something.¡± ¡°Ah, I¡¯m old now, all that¡¯s left are these memories,¡± Jin Baogen sighed, then changed the subject, ¡°The times belong to you young people now!¡± The two were enjoying their conversation, and the climax part of the comedy skit on stage reached its peak, with the audience¡¯s laughter and applause rising and falling in succession. Chen Cheng seized the opportunity to ask, ¡°Mr. Jin, I wanted to inquire about someone from you, is that okay?¡± ¡°Go ahead.¡± ¡°Xia Yubing.¡± Chen Cheng paused for a moment and tested the waters, asking, ¡°Do you know her?¡± Jin Baogen rolled the name around in his mouth three times and eventually shook his head, ¡°I don¡¯t know her.¡± Chen Cheng couldn¡¯t help but feel puzzled, but seeing Jin Baogen¡¯s expression was genuine, he let it go. ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡± Jin Baogen asked with concern, ¡°Is there an issue?¡± Chen Cheng smiled and shook his head, ¡°Nothing much. Wasn¡¯t I going to Beijing credit company for some business today? She mentioned the bird you were raising.¡± ¡°How old is she?¡± Jin Baogen asked again. ¡°She must be around thirty-three or thirty-four,¡± Chen Cheng replied. Jin Baogen pondered for a moment but still shook his head, ¡°I do know quite a few people from the Beijing credit company, but I¡¯ve never heard the name Xia Yubing.¡± ¡°No worries, it was just a casual question,¡± Chen Cheng said with a smile. Mr. Jin then questioned, ¡°Did you go to the bank to make a transfer to pay off debt?¡± ¡°Not yet, the debt has been paid off,¡± Chen Cheng replied: ¡°I went there to apply for a loan.¡± ¡°Oh? What loan?¡± Chen Cheng answered, ¡°A startup loan.¡± ¡°Mr. Chen is starting a business?¡± ¡°I rented a place in Zhongguancun, planning to give it a try.¡± Chen Cheng said calmly. Jin Baogen nodded in agreement, ¡°Young people should have the spirit to venture! Although working for others is stable, if you want to make a fortune, you still have to be your own boss.¡± ¡°Actually, I have another reason for the loan.¡± Chen Cheng hesitated slightly, then spoke straightforwardly, ¡°Mr. Jin, I want to discuss something with you regarding Wanbao Hall.¡± Jin Baogen raised his hand, ¡°Go ahead.¡± ¡°When my grandfather sold Wanbao Hall to you for 2 million, now I want to buy it back. How much are you planning to ask for?¡± Chen Cheng asked directly. ¡°2 million.¡± Jin Baogen didn¡¯t even think about it and replied straightaway. Chen Cheng looked at the old man before him with gratitude and continued, ¡°Mr. Jin, my company has just started, and it¡¯s quite difficult for me to come up with 2 million all at once.¡± ¡°You want to pay in installments?¡± Jin Baogen took a sip of his tea and prompted the conversation. Chen Cheng had already roughly calculated on the way here, with a loan of 3 million, after a month, he would have nearly 13 million in his capital pool. However, paying in installments was not Chen Cheng¡¯s first choice. ¡°Mr. Jin, would a banker¡¯s acceptance bill work?¡± Chen Cheng asked again, ¡°A six-month banker¡¯s acceptance bill, payable upon maturity.¡± Jin Baogen burst out laughing, ¡°You little rascal, so cunning!¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, I really have no other choice.¡± Chen Cheng gave an embarrassed smile, assuring him, ¡°But rest assured, it¡¯s a genuine banker¡¯s acceptance bill.¡± Jin Baogen took out a key from his pocket and solemnly placed it on the table. ¡°Mr. Chen, here¡¯s the key to Wanbao Hall.¡± His eyes were piercing as he looked at Chen Cheng, ¡°Take it, when you¡¯re free, just give me the banker¡¯s acceptance bill.¡± Chen Cheng was overjoyed inside, ¡°Mr. Jin, this...¡± ¡°Doing business, we value righteousness. Since you have this intention, I¡¯m naturally willing to give you a hand.¡± Jin Baogen interrupted him, ¡°Plus, I¡¯ve started a business myself. I know how important cash flow is to a company that¡¯s just getting started. You¡¯re using a banker¡¯s acceptance bill for payment, I¡¯m not losing a dime, but the sentiment is worth that much more.¡± Chen Cheng was deeply moved as he looked at the key close at hand, yet he hesitated to take it. ¡°Mr. Jin, as you said, this is a business transaction. I can¡¯t just take the goods without paying.¡± Chen Cheng, firmly and resolutely said, ¡°I¡¯ll come back for the key after I get the banker¡¯s acceptance bill.¡± ¡°Ha ha ha, Mr. Chen, you¡¯re playing the long game!¡± ¡°That¡¯s what you taught me last time! Give and take, isn¡¯t that how relationships naturally build?¡± ¡°Mr. Chen, you conduct business with the same style as your grandfather did,¡± Jin Baogen praised, ¡°Alright, then I¡¯ll wait for you to come to me with the banker¡¯s acceptance bill.¡± The two men shared a smile, and, substituting tea for wine, they sealed the wordless agreement. ¡°Go listen to crosstalk.¡± Jin Baogen set down his cup and said, ¡°Listen more, for a good laugh.¡± ¡°Sure.¡± When Chen Cheng left Sanqing Garden, it was almost dark. After saying goodbye to Jin Baogen, he also got into his own car. And the panel in his mind also refreshed as he was listening to the crosstalk during the ride. [Current funds: 3,106,008.48] [Expenses: 4,470.6/1,000,000] [Current interest rate: 5%] Chen Cheng gripped the steering wheel tightly, his heart swelling with emotion. ¡°Time to hit up Beijing issuing to rake it in, the good times are coming!¡± He started the car and thought as he drove, ¡°I¡¯m going to get 150,000 in interest tonight, how should I spend this money!¡± Just at the thought, Chen Cheng couldn¡¯t help but start laughing. Shaking his head, he thought, ¡°There¡¯s no way to spend it all, absolutely no way to spend it all!¡± Chapter 22 - 22 22 Meat Bomb Assault ?Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Meat Bomb Assault Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Meat Bomb Assault Back at Big Willow Tree, Chen Cheng parked his car, humming cheerfully, and casually walked towards the Fennel Noodle House. Business wasn¡¯t great at the noodle house in the evenings. A few years ago, when food delivery wasn¡¯t popular, Xiao Meier could still receive dinner orders from the nearby Jilang Internet Cafe around this time. But now, whether it¡¯s the food delivery or meal packages provided by the internet cafes, they¡¯ve greatly impacted the noodle house. After the last customer finished their noodles, Xiao Meier started cleaning, a frown quickly forming on her face. When she saw Chen Cheng come back, she immediately put on a smiling face and asked, ¡°Haven¡¯t eaten yet, right?¡± Chen Cheng responded with a smile: ¡°I specifically saved my appetite just for here!¡± He then helped by wiping down the tables in tacit agreement. ¡°We¡¯re having fatty intestine rice bowl tonight.¡± Xiao Meier cleared the bowls into the sink while ladling out the stewed, tender intestines from the pot onto rice, and didn¡¯t forget to ask with concern, ¡°Is your back better now?¡± Chen Cheng, seated at the table, replied, ¡°It¡¯s all better; your Red Flower Oil is better than going to a bonesetter! It was all good after just one night.¡± Two bowls of braised fatty intestine rice bowls were served. ¡°Has the bed from IKEA been delivered?¡± Chen Cheng asked while eating. ¡°It¡¯s already set up, but...¡± A hint of difficulty crossed Xiao Meier¡¯s face. Chen Cheng looked up, noticing her expression, and asked, ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± ¡°We didn¡¯t pay attention to the size when we bought it.¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t fit?¡± Chen Cheng asked again. Xiao Meier responded with a resigned tone, ¡°Go up and take a look later!¡± Chen Cheng polished off his meal cleanly, wiped his mouth, and went upstairs. In the narrow attic, two single beds were placed side by side and the cabinet in the middle had been moved away, making it look like a standard hotel room. And the bedside table that Xiao Meier had taken a liking to and paid extra for, was placed in between the two beds. Following Chen Cheng upstairs, she said, ¡°I had the installer try several times; it just wouldn¡¯t fit, so we had to leave it like this.¡± Chen Cheng turned around, his eyes inadvertently sweeping over her full figure wrapped in a T-shirt, the tender flesh along its edges seemingly ready to spill out. ¡°Loft turned into a twin room, I suppose I should pay some lodging fee, eh?¡± A single remark from Chen Cheng diffused the awkwardness. Xiao Meier laughed and hit Chen Cheng playfully, ¡°You and your jokes~!¡± The two of them went upstairs, each taking a separate bed. Xiao Meier looked down at her toes, asking hesitantly, ¡°Xiao Cheng, is it convenient for you to live like this?¡± Chen Cheng joined in, ¡°I¡¯m fine with it. And you?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t think it¡¯s too bad either,¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s voice was as faint as a mosquito¡¯s, ¡°So we¡¯ll keep it this way?¡± ¡°No problem.¡± Chen Cheng stood up, ¡°Let¡¯s go, it¡¯s time to set up our stall.¡± ¡°Li Dinger came by today; he said they¡¯re cleaning up the market and not allowing street vending,¡± Xiao Meier said with helplessness on her face. Li Dinger, whose real name is Ding Chaohui. Dacheng, Shu Biao, Li Dinger, and Xia Bao used to watch Young and Dangerous in the video parlors in their youth, and like the characters in the movies, they picked their own nicknames. But the name Li Dinger was settled upon by the four of them back in their Denghua Middle School days during a restroom break. To the outside world, they still claimed to be the Willow Tree Four Tigers. However, Ding Chaohui was somewhat lucky, having taken over his father¡¯s role, and now works in the local office, with prospects of getting a vice-chief position by the end of the year. Hearing this, Chen Cheng approached Xiao Meier and asked, ¡°Is there a new policy now?¡± Xiao Meier nodded, ¡°We¡¯ll have to think of something else. Without vending, that¡¯s two to three hundred less a day, five or six thousand a month.¡± ¡°Then let¡¯s not set up the stall,¡± Chen Cheng said with a smile. ¡°Let¡¯s properly plan for the reopening of Wanbao Hall.¡± Xiao Meier looked up, ¡°But we still don¡¯t have enough money!¡± Chen Cheng sat down beside Xiao Meier, ¡°Meier, I went to see Jin Baogen today.¡± ¡°How did he respond?¡± ¡°I reached an agreement with him.¡± Chen Cheng didn¡¯t mention the issue with the draft, only saying, ¡°He agreed to give me the keys first, and I will pay him back the money for the shop in six months.¡± Xiao Meier excitedly grabbed Chen Cheng¡¯s arm and said, ¡°Really? Is that true? Xiao Cheng!¡± She asked twice in a row. Chen Cheng smiled and nodded, ¡°Why would I lie to you?¡± ¡°So you don¡¯t have to rush. As long as Wanbao Hall reopens, you won¡¯t have to set up a stall anymore. We¡¯ll start a business with dignity.¡± He continued, ¡°And we¡¯ll put Xin Chuanji across the street out of business!¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s eyes were filled with anticipation, but she quickly became calm again. ¡°Half a year, two million.¡± She calculated, ¡°That averages to over three hundred thirty thousand a month, more than ten thousand a day!¡± The more Xiao Meier calculated, the more nervous she became. ¡°That¡¯s not even counting utilities, raw material costs, labor,¡± she continued, ¡°as well as the cost of refurbishment and the expenses for the grand opening promotion. Can we really earn that much money in such a short period of time?¡± ¡°That¡¯s not the first thing we need to think about.¡± Xiao Meier asked with confusion, ¡°What is it then?¡± ¡°Tomorrow I¡¯ll go see Li Dinger to ask about the change in our business scope.¡± Chen Cheng said, ¡°After I get that sorted, I¡¯ll give you a call.¡± ¡°Okay.¡± ¡°We should buy a couple of suits to look presentable,¡± Chen Cheng added. Xiao Meier blinked, ¡°Buying clothes?¡± ¡°Yeah, you¡¯re going to be the new lady boss of Wanbao Hall. Shouldn¡¯t you look dignified and pretty?¡± Chen Cheng said off the cuff. But Xiao Meier took it to heart. Seeing her bow her head, Chen Cheng quickly said, ¡°Boss, boss.¡± ¡°And what about you?¡± Xiao Meier looked up at Chen Cheng, a spark of passion in her eyes. Chen Cheng laughed, ¡°I¡¯m your landlord!¡± ¡°Then give me the rent,¡± Xiao Meier knew Chen Cheng was teasing her, she stood up and wanted to leave, ¡°We need to settle our accounts clearly between us.¡± Chen Cheng reached out to grab Xiao Meier and pulled her over in one fluid motion. Xiao Meier was caught off guard. She lost her balance and involuntarily fell toward Chen Cheng. In a flash, she fell into Chen Cheng¡¯s arms. ¡°Stop it!¡± Xiao Meier quickly stood up, her face flushed, ¡°No more jokes like that! Go wash up and sleep!¡± Chen Cheng was still reeling from the impact, ¡°Just going to sleep now, isn¡¯t it a bit early?¡± ¡°I¡¯m tired!¡± ... Lying in his newly purchased bed, Chen Cheng couldn¡¯t fall asleep. With no wardrobe to hide her, Xiao Meier¡¯s sleeping figure was laid bare just as on their first night together. She lay with her back to Chen Cheng, her voluptuous figure even more enchanting in the moonlight. One leg was stretched out straight, while the other was slightly bent, resting on top. From time to time, one could see her delicate little foot twitching cutely, irresistibly adorable and oozing with allure. [Interest settled for today] [You have received 155,300.42 yuan] [Current funds: 3,261,308.9 yuan] [Current interest rate: 5%] The expected interest did not surprise Chen Cheng; instead, it was the exquisite silhouette before him that kept him from sleep. ¡°To watch like this day after day is real torment!¡± Chapter 23 - 23 23 Li Dingers Help ?Chapter 23: Chapter 23 Li Dinger¡¯s Help Chapter 23: Chapter 23 Li Dinger¡¯s Help The next day, outside the Haidian Business Administration. Chen Cheng, standing on the roadside, watched the bustling street and yawned twice in succession. Just as he was about to yawn for the third time, he felt a light kick to his rear. He turned around quickly to see Ding Chaohui in uniform, a playful smile on his lips. Chen Cheng cursed jokingly, ¡°Damn it, if not for that uniform you¡¯re wearing, I¡¯d have kicked you to East Straight Gate for a stroll!¡± Ding Chaohui was the same age as Chen Cheng, just a week younger. Slim of build, he touched his cap brim with a smile, ¡°Did you pull an all-nighter?¡± ¡°Nope.¡± ¡°Then why do you look like you¡¯re still half asleep?¡± Ding Chaohui pulled out a cigarette and offered it to Chen Cheng, ¡°I heard that you, lad, have been quite the Casanova lately! Did you sleep with Xiao Meier?¡± ¡°You¡¯re saying I¡¯ve been with Xiao Meier, so what would I need sleep for? I should be burning the midnight oil with her, shouldn¡¯t I?¡± Ding Chaohui took out his lighter, ¡°Bullshit! For real?¡± ¡°Deceiving you, you¡¯d be my son.¡± ¡°I...¡± Before Ding Chaohui could react, Chen Cheng continued, ¡°Ding Er, I¡¯m here today for some serious business.¡± ¡°For serious stuff, go inside and take a number.¡± Ding Chaohui lit his cigarette. ¡°Ding Ke! No, Ding Suo! With our kind of relationship, I still need to take a number? Wouldn¡¯t that be a slap in the face to Chief Ding?¡± Chen Cheng said with a smile. Ding Chaohui took a drag and asked again, ¡°Did you really sleep with Xiao Meier?¡± ¡°Did it, totally did! We¡¯re both vigorous young men, prime of our youth. Once we met, it was like dry tinder meeting a flaming torch, sparks hitting the earth. If I didn¡¯t, would I not be a eunuch?¡± ¡°Fine, go take a number in the hall!¡± Ding Chaohui turned around. Chen Cheng grabbed him, ¡°I¡¯m serious about something!¡± ¡°Speak.¡± ¡°How much trouble is it to expand Wanbao Hall¡¯s business scope?¡± Chen Cheng asked. Ding Chaohui frowned deeply, ¡°Didn¡¯t your grandad sell it off? Why are you asking about this?¡± ¡°I¡¯m buying it back! Isn¡¯t that why I¡¯m here waiting for you early in the morning?¡± ¡°Buying? When did you strike it rich? Win the lottery?¡± Chen Cheng chuckled, ¡°Don¡¯t worry about how I¡¯m buying it, just tell me if the procedure is going to be troublesome.¡± ¡°What do you want to do?¡± ¡°Turn it into a restaurant.¡± Ding Chaohui took a hard drag on his cigarette, with smoke wreathing his face. ¡°Seriously? You just used this promise to trick Xiao Meier into your hands?¡± he asked incredulously. ¡°It¡¯s not just a promise, it¡¯s about to happen!¡± Ding Chaohui thought for a moment, ¡°If you want to open a restaurant, you can¡¯t just come to us in business administration; you need to talk to the food and drug authorities too.¡± ¡°See, I told you it¡¯s good to know the right people! There, you¡¯ve already shown me the way.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t try to butter me up here,¡± Ding Chaohui gave Chen Cheng a glare and continued, ¡°But on the other hand, it is true that expanding the business scope requires some procedures and approvals. But if you really plan to turn Wanbao Hall into a restaurant, how could I not help?¡± ¡°That¡¯s great, I was waiting for you to say that!¡± ¡°But don¡¯t get too excited just yet; things still need to follow due process. You need to prepare all the relevant materials, including a new business plan, hygiene permits, fire safety certificates, and so on.¡± Ding Chaohui advised. Chen Cheng immediately asked, ¡°Do you have any connections?¡± ¡°When are you free?¡± ¡°Anytime.¡± Chen Cheng replied, ¡°Except for today.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll set up a meeting first; when everyone¡¯s gathered, I¡¯ll call you.¡± Ding Chaohui stubbed out his cigarette, ¡°Anything else?¡± Chen Cheng answered, ¡°Yes!¡± ¡°Speak.¡± Snap. Chen Cheng returned the kick with a swift roundhouse, ¡°Thanks for the trouble, Ding Suo.¡± ¡°Shit!¡± Ding Zhaohui cursed with a smile, ¡°I just don¡¯t get it! Are you blind, Meier sis? Fancying this tacky glass marble of a guy!¡± ¡°Can¡¯t help it, who told you brother is so charming?¡± Chen Cheng flipped his hair with flair. ¡°And you¡¯re opening a restaurant? Give you some color and you¡¯ll open a dye workshop, right?¡± Chen Cheng returned the cigarette he had just taken out, ¡°Offering Buddha¡¯s flowers borrowed from someone else.¡± ¡°Quit?¡± Chen Cheng joked, ¡°She doesn¡¯t like the smell of smoke on me. I still have things to do when I get back!¡± ¡°I¡¯m so fucking...¡± Ding Zhaohui was so annoyed he was itching to bite something, ¡°Alright, alright! You just wait!¡± Chen Cheng waved his hand, ¡°Waiting for your call~¡± ¡°I got it!¡± Ding Zhaohui watched Chen Cheng¡¯s departing silhouette, shaking his head, ¡°This bastard, really struck by dog-shit luck!¡± Half an hour later, Chen Cheng returned to the noodle shop. ¡°Back so soon?¡± Xiao Meier was still picking noodles, ¡°No queueing at the office today?¡± Chen Cheng took a bowl out of the sterilizer, half-joking, ¡°Queue? Why queue when I call Li Dinger? Wouldn¡¯t he scurry out to meet me?¡± Xiao Meier couldn¡¯t help but laugh, ¡°So what did he say?¡± ¡°No problem, he¡¯ll take care of it for us,¡± Chen Cheng took a bowl of soy milk, ¡°And then he¡¯ll help us schedule a meeting with the food and drug supervision, get all these procedures done.¡± ¡°That¡¯s really great!¡± Xiao Meier pondered for a moment, ¡°Since Li Dinger has helped us so much, shouldn¡¯t we invite him to a meal?¡± ¡°Sure, let him pick up the tab,¡± Chen Cheng said with a smile, ¡°He¡¯s got a secure job, we¡¯re just common folk, no need to spend that unnecessary money.¡± ¡°You~!¡± Chen Cheng checked the time, ¡°Let¡¯s close up shop later! We¡¯ll go for a walk and eat out for lunch.¡± ¡°I¡¯ve only been open for two hours, not closing,¡± Xiao Meier didn¡¯t want to go shopping for clothes, thinking that would be a waste of money. ¡°Then stay open for a bit longer. I¡¯ll help you.¡± With that, Chen Cheng rolled up his sleeves and went over to the sink. ¡°Leave it, why are you washing? It¡¯s too oily!¡± Xiao Meier said with concern. ¡°I¡¯m free anyway. Also, constantly using detergent isn¡¯t good for your hands, when our store opens we need to hire a couple of dishwashers.¡± Xiao Meier felt a warm current in her heart, and unconsciously, a gentle smile appeared on her face. Chen Cheng really did as he said. One person cooked noodles, the other washed dishes, they looked quite harmonious. In the end, Xiao Meier, afraid that Chen Cheng was getting tired, closed the noodle shop just after 10 a.m. ¡°I¡¯ll go upstairs to change clothes,¡± Xiao Meier wiped her hands and asked, ¡°Where shall we buy clothes?¡± Chen Cheng sat downstairs, ¡°Don¡¯t ask.¡± ¡°Now you¡¯re playing mystery!¡± Xiao Meier laid down a rule in advance: ¡°Let¡¯s agree beforehand, I won¡¯t buy if it¡¯s too expensive.¡± ¡°How much is too much?¡± She thought for a moment, ¡°For a summer T-shirt, a few dozen yuan is enough.¡± ¡°Okay.¡± Chen Cheng looked at her frugality, ¡°I¡¯ll pay the extra.¡± ¡°What... ¡®You¡¯ll pay¡¯?¡± When Xiao Meier changed her clothes, the two got into the car. Chen Cheng asked, ¡°What do you feel like eating for lunch?¡± ¡°If you ask me, we might as well eat at the restaurant before going out, it¡¯s so expensive outside.¡± ¡°My dear Meier sis! Money is endless!¡± Chen Cheng started the car, ¡°Besides, I¡¯ve mooched food and drink at your place for three days now, taking you out for a meal isn¡¯t too much, is it?¡± Xiao Meier was amused by his words, ¡°Then what do you plan to treat me to?¡± ¡°Chinese, Western, dry, soupy, whatever you want!¡± Xiao Meier replied, ¡°Soupy? Does that mean congee? That¡¯s cheap!¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s smile curled at the corner of his mouth, ¡°You made the choice yourself! No regrets!¡± ¡°No regrets, no regrets,¡± Xiao Meier smoothed her hair and urged, ¡°Let¡¯s go!¡± Chapter 24 - 24 24 Eyes Have Seen Enough ?Chapter 24: Chapter 24 Eyes Have Seen Enough Chapter 24: Chapter 24 Eyes Have Seen Enough The seafood hotpot restaurant near Sanyuan Bridge has been a Black Pearl Restaurant for five consecutive years. When Xiao Meier entered, she looked at the plaque on the wall and the lavish decor inside, timidly tugging on Chen Cheng¡¯s sleeve. ¡°Xiao Cheng, this place isn¡¯t cheap, right? Should we go somewhere else?¡± Chen Cheng smiled faintly, ¡°I said no regrets. Since we are here, let¡¯s eat freely!¡± ¡°No, but it really is kind of expensive~ Xiao Cheng!¡± Chen Cheng grabbed Xiao Meier and pulled her inside. After sitting down, Chen Cheng began to order. ¡°Let¡¯s have a signature dried scallop porridge hotpot and a Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.¡± He said unhurriedly: ¡°Order a pound of prawns, and a seafood platter with treasure crab. Crispy Wansan fish as well.¡± He paused for a moment, ¡°Right, two bowls of orange peel red bean soup. Meier, you must try it.¡± Xiao Meier was sitting at the other end of the table, listening to Chen Cheng ordering while quickly scanning the prices on the menu. When she saw 168, 358, 698, she felt that spending here was simply burning money. ¡°Meier, would you like to order anything else?¡± Xiao Meier didn¡¯t know how to respond and just shook her head. ¡°That will be all for now,¡± Chen Cheng told the waiter. ¡°Alright, sir. Please wait a moment.¡± After the person left, Xiao Meier leaned in and whispered, ¡°Xiao Cheng, this is too expensive! Red bean soup for 38 a bowl?! If you want it, I can cook it for you at home!¡± Chen Cheng smiled calmly, ¡°Don¡¯t rush, just try it first.¡± Xiao Meier was frustrated with Chen Cheng. Now there wasn¡¯t even a hint of a plan, yet he was spending so lavishly, over a thousand yuan gone for a meal. She crossed her arms, fuming, ¡°If you had told me earlier that we were coming here, I wouldn¡¯t have come at all.¡± Chen Cheng looked at her majestic trembling, laughing as he said, ¡°Meier, do you know why I brought you here?¡± ¡°Why? You really have too much money to spend!¡± A bowl of noodles costs Xiao Meier 8 yuan, and this meal was almost equivalent to her week¡¯s revenue. ¡°Are we not supposed to do market research for our restaurant?¡± Chen Cheng asked with a smile. ¡°We are supposed to do research, but that doesn¡¯t mean we should be so wasteful!¡± Chen Cheng shook his head, then asked, ¡°If Wanbao Hall reopens, who will be our biggest competitor?¡± Xiao Meier furrowed her brows, ¡°The Big Willow Tree Sichuan restaurant, Xin Chuanji.¡± ¡°That¡¯s right, Xin Chuanji has thirty tables altogether, including twelve private rooms.¡± Chen Cheng spoke slowly, ¡°I¡¯ve estimated these days, renovating Wanbao Hall, we can only fit eight tables, and one private room.¡± Xiao Meier stared intently at Chen Cheng, only to hear him continue: ¡°In terms of volume, we definitely can¡¯t beat Xin Chuanji. So how do we make money, if not by differentiating ourselves?¡± ¡°Differentiation? Isn¡¯t it all Sichuan cuisine?¡± Chen Cheng shook his head, ¡°Our strategy is to go small and exquisite, selling service and quality. Mapo Tofu sold for 28 at Xin Chuanji will have to be 68 here.¡± This idea was beyond Xiao Meier¡¯s understanding. ¡°How much is tofu? How much is minced beef? Will people come if you sell it for 68?¡± she asked, puzzled. ¡°Yes, this city is filled with wealthy people,¡± Chen Cheng confidently said, ¡°As long as our dishes are good enough, our service attentive enough, and the ambiance elegant enough, there will definitely be customers who are willing to pay for this high quality.¡± Xiao Meier was still half-doubting, ¡°But we have a limited budget, how can we afford such a place?¡± Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°That¡¯s exactly why we¡¯re here. Why has Zhen Zi Wei Seafood Hotpot Restaurant been awarded the Black Pearl Restaurant honor for five consecutive years? It¡¯s because they¡¯ve found their niche and stuck to it.¡± ¡°They¡¯re not just providing a meal, but a lifestyle and a sense of enjoyment. Although we can¡¯t do it as large scale as they do, we can learn from their philosophy and interpret it in our own way,¡± he continued. Xiao Meier began to understand Chen Cheng¡¯s point, ¡°Are you saying that Wanbao Hall needs to aim high and be distinctive?¡± ¡°Yes, exactly.¡± Chen Cheng nodded, ¡°For example, the red bean paste you can make could become a special dessert in our restaurant. However, we will choose Xinhui Mandarin peels and the best red beans. We need to create enough buzz to ensure the customers feel they are getting more than their money¡¯s worth.¡± Xiao Meier had run a noodle shop for twelve years and had never thought that business could be done this way. ¡°Can this really work?¡± ¡°Do you not trust me, or do you not trust yourself?¡± Chen Cheng asked with a smile. He watched as Xiao Meier hesitated, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, sister E. I¡¯m here!¡± As soon as he finished speaking, the food Chen Cheng had ordered began arriving at the table. Xiao Meier was amazed by the exotic delicacies on the table. ¡°Sir, would you like me to peel the shrimp for you?¡± the waiter asked, wearing gloves and pointing at the prawns. Chen Cheng nodded, ¡°Yes, please. Thank you.¡± ¡°It¡¯s my pleasure to serve you.¡± Xiao Meier had never experienced such service nor had she eaten such expensive food. The moment the crispy shrimp exploded in her mouth, it seemed like she had found the meaning of life. ¡°Xiao Cheng, this is so springy!¡± Chen Cheng laughed as he placed the shrimp meat into Xiao Meier¡¯s bowl, ¡°Sister E, see, this is quality, this is service. Customers are willing to pay more for this kind of experience.¡± As Xiao Meier slowly savored the delicious shrimp, she nodded frequently, ¡°You¡¯re right, I really didn¡¯t realize this before.¡± ¡°So, when Wanbao Hall reopens, we need to upgrade everything from ingredients, flavor, environment, to service.¡± Chen Cheng continued to explain, ¡°We must select the finest ingredients, the flavor must be authentic yet unique, the environment must be elegant and comfortable, and the service must be attentive and meticulous. This is how we can stand out in this highly competitive market.¡± Xiao Meier felt her doubts gradually clearing up as Chen Cheng explained, ¡°Now I understand, we¡¯re going for a high-end approach. While the investment might be larger, the returns will be higher too.¡± ¡°Right, otherwise, how could I possibly repay the two million to Jin Baogen in just six months?¡± Chen Cheng said with a laugh. Xiao Meier took a deep breath, ¡°I get it now! Xiao Cheng, you really are full of great ideas!¡± Chen Cheng scooped some seafood porridge for Xiao Meier, ¡°Sister E, the runny kind you wanted.¡± ¡°You¡¯re still teasing me!¡± Xiao Meier blushed, ¡°If you had told me we were going to such a fancy place, I would have dressed more nicely!¡± Chen Cheng looked at her plain colored dress, simple in style, not a designer brand. But on Xiao Meier, there was a clear and visible beauty. ¡°No, absolutely not.¡± ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± ¡°You¡¯re already beautiful enough as it is. If you were any more stunning, my eyes would be full and I wouldn¡¯t be able to eat!¡± Xiao Meier chuckled, ¡°You always know how to make me happy!¡± ¡°Let¡¯s eat! After we finish, we¡¯ll go shopping for clothes,¡± Chen Cheng said. Xiao Meier looked up, ¡°That¡¯s more money to spend?¡± ¡°We were originally out to buy clothes, right? Eating was just along the way,¡± Chen Cheng replied. Chapter 25 - 25 25 Stuck Sister Eer ?Chapter 25: Chapter 25: Stuck Sister E¡¯er Chapter 25: Chapter 25: Stuck Sister E¡¯er [Spending: 5,970.6/1,000,000] A meal cost 1500 yuan, Chen Cheng looked at the panel in his mind and really felt a bit powerless. But for Xiao Meier, this meal was the most expensive one she had ever had in her life. Back in the car, Xiao Meier said with emotion: ¡°Xiao Cheng, today¡¯s meal really was an eye-opener for me. I never thought that catering could be done like this!¡± Chen Cheng was steering the wheel, ¡°These days, there are a lot of rich people. As long as it suits their taste, price is negotiable.¡± Xiao Meier leaned on the passenger seat, looking longingly into the distance, ¡°Ah! If Wanbao Hall could do half the business of this restaurant, I think it wouldn¡¯t be a problem to earn 2 million in half a year!¡± ¡±It will definitely be possible.¡± Chen Cheng turned to look at her, ¡°I believe in you.¡± Xiao Meier met Chen Cheng¡¯s gaze, ¡°I believe in you too.¡± The Camry drove towards SKP. As today¡¯s highlight, buying Xiao Meier those two pieces of clothing, Chen Cheng was still looking forward to it. When they arrived at the mall, Chen Cheng led her straight to the 4th floor. Brands like Fendi, Burberry, Celine, LV, and other luxury goods became the shackles on Xiao Meier¡¯s feet. When she saw Chen Cheng about to lead her into Valentino, she quickly grabbed him, looking at the upscale storefront. ¡°Xiao Cheng! I¡¯m serious! The clothes here are too expensive, they¡¯re not suitable for me!¡± Xiao Meier wanted to buy something for just tens of yuan. Compared to these brands that cost tens of thousands, she was not willing to spend the money. ¡°How could the clothes not fit? I think Erjie looks good in anything,¡± Chen Cheng insisted. Xiao Meier shook her head like a rattle-drum. It wasn¡¯t that she didn¡¯t want these things that all girls liked. But with her current income level, even if she wore luxury goods, she would feel like she was covered in thorns, not fitting in. ¡°It¡¯s really too expensive! Besides, even if I open a restaurant, I¡¯ll be cooking in the kitchen.¡± Yearning showed in Xiao Meier¡¯s eyes, ¡°Wearing these would be such a waste.¡± Chen Cheng saw the fear in her heart. Ordinary people coming to this kind of place would feel a bit intimidated. Any random item inside could be several months of their salary. ¡°Xiao Cheng, let¡¯s come back after we¡¯ve made money, okay?¡± Xiao Meier said word by word, holding onto Chen Cheng¡¯s arm, ¡°I really don¡¯t want to go in now.¡± ¡±Shopping is about being happy,¡± Chen Cheng didn¡¯t force her, ¡°Shall we look on the lower floor?¡± ¡±Mm-hmm! I will definitely buy something on the lower floor!¡± The two went back down to the third floor. Chen Cheng glanced around and brought Xiao Meier to the Gesili boutique. ¡°This store... seems a bit pricey too!¡± Xiao Meier picked up a color-blocked dress, glanced at the tag, 2300. She hurriedly put it back. ¡°We agreed, you only pay a few tens of yuan, I¡¯ll cover the rest,¡± Chen Cheng said as he handed the dress back to Xiao Meier, ¡°Try it on.¡± Xiao Meier didn¡¯t agree. Chen Cheng said with a smile, ¡°You said just three minutes ago that you would definitely buy something.¡± Xiao Meier pursed her lips, ¡°Then I¡¯ll try it. If I don¡¯t think it looks good, I won¡¯t buy it.¡± ¡±Alright.¡± Xiao Meier took the new clothes into the fitting room, while Chen Cheng waited outside. In a short while, Xiao Meier came out of the fitting room, wearing the dress and standing in front of Chen Cheng. Her originally plain image was completely transformed by the color-blocked dress. The top half was a V-neck blazer style, elegant and capable. Her lower half was in a very unique skirt, primarily in beige with dark stripes as accents, giving a sense of layers and also very fashionable. In the middle was a delicate rhinestone belt, elongating Xiao Meier¡¯s leg line, making her already impressive features even more evident. Chen Cheng¡¯s eyes lit up, ¡°Erjie, you look so beautiful in this outfit! You exude an intelligent beauty!¡± Xiao Meier looked at herself in the mirror, her hands carefully smoothing the clothes over her body, very much liking it. She had never tried this kind of attire before, but now, she realized that she too could look radiantly stunning. However, when she thought of the price tag, she hesitated. ¡°I don¡¯t think it looks good,¡± she muttered. ¡°Forget it, it¡¯s not suitable. I¡¯m going to go change.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t¡ª¡± Before Chen Cheng could finish his sentence, Xiao Meier had returned to the fitting room. Chen Cheng sighed helplessly and thought to himself: ¡°Sister Meier is great in every aspect, but just too frugal.¡± Time passed by, second by second. Xiao Meier stayed in the fitting room for a full ten minutes without coming out. ¡°Sister Meier, are you done?¡± Chen Cheng asked softly at the door. ¡°Xiao Cheng, I can¡¯t take it off,¡± Xiao Meier said anxiously. Chen Cheng was taken aback, ¡°What?¡± The door of the fitting room opened a small crack and Xiao Meier¡¯s half face appeared, ¡°Quick, help me.¡± Chen Cheng looked back at the not-too-distant sale, steeled his heart, and squeezed in. After entering, he realized that the zipper of the dress was stuck at Xiao Meier¡¯s waist. Her back was covered in fine beads of sweat, trickling down her spine and dampening her clothes. Chen Cheng quickly went behind Xiao Meier and started to carefully work on the zipper. His fingertips touched her skin ever so lightly, even through a thin layer of silk, he could feel the heat emanating from her body, and her body trembling slightly with nervousness. ¡°Don¡¯t panic, I¡¯ll slowly help you with it.¡± Xiao Meier made a noise of acknowledgment, reaching to gather her long hair from the back of her head to the front, ¡°Is my hair stuck in it?¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s heartbeat raced with that flip of hair. A black strap stood out starkly against her fair back, and the transparent shoulder straps wrapped around her shoulders left two light red marks, igniting the imagination. ¡°No... no,¡± Chen Cheng turned away his gaze, swallowing hard. ¡°Hurry up!¡± ¡°Okay!¡± Chen Cheng tried moving the zipper up and down but it kept getting stuck at the same spot every time. ¡°Sister Meier, what if...¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°What if I tug it downward?¡± Chen Cheng asked tentatively, ¡°It really won¡¯t budge.¡± ¡°Be gentle! It¡¯s over two thousand, don¡¯t break it!¡± Xiao Meier said nervously. With a gentle tug from Chen Cheng, the hem of the dress suddenly fell to the floor, piling up on Xiao Meier¡¯s feet. ¡°Phew¡ª down it goes!¡± he exhaled a long breath. But the next moment, he sensed something was off. She was only an arm¡¯s length away, and even though she was still covered by her underwear and panties, her voluptuous figure was close at hand. Xiao Meier was about to thank him, but then saw the garment on the floor, whipped around, and her eyes were almost brimming with urgency. ¡°You¡¯re still looking?!¡± Chen Cheng glanced again, then covered his eyes with his hand, ¡°I really didn¡¯t see anything!¡± Bang! The fitting room door was shut again, and Chen Cheng, standing outside, murmured, ¡°It wasn¡¯t a set.¡± ¡°Sir, are you both satisfied with the try-ons?¡± The sale came forward and looked at Chen Cheng with a meaningful expression. Chen Cheng replied with an awkward smile: ¡°Please make the bill for that item.¡± ¡°Very well, sir.¡± Chapter 26 - 26 26 So Rich from Making Loans ?Chapter 26: Chapter 26 So Rich from Making Loans Chapter 26: Chapter 26 So Rich from Making Loans Emerging from Gesili, Chen Cheng double-checked the data on the dashboard. [Current Funds: 3,257,508.9 RMB] [Spending: 8,270.6/1,000,000] Despite having spent nearly 4,000 in just half a day, for Chen Cheng, it felt as if nothing had changed. Xiao Meier carried her shopping bags, her heart aflutter as she walked on. The moment in the fitting room when Chen Cheng had accidentally seen her naked was both embarrassing and oddly thrilling, as if a seed had taken root quietly in her heart. She stealthily glanced at Chen Cheng from time to time, hoping to catch even the slightest clue or subtle change in his expression. However, Chen Cheng looked as calm and composed as if nothing had happened. ¡°Did he really not see anything? Impossible, we were so close...¡± ¡°Maybe he¡¯s pretending not to care so as not to embarrass me?¡± ¡°Ah, what should I do now?¡± These thoughts raced through Xiao Meier¡¯s mind. ¡°Uh... Xiao Cheng,¡± she finally mustered the courage to break the silence. Chen Cheng lowered his head to look at Xiao Meier, and at that moment, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a familiar figure¡ªXia Yubing. Surprisingly, during work hours, she wasn¡¯t in her Beijing Banking Corporation uniform but dressed in eye-catching Chanel style. Holding seven or eight LV shopping bags in her hand, and the crossbody bag slung over her arm was unmistakably authentic. Seeing this, Chen Cheng couldn¡¯t help but express the same confusion as Liu Ying: ¡°A credit officer from a commercial bank, how can she be this wealthy?¡± After Xiao Meier finished speaking, she saw Chen Cheng suddenly become distracted and asked curiously, ¡°Xiao Cheng, what¡¯s wrong? Did I say something incorrect?¡± Chen Cheng was surprised for a few seconds and, although he didn¡¯t catch exactly what Xiao Meier had just said, he still nodded, ¡°Right, how could sister Er make a mistake?¡± Xiao Meier, hearing this, instantly beamed with joy: ¡°Hahaha, I knew it would be fine!¡± Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°Let¡¯s go. I still need to find Shu Biao.¡± ¡°Okay!¡± ... After dropping off Xiao Meier at the noodle shop, Chen Cheng drove to Feng Biao¡¯s car dealership. ¡°Biao, I need to borrow a car,¡± Chen Cheng said as soon as he stepped into Feng Biao¡¯s office. Feng Biao, having just woken up from a nap, rubbed his eyes, ¡°What kind of car?¡± Chen Cheng pondered for a moment, ¡°Porsche. Got one? Macan, Pamei, 718, anything works!¡± Feng Biao lit a cigarette, ¡°Sure, what do you need to rent a car for? Picking up girls?¡± ¡°What pickup? I¡¯ve got a deal to talk,¡± Chen Cheng sat down, ¡°I definitely need to keep up appearances! Can¡¯t go in my old Camry, can I?¡± Feng Biao couldn¡¯t help but laugh upon hearing Chen Cheng, ¡°Haha, you¡¯ve started to care about face now!¡± After thinking for a while, ¡°Pamei then! You are doing business after all, driving a sports car wouldn¡¯t be appropriate.¡± Chen Cheng wasn¡¯t picky, ¡°How much?¡± ¡°How long do you need it for?¡± ¡°Just for tonight.¡± Feng Biao said with a smile, ¡°Then what money do we talk about? Just fill up the tank and return it.¡± With that, he made a phone call, ¡°Xiao Li, bring over the keys for the Pamei in the garage.¡± Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°Next time let¡¯s get a drink, call up Li Dinger and Xia Bao too.¡± ¡°As you mention it, I do have something to discuss with Li Dinger!¡± Feng Biao continued, ¡°I really need to see him!¡± Xiao Li brought in the keys. Chen Cheng took the keys, ¡°Alright, you guys set a time and tell me where, I¡¯ll foot the bill.¡± Feng Biao lit a cigarette, flipping through Ding Er¡¯s contact, and said without looking up, ¡°Drive safe!¡± After retrieving the car, Chen Cheng sent a message to Tong Jialu. ¡°Manager Tong, are you free tonight? I¡¯d like to invite you to a casual dinner.¡± As soon as the message was sent, he began browsing through Tong Jialu¡¯s social media moments. Like many young girls, Tong Jialu¡¯s moments were filled with snippets of life. Through the photos and texts she shared, Chen Cheng could glimpse her preferences and personality. She loved to travel, often posting scenic photos of various places; She also enjoyed food, from exquisite French cuisine to street snacks, all could be found in her social media moments; Art, music, and books naturally wouldn¡¯t be absent, as Tong Jialu often visits art exhibitions or concerts, also adding a few lines of insights copied from the internet to her posts. Chen Cheng had been scrolling through her WeChat Moments for almost half a year and came to a conclusion¡ªit was doable. Tong Jialu: Mr. Chen, you needn¡¯t go to such trouble. This is all part of my job. Seeing her reply, Chen Cheng knew there was a chance. Chen Cheng: I¡¯m already on my way to Beijing for the release. Chen Cheng: I¡¯m waiting at the previous intersection of your bank, is that okay with you? [The other party is typing...] Thirty seconds later. Tong Jialu: Fine. Seeing this brief word, Chen Cheng felt confident. He started the Pamei and headed straight for the agreed location, muttering to himself: ¡°Got a handle on it.¡± ... In the afternoon, at 5:30. Chen Cheng stood by the Pamei, looking towards the direction of the release. Before long, Tong Jialu appeared before him. After work, she changed into a light blue dress, revealing two onion-like slender legs. Her long hair casually draped over her back, from afar she seemed refreshingly attractive. Chen Cheng waved his hand, ¡°Manager Tong, over here!¡± Tong Jialu first noticed the Pamei parked by the road, her lips curving into a faint smile. ¡°Mr. Chen, sorry to keep you waiting.¡± She stood still in front of Chen Cheng, ¡°I was held up a bit after getting off work.¡± ¡°I just arrived a short while ago myself.¡± Chen Cheng gallantly opened the car door for her, ¡°Feeling hot? Get in for some air conditioning.¡± ¡°Thank you.¡± Tong Jialu bent slightly and gracefully entered the car, not forgetting to adjust her skirt at the end. Chen Cheng also got into the car. Sitting inside, Tong Jialu surveyed the interior. In her eyes, Chen Cheng was young, wealthy, and handsome¡ªtruly a diamond bachelor. ¡°Manager Tong, I know of a good French restaurant in Beijing.¡± Chen Cheng fastened his seatbelt, ¡°Do you think it suits your taste?¡± Tong Jialu stroked her hair, ¡°I¡¯m fine with anything.¡± She pointed upward, asking, ¡°Mr. Chen, may I use the makeup mirror?¡± ¡°Sure.¡± ¡°Does your wife use this to touch up her makeup?¡± Tong Jialu added, ¡°There are lots of jokes online recently, I don¡¯t want to cause any trouble for you.¡± Chen Cheng smiled and said, ¡°I¡¯m not married yet.¡± ¡°What? How is that possible?¡± Tong Jialu took out her lipstick from her bag, ¡°Such an outstanding entrepreneur like you isn¡¯t married yet?¡± Chen Cheng started the car, ¡°Haven¡¯t met the right person, I guess?¡± He glanced at Tong Jialu in the passenger seat, ¡°Seatbelt.¡± ¡°Oh! Sorry.¡± Tong Jialu quickly twisted around. It was only then that Chen Cheng noticed the clever design of her short skirt¡ªit had a cut-out at the waist. Her pale waist was suddenly exposed. ¡°Eh? How does this work? I¡¯ve never been in a Porsche before.¡± Tong Jialu fiddled with her seatbelt, looking distressed. ¡°Shall I...¡± Chen Cheng motioned as if he was about to help. Tong Jialu nodded. Only then did Chen Cheng unbuckle his seatbelt, leant over, and a hint of jasmine fragrance wafted into his nose. Click! Chen Cheng secured it for her. ¡°Shall we set off now?¡± he asked. Tong Jialu nodded, ¡°Yes, Mr. Chen.¡± ¡°You don¡¯t have to call me Mr. Chen, outside the bank, we¡¯re friends.¡± Chen Cheng gently turned the steering wheel, ¡°Just call me Dacheng.¡± Tong Jialu applied a little more lipstick and turned with a smile, ¡°Then can I call you Brother Cheng, is that okay?¡± ¡°Sure, Xiao Lu.¡± Chapter 27 - 27 27 A 2 Million Commercial Bill ?Chapter 27: Chapter 27 A 2 Million Commercial Bill Chapter 27: Chapter 27 A 2 Million Commercial Bill 95 Donghuamen Street, TRB Forbidden City. As the best scenic view restaurant in all of Beijing, located outside the Eastern Gate of the Forbidden City, it¡¯s only separated from the Imperial Palace by the Moat. The window seats on the second floor are always the hot spot for girls to check in on social media. Chen Cheng chose this place for a very simple reason. Because when browsing through Tong Jialu¡¯s social media timeline, Chen Cheng noticed that of the top nine French restaurants in Beijing, she had visited eight, leaving just this one. And Tong Jialu¡¯s reaction did not disappoint him. As she stepped into the restaurant and saw the table she had been dreaming of, her eyes were filled with excitement. ¡°Brother Cheng! How did you manage to book this spot?¡± Tong Jialu couldn¡¯t contain her thrill, ¡°I¡¯ve been trying to get a reservation for a long time, but could never get one!¡± Chen Cheng smiled and pulled out the chair for her, ¡°If that¡¯s the case, it truly is a loss for this restaurant.¡± ¡°A loss of what?¡± ¡°Missing out on someone as beautiful as Xiao Lu to check in here.¡± Tong Jialu lowered her eyes and a faint smile emerged on her lips, ¡°Thank you.¡± Once the two of them were seated, Chen Cheng was quite generous. He ordered everything prestigious¡ªstar garoupa, M9 wagyu beef, salmon, foie gras, and roasted lobster¡ªa spread of premium dishes. Hearing Chen Cheng¡¯s order, Tong Jialu¡¯s face beamed with pride. ¡°Care for a drink?¡± Chen Cheng asked. Tong Jialu pinched her fingers and tilted her head, ¡°I could have a little.¡± Chen Cheng returned the wine menu to the waiter without even opening it, ¡°Penfolds 389.¡± ¡°Very well, sir,¡± said the waiter. After the waiter left, ¡°I won¡¯t be drinking with you today.¡± ¡°Ah~¡± Tong Jialu dragged out her tone in disappointment. Chen Cheng chuckled, ¡°I¡¯ll drive you home later. It¡¯s not safe for a girl to drink and be out alone.¡± ¡°Brother Cheng, you¡¯re really so considerate~¡± ¡°That¡¯s what a gentleman should do.¡± At that moment, the waiter brought the red wine ordered by Chen Cheng and, after confirming with him, opened the bottle. While they waited for their meal, Tong Jialu said, ¡°Brother Cheng, it¡¯s too extravagant of you.¡± Chen Cheng waved his hand nonchalantly, ¡°Beautiful lady, beautiful view, and exquisite cuisine¡ªthank you, Xiao Lu, for giving me a wonderful evening.¡± Tong Jialu smiled softly, ¡°Brother Cheng, I must say, you do have a way with words that¡¯s quite captivating.¡± ¡°Ah? Do I seem that stern and rigid to you?¡± Chen Cheng asked deliberately. ¡°Yes, you scared me to death!¡± Tong Jialu nodded emphatically, ¡°Especially that time I nearly ran into your Maybach.¡± ¡°Hey, even if you had, it would have been a rear-end collision by me!¡± Chen Cheng said nonchalantly, ¡°Besides, wasn¡¯t that the beginning of us getting to know each other better?¡± With that one line, Tong Jialu¡¯s smile grew even wider. ¡°Brother Cheng, I¡¯m really grateful for you taking me out to dinner tonight.¡± Tong Jialu expressed her appreciation once again. ¡°Xiao Lu, if you thank me again, it will make me, your ¡®brother,¡¯ quite unhappy,¡± Chen Cheng responded half-jokingly. Tong Jialu immediately covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes sparkling with laughter, and mumbled indistinctly, ¡°Okay, I¡¯ll stop talking about it, stop talking about it.¡± Soon enough, the delicately prepared roasted lobster with spicy tomato and hot cheese sauce was served, filling the air with its inviting aroma. Chen Cheng poured wine for Tong Jialu. ¡°Xiao Lu, would you like to take my seat?¡± Chen Cheng offered, ¡°Shall I take a photo for you?¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s hand was already eagerly on her phone. Before her was the splendid and majestic night view of Donghuamen, and on the table was the expensive French cuisine and red wine. The photo would be just perfect! ¡°Wouldn¡¯t that be too much trouble for you?¡± she asked, somewhat embarrassed. Chen Cheng had already stood up, ¡°Come on, let¡¯s see if my camera can capture your smile.¡± They switched places, and Tong Jialu took the seat by the window, with the night view of Donghuamen as her backdrop. Chen Cheng found the perfect angle, capturing the person, door, dishes, and drinks all skillfully in the frame, ¡°Smile.¡± Tong Jialu naturally revealed a smile, and Chen Cheng quickly pressed the shutter button. ¡°Done, take a look. Are you satisfied?¡± Chen Cheng handed the phone back. Tong Jialu took it and covered her mouth in surprise, ¡°Brother Cheng! Are you a photographer? No need for Photoshop! The original photo is perfect!¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s photography skills were honed thanks to his ex-girlfriend, Zhang Qianqian. Thousands of photographs contributed to his expertise. Now, when he recalls that past, he always feels a touch of melancholy. ¡°Xiao Lu is naturally beautiful, definitely no need for beauty filters or Photoshop!¡± He raised his glass of water, ¡°Cheers to the end of a working day.¡± Tong Jialu held her glass with both hands, ¡°Than...¡± She immediately corrected herself, ¡°Wishing Brother Cheng¡¯s business prosperity!¡± The clear sound of clinking glasses echoed in their ears. Tong Jialu ate the delicately prepared lobster, squinting her eyes in delight, ¡°So delicious!¡± ¡°Glad you like it,¡± said Chen Cheng with a smile. Tong Jialu: ¡°Brother Cheng, what do you like to do in your free time?¡± Chen Cheng thought about the content of his social media moments, ¡°Reading! I¡¯m currently reading ¡®To Live¡¯.¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s eyes widened, ¡°You like Yu Lao¡¯s books too?¡± ¡°You like them too?¡± Chen Cheng asked knowingly. ¡°Yes!¡± Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°What a coincidence.¡± ¡°Isn¡¯t it! I rarely meet someone who¡¯s also a fan of Yu Lao¡¯s books!¡± ¡°To live is just for living.¡± Chen Cheng paused, ¡°The small individual, adrift and directionless in the turbulent times, it¡¯s quite thought-provoking.¡± Tong Jialu looked up to him, ¡°Brother Cheng, not only do you have a business mind, but you also have a literary side!¡± ¡°It seems we have a lot of common topics!¡± Chen Cheng took another sip of water. ¡°Yes! I¡¯m so happy today! It¡¯s been a memorable workday!¡± Tong Jialu toasted Chen Cheng again. The two continued to chat, but Chen Cheng kept thinking about the real purpose of the dinner. ¡°Xiao Lu, I¡¯d like to consult you about some things regarding the company,¡± he tried to say. Tong Jialu nodded, ¡°Ask away, Brother Cheng.¡± ¡°My company wants to issue a six-month, two-million-yuan commercial bill for working capital turnover,¡± Chen Cheng paused, ¡°What are the discounting rates at your bank?¡± Tong Jialu pondered for a moment and took out her phone, ¡°Let me check for you.¡± ¡°Thanks, I appreciate it.¡± ¡°It¡¯s no trouble.¡± A few minutes later, Tong Jialu answered, ¡°Between 4.3% to 5.4%, roughly in that range.¡± ¡°Can you handle it?¡± ¡°Of course!¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s eyes crinkled with a smile. Chen Cheng asked with a smile, ¡°Can you have it done in the next couple of days?¡± ¡°The credentials of your company are very good, no problems,¡± Tong Jialu confidently said, ¡°If you need it, I¡¯ll take care of it as soon as I get to work tomorrow. I¡¯ve got a backup of your documents!¡± Chen Cheng raised his glass, ¡°That¡¯s really very kind of you. Thank you.¡± ¡°No thanks allowed,¡± Tong Jialu said with a smile, ¡°Brother Cheng, you set that rule, remember~¡± ¡°Haha, look at my memory!¡± ¡°I always say you important people tend to be forgetful~¡± One meal in exchange for a two-million-yuan commercial bill. To Chen Cheng, the thought of reopening Wanbao Hall was beckoning to him from not too far away. He estimated in his mind, ¡°Everything¡¯s ready now, I just need the east wind from Li Dinger¡¯s side!¡± Chapter 28 - 28 28 Chaoyang Ladies Watch Baiziwan ?Chapter 28: Chapter 28 Chaoyang Ladies Watch Baiziwan Chapter 28: Chapter 28 Chaoyang Ladies Watch Baiziwan Chen Cheng returned to the dining table after finishing the call. ¡°Sorry about that, work stuff.¡± He sat down with a smile, his eyes landing on Tong Jialu, asking, ¡°Finished eating?¡± Tong Jialu packed away her loose powder, her face flushed faintly pink after drinking half a bottle of red wine. ¡°I¡¯ve eaten well, Brother Cheng.¡± Chen Cheng smiled and nodded, ¡°Shall we go then?¡± ¡°Sure.¡± Chen Cheng gestured to the waiter to ask for the bill, but Tong Jialu quickly interjected with a smile, ¡°I¡¯ve already paid.¡± ¡°Already paid?¡± ¡°When you went to take the call.¡± This outcome greatly surprised Chen Cheng, the meal would cost at least ten thousand yuan, and Tong Jialu had quietly settled the bill, which astonished him. He laughed awkwardly, ¡°How could I let you pay? Didn¡¯t we agree that I was going to treat you?¡± ¡°Brother Cheng, you helped me meet this month¡¯s loan quota at the bank, and then had me help you with this 2 million yuan commercial bill.¡± Tong Jialu gave a slight smile and continued, ¡°Consider this meal a small token of my gratitude and also a celebration of our successful cooperation.¡± Chen Cheng knew about the deposit targets in banks, but setting a KPI for loans was new to him. But then he thought, even with a 3 million yuan corporate loan and a 2 million yuan commercial bill completed, this young lady wouldn¡¯t have earned a bonus of over ten thousand yuan just from these two transactions. Chen Cheng scrutinized Tong Jialu again; she was young, wealthy, and dressed fashionably but tastefully. A Mercedes Benz C, GANNI dresses, a Miu Miu bag, and Givanchy loose powder costing 50 yuan per gram ¨C everything indicated that Tong Jialu didn¡¯t rely on a salary to live. ¡°Xiao Lu, you¡¯re really too polite.¡± Chen Cheng said half-jokingly, ¡°Next time, you are not allowed to pay. If word got out, where would I put my face?¡± Tong Jialu smiled sweetly, ¡°No one will know! It¡¯s our little secret.¡± The two left the restaurant, the night was silky, and a gentle breeze was blowing. After getting in the car, Chen Cheng asked, ¡°Where do you live?¡± ¡°Jinmao Mansion,¡± Tong Jialu, sitting in the passenger seat and holding her unfinished red wine, replied. Hearing the name, something stirred in Chen Cheng¡¯s heart. It¡¯s said that to see the fine ladies of Beijing, look to Chaoyang, and to see the fine ladies of Chaoyang, look to Baiziwan. Of course, these ladies varied, but anyone living in Jinmao Mansion was definitely not ordinary. But then again, educators also live in Jinmao Mansion, naturally of higher quality than those from Apple Community or Coastal Sailer City. Foreign teachers could also be found here, an opportunity for men to broaden their horizons. From Tong Jialu¡¯s current display, clearly, she wasn¡¯t just a teacher but either had money herself or someone providing these things had money. Chen Cheng grinned, ¡°Seatbelt.¡± ¡°Oh! I forget everything when I drink!¡± ¡°I thought just a few hours with me made you forgetful!¡± joked Chen Cheng. Tong Jialu covered her mouth and laughed, ¡°Haha, Brother Cheng, you¡¯re really fun!¡± The Pamei car steadily headed towards Jinmao Mansion. Alcohol made it easier to bridge the gap between people, and the conversation flowed freely. While driving, Chen Cheng asked, ¡°Xiao Lu, is the business at City Commercial Bank doing well?¡± ¡°It¡¯s alright! The momentum at the City Commercial Bank has been quite good these past few years.¡± As Tong Jialu spoke, she turned her gaze towards Chen Cheng, ¡°Brother Cheng, there¡¯s something I¡¯d like to ask you.¡± ¡°Go ahead.¡± ¡°Where did you buy that sparrow you gave me?¡± Hearing this question, Chen Cheng¡¯s relaxed mind tensed up considerably. Noticing the innocent expression on Tong Jialu¡¯s face and recalling what Xia Yubing had said in the VIP client room, he immediately suspected there was an issue. ¡°It was just a friend who helped.¡± Chen Cheng smiled as he replied, ¡°Why? It didn¡¯t die again, did it?¡± Tong Jialu repeatedly shook her head, ¡°No! Everything¡¯s fine!¡± ¡°Why are you asking this then?¡± Chen Cheng retorted: ¡°Are you thinking of keeping one? Then the days of blowing shells will be tough for you!¡± ¡°Hahaha, Brother Cheng, you¡¯re really funny!¡± Tong Jialu leaned back on her chair, ¡°I feel that the bird you gave me is a bit different.¡± ¡°Oh? How so?¡± ¡°It¡¯s very tame, and its call is pleasant,¡± Tong Jialu said excitedly: ¡°And, it even spits out the shells after peeling them!¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s mind raced, ¡°Then you really could consider getting another one. Think of how much trouble that would save!¡± ¡°I¡¯m not fond of keeping birds. It¡¯s Director Xia who likes these.¡± ¡°By the way, Director Xia looks young, how did he get to his position so soon?¡± Chen Cheng curiously asked. A barely noticeable flicker crossed the depths of Tong Jialu¡¯s eyes, but her smile quickly returned, ¡°I¡¯ve only been at the bank for half a year, not really clear about Director Xia¡¯s matters.¡± Chen Cheng pondered for a while, ¡°Then you¡¯re doing quite well! See, driving a Mercedes, living in Jinmao Mansion, and at such a young age, you¡¯ve already reached the ceiling.¡± Tong Jialu stroked her long hair beside her temples, ¡°It¡¯s all bought by my family.¡± Chen Cheng noticed the subtle expression on her face, which did not seem like she was lying. ¡°You¡¯re really fortunate.¡± he continued: ¡°You must be the princess of the family.¡± ¡°Hahaha, Brother Cheng, stop teasing me,¡± Tong Jialu laughed several times, ¡°Just an ordinary family, not any princess!¡± The car soon arrived at Jinmao Mansion. After parking, Tong Jialu unbuckled her seatbelt, ¡°I¡¯m going up now, Brother Cheng.¡± ¡°Okay, take care,¡± Chen Cheng nodded. ¡°I¡¯ll have your bill of exchange ready tomorrow morning, you should be able to get it by noon,¡± Tong Jialu opened the car door, swinging the bottle of red wine, ¡°Thank you.¡± ¡°I should be the one thanking you,¡± Chen Cheng responded. Tong Jialu¡¯s smile lingered, ¡°Looks like both of us have poor memory.¡± ¡°Uh?¡± ¡°We said no thanks needed, now why are we thanking again?¡± she stepped out with her long legs, ¡°Goodbye, Brother Cheng.¡± ¡°Goodbye, Xiao Lu.¡± The two exchanged smiles, and Tong Jialu got out of the car. She walked briskly into the neighborhood, soon disappearing from Chen Cheng¡¯s sight. Chen Cheng sat in the car, watching the direction Tong Jialu left, filled with puzzlement. His instinct told him, she definitely had something going on. ¡°As long as I get the money, it¡¯s fine.¡± Chen Cheng restarted the car, calling Xiao Meier on her phone, ¡°Sis Meier, I¡¯m back. What would you like to eat?¡± ... Standing in the elevator, Tong Jialu kicked off her high heels, standing barefoot straight up. She stared at the bottle of red wine, the slight buzz from earlier in the car also vanished. ¡°Chen Cheng¡¯s quite good at reading people! Why...¡± Ding. The elevator door opened. Tong Jialu bent down to pick up her shoes, walking toward her apartment door. The sound of fingerprint unlocking chimed in the hallway. As Tong Jialu opened the door, she immediately saw Xia Yubing sitting in the living room, slightly startled. Dressed in a silk nightgown, she exuded elegance yet a cold demeanor. Her slim, cross-legged legs, and the bright red manicured nails, seemed like the perfect final touch to ten beautifully crafted abacus beads. Tong Jialu placed the red wine on the cabinet by the entrance, tiptoeing over. A radiant smile reappeared on her face, ¡°Cousin, you haven¡¯t rested yet?!¡± Chapter 29 - 29 29 Sister Gifts You a Porsche ?Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Sister Gifts You a Porsche Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Sister Gifts You a Porsche Xia Yubing didn¡¯t answer but coldly asked back, ¡°Chen Cheng asked you out tonight, for what?¡± Tong Jialu cautiously replied, ¡°He wants a 2 million business bill.¡± ¡°You agreed?¡± Tong Jialu nodded, ¡°Chen Cheng¡¯s company is very well-qualified, and we just gave him a 3 million loan...¡± Xia Yubing grabbed Tong Jialu¡¯s arm, looking displeased, and asked, ¡°Who gave you the authority?¡± ¡°I... I thought...¡± Tong Jialu was startled by Xia Yubing¡¯s sudden sternness, her voice trembling. Xia Yubing¡¯s gaze was as cold as frost, ¡°You thought? You think too much!¡± Tong Jialu shivered at Xia Yubing¡¯s sternness, her voice shaking, ¡°Cousin, I... I was wrong.¡± Xia Yubing panted and released her grip on Tong Jialu, ¡°Did you handle the task I assigned?¡± Tong Jialu rubbed the reddened mark on her hand, ¡°I asked.¡± ¡°What did he say?¡± Tong Jialu honestly replied, ¡°He told me he found this sparrow through a friend, but other than that, he didn¡¯t say anything.¡± Upon hearing this, Xia Yubing began pacing back and forth in the room. ¡°I¡¯m very sure the red one belongs to Jin Baogen.¡± After saying this, she turned around, ¡°Arrange to meet with him again, and make sure to find out clearly.¡± Tong Jialu stepped forward, ¡°Cousin, in fact, Chen Cheng is a really good person. Should we try...¡± ¡°Try what?¡± ¡°Why not give him a 40 million loan and have him deposit it in the bank,¡± Tong Jialu bravely suggested, ¡°That way, when the bank audits this quarter...¡± Xia Yubing¡¯s expression darkened, ¡°Get this idea out of your head! Never mention it again!¡± ¡°Cousin, I¡¯m worried about you...¡± Xia Yubing sighed, ¡°We should still look for Jin Baogen! Only he can save me.¡± She glanced at Tong Jialu once more, her eyes falling on the reddened wrist, ¡°Go take a bath first.¡± Tong Jialu nodded, ¡°Should I still give him the 2 million bill?¡± ¡°Yes,¡± Xia Yubing replied, ¡°Xiao Lu, remember, you must find opportunities to get close to Chen Cheng.¡± Her eyes flashed with complicated emotions, ¡°My instinct tells me he definitely knows Jin Baogen.¡± ¡°Okay, cousin. I understand.¡± Xia Yubing let out a slight breath, ¡°It doesn¡¯t hurt, does it?¡± Tong Jialu shook her head, ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± ... Back at the Big Willow Tree, Chen Cheng¡¯s gaze fell on the light that had been specially left on for him, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. At the same time, Xiao Meier was quietly sitting in front of the store, her eyes locked on the street corner, eagerly waiting for that familiar figure. ¡°Sister E¡¯er~¡± Chen Cheng waved his hand as he got out of the car under Xiao Meier¡¯s surprised gaze. ¡°This car?¡± She looked bewildered. Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°Borrowed it from Shu Biao.¡± ¡°Is this a Porsche?¡± Xiao Meier circled the car carefully, finally stopping at the front, her gaze landed on the emblem on the hood, ¡°It looks so expensive~!¡± Chen Cheng nodded to acknowledge, noticing the anticipation and curiosity in Xiao Meier¡¯s eyes. ¡°Get in!¡± he called out. ¡°Huh?¡± Chen Cheng opened the passenger door, ¡°Get in, I¡¯ll take you for a spin.¡± ¡°Huh? I better change my clothes first; this outfit is a bit dirty.¡± Xiao Meier hesitated a bit. ¡°Hey, you¡¯re really saying that? The car is for sitting in, right?¡± Chen Cheng pulled Xiao Meier¡¯s arm, ¡°Even if it gets dirty, we don¡¯t have to clean it up.¡± Under Chen Cheng¡¯s insistence, Xiao Meier finally sat in the passenger seat. However, once in the car, she felt completely at a loss, touching her arm one moment, smoothing her hair the next, constantly worried about touching anything inside the car. She couldn¡¯t help but curiously take in everything inside the car, amazed by the intricate details and high-end features. Chen Cheng noticed her tension, ¡°Relax, Sister E¡¯er. This car is way more comfortable than my Camry. Enjoy it.¡± He started the car and, seeing the seatbelt reminder on the dashboard, immediately turned toward the passenger seat. This sudden action made Xiao Meier¡¯s heart skip a beat. After the changing room incident, the distance between the two had once again shortened within a day. ¡°Xiao Cheng...¡± Click~! ¡°I¡¯m buckling your seatbelt,¡± Chen Cheng responded with a smile, ¡°Don¡¯t be nervous; it¡¯s just a car.¡± The red seatbelt stood out vividly against Xiao Meier¡¯s white T-shirt, also highlighting her impressive figure. Chen Cheng unintentionally glanced at her, noticing her more voluptuous and alluring figure compared to Tong Jialu. ¡°Mm.¡± Xiao Meier nodded slightly. Seeing she was still uneasy, Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow and switched the car to sport mode. ¡°Let¡¯s go!¡± he said. With that, he floored the gas pedal, and the car¡¯s exhaust roared deeply, rapidly accelerating. Xiao Meier was pinned to the seat by the powerful thrust. ¡°Xiao Cheng~!~!¡± The streetlights danced on the car windows, and the scenery outside whizzed by. Xiao Meier felt thrilled; it was her first time riding in such an expensive car, fulfilling a dream of hers. ¡°Xiao Cheng, why did you borrow this car?¡± she asked, curious. Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°To take you for a ride!¡± ¡°You¡¯re teasing me again!¡± Xiao Meier laughed, suspecting Chen Cheng¡¯s playful intention, ¡°Be honest, what¡¯s the real reason?¡± Chen Cheng glanced at her, ¡°Went to talk business.¡± ¡°Got a new client?¡± Xiao Meier asked excitedly, ¡°How much did they invest this time?¡± Chen Cheng shook his head with a smile. ¡°Didn¡¯t go well?¡± Xiao Meier quickly reassured, ¡°It¡¯s okay, there¡¯s always next time. We¡¯ll take our time.¡± ¡°No,¡± Chen Cheng replied, ¡°I went to secure funding for our restaurant.¡± ¡°Funding?¡± Chen Cheng nodded, ¡°Yeah! Sister E¡¯er, just think. Taking over Wanbao Hall means we need to renovate, buy tables, chairs, bowls, and plates. Plus, all the kitchen equipment¡ªwe need money for all of that.¡± Xiao Meier nodded in agreement. ¡°We don¡¯t have that much cash, so I contacted one of our former clients to invest in us,¡± Chen Cheng explained. ¡°Did they agree?¡± Xiao Meier asked nervously. Chen Cheng turned and confidently smiled, ¡°With me negotiating, he¡¯ll definitely agree.¡± ¡°Xiao Cheng, you¡¯re amazing!¡± Xiao Meier praised. Chen Cheng waved it off, ¡°It¡¯s nothing special, just secured 1 million!¡± ¡°1 million?!¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s eyes widened in shock, ¡°That¡¯s so much money!¡± ¡°Yeah, this is the first round of investment; they won¡¯t be taking any profits,¡± Chen Cheng reassured her, ¡°When we grow big and strong in the future, then we¡¯ll talk about returns.¡± Not knowing much about finance, Xiao Meier asked, ¡°So he¡¯s an angel investor?¡± ¡°Wow, Sister E¡¯er, you know the term!¡± Xiao Meier relaxed back into her seat, ¡°Saw it on a TV show.¡± She was full of hope, ¡°Xiao Cheng, are we really going to succeed?¡± ¡°Of course! You¡¯re going to be the boss of Wanbao Hall soon!¡± Chen Cheng patted the steering wheel, ¡°By then, we¡¯ll buy a car like this and make a statement when we drive it out!¡± ¡°Then just wait.¡± ¡°Wait for what?¡± Xiao Meier laughed joyfully, her eyes full of confidence, ¡°Wait until I make enough money to buy you a Porsche!¡± Chapter 30 - 30 30 Returning Property to Its Rightful Owner ?Chapter 30: Chapter 30: Returning Property to Its Rightful Owner Chapter 30: Chapter 30: Returning Property to Its Rightful Owner Big Willow Tree, just 700 meters away from Fennel Noodle House. Chen Cheng stood in front of Wanbao Hall, his gaze fixed on the imprint of the signboard that had been taken down, as if the bustling scene of the past was vivid in his eyes. ¡°Everything has come back!¡± he muttered to himself. Squeak~! The Land Cruiser came to a steady stop behind him. Chen Cheng turned around and saw Jin Baogen getting out of the car. He hurriedly went forward to greet him. ¡°Mr. Jin,¡± Chen Cheng greeted him. Jin Baogen had a smile on his face, ¡°Mr. Chen, I hope you haven¡¯t been waiting too long?¡± ¡°Not at all, I just got here a little while ago,¡± Chen Cheng responded with a smile. Jin Baogen took out a key from his pocket, ¡°I¡¯ve received the electronic bill of sale at noon. According to our previous agreement, I should now return this key to you.¡± Chen Cheng took it solemnly, ¡°Mr. Jin, the fact that you personally took the trouble to come here for this...I really appreciate it...¡± Jin Baogen waved his hand, ¡°Let¡¯s not talk about that. Besides, your business, Mr. Chen, is my business, Jin Baogen.¡± He added with a smile, ¡°Actually, I didn¡¯t come today just to deliver the key.¡± ¡°Oh? Mr. Jin, is there something else?¡± Jin Baogen nodded and signaled to the driver. The driver immediately opened the trunk and took out a rectangular object covered with red cloth. Chen Cheng recognized at a glance that it was the signboard of Wanbao Hall. Jin Baogen gently lifted a corner of the red cloth, exposing the strong and powerful calligraphy, ¡°Look, I¡¯ve brought you this plaque. If you¡¯re going to reopen, it¡¯s indispensable.¡± He paused, ¡°This is what we call returning the item to its rightful owner.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s eyes reddened; he touched the piece filled with human warmth, ¡°Mr. Jin, I will always remember this kindness of yours.¡± Jin Baogen patted his shoulder, ¡°Hey, I was just keeping it for you. I knew that one day you would hang it back up.¡± He smiled, ¡°Come on, let¡¯s open the door.¡± Chen Cheng nodded, walked up to the door, and inserted the key into the lock. Squeak~ As Chen Cheng slowly pushed open the great door of Wanbao Hall, a gust of air filled with the scent of old objects brushed against his face, mingled with faint dust and warm light. The two entered the store, both filled with different emotions as they looked at the empty interior. ¡°It¡¯s been over a year since it was last opened, and so much dust has accumulated,¡± Jin Baogen said, lightly wiping a pillar, as if searching for traces of the past. Chen Cheng agreed, ¡°Yes, time flies so fast.¡± He turned to look at Jin Baogen, ¡°Mr. Jin, thank you very much.¡± ¡°You¡¯re welcome,¡± Jin Baogen said as he took out a cigarette, ¡°Now that you¡¯ve taken over Wanbao Hall again, do you plan to continue the antique business?¡± Chen Cheng honestly shook his head, ¡°Mr. Jin, to be frank, I haven¡¯t learned any of my grandfather¡¯s skills. Opening another antique shop isn¡¯t very realistic.¡± Jin Baogen nodded in understanding, ¡°So what do you plan to do?¡± ¡°I want to turn Wanbao Hall into a small restaurant,¡± Chen Cheng continued: ¡°I plan to set up a few tables here, and convert the storage room and junk room at the back into private rooms and a kitchen.¡± ¡°Hey, that¡¯s quite a new approach.¡± Jin Baogen nodded in approval, ¡°After all, people should do what they excel at. You can only make a profitable business within what you can control.¡± He smiled and asked, ¡°Can you cook?¡± ¡°My cooking skills are just good enough to feed myself,¡± Chen Cheng said with self-deprecating laughter, ¡°It¡¯s still far from being fit for sale.¡± No sooner had Chen Cheng finished speaking than Xiao Meier, who had just finished serving lunch, appeared at the door. ¡°Xiao Cheng,¡± she called out. Chen Cheng looked back and saw Xiao Meier. He then said to Jin Baogen, ¡°Mr. Jin, the person with work on their hands has arrived.¡± Jin Baogen squinted his eyes, sizing up Xiao Meier as she walked toward him. ¡°Aiya, I was wondering who it was! It¡¯s Xiao Er, eh!¡± He laughed heartily. Xiao Meier nodded slightly, ¡°Mr. Jin.¡± Jin Baogen, puffing on his cigarette, looked at the pair of young people before him, ¡°Since you two have decided to open a restaurant, go ahead and do it well. I know about Xiao Er¡¯s cooking skills; there definitely won¡¯t be a problem.¡± ¡°Mr. Jin flatters me.¡± Xiao Meier smiled lightly. After finishing half a cigarette, Jin Baogen gestured for his driver to properly set up the sign, then he said to Chen Cheng: ¡°Then I¡¯ll be leaving. When you open for business, I¡¯ll come over for a drink.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll see you out.¡± After Chen Cheng and Xiao Meier saw Jin Baogen off to his car, they watched as the Land Cruiser slowly disappeared, then they returned to the shop. Chen Cheng, hands on hips, looked around the dust-covered room, ¡°Seems like we need to hire a professional cleaning team.¡± Xiao Meier waved her hand dismissively, smiling, ¡°Why spend that money when I can clean it myself?¡± ¡°Sister Er, are we saving even on this?¡± Xiao Meier, still smiling, said: ¡°Now that the door¡¯s open, it means we¡¯ve already incurred a debt of two million. Though you secured one million in sponsorship, we are just starting out; we need to save where we can.¡± She looked around the place, ¡°Give me two days at most, I¡¯ll have it all nice and clean!¡± Chen Cheng took a deep breath, Xiao Meier had already turned and headed out the door. ¡°I¡¯ll go back and fetch a mop, bucket, and rags. Just wait here.¡± With that, she jogged back to the noodle house. ¡°Sister Er, don¡¯t you think...¡± Watching her receding figure, Chen Cheng knew that the cost of initial cleaning would be another expense they couldn¡¯t incur. [Current Assets: 3,420,270 Yuan] [Current Spending: 8,379.5/1,000,000] ¡°How come this money just won¡¯t go down?¡± Chen Cheng looked at the panel¡¯s figures, smiling wryly. Just then, the phone rang. Seeing it was Ding ChaoHui calling, Chen Cheng hurriedly answered. ¡°Ding Er.¡± Ding ChaoHui said, ¡°I¡¯ve arranged for someone for you, tonight at 6 o¡¯clock.¡± Chen Cheng perked up, ¡°What about the place? Did you choose one?¡± ¡°Let¡¯s have hot pot!¡± Ding ChaoHui responded, ¡°I have made a reservation. Get there early, there will be three of us on my side.¡± ¡°Then I will bring a bottle of mineral water filled with liquor.¡± ¡°You sure know how to do things!¡± Ding ChaoHui laughed, ¡°Don¡¯t bring too much, we won¡¯t be able to drink a lot.¡± Chen Cheng replied with a smile: ¡°Having dinner with Ding Suo I¡¯ve got to prepare completely, right?¡± ¡°Alright, alright, stop flattering me! See you later.¡± ¡°See you.¡± After chatting a bit more, they hung up. Chen Cheng pondered for a while, feeling that bringing a woman to such a gathering is better for conversation and livens up the atmosphere, but he didn¡¯t want Xiao Meier to do the work of accompanying eating and drinking. ¡°Forget it, better to just rent someone.¡± Chen Cheng made up his mind. At that moment, Xiao Meier returned to Wanbao Hall with cleaning tools in hand. ¡°I¡¯m going to see Li Dinger to sort out the license; he helped me arrange a meeting,¡± Chen Cheng told her. ¡°Alright, you go ahead,¡± Xiao Meier nodded in agreement, ¡°Leave this side to me.¡± ¡°Take your time, and wait for me to do the high parts,¡± Chen Cheng crossed the threshold, ¡°I won¡¯t be back for dinner tonight.¡± ¡°Remember to eat some yogurt to line your stomach before you drink alcohol,¡± Xiao Meier said with concern, ¡°Try to drink as little as possible; it¡¯s not good for the stomach.¡± Chen Cheng turned and smiled, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, with Li Dinger there, I won¡¯t drink much!¡± Chapter 31 - 31 31 A Wine Divider for Each Bite ?Chapter 31: Chapter 31: A Wine Divider for Each Bite Chapter 31: Chapter 31: A Wine Divider for Each Bite ¡°Bro, don¡¯t worry, I¡¯m a professional at accompanying drinking.¡± The young lady sitting in the passenger seat said to Chen Cheng with a smile, ¡°I guarantee I will keep your guests company well tonight.¡± Chen Cheng parked the car steadily and cautioned, ¡°Don¡¯t overdo it, just maintain a good balance.¡± The young lady playfully made an OK gesture, ¡°Rest assured, I know what I¡¯m doing.¡± Then she asked, ¡°So about our fee...¡± Chen Cheng took out his mobile phone, ¡°WeChat or Alipay?¡± ¡°WeChat!¡± Chen Cheng transferred 1200 to her and asked, ¡°By the way, what¡¯s your name?¡± ¡°Just call me Sasha.¡± The young lady took the money, pulling down her off-the-shoulder little dress a bit, ¡°Mr. Biao told me to make sure I get this done for Brother Cheng!¡± Chen Cheng nodded, ¡°Then it¡¯s all up to your performance now.¡± Ding Chao Hui had booked a table at Houhai¡¯s South Gate Lamb Hotpot. After entering the shop and giving his name and phone number, the two were led into a private room by the waiter. Chen Cheng took out four mineral water bottles that he had already filled with Moutai and placed them on the table. Sasha sniffed through the cap, ¡°Flying Fairy, huh?¡± ¡°You have a pretty sharp nose!¡± Chen Cheng said with a laugh. ¡°I¡¯ve been in this business for four or five years, of course, I have some skills,¡± Sasha responded confidently, ¡°The guests you invited tonight are officials, right?¡± Chen Cheng didn¡¯t deny it, saying, ¡°Impressive, despite your young age, you really know your stuff!¡± ¡°I¡¯ve been accompanying drinking for four or five years, I¡¯ve seen all sorts of situations.¡± Sasha gave Chen Cheng a calming pill, ¡°I know what to say and what not to say.¡± ¡°If you have fun drinking, I¡¯ll find you again next time.¡± Sasha obediently nodded, ¡°Okay, Brother!¡± About fifteen minutes later, the voice of Ding Chao Hui was heard at the door of the private room. ¡°Inside, inside. If it weren¡¯t for my buddy booking the spot in advance, we¡¯d have to wait at least three hours!¡± After the private room door opened, he saw Chen Cheng and a new face in the room. Taking another look at Chen Cheng¡¯s expression, he knew what the young lady was there for. ¡°Brother Zhao, Brother Wang.¡± Ding Chao Hui introduced, ¡°This is my buddy, Chen Cheng! Iron Porcelain! We¡¯ve been messing around together since we were kids, even wore split pants together!¡± In just a few words, he had clarified Chen Cheng¡¯s relationship with Li Dinger, also dissipating any doubts they might have had. Chen Cheng smiled and extended his hand, ¡°Brother Zhao, Brother Wang.¡± After handshakes with each one, Chen Cheng introduced, ¡°This is my sister, Sasha.¡± ¡°Hello, Brother Zhao, Brother Wang,¡± Sasha called sweetly. Zhao Shilun adjusted his glasses, eyeballing Sasha from head to toe, ¡°Oh, Brother Chen, did your sister also grow up wearing split pants with you guys?¡± Faced with Zhao Shilun¡¯s overt teasing, Sasha did not show an embarrassed or displeased expression. ¡°Brother Zhao sure knows how to joke.¡± Sasha sweetly laughed, ¡°Although I didn¡¯t grow up wearing split pants with Brother Chen and the others, I¡¯m still their sworn sister!¡± Zhao Shilun and Wang Gang, upon hearing Sasha¡¯s words, both smiled meaningfully. Not only was this young lady beautiful, but she also spoke appropriately and handled herself with ease, truly someone who knew how to manage social situations. Chen Cheng felt even more that his 1200 was at least half worth the ticket price. ¡°Haha, you¡¯ve got quite the sweet tongue,¡± Zhao Shilun laughed. ¡°Yeah, yeah,¡± Wang Gang echoed, ¡°Brother Chen, your sister is really something; tonight we ought to drink a good few rounds.¡± Chen Cheng invited the two to take their seats, ¡°Brother Zhao, Brother Wang, isn¡¯t this a coincidence? I just happened to get some loose Baijiu, would you two help me taste it, see if it¡¯s any good?¡± The four sat down, and Sasha flitted about like a butterfly among them, filling their drinks. The unique soy aroma of Moutai hit their noses, and both Zhao Shilun and Wang Gang immediately understood. ¡°Come on, let¡¯s see how Dacheng¡¯s liquor tastes.¡± Ding Zhonghui raised his glass and said, ¡°Let¡¯s drink up.¡± The four clinked glasses and downed their drinks. After the rich taste of the liquor went down, Zhao Shida commented, ¡°Brother Chen, this is some good liquor!¡± ¡°I don¡¯t usually drink much, today finally I met some true connoisseurs of liquor.¡± Chen Cheng winked at Sasha, ¡°Have another taste.¡± Sasha caught the hint instantly, and promptly refilled the glasses of Zhao Shilun and Wang Gang. She also poured herself a glass, raised it with a smile, and said, ¡°Brother Zhao, Brother Wang, this glass, on behalf of my brother, is for you two.¡± After speaking, she downed it in one gulp. ¡°Miss Sasha, you can really hold your liquor,¡± praised Zhao Shilun. ¡°Where, where, compared to Brother Zhao, I¡¯m still far behind.¡± Sasha poured another glass. She continued, ¡°Brother Zhao, Brother Wang, if this liquor suits your palate, let¡¯s drink a few more.¡± Zhao Shilun, seemingly enjoying the flattering even more than Wang Gang, said, ¡°With such a beautiful young lady pouring drinks, not much has been drunk yet people are already tipsy.¡± Wang Gang also laughed and nodded, patting Zhao Shilun on the shoulder and joked, ¡°Lao Zhao, be careful tonight; don¡¯t let this young lady drink you under the table.¡± Zhao Shilun laughed loudly, waved his hand, ¡°You be careful too! Don¡¯t end up falling into the young lady¡¯s embrace.¡± The meal continued in a light and joyful atmosphere. Sasha occasionally refilled their drinks and served them food, while also cracking jokes, filling the private room with laughter and cheer. When nearly done with the drinks, Ding Zhonghui commented, ¡°Brother Zhao, Brother Wang, please keep my buddy¡¯s matter in mind!¡± Zhao Shilun waved his hand generously, ¡°Ding Er, don¡¯t be a stranger. What kind of friendship do we have? You¡¯ve already mentioned it, how could we let Brother Chen down?¡± Wang Gang also nodded incessantly, ¡°Yeah, Ding Er. We¡¯ve been friends for many years, it¡¯s just a permit right? Will handle it tomorrow!¡± Chen Cheng was about to lift his glass to express his gratitude when Sasha, carrying the liquor divider, stood up. ¡°Brother Zhao, Brother Wang, you¡¯ve given my brother a great help, this glass is for you two.¡± All four eyes fell onto the slender young lady. She tipped her head and drank the entire 300ml of liquor from the liquor divider without even a frown. ¡°Good! Great!¡± Zhao Wang applauded, ¡°What a capacity!¡± Chen Cheng was taken aback by this display, and Ding Zhonghui quietly asked, ¡°Dacheng, where did you find such a drinking god?¡± ¡°Shu Biao introduced her,¡± Chen Cheng replied, ¡°This is damn strong!¡± Sasha impassively took her seat, not having touched a bite of the food, and continued chatting lively with Zhao Wang. Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow, watching her unruffled demeanor, and inwardly thought: ¡°The headwaitress of Wanbao Hall, isn¡¯t this her?¡± ¡°Hey, Brother Chen, let¡¯s have one,¡± Zhao Shilun walked over to Chen Cheng with a glass, and whispered, ¡°Ding Er has given us your information already. Once the door is opened tomorrow, you¡¯ll be the first.¡± Chen Cheng stood up and thanked him, ¡°Brother Zhao, just call me Xiao Chen. This drink, I offer to you.¡± Chapter 32 - 32 32 Considering Salary as an Expense ?Chapter 32: Chapter 32: Considering Salary as an Expense Chapter 32: Chapter 32: Considering Salary as an Expense After seeing off Zhao Wang and the other person, Chen Cheng and Sasha stood at the entrance of the store, waiting for Ding Chaohui to return. ¡°Brother Cheng, I didn¡¯t embarrass you tonight, did I?¡± Sasha said with a giggly smile. ¡°Very impressive, everyone had a great time.¡± Sasha pulled out a box of Xuanhe cigarettes from her bag, opened it, and Chen Cheng noticed that one of the cigarettes was placed upside down. ¡°Brother Cheng, want one?¡± Sasha offered him a cigarette. Chen Cheng waved his hand, ¡°I quit.¡± ¡°No wonder you are successful!¡± Chen Cheng smiled and asked, ¡°What do you mean?¡± ¡°A man who can quit smoking can definitely achieve great things!¡± Sasha said. Chen Cheng, curious, asked, ¡°I¡¯ve always been curious, how much money can people in your line of work make in a month?¡± ¡°When business is good, you can make over twenty thousand a month.¡± Sasha answered, ¡°But most of the time, it¡¯s around eight or nine thousand.¡± Sasha took a deep drag on her cigarette, and her eyes became misty in the swirling smoke. ¡°Of course, some clients ask for extras, like after-hours companionship which could significantly increase the earnings. But I don¡¯t want to do that.¡± Chen Cheng understood her stance, ¡°Everyone makes their own choices.¡± Sasha nodded, her tone filled with a maturity that belied her age. ¡°Brother Cheng, you might not realize this, but for people like us with little education or background, striving in Beijing is really tough. Even though we can make some money, it¡¯s all hard-earned and we often have to endure disrespect.¡± She spoke frankly, ¡°If the clients are polite, at most they take a little verbal advantage. But what can I do if they get handsy? Am I really supposed to flip the table?¡± Chen Cheng asked, ¡°Have you thought about changing jobs?¡± After listening, Sasha chuckled and looked down, thinking Chen Cheng was just another customer trying to talk her into quitting after a few drinks. ¡°After my vocational school graduation, I came to Beijing from my hometown. I¡¯ve worked as a shampoo girl, waitress, and even handed out flyers for agencies. But none of those jobs paid as quickly as this.¡± She skillfully flicked the ash off her cigarette. Though only in her early twenties, her technique was quite mature. ¡°You might think I¡¯m materialistic,¡± she candidly said, ¡°but isn¡¯t it true I came here to work while I¡¯m still young, to make more money, so later I can go back home and have a better life?¡± ¡°Every job has its own dignity and skills,¡± Chen Cheng continued, ¡°like you, having a tolerance for alcohol is also a skill.¡± Sasha waved her hand, ¡°At first, I couldn¡¯t even drink a single beer.¡± ¡°Wow, so you actually trained yourself?¡± ¡°My sisters said eating boiled kelp in plain water could increase alcohol tolerance,¡± Sasha said with a continuous smile, ¡°I really got sick of it during that period.¡± Chen Cheng had never heard such a remedy before, and he could see her eagerness to make money. ¡°Sasha, you probably heard at the dinner, I¡¯m planning to open a restaurant,¡± Chen Cheng said slowly, ¡°Are you interested in working for me?¡± Sasha politely refused: ¡°Brother Cheng, the money I make as a waitress seems too little for me. But thank you.¡± ¡°What if it was as a manager?¡± Chen Cheng asked with a smile, his hand in his pocket. ¡°A manager?¡± ¡°I can pay you twenty thousand a month,¡± Chen Cheng said casually, ¡°This rate is even higher than at Xinrongji, right?¡± Sasha was surprised but quickly regained her composure. People in their line of work have heard too many empty boasts. ¡°Brother Cheng, you don¡¯t have to tease me.¡± ¡°Bring out your payment code.¡± Chen Cheng had scanning ready, and seeing Sasha hesitating, asked, ¡°Don¡¯t you want to do it?¡± ¡°Is it really just a job? Brother Cheng, I really don¡¯t do extras.¡± Sasha opened her payment code. Beep. ¡°It went through, check it.¡± After noting a salary in the transfer, Chen Cheng said with a smile, ¡°Besides, I never thought about asking for extras.¡± At the same time, the panel in his mind was refreshed. Tonight¡¯s four bottles of Feitian and the meal cost were also included, Chen Cheng mused, ¡°Does paying salary count as an expense?¡± [Current assets: 3,389,424 yuan] [Current expenditure: 39,225.5/1,000,000] Sasha crushed out her cigarette, looking incredulously at the man in front of her, ¡°Brother Cheng, about this...¡± ¡°Before the opening, I¡¯ll contact you again.¡± Chen Cheng interrupted her, continuing, ¡°But I have a few demands.¡± ¡°Go ahead.¡± ¡°First, your smoking. My restaurant is about high-quality service, and the smell of cigarettes on you would make the guests uncomfortable. At the very least, don¡¯t carry any smell during work.¡± ¡°Second, although I¡¯m offering you a salary of 20,000, it naturally depends on your appearance. Mainly, it¡¯s because you have the knack for it.¡± Sasha fell silent for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons. ¡°If you can accept these conditions, then you¡¯ll be my supervisor. The first month¡¯s salary, you¡¯ll take it.¡± Chen Cheng tested, ¡°If you don¡¯t want to, return the money to me, and consider I never said anything.¡± Sasha took a deep breath, ¡°Alright, Brother Cheng! I¡¯m willing to give it a try!¡± ¡°That¡¯s more like it.¡± Chen Cheng continued, ¡°Do you have any other girls willing to switch lines and come work at my place?¡± ¡°The same monthly salary of 20,000?¡± Chen Cheng smiled and shook his head, ¡°Of course not. You¡¯re the supervisor; they¡¯ll be your subordinates. It wouldn¡¯t be appropriate to pay them the same as you?¡± ¡°Can they get 15,000?¡± Sasha asked again. Chen Cheng pondered briefly, ¡°Start at 12,000! We can discuss raises based on their performance.¡± ¡°But they¡¯ve got to be as sharp as you to be worth that.¡± he added. ¡°I¡¯ll ask around,¡± Sasha replied. Chen Cheng asked again, ¡°By the way, what¡¯s your real name?¡± ¡°Zhao Lingfang.¡± ¡°Man, your alias really doesn¡¯t match your real name huh?¡± Chen Cheng laughed. Zhao Lingfang smiled lightly, ¡°Gotta protect oneself when you¡¯re out here!¡± After visiting the restroom, Ding Chaohui came out and seeing the two chatting happily, interjected, ¡°What are you guys talking about that¡¯s so fun?¡± ¡°Just chatting,¡± Chen Cheng responded. ¡°Then Brother Cheng, once I¡¯m sure on my side, I will let you know,¡± Zhao Lingfang smiled, ¡°Brother Ding, I¡¯ll take my leave first.¡± Zhao Lingfang said goodbye to the two, then walked to the roadside, hailed a taxi, and disappeared into the night. ¡°Let¡¯s go, Ding Er! What are you looking at?¡± Chen Cheng slung his arm around Ding Chaohui. ¡°You know, despite looking so innocent, she smokes and drinks.¡± Chen Cheng laughed, ¡°What? You want to up the ante?¡± ¡°Hey, don¡¯t try to corrupt me with your capitalist nonsense!¡± Ding Chaohui understood Chen Cheng was joking, ¡°This year, I¡¯m up for merits and recognition!¡± Chen Cheng looked down, ¡°Ding Er.¡± ¡°What¡¯s up?¡± ¡°If you get awarded, you have to give a speech, right?¡± Ding Chaohui nodded, ¡°Definitely!¡± ¡°Given your nature, you¡¯ll need the restroom once you¡¯re nervous, right?¡± ¡°It¡¯s an old issue. Wasn¡¯t it the same when I was recognized as a Three Good Student and outstanding student leader?¡± Ding Chaohui didn¡¯t deny it, ¡°Why bring this all up out of the blue?¡± Chen Cheng pointed at Ding Chaohui¡¯s crotch, unable to stop laughing, ¡°Brother Ding, just don¡¯t go and draw the enemy¡¯s map there when you¡¯re on stage!¡± Ding Chaohui glanced down, ¡°Damn!¡± ¡°You¡¯re nearly 30, how come you¡¯re still like when you were 16?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t want to hear that!¡± Ding Chaohui retorted, ¡°Not convinced? Shall we compare in the restroom?¡± ¡°Forget it, forget it.¡± Chen Cheng waved his hand, ¡°Compare what?¡± He asked concernedly, ¡°Is your faucet, broken?¡± ¡°Ah, prostate calcification.¡± Ding Chaohui replied, ¡°It¡¯s nothing serious.¡± ¡°Then you better go home and rest!¡± Chen Cheng hailed a car for Ding Chaohui. Ding Chaohui asked before getting in, ¡°What about you? Still going to party?¡± ¡°Party what? My prostate isn¡¯t calcified. Of course, I¡¯m heading back to the restaurant to sleep with Sister Yi!¡± Chen Cheng joked. ¡°Get lost!¡± Ding Chaohui cursed humorously, got in the car, and drove away. Chapter 33 - 33 33 My Feet Dont Stink ?Chapter 33: Chapter 33 My Feet Don¡¯t Stink Chapter 33: Chapter 33 My Feet Don¡¯t Stink ¡°Master, just pull over by the side of the road,¡± said Chen Cheng from the back seat to the designated driver. After getting out of the car, he noticed that Xiao Meier, who usually waited at the door, had not appeared. The rolling shutter door of the noodle shop was half-closed, revealing only half of the door face, yet a warm, yellow light still shone from inside. ¡°Asleep?¡± Chen Cheng locked the car and stooped to go inside. He looked up towards the staircase and saw that the light on the second floor was still on: ¡°Meier, are you there?¡± ¡°Xiao Cheng, you¡¯re back?¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s voice came from upstairs, followed by the sound of her walking with a heavy step followed by a light one. Chen Cheng walked upstairs and said: ¡°I thought you were resting.¡± ¡°Not yet.¡± Xiao Meier appeared at the top of the stairs, her face devoid of makeup and still rosy from a shower, her wet eyes inexplicably moving. ¡°Were you very busy today?¡± Chen Cheng walked up the stairs briskly, a strong scent of Red Flower Oil hitting his face, almost masking the fragrance of shower gel. ¡°Meier, are you not feeling well?¡± He sharply sensed something was off. Xiao Meier tried to hide it, ¡°It¡¯s nothing, you go wash up.¡± But Chen Cheng¡¯s gaze had already fallen on her slightly tiptoed left foot. He immediately asked anxiously, ¡°Meier, what¡¯s wrong with your foot?¡± Unable to keep it secret, Xiao Meier sighed lightly, ¡°Mmm, I twisted it while cleaning this afternoon. It¡¯s nothing, I¡¯ve already applied some Red Flower Oil.¡± Chen Cheng frowned, ¡°How can it be nothing? Twisting your foot is not a minor issue!¡± He supported Xiao Meier to sit down on his bed. ¡°It¡¯s really nothing, Xiao Cheng.¡± Xiao Meier tried to stop him, but Chen Cheng insisted on checking. Chen Cheng squatted down, holding her delicate foot in his hands to carefully examine her ankle. As he gently pressed down on her ankle, Xiao Meier hissed and took a sharp breath. Chen Cheng looked up, only to unexpectedly find a hint of pinkish color faintly visible beneath the pale blue nightgown. ¡°It¡¯s even swollen,¡± he continued: ¡°At least two sizes bigger!¡± ¡°It¡¯s not that exaggerated!¡± Xiao Meier retracted her foot, ¡°It¡¯s truly nothing.¡± ¡°Change your clothes; I¡¯ll take you to the hospital,¡± Chen Cheng stood up. Xiao Meier struggled to stand up, ¡°Such a small injury, why go to the hospital? It¡¯ll be fine after a night¡¯s sleep.¡± However, Chen Cheng did not listen to her and went straight to the closet, rummaging through it. ¡°What are you looking for?¡± Ignorant of her refusal, Chen Cheng found a piece of clothing. ¡°You are in this state, don¡¯t argue with me,¡± Chen Cheng said as he pulled out a black object. When he turned around, he realized what he was holding was actually a pair of lace panties, and the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat awkward. Xiao Meier¡¯s face turned red, and standing on tiptoe, she snatched away the item from Chen Cheng¡¯s hands, ¡°You little rascal, what are you randomly rummaging for!¡± ¡°Be good and change your clothes. I¡¯ll wait for you downstairs.¡± ¡°Got it.¡± Chen Cheng hurried downstairs, and Xiao Meier, watching his flustered retreat, couldn¡¯t help but laugh. About fifteen minutes later, Chen Cheng shouted from downstairs, ¡°Meier, are you ready?¡± ¡°Ready, ready.¡± Only then did he go back up. ¡°Come up,¡± Chen Cheng squatted down. Xiao Meier was slightly startled before she understood Chen Cheng¡¯s intention and softly said, ¡°Xiao Cheng, I can walk by myself.¡± But Chen Cheng insisted, ¡°Your foot is injured and it¡¯s inconvenient to walk. I will carry you down.¡± ¡°Hurry!¡± ¡°What are you being fierce for?¡± Xiao Meier said, as she carefully climbed onto Chen Cheng¡¯s back, ¡°It¡¯s not like I said I wouldn¡¯t do it.¡± Chen Cheng stood up steadily, ¡°How did you twist it?¡± ¡°I wanted to clean the place where we hung the banner before, and when I came down, I didn¡¯t stand firm.¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s face had turned extremely red; she could feel Chen Cheng¡¯s warm palm and broad back. ¡°Ah? Did you fall anywhere else?¡± Xiao Meier shook her head, her damp hair brushing back and forth around Chen Cheng¡¯s neck, stirring his restless heart. ¡°Xiao Cheng, let¡¯s just forget it.¡± ¡°Just be good and listen, don¡¯t worry about anything else.¡± ¡°Oh.¡± After they went downstairs, Chen Cheng put Xiao Meier down and locked the noodle shop¡¯s door. Then they hailed a taxi by the roadside and rushed towards the People¡¯s Hospital. ... After consultations and an X-ray, it was confirmed that Xiao Meier had a soft tissue contusion. The doctor prescribed treatment, advising ice application and plenty of rest. Sitting on the bench in the emergency room, Xiao Meier¡¯s thoughts drifted. She remembered the way Chen Cheng had bustled about taking care of her, and a delayed sweetness began to bloom in her heart. Ever since her grandmother passed away, it had been years since she felt cared for like this. She thought she would live out the rest of her life strong and alone, never imagining the bullet fired twelve years ago, would strike her right between the eyes three days ago. ¡°E-er Sister, here.¡± Chen Cheng, who had gotten an ice pack from the nurse¡¯s station, came back to her side. Chen Cheng crouched down, wanting to lift her leg. But Xiao Meier withdrew a bit hesitantly and said softly, ¡°Maybe I should do it myself.¡± Chen Cheng smiled and shook his head, ¡°You¡¯re not comfortable now, let me do it.¡± ¡°But I just walked a while, and it¡¯s so hot today, I¡¯ve sweated.¡± Xiao Meier was embarrassed, ¡°And, there are so many people here...¡± Chen Cheng said teasingly, ¡°Afraid it smells? Don¡¯t worry about it. Back when Shu Biao and the others played soccer, what sweaty feet haven¡¯t I smelled?¡± ¡°My feet don¡¯t stink!~¡± ¡°Then that¡¯s settled.¡± Seizing the opportunity, Chen Cheng lifted one of Xiao Meier¡¯s legs, ¡°Does it feel cold?¡± ¡°His~¡± Xiao Meier weakly responded, ¡°It¡¯s not cold, it¡¯s okay.¡± ¡°If you feel it¡¯s cold, I¡¯ll just move it a bit further away,¡± Chen Cheng said with concern. ¡°It¡¯s fine now.¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s face was burning hot, probably too warm for the ice pack to cool down. Chen Cheng looked up and said, ¡°You¡¯re always so stubborn. I said we should hire a cleaning crew, but you insisted on doing it yourself.¡± ¡°I did that for...¡± Xiao Meier was about to retort when she met Chen Cheng¡¯s eagle-like gaze, intently fixed on her. ¡°The doctor said you need to rest,¡± Chen Cheng moved the ice pack slowly, ¡°let¡¯s not open the noodle shop for now. As for Wanbao Hall, I¡¯ll find someone to take care of it.¡± ¡°But...¡± Chen Cheng looked up again, ¡°Not listening again?¡± ¡°I¡¯ll listen to you,¡± Xiao Meier murmured. ¡°That¡¯s more like it!¡± Chen Cheng sat down on the ground, ¡°You just focus on getting your foot better. When we open for business, just show up looking all pretty.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t sit on the floor, it¡¯s very dirty,¡± Xiao Meier cautioned him. Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°Then you¡¯ll clean it for me, won¡¯t you?¡± ¡°I¡¯m a patient!¡± Xiao Meier replied defiantly. ¡°Ah? Finally admitting you¡¯re hurt, huh?¡± Chen Cheng grinned from ear to ear, ¡°Didn¡¯t you say it was nothing just a moment ago?¡± Hearing this, Xiao Meier lifted her other foot, attempting to ¡°teach¡± this little rascal a lesson. But Chen Cheng was quick, and he caught both her tender little white rabbits. While admiring those elegantly fair arches, filled with infinite tenderness, his heart swayed and without resisting, he began to gently caress them. Xiao Meier was startled by this sudden touch, her heartbeat skipped a beat, her fingers clutched the fabric of her dress on her knees, and her eyes hurriedly averted. ¡°What are you doing?!¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s lips curved with a playful smile, meeting her flustered gaze, ¡°Just some dust, helping you wipe it off.¡± Xiao Meier saw his smug look; her heart was a mix of embarrassment and annoyance. ¡°You¡¯re teasing me again!¡± She lightly kicked his chest with her foot. ¡°Ah! You¡¯re the Big Willow Tree with the shadowless kick?¡± Chen Cheng held onto the small foot that hadn¡¯t moved away yet, ¡°I¡¯m internally injured! You have to take responsibility now!¡± Chapter 34 - 34 34 Pushing the Cart Without Assistance ?Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Pushing the Cart Without Assistance Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Pushing the Cart Without Assistance Leaving the hospital, it was almost ten o¡¯clock at night. Xiao Meier limped along, supporting Chen Cheng, ¡°Ah, never expected not only to not get things sorted but also to sprain my ankle.¡± Chen Cheng consoled her, ¡°Isn¡¯t this good? You can rest for a few days.¡± ¡°You!¡± Just as Xiao Meier finished speaking, Chen Cheng¡¯s phone rang. ¡°Shu Biao.¡± He glanced at it and then answered, ¡°Hello?¡± ¡°Where you at, Dacheng?¡± Chen Cheng replied, ¡°Hospital.¡± ¡°F*ck, did you get into trouble?¡± ¡°Can¡¯t you wish for something good for me?¡± retorted Chen Cheng. ¡°Then what are you doing at the hospital so late at night?¡± Chen Cheng glanced at Xiao Meier beside him, ¡°If you¡¯ve got something to say, spit it out. I¡¯m busy here!!¡± He was indeed a bit preoccupied. One hand supporting Xiao Meier, he was still taking the call. ¡°Come out to play!¡± Feng Biao said cheerfully, ¡°Yingzi went on a business trip, I just dropped her off at the airport, and now I¡¯m heading back!¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s mind conjured up that overly cheerful face. Perhaps this is what married life is like, the wife leaves, and the day brightens. ¡°I¡¯ve got something going on,¡± Chen Cheng responded, ¡°Another time.¡± ¡°Come on!¡± Xiao Meier also overheard their conversation, noticing that Chen Cheng clearly wanted to go. ¡°Shu Biao, we are here at the People¡¯s Hospital. Come pick us up!¡± she said. ¡°Meier... Sister Meier?!¡± Feng Biao paused, ¡°Alright, be right there.¡± After hanging up, Chen Cheng said, ¡°Your foot is like this and you still want to come with me?¡± ¡°If you want to go, of course I¡¯ll accompany you,¡± Xiao Meier said with a smile, ¡°and you do want to go, don¡¯t you?¡± Her considerate nature was like a beam of light in the dark night, illuminating the path ahead for Chen Cheng. ¡°Sister Meier, how can you be so nice?¡± ¡°Hmph! I¡¯m not this nice to just anyone!¡± A cool breeze rustled Qianqian¡¯s hair and also Chen Cheng¡¯s heart. About twenty minutes later, Feng Biao arrived in a Land Rover. He got out of the car, scanning over both of them, ¡°What¡¯s this situation?¡± ¡°Sprained ankle,¡± replied Xiao Meier, ¡°Xiao Cheng brought me here to have it checked.¡± ¡°Nothing serious, I hope?¡± Feng Biao expressed with concern. ¡°If it were serious, would I have agreed to you?¡± Chen Cheng retorted, ¡°Open the car door, we¡¯ve been standing for too long already.¡± Feng Biao opened the back seat door, and after Chen Cheng helped Xiao Meier into the car, he sat down in the passenger seat. ¡°Where to?¡± Chen Cheng asked. Feng Biao cheerfully said, ¡°Got a membership card a few days ago, I was planning to give it to that grandson Li Dinger, but he didn¡¯t want it!¡± ¡°He¡¯s being recognized for excellence!¡± Chen Cheng responded. ¡°You¡¯ve seen him?¡± ¡°We drank together tonight,¡± Chen Cheng inquired, ¡°The last time you talked about finding him, was it about this matter?¡± Feng Biao nodded, ¡°Didn¡¯t the car dealership get issued a fine by them? I thought since we have this relationship, maybe I could ask for his help.¡± ¡°What trouble did you cause?¡± ¡°Ah, just a customer complaint, a minor issue,¡± Feng Biao replied, ¡°Who doesn¡¯t pull a little something these days?¡± Chen Cheng thought for a moment, ¡°Li Dinger probably has to be extra cautious recently, crucial period.¡± ¡°Yeah, we¡¯re brothers, he says it¡¯s inconvenient, and I can¡¯t pressure him, right?¡± ¡°Just go and pay the fine honestly,¡± Chen Cheng paused, ¡°Where are we headed?¡± ¡°Workers¡¯ Stadium.¡± Feng Biao started the car, ¡°At the opening, they borrowed about a dozen cars from our dealership for show, that¡¯s how I got this card.¡± ¡°Wow, you¡¯ve got a nice little side income, huh?!¡± Chen Cheng teased. ¡°Just 1000,¡± Feng Biao said with a laugh, ¡°Not even enough to fill a tooth gap!¡± Xiao Meier, sitting in the back, listened to the two¡¯s conversation and said, ¡°Are we going to a bar? I look like this...¡± ¡°Meier, let¡¯s just go have a couple of drinks, no hopping around,¡± Feng Biao started the car, ¡°Besides, we¡¯re at an age where we can¡¯t really hop anymore!¡± ¡°Do I need to change my clothes?¡± Xiao Meier shook her head. Chen Cheng turned around, ¡°No need, absolutely beautiful!¡± ¡°You¡¯re flattering me again!¡± ¡°Not at all!¡± Hearing the playful banter between the two, Feng Biao, who was driving, couldn¡¯t help but say, ¡°How about I go ahead and give you two a push?¡± ¡°Me pushing the cart, do I still need Mr. Biao?¡± Feng Biao was taken aback, ¡°Haha, you little rascal.¡± Xiao Meier didn¡¯t understand and asked in a foggy confusion, ¡°What push?¡± Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°Just banter.¡± ... At half-past eleven, West Road of the Workers¡¯ Stadium. Beijing¡¯s nightlife evolves quickly. Like the constant moving wheels, if you¡¯re not careful, you¡¯ll be left behind. Once wildly popular and leading places like Mix, Vix, Elements have all shut down, the domestic EDM nightclub, Shi San, that took over has also closed, and the top-ranked OT club in the country isn¡¯t what it used to be. But like predecessors, there will always be successors to take over the baton. Feng Biao led the two to a bar named Pacstar. Chen Cheng got out of the car and saw that this place used to be Babyface. It was Xiao Meier¡¯s first time coming to such a place, somewhat reserved, her body subconsciously moved closer to Chen Cheng. ¡°We¡¯ll be right with you, the manager will come out soon.¡± Feng Biao came back from making a call and said with a smile, ¡°They¡¯ve reserved a private booth for us.¡± Chen Cheng gave him a thumbs up, ¡°That¡¯s Mr. Biao¡¯s network for you!¡± ¡°Of course! Friends everywhere!¡± Soon, a man in his early 30s wearing a suit came out. Seeing Feng Biao, he energetically scattered his cigarette, ¡°Mr. Biao, sorry for the wait! Sorry for the wait!¡± ¡°We just got here,¡± Feng Biao took the cigarette, ¡°Business looks good! I see there¡¯s still a queue!¡± ¡°All thanks to friends¡¯ support,¡± the manager was also good at talking, ¡°Please, come inside.¡± The three entered the bar, and they were greeted by the murky air, flirtatious lighting, and booming sound waves that seemed to lift the ceiling. Naturally older than these youngsters, Xiao Meier¡¯s ripe demeanor and hourglass figure drew envious glances as soon as she entered. Holding onto Chen Cheng¡¯s arm, she was escorted under his protection to the private booth. A dozen Heinekens were already on the table. The manager said with a smile, ¡°Mr. Biao, have a great time. Call me if you need more.¡± Feng Biao put the car keys on the table, ¡°Okay, thanks.¡± Chen Cheng opened two bottles, ¡°Shall we?¡± ¡°Let¡¯s!¡± ¡°I¡¯ll have some too!¡± Xiao Meier shouted. Chen Cheng looked back, ¡°Can you drink?¡± ¡°That¡¯s what you don¡¯t get! Once you¡¯re drunk, your nerves are numb, and the pain in your feet is gone!¡± Feng Biao opened a bottle for her, ¡°Didn¡¯t you see Lord Guan getting drunk when he operated on himself to rid of poison?¡± Xiao Meier laughed uncontrollably, ¡°Haha, Shu Biao, when did you get so cultured?¡± Feng Biao raised his eyebrows, ¡°Dacheng taught it to me!¡± ¡°Hahaha!¡± The trio clinked bottles, Chen Cheng and Feng Biao drained theirs in one go, while Xiao Meier took a small sip. Just as Feng Biao was about to open another bottle, two waiters came over. ¡°Good evening, sir, this is the complimentary fruit plate for you.¡± The server brought over a large fruit platter and placed it on the table. Another waiter, holding a tray, approached, ¡°Sir, this is the complimentary drink for you, please enjoy.¡± Chen Cheng raised his eyebrows, and after the waiters left, he said, ¡°Biao, you really have some pull! They¡¯re even sending us freebies!¡± Feng Biao was smug, retorting, ¡°Do I even need to say it? Just mention my name here and you get at least the original price!¡± ¡°Haha, you¡¯re unbelievable!¡± Ding! Chen Cheng¡¯s phone, lying on the table, rang. His gaze sharpened. Tong Jialu from Beijing Dispatch: Brother Cheng! What a coincidence! Can I come over for a drink? I¡¯ve already sent some to your table. Teehee! Chapter 35 - 35 35 Why Did You Lie to Me ?Chapter 35: Chapter 35 Why Did You Lie to Me Chapter 35: Chapter 35 Why Did You Lie to Me Chen Cheng looked up, his gaze sweeping through the crowd until it finally settled on a familiar figure¡ªTong Jialu. The tight-fitting grey camisole dress accentuated her shapely figure perfectly. Her carefully styled big wavy curls, each one shining enticingly, with a few strands draped over her cheeks, added allure. She looked completely different from her usual self at work. She quietly watched in Chen Cheng¡¯s direction, waiting for his response. ¡°What¡¯s up? Got a friend over there?¡± Xiao Meier also glanced at the content on Chen Cheng¡¯s phone, moving her body to the rhythm of the music by her ear and said with a laugh, ¡°Invite them over, let¡¯s have fun together!¡± Feng Biao said, ¡°Yeah! The more the merrier! We can¡¯t finish all this alcohol by ourselves anyway!¡± ¡°Okay!¡± Chen Cheng stood up and waved at Tong Jialu. Tong Jialu quickly received Chen Cheng¡¯s signal, walked through the crowd, and approached. With every step she took, her flesh wrapped in black silk trembled slightly, and those Valentino heels without platforms were stunning both to men and women. ¡°Brother Cheng!¡± Arriving at the table, Tong Jialu threw back the big wavy curls from her chest and smiled continuously. Feng Biao¡¯s eyes were glued on her. He nudged Chen Cheng¡¯s arm and mumbled softly, ¡°Damn, when did you start getting so sweet?¡± Chen Cheng replied, ¡°It¡¯s that Mercedes C, remember? Don¡¯t you recognize her?¡± ¡°Ah? I really didn¡¯t recognize her!¡± Xiao Meier was also taken aback. The girl in front of them was so beautiful and young, radiating a bubbling vitality. Chen Cheng introduced, ¡°Xiao Lu, this is my childhood buddy, Feng Biao, Mr. Biao.¡± He then introduced Xiao Meier, ¡°This is Sister Er.¡± ¡°He is the manager Tong Jialu from the Bank of Beijing,¡± Chen Cheng finished the introductions. Tong Jialu always felt that Feng Biao looked somewhat familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere. But her attention was quickly drawn to Xiao Meier¡¯s innate sultriness. If her cousin Xia Yubing was the embodiment of cool abstinence, then Xiao Meier, who looked about her age, was a natural knockout. ¡°Hello,¡± Tong Jialu nodded in greeting, then moved besides Xiao Meier, ¡°Sister, may I sit here?¡± Xiao Meier shifted a little towards Chen Cheng¡¯s direction and nodded, ¡°Sure~¡± All four of them sat down again. Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Chen Cheng said, ¡°Xiao Lu, what a coincidence! I didn¡¯t expect to bump into you here!¡± ¡°I¡¯m here for a friend¡¯s birthday party.¡± Tong Jialu pointed to a large table not far away with a five-tiered cake on it. She said with a smile, ¡°I didn¡¯t expect to run into Brother Cheng here either!¡± Feng Biao opened the wine that Tong Jialu had brought and poured four glasses, ¡°Here¡¯s to serendipity, cheers!¡± After clinking glasses, Tong Jialu didn¡¯t linger too long and stood up. ¡°Brother Cheng, Mr. Biao, and Sister Er, I won¡¯t disturb you any longer,¡± she said, ¡°I¡¯ll be going over there.¡± ¡°Sure,¡± Chen Cheng nodded. ¡°Sister Er, see you next time~¡± Tong Jialu smiled squinting her eyes. Xiao Meier nodded woodenly, ¡°Yeah, goodbye.¡± After she left, Feng Biao said, ¡°And she¡¯s gone just like that! I didn¡¯t even get to show off yet!¡± ¡°You¡¯re using the wine she brought to toast her, what else did you expect?¡± Chen Cheng asked with a chuckle. ¡°Ah? She brought this?¡± Feng Biao bulged his eyes, ¡°No way? Did I just embarrass myself big time?¡± ¡°No worries, you didn¡¯t stand a chance anyway,¡± Chen Cheng said with a laugh. Xiao Meier asked, ¡°Xiao Cheng, are you close with her? Why did she bring us so much stuff only to sit for a while and then leave?¡± Chen Cheng replied, ¡°We used to have business dealings with her bank when I was working, and later...¡± ¡°What happened after that?¡± Xiao Meier was visibly anxious. Feng Biao chuckled, retelling the incident where he almost rear-ended a car last time, ¡°That girl is quite rich, driving a Mercedes, hitting nightclubs, no shortage of money!¡± Xiao Meier then breathed a sigh of relief. Chen Cheng noticed this subtle change in expression, ¡°What¡¯s the matter, Sister Meier?¡± ¡°It¡¯s nothing, nothing.¡± ¡°Cough, we¡¯re all friends here! Why so tense?¡± Chen Cheng deliberately probed. Xiao Meier, flustered, grabbed the beer on the table and took several big gulps, ¡°No...nothing!¡± Whistles rang out across the club, and the trio looked towards the source, witnessing an explosive scene. Three to five scantily clad dancers had taken their place on several high platforms, first coquettishly teasing, then the music suddenly sped up, and twerking ensued. Multicolored lights shone on their buttocks, creating a kaleidoscopic effect that dazzled the beholder. Chen Cheng and Feng Biao both crossed their legs and, with a critical eye, watched this unexpected audio-visual feast unfold. But Xiao Meier¡¯s face turned beet-red; she didn¡¯t know that bars played so wild these days, that people could be so unrestrained. ¡°Xiao Cheng, I need to go to the restroom.¡± ¡°Ah? Oh, okay!¡± Chen Cheng stood up, ¡°Let¡¯s go; I¡¯ll go with you.¡± Upon seeing them about to leave, Feng Biao asked, ¡°You¡¯re not watching anymore?¡± ¡°I need to piss!!¡± Chen Cheng escorted Xiao Meier to the restroom, ¡°Sister Meier, I¡¯ll wait for you here.¡± ¡°Okay.¡± Xiao Meier nodded. Yet the next second, she felt she might as well have stayed at her seat. Two young people, drunk, were passionately kissing by the door, completely oblivious to the gazes around them. She muttered to herself, ¡°Is everyone this open these days?¡± Chen Cheng turned back and looked at the lively crowd in the dance area, letting out a deep sigh, ¡°If only I were eight years younger.¡± ¡°Brother Cheng?¡± Tong Jialu also came over, and said upon seeing Chen Cheng, ¡°Haha, what a coincidence to see you here tonight?¡± ¡°Did you put a tracker on me?¡± Chen Cheng joked, ¡°Yes, I owe your bank money, but I need some personal space, right?¡± Tong Jialu covered her mouth and laughed, ¡°Brother Cheng, stop teasing me!¡± She stepped forward, ¡°Brother Cheng, are we friends?¡± ¡°Yes, of course!¡± ¡°Then why did you lie to me?¡± Tong Jialu countered. Chen Cheng¡¯s mind raced with numerous guesses. Lie? Did she remember Feng Biao? Figured out the Maybach isn¡¯t mine? ¡°I didn¡¯t lie to you, did I?¡± Chen Cheng said with a forced smile. ¡°You repeatedly said you don¡¯t know who Jin Baogen is, but your commercial draft was made out to his company,¡± Tong Jialu stated frankly, ¡°Can we not have some trust between us?¡± Chen Cheng suddenly understood. And Tong Jialu, feigning anger, lightly hit Chen Cheng¡¯s arm. Chen Cheng laughed, ¡°Mr. Jin, yes, I¡¯m very familiar with him, no false. But with you and Director Xia bluntly asking away, I didn¡¯t know what you¡¯re up to!¡± A gleam of surprise flashed in Tong Jialu¡¯s eyes, ¡°You finally admit it?¡± ¡°Tell me, what is it?¡± Chen Cheng responded calmly, waiting for her to speak. ¡°Brother Cheng, if it¡¯s convenient for you, I¡¯d like to ask you to introduce me to Mr. Jin Baogen,¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s tone was very earnest. In this club full of lies, it conveyed extreme sincerity. Pouting her rosy lips, she gave a bow of over ninety degrees, ¡°Please, I¡¯m really counting on your help!¡± Chapter 36 - 36 36 Endless Interest Bug ?Chapter 36: Chapter 36: Endless Interest Bug Chapter 36: Chapter 36: Endless Interest Bug ¡°You always have to tell me, what do you need to see Mr. Jin for?¡± Chen Cheng said, ¡°I can¡¯t just go see him for no reason and then arrange for your meeting, right?¡± Tong Jialu straightened up, looked at the man before her, and after a moment, she said: ¡°Our bank has recently launched a very good financial product, with a minimum subscription of 5 million. Mr. Jin Baogen is an important client we¡¯ve invited, but after several discussions, the returns have not been agreed upon, so...¡± Listening to Tong Jialu describe it, Chen Cheng felt more and more that she was deceiving him. Not to mention whether this financial product starting from 5 million is real or fake, but just the deeds of lending, sending wine, and bowing alone, it¡¯s worth much more than that. ¡°So that¡¯s it...¡± Chen Cheng didn¡¯t expose her, and he said, ¡°I¡¯ll ask Mr. Jin!¡± Tong Jialu nodded excitedly, ¡°Good, Brother Cheng! I¡¯ll wait for your reply!¡± ¡°First of all, I can¡¯t necessarily persuade him. You should be aware, Mr. Jin is...¡± ¡°I understand, understand!¡± Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow, ¡°Weren¡¯t you going to the restroom?¡± ¡°Oh! Right!¡± Realizing this, Tong Jialu bowed again, ¡°Thank you, Brother Cheng.¡± ¡°It¡¯s a simple matter!¡± After Tong Jialu left, Chen Cheng leaned against the wall, his mind racing. Jin Baogen had said that he knew quite a few people from the Jing Issue, but he did not know Xia Yubing, let alone Tong Jialu. Chen Cheng had a clear understanding in his heart, knowing there must be more to this. He recalled Tong Jialu¡¯s eager yet barely concealable nerves, and the fleeting look in her eyes when she mentioned the financial project starting at 5 million¡ªall signs that made him think the matter was not as simple as it seemed. ¡°Interesting,¡± Chen Cheng thought to himself, ¡°5 million? Financial investment?¡± The next second, his brain buzzed. ¡°Wait, does buying financial products count as consumption?¡± This was his first thought. According to the rules of the game, any funds in accounts under Chen Cheng¡¯s name would accrue interest, and in his current understanding, the act of buying financial products should also be considered a form of consumption. He took out his phone and opened Alipay. To verify his hypothesis, Chen Cheng spent just 1 yuan to buy into a financial product called ¡°Yida Enhanced Return Bonds¡±. The phone quickly showed ¡°Transaction in progress.¡± And the panel in Chen Cheng¡¯s mind refreshed at that moment. [Consumption: 39,226.5/1,000,000] ¡°It does count!¡± Chen Cheng thought happily. He took a deep breath, and just when he was about to buy in large scale, he found that such financial products had a lock-in period, and the duration was not short. ¡°Isn¡¯t this trapping the cash flow completely?¡± Chen Cheng stopped what he was doing. Although converting the 300,000 in his hand into another form would still yield high interest daily, given the current poor fund market conditions, whether losses would occur was another matter, and just the time cost alone could not satisfy Chen Cheng¡¯s desire to quickly raise the interest rate. Since bond investments were not viable, Chen Cheng had to change track. His thoughts hovered among various products, needing to find something that could be traded and redeemed real-time. ¡°Gold?¡± As soon as he thought of this, Chen Cheng¡¯s ideas suddenly expanded. The gold he thought of was not physical gold, but paper gold. Domestic paper gold accounts are currently not accepting new accounts, and in Chen Cheng¡¯s past transactions, there were numerous cases of banks digging pitfalls. What baffled him the most was that after he had seen the massive increase in gold prices following the latest U.S. GDP, Federal Reserve interest rates, and the latest non-agricultural data, But just when he finished modifying the trading rule code, the bank¡¯s trading system suddenly crashed. By the time he managed to log in successfully again, the price of paper gold had already soared to a high point. In just about ten minutes, he had missed the opportunity for a transaction that could have earned seventy to eighty thousand. Since the domestic situation was uncertain, Chen Cheng naturally turned his gaze to foreign trading platforms. London gold was naturally his top choice. London gold trading is more transparent and fair, less prone to price fraud or sudden blackouts. Most importantly, it allows prompt closing of positions and redemption. As a former practitioner, Chen Cheng naturally wouldn¡¯t opt for amateur funding boards like Wenhua or private platforms; he directly logged into LBMA and started operating. He glanced at the current consumption amount and rounded it up. He added 960,773.5 yuan, bought 1.23 hands of gold, and the interface in his mind refreshed again. [Expenses: 1,000,000/1,000,000] [Interest Rate Upgrade!] [Current Daily Interest Rate: 5.01%] Chen Cheng was thrilled, he proceeded to redeem his investment. After paying a fee of 444 yuan, Chen Cheng got his principal of 1 million yuan back. He did a quick calculation, with the current increase of 0.01%, the interest he could earn extra per day was 325.75 yuan. It seemed like spending 100 more, but as long as the base was large and reached the break-even point, this was an endless interest farming bug. ¡°Again!¡± This time, he directly invested 3 million yuan, buying 3.846 lots. [Interest Rate Upgrade!] [Current Daily Interest Rate: 5.04%] After paying about 1400 yuan for redemption, the 0.04% daily interest rate brought him an extra interest of nearly 1300 yuan. Chen Cheng¡¯s heart was racing, ¡°Almost there.¡± He bought another lot. [Interest Rate Upgrade!] [Current Daily Interest Rate: 5.07%] Still paying the same amount of fees, but the interest from 0.07% now already reached about 2300 yuan. ¡°Holy crap! This is too much of a bug!¡± Right when Chen Cheng was engrossed in the joy of this finger tapping, the settlement in his mind arrived on schedule. [Today¡¯s interest settled] [You have received 165,251.63 yuan] [Current Funds: 3,424,652.63 yuan] [Current Interest Rate: 5.07%] In a blink of an eye, it was twelve o¡¯clock. Chen Cheng took a deep breath, he couldn¡¯t help but exclaim: ¡°Now I really can¡¯t spend it all!¡± Xiao Meier also came out at this moment, she seemed nervous. ¡°Xiao Cheng...¡± Chen Cheng turned around, ¡°Eh? Why did it take so long?¡± Xiao Meier, with her hands behind her back and her robust legs crossed, shyly said, ¡°Shall we go back first?¡± Seeing her twisted posture, Chen Cheng knew she must be on her period. ¡°Sure.¡± He agreed: ¡°How could you drink something cold?¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t expect it to come today!¡± Xiao Meier frowned deeply, ¡°It was supposed to be next week!¡± Chen Cheng smiled helplessly, he took off his jacket and tied it around Xiao Meier¡¯s waist to cover the awkwardness behind her. Xiao Meier felt a warmth in her heart, a smile appeared on her face. ¡°Quite retro.¡± Chen Cheng teased: ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡± ¡°Do you mean I¡¯m old?¡± Xiao Meier frowned. ¡°Not at all! I think sister Meier still has her charm!¡± Chen Cheng laughed loudly: ¡°Much more flavorful than these young girls.¡± ¡°You!!!¡± The two returned to their booth. ¡°Shu Biao, sister Meier¡¯s foot hurts, we¡¯re going to head back first,¡± Chen Cheng said. Feng Biao looked at the table full of drinks, ¡°You¡¯re not drinking?¡± ¡°You keep it!¡± Chen Cheng smiled: ¡°Perfect, we¡¯re leaving, now you can really show off!¡± ¡°Don¡¯t start, if there are no witnesses, my skin will be skinned by Yingzi!¡± Feng Biao also stood up, ¡°Let¡¯s save it for next time.¡± ¡°Then I¡¯ll call a designated driver, wait for you outside.¡± Feng Biao nodded, ¡°Alright, you go first, I¡¯ll come out after storing.¡± He watched the two leaving, his eyes catching on the jacket around Xiao Meier¡¯s waist, ¡°Why is there a change of clothes after going to the restroom?¡± ¡°Damn, this guy couldn¡¯t have done the deed in the restroom, right!¡± Feng Biao cursed under his breath. Chapter 37 - 37 37 Show You What 10 Million Looks Like ?Chapter 37: Chapter 37: Show You What 10 Million Looks Like Chapter 37: Chapter 37: Show You What 10 Million Looks Like The next day, Chen Cheng finalized the kitchen equipment, exhaust ducts, tables and stools, and the private room renovation plans before driving off to find Jin Baogen. His heart was filled with doubts. Although he clearly knew that Tong Jialu¡¯s poor excuse was a lie, he still had to inform the related parties. Returning to Chaoyang Park, he went to the same lakeside pavilion where Jin Baogen was already waiting. ¡°Mr. Jin,¡± Chen Cheng approached quickly. Jin Baogen nodded, ¡°You¡¯re here!¡± ¡°I got held up in traffic for a bit, sorry.¡± ¡°No worries, when is there ever no traffic these days?¡± Jin Baogen, while feeding the unacquainted redfin, asked, ¡°What brings you here today?¡± Chen Cheng carefully chose his words, ¡°Mr. Jin, has Beijing Securities ever offered you any financial products?¡± Jin Baogen, holding a worm for the fish, was startled, ¡°No.¡± ¡°That¡¯s strange! Yesterday I met someone...¡± Chen Cheng recounted the whole story in detail, ¡°You see, the girl didn¡¯t need to panic so much just to fool me, right?¡± ¡°Tong Jialu...¡± ¡°Xia Yubing...¡± Jin Baogen repeated these two names, then after a while, ¡°I really don¡¯t know them.¡± ¡°Alright then, I¡¯ll go back to her,¡± Chen Cheng said with a smile: ¡°At the very least, one should be honest. Resorting to deceit shows that a person is no good!¡± He picked up the birdcage from the ground, ¡°Shall I carry this back to your car?¡± Jin Baogen took a seat and handed Chen Cheng a cigarette. ¡°Mr. Chen, do you think there¡¯s something fishy about this situation?¡± He lit his cigarette. Chen Cheng took one too, but feeling dizzy from the first puff after not smoking for two days. He let it burn anyways. ¡°I too feel there¡¯s something fishy!¡± Chen Cheng said candidly, ¡°Ever since the last time I brought your redfin to them, the development of things seems off.¡± He continued, ¡°Especially Xia Yubing. She seemed very eager to meet you.¡± Jin Baogen took a drag, ¡°After you asked me last time, I also had someone inquire about her.¡± ¡°What did they say?¡± ¡°Branch credit department manager, how would I know her.¡± Jin Baogen flicked the ash, ¡°I don¡¯t even know everyone at their headquarters!¡± ¡°Exactly!¡± Jin Baogen pondered for a moment, ¡°You just said they wanted to convince me to buy financial products?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°Starting from five million?¡± Chen Cheng nodded. Jin Baogen took a deep drag, his sharp gaze becoming deeper amidst the swirling smoke around him. ¡°Mr. Chen, I have an idea. Would you like to hear it?¡± Chen Cheng sat up straight, ¡°Go ahead.¡± ¡°You¡¯ll go on my behalf and make an appearance.¡± Jin Baogen slowly said: ¡°Take ten million over to their branch and test the waters.¡± Chen Cheng nearly dropped his cigarette. ¡°Ten million, where would I find that much money?¡± Chen Cheng said with a wry smile. ¡°I mean you take the ten million I give you.¡± Jin Baogen looked at Chen Cheng with profound meaning, ¡°Put on a show to draw the snake out of its hole.¡± ¡°You¡¯re giving me ten million?¡± Chen Cheng dug at his ear, ¡°Mr. Jin, this isn¡¯t a joke. If something¡¯s not right, this money...¡± Jin Baogen burst into laughter, ¡°You¡¯re just showing it to them! You¡¯re not really buying!¡± ¡°Just say that I¡¯m currently not in Beijing and have fully entrusted you to handle this matter for me,¡± he continued. ¡°This money is simply to act as bait, to see what tricks they are really playing.¡± ¡°Okay, Mr. Jin, I¡¯ll follow your advice,¡± Chen Cheng took a deep breath, ¡°When should I go?¡± ¡°Call now?¡± Jin Baogen said with a smile. ¡°I didn¡¯t realize you were in such a hurry!¡± ¡°Hahaha, just having fun!¡± Under Jin Baogen¡¯s gaze, Chen Cheng dialed Tong Jialu¡¯s voice call. ¡°Brother Cheng?¡± ¡°Xiao Lu!¡± Chen Cheng glanced at Jin Baogen, ¡°Is it convenient for you to talk?¡± ¡°Convenient! Convenient!¡± ¡°I¡¯ve contacted Mr. Jin here.¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s tone rose three degrees, ¡°Is he willing to meet again?¡± Jin Baogen nodded. Chen Cheng said, ¡°He agreed.¡± ¡°Brother Cheng, thank you so much!¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s voice nearly soared to the sky, ¡°When and where shall we meet?¡± ¡°I¡¯ll come to your bank!¡± Chen Cheng looked at the time on the screen, ¡°In an hour.¡± ¡°Great! I¡¯ll wait for you at the entrance!¡± After hanging up the phone, Jin Baogen stubbed out his cigarette and stood up, ¡°Let¡¯s go, let¡¯s transfer the money now, the two of us!¡± The two of them once again carried the birdcage and headed towards the parking lot. When they reached the Land Cruiser, Jin Baogen called for his driver to bring over a tablet, and after logging into the internet bank, both parties entered the amount and the recipient¡¯s account. The numbers on the screen raced swiftly, and very soon, £¤10 million was transferred into Chen Cheng¡¯s account. ¡°Mr. Chen, thank you for taking the trouble to run this errand,¡± Jin Baogen said. Chen Cheng looked at the real numbers on the transfer record and felt a jump in his heart. ¡°Mr. Jin, rest assured, I will get a clear answer for you, and I will protect these funds well.¡± Jin Baogen laughed heartily, ¡°£¤10 million, just for fun, isn¡¯t it good? Nowadays, there aren¡¯t many things that can bring joy.¡± Chen Cheng also smiled, ¡°After everything is settled, I¡¯ll refund the money to you.¡± ¡°No rush, it¡¯s just numbers after all.¡± Curiosity also filled Jin Baogen¡¯s eyes. He had been in the thick of action for many years and had seen all sorts of things, but this situation was a first for him. ¡°I¡¯m not worried with the money in your hands.¡± He glanced at his wristwatch, ¡°It¡¯s about time, you should go.¡± ¡°Alright! I¡¯ll notify you as soon as there¡¯s news.¡± Jin Baogen smiled faintly, ¡°Good!¡± Both of them got into their cars, Chen Cheng got into the Camry, and wiped his hand over the steering wheel, ¡°Cough, I really should have rented a car today!¡± But then he thought, ¡°Mr. Jin said to keep this money with me, so now with nearly £¤14 million in principal, how much interest can I make in a day?¡± The Camry left the parking lot following the Land Cruiser, heading towards Beijing Banking Corporation amidst Chen Cheng¡¯s brainstorming. ... Arriving near Beijing Banking Corporation, Chen Cheng still parked the car at the previous intersection and walked the rest of the way. Tong Jialu, standing at the bank entrance, anxiously and expectantly, hurried over as soon as she saw Chen Cheng¡¯s figure from afar. ¡°Brother Cheng!¡± Seeing Chen Cheng standing there alone, she looked around, ¡°Are you by yourself?¡± Chen Cheng cleared his throat, ¡°Mr. Jin isn¡¯t in Beijing right now; he entrusted me to come with the money to see you.¡± He said with a smile, ¡°What do you think? Mr. Jin is trustworthy, isn¡¯t he? He isn¡¯t here, but the money is.¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s face stiffened, caught between a rock and a hard place. ¡°You¡¯re so righteous, Brother Cheng!¡± Tong Jialu forced a smile, ¡°Please, this way, our director has been waiting for a long time!¡± ¡°Okay.¡± ¡°Brother Cheng, does Mr. Jin really want to buy our financial products?¡± Tong Jialu asked as they walked. Chen Cheng took out his phone, showing the balance, ¡°Could this be fake? The money is right here!¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s eyes lit up considerably, and she calculated in her mind for a moment, ¡°Brother Cheng! Let¡¯s discuss the details inside! You are our VVVIP customer!¡± Chen Cheng with his hands in his pockets, ¡°Is that so?¡± ¡°Absolutely!¡± Tong Jialu stepped to the side to lead the way, ¡°This way, please.¡± Chapter 38 - 38 38 Stubborn Xia Yubing ?Chapter 38: Chapter 38: Stubborn Xia Yubing Chapter 38: Chapter 38: Stubborn Xia Yubing ¡°Director, Mr. Chen has arrived.¡± Chen Cheng, led by Tong Jialu, stepped into Xia Yubing¡¯s office. As the door opened, he saw that beautiful cold face, greeting him with an incredibly warm smile. ¡°Mr. Chen!¡± Xia Yubing approached, ¡°We meet again.¡± Her gaze, like Tong Jialu¡¯s, paused slightly behind Chen Cheng before moving away and looking back at Chen Cheng. ¡°Director Xia.¡± Chen Cheng nodded. ¡°That... has Mr. Jin arrived yet?¡± Xia Yubing asked nervously. ¡°Mr. Jin is currently not in Beijing.¡± Chen Cheng responded calmly, while Tong Jialu added, ¡°However, he has authorized Mr. Chen to handle this matter on his behalf.¡± ¡°I see...¡± Xia Yubing¡¯s smile at the corners of her mouth slightly tightened. Chen Cheng cleared his throat, ¡°There¡¯s no need for him to personally make a trip for a financial management of several hundred million, right?¡± Tong Jialu repeatedly agreed, ¡°Yes, yes, yes, it was our negligence! For a client like Mr. Jin, a personal visit would indeed be better.¡± She then gave Xia Yubing a way out, ¡°Director, would you like to introduce the products to Mr. Chen here?¡± Xia Yubing gestured for Chen Cheng to come in, ¡°Mr. Chen, this way please.¡± ¡°Alright.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll go get something for Mr. Chen to drink.¡± Tong Jialu quickly asked, ¡°Mr. Chen, would you like water, coffee, or tea?¡± Chen Cheng walked over to the sofa and sat down, ¡°Mineral water will do.¡± Tong Jialu left the office, and Xia Yubing elegantly sat across from Chen Cheng. Her plain work attire unexpectedly exuded a charm of uniform temptation, especially the snow-white insteps visible beneath the trouser legs of her suit, smooth as silk. With Xia Yubing¡¯s lofty, abstinent demeanor, even Chen Cheng couldn¡¯t help but take an extra glance at her. Accustomed to such gazes from the opposite sex, Xia Yubing slowly rearranged her hair and asked, ¡°Mr. Chen, this is our second meeting, isn¡¯t it?¡± It was actually the third time Chen Cheng had seen her, only once, Xia Yubing hadn¡¯t noticed him. So, he nodded. ¡°Later, Xiao Tong will introduce the financial products to you,¡± Xia Yubing continued, ¡°If you have any questions or concerns, both Xiao Tong and I will answer them for you.¡± Chen Cheng felt a sudden jolt in his heart. ¡°Are they really trying to sell me a product?¡± he mused. ¡°Director Xia, about the financial matter, we can discuss it slowly,¡± Chen Cheng maintained his composure, smiling, ¡°But I do have a question that I¡¯d like to ask before learning about the product.¡± Xia Yubing gestured, ¡°Go ahead.¡± ¡°The first loan I processed through your bank, you approved 3 million for me. In that, how much did that bird cost?¡± Xia Yubing was somewhat taken aback by the direct topic. ¡°Mr. Chen, you really have a sense of humor!¡± Xia Yubing feigned ease, ¡°Your loan was rigorously reviewed by our credit department. Wasn¡¯t your company eligible to get that amount of money?¡± Chen Cheng silently nodded, ¡°And the second time with the commercial bills? That¡¯s also because of my company¡¯s qualifications?¡± ¡°Of course, you are our valued client.¡± ¡°Really?¡± Chen Cheng confirmed again, ¡°There were no other factors considered?¡± ¡°No, everything followed standard procedures, completely official.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s lips curled into a smile, ¡°In that case, I think there is no need for us to continue this discussion.¡± After saying that, he stood up. Xia Yubing was confused, ¡°Mr. Chen, what do you mean by...¡± ¡°Mr. Jin sent me here primarily because he felt that your bank offered significant convenience on my entrepreneurial journey.¡± Chen Cheng paused for a moment, ¡°Since, Director Xia, you¡¯ve said that my company was worth this much money originally and everything is handled in an official manner, then there¡¯s no need to return the favor, right?¡± Creak~ Just at this moment, the door to the office was pushed open. Tong Jialu, who came in with bottled water and documents, saw Chen Cheng about to leave and felt a chill in her heart. She hurriedly hooked the door with her foot in an attempt to keep him: ¡°Brother Cheng, what¡¯s going on? Don¡¯t rush off!¡± Xia Yubing, infuriated by Chen Cheng¡¯s unusual behavior, initially wanted to dominate the conversation, but found herself losing control after just a few words from Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng, with one hand in his pocket, said, ¡°Xiao Lu, we are friends after all. You see, I may not be known for my righteousness, but at least I value heartfelt friendship, right?¡± ¡°Brother Cheng, how could you possibly lack righteousness?!¡± Tong Jialu chimed in: ¡°Just yesterday you agreed to help, and today you brought 10 million to the meeting; I remember this kindness very clearly.¡± Xia Yubing caught a glimpse of something unusual in her expression that Chen Cheng did not notice. ¡°I just want to know the real answer, why has Director Xia turned so formidable?¡± Chen Cheng asked back. Tong Jialu stole a glance at Xia Yubing¡¯s expression, ¡°Ah! This is all my fault! I didn¡¯t report it clearly to Director Xia beforehand!¡± She took the blame onto herself, ¡°Director, Brother Cheng came with Mr. Jin¡¯s 10 million.¡± Xia Yubing once again scrutinized the young man in front of her; these days, it¡¯s hard enough to ask someone to forgo 1000 yuan, let alone 10 million. ¡°It seems that Jin Baogen and his relationship is really not ordinary,¡± she thought to herself. Tong Jialu placed the documents and water on the table, ¡°Brother Cheng, calm down. Let¡¯s sit down and talk this slowly.¡± ¡°I always say Xiao Lu is good at handling things!¡± Chen Cheng observed Xia Yubing, ¡°If it were anyone else, I would have switched banks already. 10 million, doesn¡¯t it earn interest wherever it¡¯s deposited!¡± Tong Jialu wore a placating smile, supporting Chen Cheng by the arm, ¡°Brother Cheng, you can¡¯t just deposit your money in another bank! We¡¯re friends!¡± The three of them sat down again. Xia Yubing still had an expressionless face, while Tong Jialu displayed overflowing enthusiasm, smiling even brighter than the sakura at Yuyuantan. ¡°Director Xia, can you now tell me the answers to my questions earlier?¡± Chen Cheng asked with his legs casually crossed. ¡°Mr. Chen.¡± Xia Yubing took a deep breath, ¡°I admit that when it comes to the loan amount for your company, there indeed were other factors considered.¡± Chen Cheng suppressed his excitement within, feeling as if he was just a step away from knowing the whole truth. ¡°But it definitely isn¡¯t because of that bird, or Mr. Jin Baogen¡¯s relationship,¡± she added. Faced with the stubborn Xia Yubing, Chen Cheng smiled faintly. ¡°Xiao Lu, I think there¡¯s no need to waste everyone¡¯s time anymore.¡± Chen Cheng stood up again, ¡°In the future, we may still have opportunities to collaborate, but they won¡¯t be many.¡± Saying this, he walked towards the door. ¡°Brother Cheng!¡± ¡°Brother Cheng!¡± Tong Jialu yelled out several times, but failed to stop Chen Cheng¡¯s departing footsteps. ¡°Cousin, why won¡¯t you admit it?¡± Tong Jialu stomped her feet anxiously, looking at Xia Yubing who still sat firmly in her seat, ¡°10 million! Though there¡¯s still a huge gap, if we manage this connection, wouldn¡¯t the remaining 30 million come quickly?¡± Xia Yubing¡¯s brows were tightly locked, she looked in the direction Chen Cheng had departed, and asked, ¡°Didn¡¯t you see that he was trying to trap me with his words?¡± ¡°What?¡± Xia Yubing got up, walked to the computer, and her fingers rapidly tapped on the keyboard. ¡°He is the vanguard sent by Jin Baogen,¡± she continued, ¡°If I had confessed, then I would have truly been passive.¡± Tong Jialu locked the door and came to the table, her eyes brimming with tears. ¡°Cousin, there¡¯s a 40 million gap in your account! If you don¡¯t admit it, where will the money come from to plug this hole!¡± She pursed her lips, ¡°I¡¯ll still go find Brother Cheng!¡± ¡°Don¡¯t you dare!¡± Xia Yubing looked up, then returned her gaze to the computer screen, ¡°I have my own ways to deal with him.¡± Chapter 39 - 39 39 High-Risk Account Management ?Chapter 39: Chapter 39 High-Risk Account Management Chapter 39: Chapter 39 High-Risk Account Management Walking out of Beijing Finance, Chen Cheng didn¡¯t see Tong Jialu chasing after him. He paused for three to five seconds before calling Jin Baogen, while walking towards the parking spot. ¡°Mr. Jin.¡± ¡°You have news so soon?¡± Jin Baogen picked up the call very quickly. Chen Cheng said, ¡°I probed a few questions, but Xia Yubing is tight-lipped and unwilling to talk.¡± ¡°Hahaha, as expected! If she could be tricked into revealing everything by just a few words from you, her capabilities would be too shallow.¡± Chen Cheng: ¡°So what do you think about this situation...¡± He turned his head and thought, ¡°I should return the money to you first! I feel uneasy keeping it.¡± ¡°Just 10 million, and you can¡¯t hold onto it?¡± Jin Baogen retorted. Chen Cheng chuckled, ¡°After all, it¡¯s not my own money!¡± ¡°Hahaha, I¡¯m not worried about you causing problems,¡± Jin Baogen responded. ¡°Keep it for now! The fight between you and Xia Yubing still needs a few more rounds!¡± Chen Cheng was silent for a while, ¡°Alright.¡± After hanging up, Chen Cheng returned to his Camry. He took out his mobile phone, looking at the account balance, feeling as if a small cat was scratching inside him, itchy and uncomfortable. After experiencing last night¡¯s interest brushing bug, this fast track to wealth seemed bewitched, constantly seducing him. Now, Chen Cheng¡¯s capital wasn¡¯t 3 million, but 13 million. This meant that once he made a move, the efficiency of interest brushing would increase more than fourfold! ¡°Let¡¯s brush 6% for fun!¡± Chen Cheng muttered to himself. With last night¡¯s experience, he now operated more smoothly. He logged into LBMA, ready to start brushing again. ¡°Isn¡¯t this just like borrowing a chicken to lay eggs Pro Max Ultra version?¡± Just as he logged into LBMA and was about to buy London gold like last night, a red ¡°error¡± popped up on the screen, hitting his heart like a precise sniper bullet. [Transaction Failed!] Chen Cheng bolted upright, ¡°Failed? How could it fail?¡± He hurriedly checked his LBMA account, opened the Beijing Finance app to confirm there were no issues with the funds, and tried the operation again, but the result was still ¡°Transaction Failed¡±. Chen Cheng felt a bad premonition rising in his heart. On a hunch, he opened WeChat, selected Xiao Meier¡¯s chat, and sent a 100 yuan red packet. [Transaction Failed!] Seeing the same result on different apps, Chen Cheng immediately realized that his account had been frozen. ¡°Damn it, playing dirty with me?¡± After pondering for a moment, he got out of the car and headed back to Beijing Finance to confront Xia Yubing. ... ¡°Brother Cheng?! Why did you come back?!¡± Tong Jialu, with a face full of grievance, left Xia Yubing¡¯s office. She didn¡¯t understand why her cousin was unwilling to be honest, nor did she know what she could do. However, seeing the hurried Chen Cheng reignited the flame of hope in her heart. ¡°I¡¯m looking for Xia Yubing.¡± Chen Cheng suppressed the anger in his heart and pushed open the door. Xia Yubing was still sitting behind the desk and wasn¡¯t surprised by Chen Cheng¡¯s return. Instead, she stared at him with a cold gaze. ¡°Director, Brother Cheng...¡± Xia Yubing waved a hand, ¡°Close the door.¡± ¡°Oh.¡± In the office, only Chen Cheng and Xia Yubing were left. Xia Yubing did not stand up this time, nor did she invite Chen Cheng to sit on the sofa in the living room. ¡°Director Xia, I think you owe me an explanation,¡± Chen Cheng said straightforwardly. Holding her brow, Xia Yubing slowly walked up to Chen Cheng, leaned on the table, and smiled, ¡°Mr. Chen, you are quite quick to notice.¡± ¡°Is there any basis for freezing my account?¡± ¡°Mr. Chen, it¡¯s time for me to explain.¡± Xia Yubing spoke calmly, ¡°Business loans must not be used for purchasing homes, real estate development, corporate equity investments, or investing in stocks/bonds/funds/futures/options and other securities or financial derivatives that are not related to the business¡¯s primary activities.¡± ¡°If you violate the relevant department¡¯s requirements or the aforementioned agreement, according to the contract, I have the right to request you to repay the loan in advance or announce the loan¡¯s premature expiration or adjust/reduce/suspend the credit limit, and pursue breach of contract and corresponding legal responsibilities.¡± ¡°Therefore, your account was flagged as high-risk and subjected to strict control,¡± Xia Yubing said sternly. Chen Cheng¡¯s expression darkened as he looked at the femme fatale before him, ¡°What do you want?¡± ¡°My demand is simple, you arrange a meeting with Jin Baogen for me, and I¡¯ll unlock your account,¡± Xia Yubing answered, ¡°This way, it¡¯s a win-win.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s suspicions were increasingly confirmed. Financial products are just a cover, Xia Yubing¡¯s true aim is to meet Jin Baogen. And her purpose in seeing Jin Baogen is definitely to ask for something. Money? Or perhaps, something whose value exceeds money? Chen Cheng couldn¡¯t figure it out at the moment. However, he also understood that the current situation was very unfavorable for him. Having his account frozen meant he could no longer conduct any transactions, let alone use the principal of 13 million to earn more profit. However, he also knew, the more Xia Yubing acted like this, it meant that the problems she faced were even thornier than his. ¡°Director Xia,¡± Chen Cheng said coldly. Xia Yubing responded. ¡°If you think you can use this frozen account to force me to comply with a request that I consider trivial,¡± Chen Cheng articulating each word, ¡°Then you are certainly underestimating me, Chen Cheng.¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°You need Jin Baogen, but you can¡¯t see him,¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s gaze was piercing, ¡°This means, you¡¯ve run into trouble as well.¡± He walked to the sofa and sat down gracefully, ¡°Instead, just tell me the truth, and I might consider it.¡± Xia Yubing had never experienced such an oppressive aura before. Normally, if a bank account is frozen, the involved person would obediently comply. However, Chen Cheng was not the least bit fearful, instead he reversed the roles again, casually lifting his legs, and staring at Xia Yubing with an amused look. ¡°You...¡± Xia Yubing pursed her lips. Chen Cheng gestured with his fingers, ¡°You are standing a bit far, I can¡¯t hear clearly.¡± ¡°If you want the people outside the door to hear, you can shout as well,¡± he said. Tong Jialu, who was outside the door, got startled by Chen Cheng¡¯s words and bumped into the door. Thud! Xia Yubing was also startled by this sudden noise, quickly went forward and opened the door. ¡°Boss...¡± Tong Jialu was rubbing her forehead. Xia Yubing yanked her in and relocked the door. ¡°Brother Cheng, please don¡¯t be angry!¡± Tong Jialu entered the room, ¡°The director...she also...¡± ¡°Xiao Lu!¡± Xia Yubing shook her head, stopping her from continuing. Chen Cheng looked at the two sisters from Icefire Bank, smiling, ¡°Are you two here to play good cop and bad cop for me?¡± ¡°No! Brother Cheng! Really not!¡± Tong Jialu rushed to Chen Cheng¡¯s side, ¡°It¡¯s just our personalities.¡± Her face was full of worry and grievance, ¡°Brother Cheng, I know you have a kind heart, please help my cousin!¡± Chapter 40 - 40 40 We Dont Want to be Puppets Anymore ?Chapter 40: Chapter 40 We Don¡¯t Want to be Puppets Anymore Chapter 40: Chapter 40 We Don¡¯t Want to be Puppets Anymore When Chen Cheng heard the words ¡°cousin¡± from Tong Jialu¡¯s mouth, his gaze naturally fell onto Xia Yubing, the ¡°family member.¡± Jinmao Mansion, Mercedes C, all the words Tong Jialu had spoken that night were linked together at this moment. Chen Cheng scrutinized the two women, noticing that although there was a semblance between their features, their temperaments were distinctly different. Xia Yubing was like the Talamakan Ice Glacier, calm and profound. While Tong Jialu was like the Tulufan Flame Mountain, passionate and full of vitality. One as ice, the other as fire, the contrast was mysterious and doubled the enjoyment. However, Chen Cheng¡¯s suspicions were not completely dispelled. Despite Xia Yubing¡¯s outstanding performance in the branch office, flourishing in her career, to buy a multi-million dollar mansion like Jinmao Mansion at around thirty years of age still seemed unbelievable to him. Moreover, the way she shopped extravagantly at SKP last time further deepened his doubts about the source of Xia Yubing¡¯s wealth. ¡°Cousin?¡± Chen Cheng raised his eyebrows, ¡°Wow, Xiao Lu, I really didn¡¯t see that you two were cousins before.¡± Seeing that her relationship was exposed, Xia Yubing did not argue further. Instead, she turned to Chen Cheng and pressed, ¡°Mr. Chen, what do you think about my proposal?¡± Chen Cheng leaned on the sofa and glanced at her sideways, ¡°Is this how you ask someone for a favor?¡± Just as Xia Yubing was about to retort, Tong Jialu preempted her. She knelt down in front of Chen Cheng and said earnestly, ¡°Brother Cheng, my cousin is just like that, but she has a good heart. I apologize on her behalf.¡± Chen Cheng glanced at Tong Jialu at his feet. Her anxious face was slightly flushed, and those eyes that should have been vibrant were now tinged with a hint of fear. Her usually rosy lips were now pale with fright. Seeing this, Xia Yubing stepped forward to help Tong Jialu up. However, Tong Jialu pulled her hand away, with a tone more resolute than ever: ¡°Cousin! Wake up! Right now, only Jin Baogen can save you, otherwise, once the audit this quarter starts, you¡¯re going in!¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s heart tightened sharply, feeling like he was touching the core of the incident. He had speculated before that the reason these two sisters were so wealthy was either because their men were rich, or their mother¡¯s men were rich. But from the current situation, the problem with Xia Yubing lay in herself. ¡°Embezzlement of office? Or misappropriation of deposits?¡± These thoughts sprang into Chen Cheng¡¯s mind. Under the watchful, tear-filled eyes of Tong Jialu, Xia Yubing¡¯s usual cold demeanor seemed to melt, revealing a hint of struggle and helplessness. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, cousin.¡± Tong Jialu lowered her head, this being the first time she had objections to Xia Yubing. Xia Yubing released her hand, her chest heaving violently. She glanced at Chen Cheng and, after a moment¡¯s thought, sat down. ¡°Mr. Chen,¡± Xia Yubing said coldly, ¡°Your relationship with Mr. Jin is something I cannot compare to.¡± Chen Cheng did not respond, listening to her continue. ¡°Mr. Jin holds a pivotal position in the debt circle, his resources and connections are beyond my reach.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s mind was both shocked and bewildered. He had never linked the old man, who carried a birdcage in Chaoyang Park, to any influential figure in the debt circle. But on closer thought, one who could simply transfer ten million yuan must indeed be wealthy or noble. Before he was fired, he worked as a quant and had some understanding of bonds and investment. Investment hasn¡¯t been doing well these years. But bonds have been rising like the sun. These years, due to the re-emergence of the credit bond market, the fixed-income departments of brokerage firms in the primary market were eager to issue bonds. Even interns and front-desk staff were sent to the front lines to grab the most benefits from this capital feast. And the popularity of the primary market was because a vast amount of funds poured into the secondary market. As long as one could issue bonds, there was no loss-making business; it was merely a matter of earning more or less. Xia Yubing nonchalantly said, ¡°The reason I approached Mr. Jin is because I have a 40-million-yuan asset management product expiring soon, and I need his help to negotiate.¡± Upon hearing these words, Chen Cheng seemed to have completed the loop of the entire event. The so-called asset management products are publicly known as financial products. Those issued by banks are called ¡°wealth management plans,¡± those by trust companies are called ¡°trust plans,¡± and those by securities and insurance companies are called ¡°asset management plans.¡± And those issued by public or private equity are funds. In essence, they¡¯re all vehicles for money, namely investing and managing the publicly entrusted funds. Still, Chen Cheng couldn¡¯t figure out what role the unguarded Mr. Jin played in this loop. ¡°Having Mr. Jin intervene in a multi-million transaction seems rather an overkill,¡± Cheng said as he entered the door. Xia Yubing nodded, ¡°Indeed, a 40-million transaction means nothing in Mr. Jin¡¯s eyes.¡± ¡°But for me, it¡¯s a life-or-death deal,¡± she added. ¡°It seems like this is none of our business, right?¡± Chen Cheng continued questioning, ¡°It¡¯s not about money, nor everything you¡¯ve mentioned, the ultimate beneficiary is you, not us.¡± ¡°Mr. Chen, I am not the ultimate beneficiary either.¡± Tong Jialu took over, ¡°Brother Cheng, my cousin is just a distributor in this round of asset management products.¡± Chen Cheng swallowed, looking at the enigmatic sisters in front of him as if their bank employees¡¯ identity was just their disguise to the outside world. ¡°Mr. Chen, I was the underwriter for this 40-million product for my boss,¡± Xia Yubing honestly said: ¡°I only took a small commission, most of the profits are not mine.¡± Chen Cheng pondered for a moment, ¡°So what you mean is that you want Mr. Jin to buy the product out of your hand?¡± ¡°This idea was suggested by Xiao Lu,¡± Xia Yubing glanced at Tong Jialu, ¡°By selling off the 40 million products, my accounts would be settled.¡± Tong Jialu nodded firmly. ¡°So, the product you wanted to show me when I first entered the door today, was it real?¡± Chen Cheng asked back. ¡°Yes, Brother Cheng.¡± Chen Cheng gasped, ¡°Then why are you not following through with your plan now?¡± Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu looked at each other, and upon seeing the clear yet firm look in Tong Jialu¡¯s eyes, Xia Yubing spoke: ¡°We no longer want to be puppets.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s heart skipped a beat; the word ¡®puppet¡¯ implied that there was someone else behind these sisters. ¡°So, we want you, Brother Cheng, to help us contact Mr. Jin,¡± Tong Jialu pleaded, ¡°Only he can completely extract me and my cousin from this money game.¡± Chapter 41 - 41 41 I Want to Get What I Deserve ?Chapter 41: Chapter 41 I Want to Get What I Deserve Chapter 41: Chapter 41 I Want to Get What I Deserve Chen Cheng finally understood the cause and effect, he looked at the two people in front of him, but did not immediately give a reply. ¡°Director Xia, this matter is not impossible to handle.¡± He slowly began. Tong Jialu¡¯s face showed joy, ¡°Brother Cheng, I knew it, you would definitely help us!¡± Chen Cheng waved his hand slightly, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Xia Yubing, ¡°You froze my accounts, this matter, there must be an explanation, right?¡± ¡°I can apply to unfreeze them.¡± ¡°How long?¡± ¡°Within seven business days.¡± Xia Yubing responded crisply. Chen Cheng laughed, his tone somewhat teasing: ¡°Director Xia, over 13 million in funds frozen for 7 business days? This loss is not a small amount. Even if I donated it for charity, at least I could have earned a good reputation.¡± Xia Yubing re-evaluated Chen Cheng¡¯s thoughts, knowing she needed to offer a more attractive condition: ¡°What do you want?¡± ¡°I want to get the benefits I deserve.¡± Tong Jialu nervously pursed her lips, she turned to Xia Yubing, hoping she could provide a satisfactory answer. Xia Yubing took a deep breath, walked to a computer, picked up a calculator, and quickly calculated: ¡°Based on the current amount of 13,424,550 yuan in your account, the interest for seven days calculated at four times the LPR annual rate is 39,648.4 yuan.¡± She looked up, her gaze firm, ¡°This is the interest compensation I can offer personally, what do you think about this?¡± Chen Cheng shook his head with a smile, ¡°Forty thousand yuan? That¡¯s mere alms!¡± Seeing Chen Cheng disagree, Tong Jialu anxiously grabbed Chen Cheng¡¯s arm, saying, ¡°Brother Cheng, this is already the biggest sincerity my cousin can offer. Please help~¡± ¡°Hey, don¡¯t try to use beauty tricks on me!¡± Chen Cheng looked at those big watery eyes, ¡°I don¡¯t want to be deceived!¡± Xia Yubing knew she needed to offer something more practical than interest: ¡°Mr. Chen, please state your terms. As long as it¡¯s within my power, I can agree.¡± Chen Cheng stood up, his gaze wandering between the two, ¡°I need to see your sincerity and cooperation attitude.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s words made both Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu fall into deep thought. After a moment, Xia Yubing broke the silence first: ¡°Mr. Chen, to show our sincerity, I can add one more thing on top of the seven days¡¯ interest as a guarantee for you.¡± ¡°What guarantee?¡± ¡°If you still need funds, within my authorized range, I will handle it,¡± Xia Yubing answered. ¡°Including raising your credit limit, extending the repayment period, or reducing the loan interest rate,¡± she added. Tong Jialu also joined in, ¡°Brother Cheng, if there¡¯s anything you need help with, whether it¡¯s business-related or private matters, I¡¯ll do my utmost!¡± Hearing this, Chen Cheng took out his mobile phone, ¡°Is it okay to record this?¡± The two sisters looked at each other, both surprised. But there was no other choice. ¡°Okay,¡± Xia Yubing agreed, ¡°I¡¯ll go first.¡± Chen Cheng smiled slightly, turned on the video, and aimed it at this icy beauty, ¡°Director Xia, you can start now.¡± Xia Yubing clearly repeated her promise: ¡°If Mr. Chen still needs funds, within my authorized range, I will handle it. Including raising Mr. Chen¡¯s credit limit, extending the repayment period, or reducing the loan interest rate.¡± Chen Cheng nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Tong Jialu, ¡°Xiao Lu, your turn.¡± Tong Jialu did not hesitate, repeating what she had just said. ¡°All set.¡± Chen Cheng put away his phone, ¡°I¡¯ll go see Mr. Jin first, and will notify you if there¡¯s any news.¡± Tong Jialu blinked, ¡°Mr. Jin, weren¡¯t you not in Beijing? Do you need me to book a ticket for you?¡± Chen Cheng smiled faintly, ¡°Sometimes, you can¡¯t completely trust what a man says.¡± ... At six in the evening, on Desheng Gate Street, Chen Cheng and Jin Baogen met again. The two of them sat in the back row of a Land Cruiser. ¡°Mr. Jin, I¡¯ve already found out about the matter,¡± Chen Cheng said. Jin Baogen smiled, ¡°That fast? Your last call said there had been no progress.¡± ¡°Sometimes, you have to push yourself to see better results.¡± Jin Baogen laughed heartily, ¡°Then, tell me about it.¡± ¡°Xia Yubing has a financial management product worth 40 million, she needs your help.¡± Chen Cheng recounted the situation, ¡°But, there¡¯s something I need to be honest with you about.¡± Jin Baogen responded with a sound. ¡°Xia Yubing has frozen my accounts. Your 10 million will need to be sealed in my account for seven days.¡± ¡°That woman, she really has some tricks,¡± Jin Baogen pulled out a cigarette and rolled down the car window halfway, ¡°Freezing the account, making you turn back.¡± He wasn¡¯t in a hurry, leisurely lighting a cigarette and asking, ¡°Mr. Chen, what do you think is the most profitable business?¡± ¡°I used to think that people can¡¯t earn money beyond their understanding,¡± Chen Cheng said slowly, ¡°But after today, I found out that this understanding depends on one¡¯s perspective.¡± He glanced at the elderly man next to him, ¡°For instance, I never knew you were a big shot in the debt circle!¡± ¡°Hahaha, what big shot!¡± Jin Baogen laughed heartily, ¡°We¡¯re all just trying to make a living here, it¡¯s just that I¡¯ve been a bit luckier than most.¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, I didn¡¯t know how the debt circle operates. Would it be convenient for you to...¡± Jin Baogen took a shallow drag, ¡°Want to hear about it?¡± Chen Cheng nodded. ¡°My rise as you know was during that era, it was called speculative trading,¡± Jin Baogen said candidly, ¡°The business I do now can also be called speculative trading.¡± Chen Cheng listened intently. ¡°I use futures as a channel, one hand connecting with financiers, the other with various institutions, executing selling, subdivision, and passing of notes. Controlling the capital chain upstream and downstream, collecting rebates from it.¡± Though Jin Baogen¡¯s words were lightly spoken, they imposed a great pressure on Chen Cheng. ¡°The most profitable business is making money from money,¡± he continued, ¡°Working hard in the real industry isn¡¯t as quick as in finance.¡± Chen Cheng suddenly felt an eye-opening sensation, ¡°Mr. Jin, I haven¡¯t realized, you are the real master!¡± Jin Baogen waved his hand, ¡°I¡¯m also about to retire.¡± He looked towards Chen Cheng, ¡°Mr. Chen, would you be interested in this effortless trade?¡± Chen Cheng widened his eyes, showing an incredulous expression. ¡°Mr. Jin, you¡¯re willing to mentor me?¡± ¡°Hahaha, everything has its succession,¡± Jin Baogen spoke frankly, ¡°I have neither sons nor daughters, Mr. Chen, and you are like a son to me. Who else would I choose but you?¡± Chen Cheng was deeply moved, ¡°Mr. Jin, I...¡± ¡°What conditions did Xia Yubing offer?¡± Jin Baogen interrupted Chen Cheng, ¡°Let me hear if you have the guts.¡± Chen Cheng took out his cellphone and showed Jin Baogen the recent recording. ¡°Mr. Chen, you¡¯re even tougher than I was back then,¡± Jin Baogen remarked after watching. Chen Cheng gave an awkward smile, ¡°So, about this matter?¡± Jin Baogen looked deeply into Chen Cheng¡¯s eyes, ¡°I¡¯ve said before, your issues are my, Jin Baogen¡¯s, issues. You¡¯ve already asked today, how could I not help?¡± Chapter 42 - 42 42 Minor Characters and Important Figures ?Chapter 42: Chapter 42 Minor Characters and Important Figures Chapter 42: Chapter 42 Minor Characters and Important Figures Turn left at Tsinghua West Gate and then head west along the southern wall of the Yuanming Gardens. The Land Cruiser finally stopped in front of a three-story building. This building, which looked like it had seen some years, had no sign at the entrance, yet seven or eight luxury cars were quietly lined up along the nearby roadside. Among these cars were either Mercedes or BMWs, with the least expensive being a lavish 2020 S500L. Jin Baogen calmly lit a cigarette, with Chen Cheng following behind him. Two tall men, both over 1.8 meters, dressed in black shirts, with buzz cuts and burly figures, saw Jin Baogen and called out: ¡°Mr. Jin.¡± Jin Baogen nodded, about to step through the doorway, then turned back to Chen Cheng and said, ¡°Send this location to Xia Yubing, tell her to hurry over.¡± ¡°And don¡¯t forget to call Tong Jialu.¡± ¡°Okay, Mr. Jin.¡± Chen Cheng replied. As the door opened, a melodious sound of the piano hit Chen Cheng¡¯s ears. What caught his eyes was a giant mahogany screen, intricately carved with dragons and phoenixes, naturally dividing the space. Around the walls of the room hung several ancient landscape paintings, their brushstrokes revealing profound artistic conception. And in a corner of the hall, a woman dressed in a cheongsam was playing a musical instrument. Chen Cheng suddenly felt as if he¡¯d stepped into a five-star hotel. But everything before him made him feel that the understated luxury here surpassed any five-star hotel he had ever visited. A waitress in a short cheongsam brought over a tray and handed over two towels. ¡°It¡¯s hot, wipe your face,¡± Jin Baogen said to Chen Cheng. The faint scent of jasmine carried away Chen Cheng¡¯s fatigue, but stoked his curiosity even more. He had guessed this was Jin Baogen¡¯s private club, but couldn¡¯t help asking: ¡°Mr. Jin, what place is this?¡± Jin Baogen put down his towel, ¡°Just a spot to eat and chat with friends. Come on, they should be arriving soon.¡± Following suit, Chen Cheng placed the towel back on the tray and followed Jin Baogen¡¯s footsteps to take the elevator. ... ¡°Mr. Chen, President Li from the Jingfa Bank will be here in a bit,¡± Jin Baogen said from within the sitting room: ¡°Xia Yubing¡¯s issue can be resolved tonight.¡± Chen Cheng sat upright, mentally linking the ¡°Lao Li¡± mentioned by Jin Baogen with the big shot behind the scenes Xia Yubing referred to. ¡°Okay, Mr. Jin.¡± Jin Baogen¡¯s smile revealed a trace of ease, ¡°Don¡¯t be nervous, treat this place like your own home.¡± Chen Cheng smiled awkwardly, ¡°This is my first time here, Mr. Jin!¡± ¡°Ha ha ha, Mr. Zhai used to come here often,¡± Jin Baogen reminisced: ¡°Most of the items here, he helped me find.¡± Chen Cheng blinked, ¡°My grandpa has been here before?¡± ¡°Yes,¡± Jin Baogen looked around and walked over to an antique shelf, picking up an enameled glass cup, ¡°Look familiar?¡± Chen Cheng took it into his hands, examining it closely. ¡°This... isn¡¯t this the cup I used to drink soda from as a kid, the one that made grandpa chase me around to smack me?¡± Jin Baogen nodded with a smile, ¡°That¡¯s the one.¡± A familiar object made Chen Cheng feel a lot more at ease. He respectfully handed it back, ¡°I thought grandpa sold it, I didn¡¯t realize he¡¯d given it to you.¡± ¡°Eh, Mr. Zhai took the money for it,¡± Jin Baogen said with a laugh: ¡°Mr. Zhai and I, we settle accounts clearly.¡± ¡°I see...¡± As they were talking, there came a knock at the door. After the waitress opened it, in walked a middle-aged man. He was a bit overweight, belly protruding, with a benign face, and on seeing Jin Baogen, his mouth spread into a big smile like a blooming lotus. ¡°Lao Li, come on in,¡± Jin Baogen greeted enthusiastically, ¡°Let me introduce you, this is Chen Cheng, Mr. Chen.¡± ¡°Mr. Chen, this is President Li Zhida from Jingfa Bank¡¯s head office.¡± Li Zhida nodded to Chen Cheng, ¡°Mr. Chen, a pleasure to meet you.¡± Chen Cheng responded politely, ¡°President Li.¡± ¡°Just call me Lao Li,¡± Li Zhida said with a smile. ¡°It feels more intimate!¡± Jin Baogen gestured for both of them to sit down, then said to Li Zhida, ¡°Lao Li, there¡¯s a bridge loan coming to your bank soon. Keep an eye out for me when it does.¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, rest assured, I will personally oversee it.¡± Jin Baogen took out some cigarettes and offered one to each of them. Then, he changed the topic, ¡°The reason I asked you here today is actually for another matter.¡± ¡°Please, go ahead.¡± Jin Baogen, holding his cigarette, said, ¡°There¡¯s a credit officer named Xia Yubing from one of your sub-branch departments who will be coming over too.¡± Chen Cheng tried to read Li Zhida¡¯s expression, sensing that his guess was off once again. Upon hearing this name, Li Zhida showed no change in expression, as if he didn¡¯t recognize the person at all. ¡°Mr. Chen, which department are you talking about?¡± Jin Baogen asked. Chen Cheng replied, ¡°Zhongguancun.¡± Jin Baogen nodded, ¡°She was helping us with underwriting for wealth management, and now she doesn¡¯t want to do it anymore. Call and find out who her superior is and have him come here too.¡± Li Zhida put down his cigarette, ¡°Mr. Jin, give me five minutes.¡± With that, he stood up and walked over to the window to make a phone call. Seeing this, Chen Cheng seemed to come to some sort of realization. Jin Baogen could easily have someone check Xia Yubing thoroughly; the fact that he didn¡¯t was because she wasn¡¯t important enough for him to delve into. ¡°We¡¯ll have an outcome shortly,¡± Jin Baogen said. Chen Cheng nodded and cupped his hands as he lit Jin Baogen¡¯s cigarette. After it was lit, Jin Baogen patted the back of his hand. ¡°Mr. Jin, they will arrive soon,¡± said Li Zhida, returning from the phone call. ¡°Come, have some tea.¡± Approximately twenty minutes later, the door was knocked upon again. Chen Cheng looked up and saw Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu. Their faces were filled with nervousness and unease; it was clear they, like Chen Cheng, were in such a high-end place for the first time. ¡°Is it them?¡± Jin Baogen asked, even though he had seen the recording from Chen Cheng. ¡°Yes, Mr. Jin.¡± Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu stepped into the reception room. The faint scent of tea and the sophisticated decor in the room, however, made them feel rather uncomfortable. Their gazes wandered around, trying to draw some comfort from their surroundings, but then Tong Jialu noticed Li Zhida. ¡°Sister, it¡¯s President Li from the head office!¡± she whispered, tugging Xia Yubing¡¯s arm. Xia Yubing, however, was focused on Jin Baogen, the person she had been eager to meet. Sitting on the sofa, Jin Baogen had a faint smile on his lips, and his eyes carried an indescribable presence that was hard to face. He didn¡¯t seem like a stern person, but the innate authority and composure exuded from him made Xia Yubing involuntarily tense. Compared to Jin Baogen and Li Zhida, the only familiar person present for the siblings was Chen Cheng. ¡°Please, take a seat,¡± Jin Baogen invited them to the sofa with a gesture. Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu carefully sat down, trying to make their movements look less rigid. Jin Baogen, smiling at them, said, ¡°I¡¯ve heard you¡¯ve run into some trouble recently?¡± Both sisters nodded at the same time. ¡°Don¡¯t worry,¡± Jin Baogen emphasized again, ¡°since I¡¯ve promised Mr. Chen, I will give you both a satisfactory answer tonight.¡± Xia Yubing tensed up even more upon hearing Jin Baogen¡¯s reference to Chen Cheng. ¡°Sis, did he just call him Brother Cheng, Mr. Chen??¡± Tong Jialu muttered. Jin Baogen turned to Li Zhida and asked, ¡°Lao Li, how much longer until your person arrives?¡± Chapter 43 - 43 43 The First Lesson of Entering the Profession ?Chapter 43: Chapter 43 The First Lesson of Entering the Profession Chapter 43: Chapter 43 The First Lesson of Entering the Profession Half an hour later, the person Jin Baogen was waiting for arrived. Fang Yisong, the branch director of Zhongguancun, was also Xia Yubing¡¯s underwriting supervisor, and the ¡°important figure¡± Chen Cheng wanted to know about. However, from the moment he entered the reception room, the man in his forties could barely sit still. ¡°President Li, is there something wrong?¡± He hunched over, handing out cigarettes to everyone. Particularly after he saw Xia Yubing and her sister, he figured out what was going on. Li Zhida didn¡¯t take one, instead he said, ¡°Lao Fang, today it¡¯s Mr. Jin who¡¯s invited you over.¡± Fang Yisong, wiping the perspiration from his forehead, had worked for the bank for many years but this was his first time meeting Jin Baogen. ¡°Mr. Jin.¡± Jin Baogen gestured with his hand, ¡°Stop fussing, sit.¡± ¡°Alright.¡± Fang Yisong sat down, placing both hands on his knees. Jin Baogen cleared his throat, ¡°Today I¡¯ve invited President Li, Director Fang, and the two ladies here on behalf of Mr. Chen.¡± Fang Yisong looked towards Chen Cheng, who was sitting beside Jin Baogen, and nodded in greeting. ¡°It¡¯s simple: Director Xia has a product worth 40 million that¡¯s about to mature. I plan to take over,¡± Jin Baogen said nonchalantly. Fang Yisong took a quick glance at Xia Yubing, only to see her expressionless face, as cold as ice. ¡°Mr. Chen will handle this issue,¡± Jin Baogen turned to Chen Cheng, ¡°Make sure you coordinate the handover with Director Xia.¡± ¡°Understood, Mr. Jin.¡± Fang Yisong¡¯s back was soaked in sweat, the powerful aura of Jin Baogen rendered the 23-degree air conditioning ineffective. ¡°Director Fang.¡± Jin Baogen continued. The moment his name was called, Fang Yisong immediately stood up. Jin Baogen waved his hand, signaling him to sit down, ¡°Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu ¨C they no longer want to underwrite. Personally, I agree. What do you think?¡± ¡°I will comply with whatever Mr. Jin arranges!¡± Fang Yisong nodded repeatedly. Upon receiving such a response, both sisters¡¯ expressions changed subtly. Xia Yubing¡¯s brows relaxed slightly, and a smile showed on Tong Jialu¡¯s face. It seemed that, at that moment, they truly felt relieved. ¡°Lao Li.¡± Jin Baogen continued, ¡°There are still positions at the head office, right? It should be fine for these two ladies to join, shouldn¡¯t it?¡± ¡°No problem,¡± Li Zhida replied succinctly. This arrangement surprised the sisters once again. Not only were they escaping their plight, but they were also promised positions at the head office ¨C something they could never have dreamed of. ¡°Thank you, Mr. Jin! Thank you, President Li!¡± Tong Jialu genuinely stood up, and then added, ¡°Thank you, Director Fang.¡± Jin Baogen smiled, ¡°Young lady, you¡¯re quite interesting.¡± Seeing this, Xia Yubing also stood up, ¡°Thank you, Mr. Jin. Thank you, President Li.¡± ¡°After you hand over your products to Mr. Chen, come and report in,¡± Li Zhida said. ¡°Okay.¡± Jin Baogen clapped his hands, ¡°That should be about it, Miss Xia, Miss Tong, your issues have been resolved.¡± The sisters expressed their gratitude once more. Jin Baogen told Li Zhida and Fang Yisong, ¡°There¡¯s some food prepared in the dining room, you two go ahead, we¡¯ll join you shortly.¡± ¡°Understood, Mr. Jin.¡± Once Li and Fang left, only Jin Baogen, Chen Cheng, and the two sisters remained in the hall. Jin Baogen lit another cigarette and asked, ¡°How long have you two been doing the underwriting for us?¡± ¡°Seven years,¡± Xia Yubing answered truthfully. ¡°Three years,¡± replied Tong Jialu. Jin Baogen nodded, ¡°Seven years, you two have surely reaped your fair share of benefits from it.¡± With that statement, the temperature in the room seemed to drop by ten degrees. Both individuals bore a look of deep concern, resembling those who had narrowly escaped a calamity only to encounter even greater troubles. ¡°I don¡¯t object to anyone making money, as long as it doesn¡¯t harm the interests of others,¡± Jin Baogen continued. ¡°But, having made a profit, you now wish to simply walk away. I think there¡¯s no such easy deal in the world, is there?¡± Upon hearing this, the two sisters¡¯ faces turned instantly pale. Xia Yubing bit her lower lip tightly, while Tong Jialu, in a state of panic, clutched Xia Yubing¡¯s hand. Jin Baogen took a deep drag on his cigarette and slowly exhaled, his voice filled with unmistakable authority: ¡°Miss Xia, Miss Tong, I have seen your efforts. Over the years, you have brought substantial profits to Beijing Finance, to me, and to my clients. I acknowledge that. But rules must not be broken. If you want to leave, then you must do so according to the rules.¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, we...¡± Xia Yubing tried to explain but was cut off by Jin Baogen with a gesture of his hand. ¡°Here¡¯s the deal, leave behind fifty million, and you¡¯re free to go,¡± Jin Baogen said nonchalantly. Fifty million! To the sisters, this was an astronomical figure. Though they had earned quite a lot over the years, they had not made this much. Even if they sold the house at Jinmao Mansion, they probably wouldn¡¯t be able to come up with the full amount. ¡°The money will allow me to explain things to others,¡± Jin Baogen continued. ¡°Otherwise, if everyone eats their fill and leaves, even smashing the bowl on their way out, how can business continue?¡± Tong Jialu had already burst into tears out of desperation, barely escaping the wolves only to fall straight into the tiger¡¯s mouth. ¡°Mr. Jin, we currently don¡¯t have that much money,¡± Xia Yubing tried to remain calm, ¡°but we will...¡± Jin Baogen waved his hand, ¡°Ladies, there¡¯s another way. You decide if it¡¯s feasible.¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, please tell us,¡± Jin Baogen looked towards Chen Cheng, ¡°If you work for Mr. Chen, the debt can be waived.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s heart skipped a beat! The two sisters also looked toward the familiar Chen Cheng. Xia Yubing continued, ¡°Mr. Jin, I have already committed to Mr. Chen...¡± ¡°We have also recorded a video for Brother Cheng,¡± Tong Jialu chimed in. Jin Baogen shook his head with a smile, ¡°I¡¯ve seen that video. It lacks sincerity.¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, rest assured...¡± Tong Jialu wanted to give a reassurance. Xia Yubing, biting her lip, asked, ¡°Mr. Jin, what do you want?¡± Jin Baogen put out the half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray and stood up, ¡°Record it again, this time with real sincerity.¡± He walked to the door, hand resting on the doorknob, ¡°This parlour has no surveillance, you can rest assured.¡± Jin Baogen opened the door, ¡°What I¡¯m saying is, the utmost sincerity.¡± With that, he walked out. Click. The door was closed again. Inside the room, only Chen Cheng, Xia Yubing, and Tong Jialu remained. Chen Cheng, staying in his spot, swallowed hard. Everyone was an adult here, and they were painfully aware of what Jin Baogen meant by the utmost sincerity. ¡°Cousin, we...¡± Tong Jialu looked at Xia Yubing with trepidation. Yet Xia Yubing¡¯s gaze remained fixed on Chen Cheng¡¯s face. Perhaps at this moment, she understood that having chosen this path initially, there was no turning back. But she also had her considerations. Rather than being a minor lackey under Fang Yisong, it was better to follow the Mr. Chen before her, to gamble for a better future. Xia Yubing bit her lip fiercely, leaving a deep mark from her white teeth on her red lips. Half a second later, she stood up, her delicate nails trembling on the zipper of her A-line dress. ¡°Cousin, you...¡± Tong Jialu covered her mouth in shock. But as she saw the hem of the skirt slide down, it seemed she had no other choice either. Chen Cheng gulped down his saliva, realizing Jin Baogen¡¯s intention. So this was the first lesson Jin Baogen was imparting to him as he entered the fray. Chapter 44 - 44 44 Slap and a Sweet Date ?Chapter 44: Chapter 44: Slap and a Sweet Date Chapter 44: Chapter 44: Slap and a Sweet Date ¡°I, Yu Bing, hereby assure Chen Cheng that as long as it¡¯s within my authorized range...¡± ¡°I am Tong Jialu, and I guarantee Chen Cheng. Whether it¡¯s business-related or private...¡± When this third identical oath resounded, Chen Cheng momentarily didn¡¯t know whether to look at the two people before him or at them through his phone. Yu Bing just stood there quietly, her hands hanging loosely by her sides, her slender legs pressed tightly together without any gap. Her cold, calamitous face showed no hint of a smile, as if there was nothing in this world that could shake her inner pride. Meanwhile, Tong Jialu was shivering all over. Her fair skin was covered in goosebumps under the warm light. Her ten toes, painted in light purple nail polish, clung tightly to the carpet, and her gaze towards Chen Cheng was fragile and helpless. ¡°Have you taken enough pictures?¡± ¡°Brother Cheng, can I...¡± Chen Cheng held up his phone, stepped back two steps, and said lightly, ¡°Turn around.¡± The two sisters obediently did so. ¡°Are you satisfied now?¡± Yu Bing asked coldly. Chen Cheng nodded. Tong Jialu immediately squatted down, frantically grabbing the clothes on the floor to pull over herself. In contrast, Yu Bing slowly put on each garment, seemingly unconcerned about the scorching gaze close at hand. Chen Cheng put away the phone, ¡°Director Xia, you seem particularly able to keep your composure?¡± Yu Bing sat on the sofa, flexing her arched feet, and slowly pulled up the stockings wrapped around her ankles, ¡°Didn¡¯t you just see everything?¡± Realizing this, Tong Jialu¡¯s movements also slowed down as she rebuttoned a misaligned button. After the two were fully dressed again, Yu Bing took out a powder puff and gently covered the tear stains on Tong Jialu¡¯s face. ¡°Mr. Chen, we are ready,¡± she said to Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng walked towards the door, ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡± ... Exiting the reception room and taking about seven or eight meters to the left, they reached the club¡¯s restaurant. Following the waiter¡¯s lead, the three of them entered a classically decorated private room. ¡°Is everything settled?¡± Jin Baogen asked as he saw Chen Cheng come in. Chen Cheng nodded in acknowledgment. ¡°Sit.¡± Seeing this, Li Zhida immediately stood up, bowed, and pulled out a chair for Chen Cheng, ¡°Mr. Chen, please.¡± Jin Baogen pointed to a spot beside him, ¡°Mr. Chen, please sit here.¡± Chen Cheng looked at the head seat, felt a sinking feeling in his heart, and walked over. Jin Baogen¡¯s gaze then shifted to Yu Bing and Tong Jialu, ¡°Ladies, please sit next to Mr. Chen.¡± The seating arrangement at the meal changed. Jin Baogen and Chen Cheng sat at the head of the table, followed by the Xia sisters, and Li Zhida to Jin¡¯s right. Fang Yisong, however, became the gatekeeper of this dining table. ¡°Today was rather sudden, just a simple homemade meal, please feel free,¡± Jin Baogen raised his wine glass, ¡°Let¡¯s drink this cup and then we¡¯ll discuss this deal.¡± Everyone raised their small wine glasses in front of them. After the rich soy aroma dissipated in their mouths, Chen Cheng heard something utterly beyond his understanding. ¡°Lao Li, that bridging capital, following our usual sharing ratio, you can get 0.1% benefit, right?¡± Jin Baogen asked. Li Zhida nodded, ¡°Yes, Mr. Jin.¡± ¡°This time, I hope you can give 0.05% of your share to Director Fang,¡± Jin Baogen calmly stated, ¡°Of course, I will personally compensate you for this loss.¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, you are too kind. I¡¯ve already made quite a sum following you all these years.¡± Li Zhida said with a smile and a wave of his hand. Jin Baogen: ¡°In the business world, it¡¯s necessary to keep accounts clear. That way, everyone feels secure.¡± As soon as Fang Yisong heard he was getting money, and that it was the same amount as President Li from the head office, he quickly stood up, raised his wine glass and said: ¡°Mr. Jin, I really can¡¯t accept this money...¡± ¡°I¡¯m giving it to you, just take it.¡± Jin Bao made a gesture with his hand to make him sit back down, ¡°This five ten-thousandths, keep three ten-thousandths for yourself. Give the remaining two ten-thousandths to Miss Xia and Miss Tong.¡± Upon hearing this, the two sisters were both utterly dumbfounded. Fang Yisong looked at the two beauties sitting beside Chen Cheng, realizing that they were no longer just small-time underlings to him. On his greasy face was a piled-up smile, ¡°No problem. Director Xia, Manager Tong, let¡¯s communicate more at work in the future!¡± Xia Yubing still had a cold expression, and her look at Fang Yisong carried a bit of disdain. Tong Jialu was utterly bewildered. Although she didn¡¯t know how much this bridge funding was, this surprise ¡°promotion bonus¡± genuinely confused her; she couldn¡¯t understand what kind of trick this hard-found Mr. Jin was playing. ¡°This money will go through Mr. Chen¡¯s account,¡± Jin Baogen continued arranging work, then paused, thinking of something. ¡°Director Xia, how long will it take to unfreeze Mr. Chen¡¯s account?¡± This casual inquiry made Xia Yubing suddenly feel like she was sitting on pins and needles. ¡°What? Xiao Xia, you froze Mr. Chen¡¯s account?¡± Fang Yisong broke out in a sweat. Xia Yubing struggled to maintain her composure, ¡°Within seven working days.¡± Jin Baogen turned to Li Zhida, ¡°Lao Li, can you speed it up?¡± Li Zhida asked Xia Yubing, ¡°What was the reason for the freeze?¡± ¡°High-risk management.¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, the account will be unfrozen within three days,¡± Li Zhida responded. Jin Baogen nodded in satisfaction, ¡°This money will go through Mr. Chen¡¯s account, but the performance will be credited to Miss Tong.¡± Tong Jialu was bewildered and delighted, wanting to say something, but she couldn¡¯t find the words. ¡°Let¡¯s eat now that we¡¯re done talking.¡± Li Zhida seemed already accustomed to this way of communication, and after hearing Jin Bao¡¯s words, he waited for him to start eating before he began, too. Chen Cheng held his wine glass and asked quietly, ¡°Mr. Jin, this money...¡± ¡°Feeling the pressure?¡± Jin Baogen asked with a smile. ¡°A little bit indeed.¡± ¡°It¡¯s just three hundred million, relax,¡± Jin Baogen also raised his glass, ¡°in the future, there will be even bigger projects.¡± Chen Cheng was suddenly shocked. Based on Jin Baogen¡¯s distribution ratio, those at the table like Li Zhida could take 150,000, and Fang Yisong would get 90,000. Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu could also each take 30,000. As for himself, though he didn¡¯t get a share percentage, as long as that money passed through his account overnight, that would mean an income of 15 million! Chen Cheng swallowed hard, Jin Bao saw him zoning out and said with a smile: ¡°The market only has so much to offer. We must make sure everyone gets a piece; that¡¯s the only way to sustain the business.¡± ¡°Besides, you just gave them a slap, shouldn¡¯t you offer them a date to chew on?¡± Jin Baogen added. Chen Cheng held up his wine glass, ¡°Mr. Jin, I¡¯ve really learned a lot from your second lesson!¡± Jin Baogen laughed heartily, ¡°What score would you give yourself for the first lesson?¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s gaze glanced at Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu, but his mind visualized the two figures¡ªone black, one gray¡ªthe sacred bodies of the innate stockings. ¡°I¡¯d say at least eighty-five or six,¡± he said with a smile. ¡°Ha ha ha, Mr. Chen, you really set high standards,¡± Jin Baogen toasted with him, ¡°but it¡¯s good to be that way.¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, you were saying.¡± Jin Baogen smirked meaningfully, ¡°Starting low gives more room to climb!¡± Chapter 45 - 45 45 The Unfathomable Mind of a Woman ?Chapter 45: Chapter 45 The Unfathomable Mind of a Woman Chapter 45: Chapter 45 The Unfathomable Mind of a Woman Sitting in the S500L on the way back to Willow Tree Road, Chen Cheng¡¯s heart was tumultuous, unable to calm down for a long time. This was not only because Jin Baogen had specially sent a car to take him home, giving Mr. Chen a lot of face. More importantly, this night had shown him a whole new world. Of course, there was a lot to digest. He already knew that Jin Baogen was in the business of issuing bonds, but he was still unclear about the specifics of the process. The 300 million that was about to be transferred into his account was like a magical force, tugging at his heartstrings, making him feel excited and nervously waiting at the same time. ¡°Mr. Chen, we¡¯ve arrived.¡± The Mercedes smoothly stopped at the roadside of Fennel Noodle House, and after getting out of the car, the driver opened the door for Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng got out of the car, ¡°Thank you.¡± ¡°You¡¯re welcome,¡± the driver bowed. Then he got back into the car and left Willow Tree Road. Chen Cheng looked at the receding tail lights and sighed, ¡°When I have money, I have to buy a Mercedes to ride in!¡± ¡°Xiao Cheng?¡± A familiar and gentle voice came from behind. Chen Cheng turned around and saw Xiao Meier leaning on the door frame, waving at him. He walked over quickly, ¡°Sister Meier, you haven¡¯t slept yet?¡± ¡°I was waiting for you.¡± Xiao Meier smiled, ¡°I didn¡¯t see your car and thought it wasn¡¯t you who got off!¡± ¡°I drank, so I didn¡¯t drive.¡± Xiao Meier stepped closer to Chen Cheng and took a sniff, ¡°You didn¡¯t drink a little!¡± ¡°I went to Mr. Jin¡¯s place.¡± Chen Cheng immediately told her the good news, ¡°He said he wants to bring me into business with him.¡± ¡°Really?!¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s eyes widened, ¡°Mr. Jin is taking you?¡± ¡°En.¡± ¡°Then you must learn well! To be a big boss in the future!¡± Chen Cheng looked into her expectant eyes, ¡°Alright, when the time comes, I¡¯ll open ten stores for you!¡± Xiao Meier laughed at his bold statement, ¡°You are sweet-talking me again!¡± Together, they locked up the shop door, and as the rolling shutter fell, it seemed to block out the worldly noise. ¡°Eh?¡± Chen Cheng spotted some water stains on the stove and suddenly turned around, ¡°Sister Meier, why don¡¯t you listen?¡± Xiao Meier immediately knew that Chen Cheng had seen through her ruse, grabbed a cloth nearby, and started wiping haphazardly, ¡°Ah! I¡¯m just idling anyway! Make some money!¡± ¡°Your foot still isn¡¯t fully healed!¡± Chen Cheng looked down, ¡°How can it get better if you keep standing like this!¡± Xiao Meier gently pushed him, ¡°Alright, alright! Go wash up, you stink.¡± After saying that, she limped upstairs. Chen Cheng called from downstairs, ¡°Ha, you¡¯re not allowed to open for business tomorrow! Just focus on getting better.¡± ¡°Got it!¡± ... After washing up, Chen Cheng returned to the second floor and saw Xiao Meier sitting on the bed, keeping accounts meticulously. ¡°What are you writing?¡± Chen Cheng asked. Without concealing anything, Xiao Meier boldly took out the account book and let Chen Cheng look it over, ¡°Look, the noodle house¡¯s income has dropped quite a bit these past two days.¡± Chen Cheng looked carefully and indeed, as she said, the income was only a little more than three hundred yuan. ¡°Sister Meier, don¡¯t worry,¡± Chen Cheng reassured her: ¡°Once our restaurant is up and running, everything will get better.¡± He paused, ¡°How about this, I¡¯ll give you back 100,000 yuan in a few days first.¡± Xiao Meier heard this, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, ¡°Give it back to me?¡± ¡°I¡¯ve got a sponsorship of 1 million, you know? I¡¯ve calculated that taking out 100,000 yuan for you first, the rest will still be enough,¡± Chen Cheng said seriously. ¡°I don¡¯t want it.¡± Xiao Meier snatched the account book from Chen Cheng¡¯s hand and put it in the bedside table, ¡°Let¡¯s sleep. You should rest early, too.¡± Chen Cheng was puzzled by Xiao Meier¡¯s sudden petulance, and seeing that she had turned over and had no intention of speaking further... ¡°Sister Meier?¡± ¡°Speak.¡± ¡°Why are you upset?¡± ¡°I¡¯m not upset.¡± ¡°Then why are you...¡± ¡°Tired.¡± ¡°¡±¡± ¡°That...¡± ¡°Don¡¯t talk about it anymore.¡± Chen Cheng sighed, lay down on his own bed, and gazed at that wonderful silhouette, his thoughts flying chaotically. [Interest calculation for today has ended] [You have received 680,599.67 yuan] [Pending deposit] [Current funds: 13,424,056.63 yuan] [Frozen] [Current interest rate: 5.07%] Looking at the settlement interface that popped up, Chen Cheng understood. This interest game wouldn¡¯t stop just because his account was frozen, unless he didn¡¯t have a single cent left in his account. ¡°This is pretty good too! Although I can¡¯t use it now, Mr. Jin¡¯s 10 million can at least earn me some peace of mind with interest!¡± Thinking about this, Chen Cheng turned over. Knowing that his account was still not unfrozen, he still opened the bank¡¯s APP and confirmed the balance. Observing the numbers that matched those in his mind, his suspended heart finally settled. His heart had settled, but sleepiness had yet to come. After such a tumultuous day, Chen Cheng couldn¡¯t sleep at all. His gaze inadvertently swept over to the icon for [Photos]. His heartbeat started to speed up. At this moment, the photo album was like Pandora¡¯s box, tempting him, and he couldn¡¯t help wanting to open it. He turned his head to look at Xiao Meier with her back turned to him, silenced the volume, and with a ghostly compulsion, clicked on that video. In the video, Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu were like actors in a silent film, but the impact on Chen Cheng was from head to toe. ¡°Geez!¡± Chen Cheng thought to himself, ¡°That figure...¡± Xiao Meier also realized that her actions just now were inappropriate. She understood that Chen Cheng really wanted to return her those 100,000 yuan. But she couldn¡¯t figure out why she brought up this matter at this juncture. ¡°Am I annoyed?¡± ¡°Or do I want to draw a clear boundary with me?¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s mind was in turmoil, thinking more and more that something was not right. She turned her head and saw the brightness of the screen. Although she couldn¡¯t see the face clearly, that seductive figure instantly made Xiao Meier blush with embarrassment. Her voluptuous legs unconsciously tightened around the thin blanket, and she swallowed hard. ¡°Xiao Cheng, why are you watching these things again?!¡± ¡°Is it Zhang Qianqian¡¯s video? Do they normally film this?¡± ¡°Could it be that having moved here for a few days, you¡¯ve been holding back?¡± ¡°Ah? But doesn¡¯t watching this make you hold back even more?¡± A barrage of questions made Xiao Meier¡¯s heart pound fiercely, her slender fingers gripping the bedsheet tightly. She wanted to turn back several times but feared making Chen Cheng feel embarrassed. ¡°That...¡± Chen Cheng was so frightened that he immediately pressed the power button. ¡°Xiao Cheng, have you gone to sleep?¡± ¡°No... not so quickly.¡± Xiao Meier said, ¡°Xiao Cheng, if you feel hot, you can turn on the air conditioner.¡± ¡°I¡¯m alright.¡± ¡°Then maybe...¡± Xiao Meier bit her lower lip, her voice barely audible, ¡°Xiao Cheng, are you missing your ex-girlfriend?¡± Chen Cheng was totally confused, turned over, ¡°Why would I miss her?¡± ¡°Then you...¡± Xiao Meier was trembling with nervousness, ¡°That video you just watched... it¡¯s not her, is it?¡± ¡°It¡¯s not!¡± Chen Cheng sat up immediately and replied, ¡°I just randomly found it on the internet!¡± ¡°Don¡¯t get agitated!¡± Xiao Meier heard movement and gripped the bedsheet even tighter. She said, ¡°How about I go downstairs first. It will also be more convenient for you...¡± ¡°¡±¡± Chapter 46 - 46 46 Xiao Cheng, Youve Transformed ?Chapter 46: Chapter 46 Xiao Cheng, You¡¯ve Transformed Chapter 46: Chapter 46 Xiao Cheng, You¡¯ve Transformed Xiao Meier got out of the blanket and turned her back. She sat on the edge of the bed, hands clutching the bed frame, palms covered in fine beads of sweat. Moonlight streaming through the window enveloped her graceful silhouette, casting a sweet, silky effect on her skin, creating a natural texture. Rustling sound. ¡°I¡¯ll go downstairs first...¡± Xiao Meier put on her slippers, feeling like there was a little drum inside her heart, thumping away. Creak~ Creak~ Xiao Meier glanced at Chen Cheng from the corner of her eye, thinking that if her ankle hadn¡¯t been sprained, she could have walked much faster. Snap! Chen Cheng grabbed her wrist, calling out, ¡°Sister Meier.¡± That call again stirred turmoil in her heart. Her plump legs shivered, seemingly unstable like dry branches in autumn, fragile in the night breeze. ¡°Xiao Cheng... I...¡± Chen Cheng stood up without letting go. His gaze was fiery, intently fixed on this incredibly beautiful woman. ¡°You shouldn¡¯t go downstairs with your foot in this condition,¡± said Chen Cheng. ¡°I¡¯ll go take a shower.¡± Chen Cheng only then released her hand. However, the next second, he felt a soft touch in his palm. Xiao Meier grabbed him: ¡°I just got my period.¡± Chen Cheng breathed heavily. ¡°Xiao Cheng, if you really...¡± Xiao Meier bowed her head, her body trembling, still not letting go of his hand, unwilling to release him, yet she couldn¡¯t see her own toes. Chen Cheng turned to look at her again, seeing her blushing like a white lotus, bent down to tidy her disheveled hair, and tucked the stray hair behind her ears. His fingers accidentally brushed Xiao Meier¡¯s cheek, producing a barely noticeable warmth, yet it made her cheeks burn. Suddenly, something landed on Xiao Meier¡¯s eyelid, instinctively making her close her eyes. But what followed was a brief, light kiss. Her long eyelashes fluttered, and only when the warm breath moved away did she dare to open her eyes to look at him. ¡°You scoundrel...¡± ¡°Is your stomach cold?¡± Chen Cheng asked amidst this chaotic passion. Xiao Meier gazed into the dark pupils, ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°Lie down.¡± For some reason, Xiao Meier felt a mess in her heart, as if something indescribable was rushing up her spine to the top of her heart. She silently lay back on her bed. Three seconds later, a wave of heat approached from the side of the small single bed. A warm hand placed itself on her cold stomach through the thin nightgown. Xiao Meier bit her lower lip; she knew that it was Chen Cheng behind her. Chen Cheng, embracing her delicate, smooth figure, was influx by her unique body fragrance. He whispered in her ear, ¡°Is it warm now?¡± Xiao Meier tensed up all over from his hot breath but soon relaxed. ¡°You rascal, who did you learn this from?¡± Chen Cheng pulled Xiao Meier closer into his embrace, ¡°Don¡¯t worry about who I learned it from.¡± ¡°Hmm?¡± ¡°From now on, I¡¯ll keep your stomach warm.¡± ¡°Hmm~¡± A warm current flowed through Xiao Meier¡¯s heart; just as a faint smile started to form on her lips, she felt something pressing against her. ¡°That... Xiao Cheng.¡± ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± ¡°You¡¯ve transformed.¡± Chen Cheng instinctively moved away, ¡°Sister Meier, I¡¯m sorry...¡± Xiao Meier didn¡¯t dare to turn over, she just spoke towards the moonlight, ¡°You¡¯re not allowed to visit those kinds of websites anymore, it¡¯s bad for your health.¡± ¡°E...er...¡± Chen Cheng suddenly felt a gentle grasp, Xiao Meier had her back turned: ¡°Let me help you then.¡± ... The next day, Chen Cheng groggily opened his eyes. Xiao Meier had woken up early, leaving him alone in the bed. Chen Cheng heard some noises downstairs and went down. ¡°Up already?¡± Xiao Meier was making breakfast for him, but today the noodle shop was not open, the rolling shutter was tightly locked. Chen Cheng walked up behind her, pressing close to her. Xiao Meier giggled, ¡°Go brush your teeth, you stink.¡± ¡°Okay,¡± Chen Cheng agreed. After brushing his teeth, he came out to find a bowl of steaming sunny-side-up eggs on the table. Unlike the usual two eggs, today¡¯s were supersized with a few goji berries sprinkled on top. Xiao Meier made herself a bowl of instant tremella mushroom soup, and seeing Chen Cheng come over, ¡°Eat up.¡± Chen Cheng sat down, looked in the bowl, ¡°Sister Er, am I that weak? Having such a hearty breakfast early in the morning?¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s face turned red, remembering what happened last night, she couldn¡¯t help but reach out to smack Chen Cheng. ¡°You brat! Don¡¯t mention it!¡± Chen Cheng laughed, ¡°Weren¡¯t you saying I was...¡± Before Chen Cheng could finish his sentence, a loud knocking sound came from behind. ¡°Who is it! If the door isn¡¯t open, doesn¡¯t it mean we are closed?¡± he shouted back. ¡°Open up, Dacheng. It¡¯s Biao Zi.¡± Hearing someone at the door, Xiao Meier buttoned up her light shirt before letting Chen Cheng open the door. As the morning sunlight poured into the noodle shop, Feng Biao also walked in. ¡°Man, are you not doing business anymore?¡± he asked with a grin. Chen Cheng yawned twice, ¡°If you saw we weren¡¯t open, why did you still knock?¡± Feng Biao sat down, ¡°Sister Er, got anything to eat?¡± Xiao Meier got up, ¡°Let me check.¡± Chen Cheng was eating his eggs, ¡°You came this early just for a bite of noodles?¡± Feng Biao took a bulging envelope out of his pocket, placed it on the table, and said, ¡°I brought you some money.¡± ¡°Money?¡± ¡°Your wedding car deposit!¡± Feng Biao took out a cigarette, ¡°You didn¡¯t answer your phone, so what could I do but come?¡± At that moment, Xiao Meier came back with a bowl of vegetarian noodles and then sat next to Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng didn¡¯t even look at the money in the envelope, he just pushed it toward her, ¡°You keep it.¡± ¡°This money...¡± Xiao Meier didn¡¯t reach for it. ¡°Just keep it!¡± Chen Cheng put down his chopsticks and pushed the envelope into Xiao Meier¡¯s hands, saying, ¡°It¡¯s been busy these days, I almost forgot about it.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll keep it for you for now.¡± Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°Okay.¡± Feng Biao looked at the two, ¡°Seriously, are you two actually setting up house together?¡± ¡°Get out!¡± Chen Cheng put his arm over Xiao Meier¡¯s shoulder, ¡°Let me introduce you, my darling.¡± ¡°What the heck!¡± Xiao Meier gave Chen Cheng a light punch, but still leaned against him, ¡°Stop joking.¡± ¡°I¡¯m not joking, really!¡± Chen Cheng pinched Xiao Meier¡¯s arm. ¡°You guys should treat us to drinks already!¡± Feng Biao joked. Chen Cheng readily agreed, ¡°Sure! Any time you¡¯d like!¡± ¡°Better prepare the red envelope,¡± he added. As the three were talking, a Rolls Royce Phantom smoothly parked in front of the noodle shop, immediately drawing the attention of many. Chen Cheng also looked towards the entrance, ¡°Oh crap, Da Lao!¡± ¡°Da Lao? What Da Lao?¡± Feng Biao also turned around, ¡°Damn, it really is Da Lao!¡± Chapter 47 - 47 47 Opening the Gates to a New World ?Chapter 47: Chapter 47 Opening the Gates to a New World Chapter 47: Chapter 47 Opening the Gates to a New World Exiting the car was a young man in a crisp suit, looking to be no more than twenty-three or four years of age. He was tall and well-built, almost as tall as Feng Biao, and he stood before Chen Cheng like a pine tree, bowing respectfully: ¡°Mr. Chen.¡± Chen Cheng quickly recalled the events of the previous night in his mind, recognizing the young man at once as the driver who had given him a ride home last night. ¡°Mr. Jin sent you for me?¡± Chen Cheng couldn¡¯t help speculating. ¡°Mr. Chen, I am Chen Donghai, Mr. Jin asked me to pick you up.¡± Chen Donghai¡¯s voice was filled with respect. Noticing this, Feng Biao also faltered: ¡°Pick him up?¡± Chen Donghai remained indifferent to Feng Biao¡¯s surprise, his gaze stayed focused on Chen Cheng, waiting for his next instruction. Chen Cheng was momentarily taken aback, then understood it was another thoughtful arrangement by Jin Baogen. ¡°Alright, thank you for the trouble.¡± Chen Cheng spoke in an unhurried tone: ¡°Have you eaten?¡± Chen Donghai nodded, ¡°I have, I will wait outside for you.¡± Having said that, he turned and walked back to the side of the car, quietly waiting for Chen Cheng. ¡°Brother Cheng, Mr. Jin has given you...¡± Only at this point did Feng Biao come back to his senses, exclaiming in surprise: ¡°Damn, Mr. Jin has really set the stage for you! That treatment is truly exceptional!¡± ¡°Xiao Cheng is now working for Mr. Jin!¡± Xiao Meier quickly took out two tissues, hurriedly wiping the corners of Chen Cheng¡¯s mouth, ¡°You should go quickly, don¡¯t delay your work!¡± ¡°How old are you now! You still need Sister Meier to wipe your mouth for you!¡± Although Feng Biao said this, he felt a hint of sourness inside. He had been married to Yingzi for many years but had never enjoyed such treatment. Chen Cheng replied with a sound, stood up, and patted Xiao Meier¡¯s head, ¡°Wait for me to come back.¡± ¡°You rascal!¡± Xiao Meier pretended to be angry, but couldn¡¯t help laughing, ¡°I know.¡± Chen Cheng walked towards the luxury car, and when he was about four or five meters away, Chen Donghai opened the back door. As the car door opened, the luxurious interior was fully revealed, seemingly opening the door to a new world for Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng¡¯s heart swelled with emotion, yet his steps became even more steady, exuding a robust and vigorous spirit. Xiao Meier watched Chen Cheng¡¯s departing figure, genuinely happy for him from the bottom of her heart. ¡°Dacheng has blinked his eyes and the old hen turned into a duck!¡± Feng Biao swallowed hard. Hearing this, Xiao Meier glared as sharp as knives, ¡°You¡¯re the old hen!¡± Feng Biao laughed, ¡°Alright, alright, both of you are doing great now!¡± ¡°Let¡¯s eat. After eating, I still have to go to Wanbao Hall to check on the renovation progress,¡± Xiao Meier said while gathering the dishes on the table. ¡°Look at this, Dacheng taking charge outside, Sister Meier in charge at home, working together makes things easier for both!¡± A joyful smile bloomed on Xiao Meier¡¯s face, even her dishwashing movements sped up quite a bit. The Phantom glided smoothly on the road, with Chen Cheng sitting leisurely in the backseat, leisurely crossing his legs. He was no longer the man who endlessly hustled to pay off debts; he was now starting on the path to success. Ding ding ding. A call from Jin Baogen came through. Chen Cheng answered, ¡°Mr. Jin.¡± ¡°Xiao Hai picked you up, right?¡± Jin Baogen asked. Chen Cheng glanced at Chen Donghai, who was still driving, ¡°I¡¯m in the car now.¡± ¡°How do you like the car? Quite impressive, right?¡± He hesitated for a moment but couldn¡¯t help saying, ¡°Mr. Jin, the car is indeed impressive, but it¡¯s also a bit too ostentatious.¡± Jin Baogen laughed nonchalantly, ¡°Thirty years old, that¡¯s the age to be ostentatious. When you¡¯re forty, it won¡¯t be too late to talk about being subdued.¡± A smile curved at Chen Cheng¡¯s lips, as he heard Jin Baogen continue: ¡°The reason you didn¡¯t get any dividends from the recent financing is that the deal was set before you joined.¡± Chen Cheng replied, ¡°Mr. Jin, I¡¯m already very grateful that you brought me into this business.¡± ¡°Next time, I¡¯ll take you to play around, use 5 small goals to practice.¡± Chen Cheng was overjoyed, ¡°Great.¡± ¡°Now go to Jing Finance Corporation and take over the 40 million from Xia Yubing¡¯s hands, then I¡¯ll tell you the next step.¡± Jin Baogen continued, ¡°In the glove compartment, there¡¯s my letter of authorization, my seal, and the bank card.¡± Chen Cheng opened it and saw that everything was indeed inside. ¡°Alright, Mr. Jin.¡± ¡°Go ahead, I¡¯m off to walk my bird.¡± Beep beep beep. After hanging up the phone, Chen Cheng flipped through the authorization letter for a while, then turned to the driver, Chen Donghai: ¡°Xiao Hai, are you following me from now on?¡± Chen Donghai nodded, ¡°Yes, Mr. Chen.¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t expect us to be cousins.¡± Chen Cheng paused, ¡°Where do you live now?¡± ¡°Mr. Jin instructed me to stay near you,¡± answered Chen Donghai, ¡°to be at your disposal 24 hours a day.¡± Chen Cheng pondered for a while, ¡°Alright, stay at a hotel for these next few days. Once all the other staff are in place, I¡¯ll arrange everything together.¡± ¡°Okay, Mr. Chen.¡± The car headed towards Jing Finance Corporation, but this time, Chen Cheng didn¡¯t have to stop at the previous intersection. Once he got out of the car, he walked in with the items given to him by Jin Baogen. Arriving at Xia Yubing¡¯s office, he knocked on the door. ¡°Come in.¡± It was that same cold voice. Chen Cheng pushed the door open and entered, seeing Xia Yubing busy packing up her things. He greeted her with a smile, ¡°Director Xia, are you leaving for the headquarters so soon?¡± Xia Yubing replied expressionlessly, ¡°I¡¯m reporting tomorrow.¡± Then, she took out the subscription contract from the drawer and placed it on the coffee table. Seeing that she still wasn¡¯t smiling, Chen Cheng teased, ¡°You got promoted and still not happy? Give us a smile!¡± Xia Yubing glanced at him with an indifferent look, but the corners of her mouth slightly lifted, ¡°Thank you, Mr. Chen.¡± That fleeting smile was like a breath of spring, refreshing. Chen Cheng stopped teasing her and picked up the contract from the coffee table, carefully examining it. ¡°The subscription contract is clear, this financial product matures in 3 years,¡± Xia Yubing said out of professional habit: ¡°The interest rate is 6%, calculated compound annually.¡± She returned to Chen Cheng¡¯s side, bent down, and pointed at a term in the contract, ¡°After maturity, it will be redeemed by the bank.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s gaze drifted from the black and white of the contract to the stockings on Xia Yubing¡¯s legs. Xia Yubing said a lot, but didn¡¯t receive Chen Cheng¡¯s response. Looking back at his eyes, ¡°Are you even listening?¡± ¡°The stockings are snagged,¡± Chen Cheng replied. Xia Yubing looked down and rummaged through the drawer for a while but couldn¡¯t find any spare pantyhose. She had no choice but to take out a pair of brand-new thigh-high stockings, leaning against the desk, she changed in front of Chen Cheng. ¡°Look, Director Xia, although we¡¯re familiar, could you please give it a little decorum?¡± Xia Yubing threw the old stockings into the trash can, then put on the new ones, maintaining her unwavering tone, ¡°It¡¯s not like you haven¡¯t seen it before.¡± Chen Cheng averted his gaze, took out the seal, and pointed at the signature area, ¡°I sign here, right?¡± Xia Yubing glanced up, grabbed the ink pad on the desk, and walked over, wearing only one stocking on her legs. ¡°Right.¡± At this moment, the door of the office was opened, and Tong Jialu saw Xia Yubing¡¯s figure from the back, missing one stocking on her leg, and then glanced at Chen Cheng. Scenes from the club once again flooded her mind. ¡°Cousin! Brother Cheng... What are you doing?¡± Chapter 48 - 48 48 The Purple Sister Has a Sense of Charm ?Chapter 48: Chapter 48: The Purple Sister Has a Sense of Charm Chapter 48: Chapter 48: The Purple Sister Has a Sense of Charm ¡°Why didn¡¯t you knock on the door?¡± Xia Yubing glanced back briefly before casually walking to a nearby chair and sitting down gracefully wearing stockings, she said, ¡°Sign the subscription agreement.¡± Tong Jialu softly closed the door and walked into the office. Her eyes rested momentarily on Chen Cheng, then shifted to Xia Yubing, ¡°I thought there was no one here.¡± Compared to Xia Yubing, who appeared extremely indifferent, Tong Jialu was noticeably more restrained in front of Chen Cheng. ¡°Brother Cheng.¡± She greeted softly, then handed over the appointment document from the bank to Xia Yubing, ¡°Sister, the notice has been issued.¡± Xia Yubing glanced hurriedly, ¡°Got it.¡± Chen Cheng took out Jin Baogen¡¯s seal and stamped it on the second party¡¯s signature space, then asked, ¡°Do I need to leave the power of attorney on file for you?¡± Both shook their heads upon hearing this. ¡°Not for you?¡± Chen Cheng asked, surprised. ¡°We only recognize signatures or seals, not the power of attorney,¡± Tong Jialu explained. Chen Cheng raised his eyebrows, he then took out a bank card, ¡°So, should I swipe the card now?¡± ¡°Swipe what card?¡± ¡°This 40 million!¡± ¡°The money was already credited last night, and it is marked ¡®paid in full¡¯ on the contract.¡± Xia Yubing stood up, pulled down her wrap skirt to her waist to cover the lace edge of her stockings. Chen Cheng looked confused; he picked up the power of attorney and bank card again, ¡°Neither of these items is for you?¡± ¡°No,¡± Tong Jialu replied affirmatively again. Ding ding ding. Chen Cheng¡¯s cell phone rang again, still from Jin Baogen. ¡°Mr. Jin.¡± ¡°Is it signed?¡± Chen Cheng replied, ¡°Done.¡± ¡°Are Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu with you?¡± Chen Cheng glanced at the two sisters a table away, ¡°They are here.¡± ¡°Turn on the speaker.¡± Chen Cheng pressed the speaker button and placed the phone on the table. Jin Baogen¡¯s deep and authoritative voice echoed through the office speaker. ¡°Miss Xia, Miss Tong. I am Jin Baogen.¡± Hearing this familiar voice, the sisters immediately dropped their casual and relaxed demeanor, their expressions becoming solemn and serious. They both straightened up, ¡°Hello, Mr. Jin.¡± ¡°I need you two to do something for me now.¡± The two sisters looked at each other. Xia Yubing glanced at the appointment document on the desk, recalling last night¡¯s events, anticipating what was to come, ¡°Mr. Jin, please tell us.¡± ¡°Accompany Mr. Chen to get some new clothes,¡± Jin Baogen said, ¡°Later, I will tell you what to do next.¡± This statement surprised everyone present. And the phone call was then hung up. Chen Cheng, looking at the bank card in his hand, finally understood Jin Baogen¡¯s intention. He gathered his things and stood up, ¡°Let¡¯s go, both of you.¡± Tong Jialu was about to follow Chen Cheng but was stopped by Xia Yubing grabbing her arm. Xia Yubing said, ¡°Mr. Chen, please wait a moment, we need to change our clothes.¡± Chen Cheng recalled the day he met her at SKP, then glanced at their work clothes and nodded. ¡°I¡¯ll wait for you outside.¡± Chen Cheng walked out of the office alone, leaving the two sisters to talk inside. Xia Yubing, with a composed tone, said to Tong Jialu, ¡°Xiao Lu, don¡¯t you think this Mr. Jin seems a bit different?¡± Tong Jialu pondered, ¡°Sister, you know what, although Mr. Jin is overbearing, other than last night¡¯s video, he doesn¡¯t seem to explicitly want us to please anyone.¡± Xia Yubing sighed softly, ¡°At least he treats us as human beings, right?¡± ¡°Yes! And he had us follow Chen Cheng, and so far, Chen Cheng hasn¡¯t made any excessive demands,¡± Tong Jialu said with a smile. ¡°Even under yesterday¡¯s circumstances, he didn¡¯t...¡± ¡°Go change your clothes.¡± Tong Jialu nodded, turned, and walked toward the door. Just as her hand touched the doorknob, she turned to look at Xia Yubing, ¡°Cousin, the path we are choosing now, is it the right one?¡± Xia Yubing paused for a split second, a complex expression appearing on her face, ¡°Do we... have a choice?¡± ... Back in the car, Chen Cheng¡¯s phone screen lit up, and a message from Jin Baogen made him suddenly realize something. He carefully read each message and finally understood the deep intentions behind Jin Baogen¡¯s words. Jin Baogen¡¯s message read: Mr. Chen, stepping from behind the scenes to the forefront, you will no longer face monotonous numbers, but a diverse array of people. In this circle, be steady in your actions, establish your name early, mingle widely, and secure strong connections. The first impression you give is the key to opening this door. The funds in the card are for your urgent needs; clear accounts must be settled. After reading it, Chen Cheng found that this indeed matched Jin Baogen¡¯s usual straightforward business style. He then looked down at the T-shirt he wore, which cost no more than two hundred yuan, and looked up again at the vibrant street scene outside the car window and this luxury car, stirring indescribable emotions within him. ¡°Mr. Chen, there are two women outside the car,¡± the driver Chen Donghai broke the silence. Chen Cheng turned around and saw two women who had changed and were coming out. Xia Yubing had put on a white chiffon blouse, its collar slightly open and tucked into black high-waisted suit trousers, outlining her graceful waist. Her side-cut high heels matched perfectly with the silk of her trousers, adding a touch of allure. As for Tong Jialu, in a purple cinched waist spaghetti strap dress, Chen Cheng saw what it means to say purple charm in its finest. The thin straps highlighted her delicate collarbones and rounded shoulders, her ample bosom nearly bursting forth. The cinched design perfectly displayed her peachy, perky derrie?re, making her figure even more enchanting. Although Chen Cheng had seen the unshielded sincerity of the two sisters, at this moment, they radiated a completely different charm. Standing beside the car, they were indeed the most beautiful sight in Zhongguancun. Cheng Cheng told Xiao Hai, ¡°It¡¯s them, open the car door.¡± Chen Donghai unlocked the door, Chen Cheng rolled down the window, ¡°Get in.¡± Seeing him in the back seat, Tong Jialu looked somewhat surprised. She had seen Chen Cheng in the Maybach he used to pick her up, and now this Da Lao, indeed a real eye-opener for her. ¡°Sister, I¡¯ll take the front seat.¡± Xia Yubing¡¯s eyebrows slightly furrowed, ¡°Okay.¡± The two of them then independently opened the car door and got in. Chen Cheng and Xia Yubing sat in the back. Xia Yubing elegantly crossed her legs, asking him beside her, ¡°Mr. Chen, where do you want to shop?¡± Tong Jialu also turned around, waiting for Chen Cheng¡¯s response. Chen Cheng smiled slightly, ¡°As for buying clothes, women are more knowledgeable about that.¡± He crossed his legs, stretching out comfortably in the spacious back seat, ¡°You decide.¡± Xia Yubing nodded at Tong Jialu. Tong Jialu told Chen Donghai, ¡°Please, head to Xinyuan Street.¡± Chen Donghai, without a sideways glance, started the car. A brief silence fell inside the car, Chen Cheng turned his head looking at Xia Yubing, ¡°Do you really not like to smile at all?¡± Hearing this, Xia Yubing suddenly turned back and smiled, her smile blooming like spring flowers, bright and moving. She lightly parted her lips, ¡°Mr. Chen, are you satisfied with this smile?¡± Chen Cheng glanced, ¡°Quite realistic.¡± Chapter 49 - 49 49 Wipe Out 650,000 in 90 Minutes ?Chapter 49: Chapter 49: Wipe Out 650,000 in 90 Minutes Chapter 49: Chapter 49: Wipe Out 650,000 in 90 Minutes Xinyuan Street, No. 63 Compound, Building No. 1. This is the location of DANDY, the most renowned men¡¯s bespoke tailoring shop in Beijing. Despite the myriad of bespoke men¡¯s clothing stores in Beijing, DANDY stands out due to its unique charm and the favor it receives from numerous male stars in the entertainment and sports industries. As soon as the car stopped in front of the store, Tong Jialu and Xia Yubing darted out like two arrows, whooshing away. Chen Cheng, watching their hurried silhouettes, couldn¡¯t help but wonder, ¡°Is it really that exciting to buy some clothes?¡± Upon entering, the first thing that caught the eye was a huge screen showcasing numerous celebrities¡¯ dapper fitting photos from their DANDY custom orders. From Huang Xiaoming, Xu Zheng to Yi Jianlian, Liu Haoran, and on to Zhang Yixing, Zhang Yi, and Zheng Kai, even the suit Yuan Hong wore for his wedding, were all meticulously crafted here. Chen Cheng looked around, the modern and minimalist decor of the store impressed him. However, he did not see any ready-to-wear garments, which piqued his curiosity about this store¡¯s unique aspects. ¡°What are you two running for?¡± he asked. Tong Jialu replied earnestly, ¡°Brother Cheng, didn¡¯t Mr. Jin say we¡¯ve got another task shortly? We¡¯ve got to hurry!¡± ¡°Yajie, Tomei, Piancenza, as well as Shijia Bao and LORO, these are the woolen fabrics I want, and they must be correct.¡± Xia Yubing, flipping through the fabric swatches, said directly, ¡°Also, the golden thread from Tomei must be made into a peak-lapel style.¡± Chen Cheng looked at the man she was talking to. A man in his early thirties, dressed in a linen-colored suit and a pair of jeans, above average in looks among men, and quite slim. ¡°Okay, Sister Bing Bing,¡± he said respectfully, nodding. ¡°And what about the styles for the other fabrics?¡± Xia Yubing continued with her specifications for other fabrics: ¡°Suit, blazer, casual, jacket, and even a tailcoat, all are needed.¡± She didn¡¯t forget to turn back and tell Chen Cheng, ¡°Xiao Lu, take Mr. Chen to get measured. I¡¯ll go confirm the details here.¡± ¡°Alright, Sister.¡± Tong Jialu agreed and then turned to Chen Cheng and said, ¡°Brother Cheng, this way please.¡± Chen Cheng was led by Tong Jialu to a full-length mirror, where a veteran tailor in his fifties carefully measured his body with a tape measure. Xia Yubing was selecting suit details, such as cuff turn-ups, full canvas lining, monogrammed buttons, various lapel chains, and nothing was missed. He raised his arms, asking at the same time, ¡°I know you¡¯re in a hurry, but does it really need to be this urgent?¡± As Tong Jialu diligently recorded his measurements on her phone, she said, ¡°Brother Cheng, you can rest easy. Big cousin has a great eye!¡± ¡°How good?¡± ¡°Take the Piancenza wool from Italy she picked for you; it¡¯s probably one of the few pieces of baby goat cashmere you can find in the market.¡± Tong Jialu continued, ¡°And it even contains 20% Peruvian alpaca.¡± Chen Cheng turned to help the tailor with his measurements and asked again, ¡°But does it have to be this urgent?¡± ¡°We¡¯ve got to move on soon! We¡¯re hoping that within two hours, you will be able to tell Mr. Jin that the task is completed.¡± Tong Jialu did not dare to slack off, as if she¡¯d received an order to charge a stronghold; the data in her phone was becoming increasingly detailed. Chen Cheng furrowed his brows, ¡°Do you come here often?¡± ¡°We¡¯ve been here once or twice. There¡¯s a bar inside the store, hidden behind a wardrobe on the second floor.¡± Chen Cheng was surprised. ¡°Really?¡± ¡°It¡¯s not open to the public. If we have more time next time, we can also go up for a drink or two,¡± Tong Jialu answered. ¡°Brother Cheng, relax. The quality of the custom work from this store is guaranteed.¡± After confirming all the details, Xia Yubing came over to ask, ¡°Are we done?¡± Tong Jialu noted down the last set of measurements, ¡°All done.¡± ¡°Yajie, can you give us a total?¡± Xia Yubing asked. Gong Yajie brought out a calculator and started pricing the fabrics, styles, accessories, and processes Xia Yubing had selected, his fingers rapidly pressing on it. Chen Cheng kept hearing the ¡°adding¡± sounds by his ear. Soon enough, Gong Yajie announced the price: ¡°Two hundred seventy-six thousand.¡± The two women looked at Chen Cheng, who took out his bank card and handed it to Gong Yajie. When Gong Yajie took the bank card, he praised, ¡°Mr. Chen has a great figure, like someone who works out frequently.¡± Chen Cheng took it as a polite compliment, ¡°I work out when I have free time.¡± Gong Yajie brought over the card machine, swiped it, and Chen Cheng heard the beep-beep-beep of a successful transaction, his hand now holding a receipt. [Expense: 268,000/1,000,000] ¡°Once the clothes are made, I will notify you in a timely manner,¡± Gong Yajie said. Xia Yubing took over the conversation, ¡°For matters concerning Mr. Chen¡¯s garments, please communicate directly with me.¡± ¡°Okay, Sister Bing Bing.¡± Tong Jialu quickly sent Chen Cheng¡¯s measurements to Xia Yubing and then asked, ¡°Sister, are we heading to SKP next?¡± Xia Yubing nodded. ¡°Thank you for your patronage, Mr. Chen.¡± Gong Yajie bowed deeply. Chen Cheng walked out as he said, ¡°Thank you for your effort.¡± Upon stepping out, he checked the time. Only 20 minutes had passed from the moment they entered until the card was swiped on the way out. It appeared that these sisters were quite adept when it comes to spending money. After getting back into the car, Chen Cheng asked, ¡°Do you still need to buy anything else?¡± ¡°What we¡¯ve just picked out for you is to be worn at formal occasions. Now, we need to shop for your everyday outfits.¡± Xia Yubing consulted the data on her phone and directed Tong Jialu, ¡°Xiao Lu, later on you go to Burberry, LV, and Gucci. I¡¯ll head to Balenciaga, Valentino, and Ralph Lauren.¡± After delegating tasks, she turned to Chen Cheng, ¡°Mr. Chen, you can just relax with a cup of coffee while you wait.¡± Chen Cheng leaned back and said, ¡°I prefer wearing clothes that are a bit looser.¡± ¡°We have your size,¡± she assured him. ¡°Then, could you also buy underwear for me?¡± Chen Cheng asked with a smile. Xia Yubing¡¯s gaze sharpened, ¡°Xiao Lu, add CK to your list.¡± ¡°Got it, Sis!¡± Tong Jialu nodded earnestly. ¡°The underwear should also be loose, not too tight. It affects blood circulation,¡± Chen Cheng said with a look of disbelief, reiterating the point. Tong Jialu took the instruction seriously, ¡°Alright, Brother Cheng.¡± ... ... Chen Cheng disliked shopping, so he let Xiao Hai accompany the sisters, who spent money like running water, for card swiping. Yet when he saw the ever-increasing tally of expenditure in his mind, he couldn¡¯t help but marvel at the sisters¡¯ spending power. [Spending: 342,689/1,000,000] [Spending: 429,442/1,000,000] ... [Spending: 528,311/1,000,000] After finishing his coffee, Chen Cheng found himself unknowingly standing in front of Cartier. The last time he had been there, he wanted to buy Xiao Meier a gift, and now he had the chance. Upon entering the store, he approached a sale, ¡°I¡¯d like to buy a watch.¡± ¡°Do you have a style in mind, sir?¡± ¡°The 33mm Blue Balloon.¡± ¡°Right this way, please.¡± At the display case, the sales associate, wearing black gloves, presented the watch to Chen Cheng. He admired the dazzling face of the watch and smiled, ¡°Let¡¯s go with this one.¡± ¡°Very well, sir.¡± ¡°Just a moment, I need to make a phone call,¡± said Chen Cheng as he took out his phone and called Xia Yubing. The phone rang. After several rings, Xia Yubing answered, ¡°We¡¯ve finished shopping.¡± ¡°I¡¯m at Cartier.¡± ¡°Okay, we¡¯ll be right there.¡± Chen Cheng hung up the phone, ¡°Please wrap it up.¡± After about three to five minutes, seated on the sofa and scrolling through short videos, Mr. Chen was approached by Xiao Hai who respectfully presented the card, bowing as he handed it back. Looking up, Chen Cheng saw Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu each carrying around ten shopping bags, an exaggerated sight indeed. He handed the card to the sale and asked the two, ¡°How was the shopping experience?¡± Tong Jialu nodded enthusiastically, ¡°It was amazing!¡± Xia Yubing noticed the Cartier package already prepared on the table and discerned from past experience that it was a wristwatch. However, men wouldn¡¯t choose this brand for themselves; the only explanation was that Chen Cheng was buying it as a gift. ¡°Sir, your card,¡± said the sales associate after processing the payment, returning the card to Chen Cheng. [Spending: 634,311/1,000,000] Chen Cheng stood from the sofa and picked up the shopping bags, heading towards the exit. He glanced at the time on his phone; from DANDY to SKP, minus the travel time, he had managed to spend a little over 650,000 yuan in just 90 minutes. Such speed of spending was somewhat surprising to him. Tong Jialu briskly caught up to Chen Cheng¡¯s steps, ¡°Brother Cheng, are we getting in touch with Mr. Jin next?¡± Chen Cheng turned to look at the bouncing little white rabbit and responded, ¡°We¡¯ll make the call once we¡¯re back in the car.¡± Chapter 50 - 50 50 The Kitten Changes Owners ?Chapter 50: Chapter 50 The Kitten Changes Owners Chapter 50: Chapter 50 The Kitten Changes Owners Xiao Hai opened the trunk, allowing Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu to put their spoils of the shopping trip inside. At this moment, Chen Cheng stood by the car, his tone light as he dialed Jin Baogen¡¯s number. ¡°Mr. Jin, I¡¯ve nearly handled everything on my end,¡± Chen Cheng said. On the other end of the line, Jin Baogen¡¯s voice was cheerful, ¡°I¡¯ll send you a location right away. You just need to bring the power of attorney and subscription agreement to someone, and this matter will be considered successfully completed.¡± ¡°Meet whom?¡± ¡°Wen Shulin.¡± ¡°Understood. Is there a photo or contact information?¡± Jin Baogen chuckled, ¡°No need, just bring Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu with you, they know her.¡± Chen Cheng glanced at the two who were still busy at the trunk, a flash of confusion crossing his eyes, then nodded, ¡°Alright.¡± ¡°Remember, don¡¯t tell them who you¡¯re meeting before you arrive,¡± Jin Baogen added. ¡°Okay.¡± After hanging up, a location popped up on Chen Cheng¡¯s phone screen, sent by Jin Baogen. It showed a gym named ¡°30 Fitness Center¡± in Sanlitun. He glanced at his T-shirt, feeling it wasn¡¯t quite suitable for where he was about to go, then walked up to the trunk. ¡°Did you two buy any casual sportswear?¡± Tong Jialu quickly flipped through a Ralph Lauren bag and handed a short-sleeved shirt to Chen Cheng, ¡°Here you go, Brother Cheng.¡± ¡°Cut off the tag,¡± said Chen Cheng as he began to take off his shirt. His solid muscles, broad chest, and back, wide like swinging doors, were particularly conspicuous in the brightly lit parking lot. Even Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu couldn¡¯t help but gulp. ¡°Is it ready?¡± Chen Cheng reached out for the shirt. Tong Jialu hurriedly handed over the new short-sleeved shirt, and once Chen Cheng had quickly put it on, he said to Chen Donghai, ¡°Xiao Hai, head to Sanlitun.¡± ¡°Sure thing, Mr. Chen.¡± The four of them got back in the car. Chen Cheng, following Jin Baogen¡¯s instructions, did not reveal to the two sisters who they were going to meet. However, he couldn¡¯t help but wonder, ¡°Wen Shulin? Who is this person?¡± ... It was just past 11am. Chen Cheng, holding the power of attorney and subscription agreement, entered the fitness center with the two Xia sisters. His gaze wandered around the gym, trying to match the name ¡°Wen Shulin¡± with someone. Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu followed close behind, with Xia Yubing¡¯s peripheral vision tracking the documents in Chen Cheng¡¯s hand, guessing they were there to meet someone. ¡°Sis, did Mr. Jin ask us to come here?¡± Tong Jialu whispered. Xia Yubing nodded slightly, responding softly, ¡°We¡¯re probably here to meet someone, but I¡¯m not sure who.¡± Tong Jialu was also helping out. She looked past Xia Yubing and asked, ¡°Brother Cheng, are we looking for...¡± Just then, Tong Jialu¡¯s eyes suddenly widened as if she saw something unbelievable. ¡°Sis!¡± she said, her voice trembling as she grabbed Xia Yubing¡¯s arm. Xia Yubing followed Tong Jialu¡¯s gaze and, sure enough, saw that familiar face in the mirror in front of the squat rack. Seeing the sisters¡¯ unusual reaction, Chen Cheng also stopped. He followed their gaze. He saw a girl in black yoga pants and a light gray sports tank top, performing a lat pulldown exercise under a coach¡¯s guidance. Her back muscles were well-defined, clearly the result of regular training. ¡°Is she Wen Shulin?¡± Chen Cheng questioned internally but still approached her. He stopped two or three steps in front of the horizontal bar set, ¡°Hello, Mr. Jin sent me here.¡± The girl holding the bar did not cease her motion because of Chen Cheng¡¯s arrival. It was only when the coach beside her said, ¡°That¡¯s enough for today,¡± that she put down the equipment and turned to say to the coach, ¡°Sister Wen, how do you think I did?¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s pupils suddenly constricted, and it was at this moment he realized that he had mistaken someone else for his contact. While he was feeling embarrassed, Wen Shulin lightly brushed her fingers across the coach¡¯s back and said with a smile, ¡°Very good, I¡¯ve decided to renew your class for another 50 sessions.¡± The coach¡¯s face immediately bloomed with a radiant smile, thanking her repeatedly before turning to leave. Only then did Wen Shulin slowly turn around. For the first time, Chen Cheng clearly caught a glimpse of the real figure¡¯s features. The woman standing before him looked to be about thirty-eight or thirty-nine years old, but time seemed to have been exceedingly kind to her. Her face, meticulously maintained, showed virtually no sign of aging, but instead revealed a wisdom and composure that came with life¡¯s hardships. Such an aura was naturally emanating from within her. She also wore a sports tank top and yoga pants, but what surprised Chen Cheng the most was the two clear lines of muscle on her abdomen which were even more defined than his. Her gaze lingered on Chen Cheng¡¯s face for a moment before drifting to Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu, who were standing not too far away. ¡°Xiao Bing!¡± ¡°Xiao Lu!¡± As if pulled by an invisible force, Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu struggled to step forward, greeting in unison, ¡°Sister Lin.¡± Chen Cheng was no novice. In a mere second, he keenly sensed the subtle atmosphere among the three and the indescribable connection between them. Wen Shulin seemed not to take Xia Yubing¡¯s hesitance to heart and extended her hand, trying to pull Xia Yubing closer to her. But Xia Yubing instinctively stepped back and also tugged Tong Jialu toward her. Faced with this reaction, Wen Shulin did not get angry; instead, the corner of her mouth curled into an amused smile. She then refocused her attention on Chen Cheng, stretched out her hand generously, and greeted him in Mandarin with a strong Hong Kong accent, ¡°Mr. Chen, I am Wen Shulin.¡± Chen Cheng reciprocated with a partial handshake, ¡°Hello, I am Chen Cheng.¡± ¡°I know you.¡± Wen Shulin walked to the dumbbell rack, picked up two 3KG dumbbells, and sat down on the incline bench. As she lifted weights, she remarked, ¡°Xiao Fang gave me a call, said that Mr. Jin has chosen a successor. Didn¡¯t expect it to be someone so young.¡± The ¡®Xiao Fang¡¯ she referred to was Fang Yisong. Then, her gaze once again landed on the trembling Tong Jialu, ¡°Xiao Lu, come and help me a bit.¡± ¡°Sister...¡± Tong Jialu called out to Xia Yubing timidly. The usually aloof Xia Yubing pursed her lips, stepped forward and said, ¡°Sister Lin, I¡¯ll help...¡± However, Wen Shulin¡¯s expression suddenly darkened, ¡°I already gave you your chance.¡± ¡°Get lost.¡± This word, like an ice pick, pierced deeply into Xia Yibing¡¯s heart, sending chills through her. Seeing this, Tong Jialu hurriedly walked behind Wen Shulin, bent down slowly, trying to lift her arms. The spring scenery that was ready to burst forth was even more accentuated at this moment, impressive and expansive. But the meticulously applied eye makeup had reddened. Chen Cheng watched this unfold, his brow furrowed. On one side was the silent Xia Yubing, and on the other was Tong Jialu holding back her tears; a complex emotion welled up inside him. He walked over to Tong Jialu and pulled her up. ¡°Brother Cheng...¡± With a slight smile, Chen Cheng¡¯s expression remained devoid of any actual amusement, ¡°Miss Wen, Mr. Jin asked me to bring a couple of things for you.¡± Leaning back on the incline bench, Wen Shulin looked at Chen Cheng¡¯s face and said coldly: ¡°Interesting. It seems that these two docile kitties have switched owners.¡± Chapter 51 - 51 51 The User Manual for the Xia Family Sisters ?Chapter 51: Chapter 51: The User Manual for the Xia Family Sisters Chapter 51: Chapter 51: The User Manual for the Xia Family Sisters Chen Cheng cracked a faint smile upon hearing Wen Shulin¡¯s words. He released Tong Jialu¡¯s arm and leisurely walked towards another birdcage stool. Once Chen Cheng was seated, he snapped his fingers briskly at Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu. Hearing the sound, the two women quickly ran to Chen Cheng¡¯s side, one on the left and one on the right, coordinating seamlessly. Chen Cheng spoke, ¡°Miss Wen, you do have a keen eye! These two really did switch their allegiance.¡± Wen Shulin put down the dumbbell in her hand and sat up, her gaze meeting Chen Cheng¡¯s in midair as if engaging in a silent battle of wits. ¡°Mr. Chen, you certainly have earned my respect,¡± Wen Shulin broke the silence, crossing her legs in a manly fashion, ¡°Truly deserving of Mr. Jin¡¯s regard.¡± Chen Cheng, not to be outdone, also crossed his legs confidently, ¡°You flatter me, Miss Wen.¡± ¡°Xiao Bing and Xiao Lu have been with me for a while.¡± Wen Shulin calmly stated, ¡°Over the years, they have made nearly twenty million from me.¡± Chen Cheng listened attentively to every word. It was at this moment he truly understood the important figure behind these two sisters was not Fang Yisong as he had previously thought, but the very Wen Shulin before him. ¡°Mr. Jin is indeed generous, he chose you,¡± Wen Shulin raised her hand, pointing at Chen Cheng, then gestured towards the two women beside him, ¡°Using a forty-million wealth management scheme, he bought them off me and gifted them to you.¡± Holding the contract, Chen Cheng¡¯s grip tightened. So, this was the grand gift that Jin Baogen presented to him, as well as the true cause of the entire event. Wen Shulin stood up and walked towards Chen Cheng, extending her delicate hand, ¡°Mr. Chen, you can hand it over to me now.¡± Chen Cheng gave a slight smile, stood up, and handed the contract and authorization document to Wen Shulin. After receiving them, Wen Shulin did not even look through them but glanced once more at Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu. ¡°Xiao Bing, she seems cold but is actually very sensitive,¡± she commented. ¡°As for Xiao Lu, still green, her skills are lacking.¡± Wen Shulin turned to Chen Cheng, ¡°Mr. Chen, this is their user manual. From now on, I will leave their cultivation to you.¡± Chen Cheng raised his eyebrows, opening his arms and gently wrapped them around the shoulders of the two women. Both were taken aback, their bodies tensing up. ¡°Miss Wen, you needn¡¯t trouble yourself with this matter,¡± Chen Cheng said, ¡°Of course, if I have any new ideas or insights, I will certainly share them with you.¡± ¡°Hahaha...¡± Wen Shulin¡¯s eyes brightened, and she extended her hand to Chen Cheng, ¡°Mr. Chen, I look forward to a more pleasant collaboration with you in the future!¡± ¡°To a pleasant collaboration.¡± This time, Chen Cheng grasped her entire hand. .... Walking out of the gym, Chen Cheng noticeably slowed down, his mind a whirlpool of confusion. ¡°Brother Cheng, about my cousin and me...¡± Tong Jialu, watching Chen Cheng¡¯s hesitant silhouette, knew it was time for certain things to be made clear. Chen Cheng turned around, his gaze drifting between Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu. ¡°Didn¡¯t expect you two to be quite so valuable.¡± Xia Yubing bit her red lip, her eyes resolutely fixed on Chen Cheng, ¡°Mr. Chen, neither Xiao Lu nor I have been touched by any other man.¡± ¡°I know that,¡± Chen Cheng replied with certainty. Tong Jialu was surprised, ¡°You know?¡± ¡°When I was recording your videos, I noticed the looks in your eyes and the reactions of your bodies were very tense.¡± Chen Cheng slowly continued, ¡°At first, I thought you were afraid of leaving behind evidence, but upon closer examination, I realized it was fear of me, a man.¡± ¡°You studied that closely?¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s eyes widened. Chen Cheng chuckled awkwardly, ¡°Most importantly, that Wen Shulin, obviously she doesn¡¯t like men. If she is already handsy with that plain-looking trainer, what more for you two?¡± Hearing this, a proud smile spread across the sisters¡¯ faces, as if they had been recognized. Chen Cheng then asked, ¡°But, I¡¯m curious how did you two end up in her bed?¡± ¡°I...¡± Tong Jialu started to speak but then hesitated, glancing sidelong at Xia Yubing. Xia Yubing took a deep breath and began to recount her story. ¡°The first time I met her was at a dinner arranged by Fang Yisong. Back then, I was just a bank teller who had just started in the industry.¡± Her thoughts drifted back, ¡°Fang Yisong said there was a big client who wanted to meet me, willing to help me complete a deposit task of 10 million.¡± Chen Cheng listened quietly as Xia Yubing continued, ¡°At first, I didn¡¯t want to go, feeling that at such occasions I¡¯d either be taken advantage of or subjected to unspoken rules.¡± ¡°But Fang Yisong told my cousin that the other party was a woman, and my cousin let down her guard because of it,¡± Tong Jialu took over the conversation. Chen Cheng gestured with his hand and asked Tong Jialu, ¡°Wait, weren¡¯t you later than her in joining the company?¡± As soon as he spoke, he understood. ¡°You both were introduced to Wen Shulin by Fang Yisong in this way?¡± The sisters nodded. ¡°Why did you agree? Don¡¯t tell me...¡± Chen Cheng started to question their sexual orientation. ¡°That¡¯s not it, my cousin and I are normal!¡± Tong Jialu quickly defended, ¡°It¡¯s just...¡± ¡°She offered so much,¡± Xia Yubing admitted frankly, ¡°Her first commission alone was 300,000 for me. My salary at that time was so meager! That sum of money was astronomical to me.¡± Chen Cheng looked at Tong Jialu, ¡°And you?¡± ¡°She also gave me 300...¡± Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow, ¡°Miss Wen is quite generous, isn¡¯t she!¡± He had a thought, ¡°Originally, your plan was just to ask Mr. Jin to help you balance the accounts, but then you figured since you had to go to Mr. Jin anyways, why not use his power to get away from Wen Shulin?¡± Xia Yubing nodded noncommittally. ¡°Then you froze my account?¡± Chen Cheng pressed. ¡°After you went to Xiao Lu to handle the commercial bill, we found out that you knew Mr. Jin, even though you never admitted it.¡± Xia Yubing explained, ¡°Then, I saw that there was 10 million from Mr. Jin in your account, and I thought...¡± ¡°To freeze those 10 million, so Mr. Jin would step in?¡± Tong Jialu nodded. ¡°But you didn¡¯t anticipate that Mr. Jin wouldn¡¯t take the bait; instead, he used the account freezing incident to hand you two over to me?¡± Chen Cheng was thoroughly impressed with each of Jin Baogen¡¯s moves. He had never imagined, from filming videos, to being transferred to the head office, to today¡¯s direct confrontation with Wen Shulin, that this ordinary-looking, bird-walking old man had made every move a surprising masterstroke. And this also validated the principle he had taught Chen Cheng: to handle things steadily. Chen Cheng took a deep breath, ¡°Alright then, from now on you two...¡± He took another look at the sisters, ¡°I need to send a message back to Mr. Jin first.¡± Chen Cheng dialed the phone, ¡°Mr. Jin, I¡¯ve delivered the items to Wen Shulin.¡± ¡°That was fast,¡± Jin Baogen laughed, ¡°She told you about the sisters¡¯ situation, didn¡¯t she?¡± ¡°She did.¡± ¡°Ha ha ha, Xiao Wen is just straightforward,¡± Jin Baogen said dismissively, ¡°Alright, now that things are settled, you all should cooperate well from now on.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s eyebrows lifted, ¡°Should I bring the seal and bank card to you now?¡± Jin Baogen thought for a moment, ¡°I¡¯ll come to Big Willow Tree tonight, let Xiao Er cook a couple of dishes, and the two of us will have a drink together.¡± ¡°No problem,¡± Chen Cheng readily agreed. After hanging up the phone, Chen Cheng beckoned the sisters to get in the car, ¡°Let¡¯s go, I¡¯ll take you back to the bank.¡± The sisters followed him. Chen Cheng¡¯s eyes were roving, and he leaned close to Xia Yubing¡¯s ear, ¡°Sensitive? Do you mean ticklish?¡± Xia Yubing was caught off-guard by his sudden intimacy and felt a bit embarrassed, but seeing his mischievous expression, she felt a mix of shy anger. ¡°You, one moment you¡¯re all serious, the next you¡¯re not acting proper at all!¡± Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°Now you know, men have many sides, right?¡± Chapter 52 - 52 52 Chen Chengs New Toy ?Chapter 52: Chapter 52 Chen Cheng¡¯s New Toy Chapter 52: Chapter 52 Chen Cheng¡¯s New Toy Back in Zhongguancun, they had just arrived at lunchtime. Xiao Hai parked the car at the entrance of Jingfa Bank, and Chen Cheng said to the two, ¡°Let¡¯s call it a day here. I¡¯ve still got things to do.¡± Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu were about to open the car doors at the same time when Xia Yubing suddenly spoke up, ¡°How about we have lunch together?¡± Tong Jialu quickly nodded, ¡°Exactly, no matter how busy we are, we need to eat properly.¡± ¡°Sure, what would you like to eat?¡± Chen Cheng agreed. ¡°Let¡¯s just go to our bank¡¯s canteen!¡± Xia Yubing suggested, ¡°The taste is so-so, but it¡¯s very clean.¡± Chen Cheng said to Xiao Hai, ¡°Xiao Hai, go park the car first.¡± ¡°Sure thing, Mr. Chen.¡± The three got out of the car one after the other and waited on the side of the road for about three to five minutes before Chen Donghai also walked over. Then, led by Tong Jialu, Chen Cheng once again stepped into that alley that had changed his destiny. After passing the place where they used to change birds and walking another seven or eight meters, they arrived at Jingfa Bank¡¯s canteen. Located on the second floor of a residential building, the canteen was converted from a small three-room apartment. Upon entering, one could see various dishes in containers lined up against the wall, with a wide variety of menu items from both the north and the south. The news that Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu were being transferred to the head office had also spread hotly among colleagues. Everyone was guessing what skills the two golden flowers of the branch possessed to have risen so high. ¡°Director Xia! You¡¯ve got to treat us all to a meal!¡± ¡°Yes! We must drink to celebrate your promotion!¡± Employees dining in the canteen started to tease as they saw the two come in. Xia Yubing, as always, maintained her aloof demeanor, contrasting starkly with her timidity in front of Wen Shulin and her tension in front of Chen Cheng. She responded indifferently, ¡°Sure.¡± Tong Jialu fetched dinner plates for Chen Cheng and Chen Donghai, ¡°Brother Cheng, what would you like to eat?¡± Chen Cheng took the plate and casually picked up a couple of side dishes. Xiao Hai, on the other hand, had a good appetite and didn¡¯t skimp on the chicken legs, pork chops, and beef. He also scooped up a big bowl of rice. ¡°Eh? Mr. Chen?¡± Fang Yisong, who had finished his meal, walked out from an inner room at that moment. Seeing Chen Cheng there, he quickly approached with a warm greeting, ¡°What brings you to our place?¡± Chen Cheng: ¡°I had some business with Director Xia. Since it was mealtime, we came here to grab a bite at Director Fang¡¯s place.¡± ¡°It¡¯s an honor for Mr. Chen to visit!¡± Fang Yisong, thinking Chen Cheng didn¡¯t fancy the food since he had only picked two dishes, immediately turned and shouted to the kitchen: ¡°Stir-fry two of our best dishes! One fish and one shrimp!¡± All eyes focused on Chen Cheng, the new face. Clothes maketh the man, as the saying goes, and with Chen Cheng¡¯s handsome appearance combined with Fang Yisong¡¯s obsequious flattery, everyone mistook him for a privileged second-generation rich kid. Fang Yisong gestured invitingly, ¡°Mr. Chen, this way please.¡± The group entered a room which should have been a bedroom but now contained a large round table as opposed to the small dining tables outside. Seeing the table still cluttered, Tong Jialu was about to clean up, but Fang Yisong beat her to it and swiftly tidied away the leftovers. ¡°Mr. Chen, please take a seat,¡± Fang Yisong invited Chen Cheng to the seat of honor, then turned to Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu, saying, ¡°Director Xia, Manager Tong, and this young man, please take your seats as well.¡± The four of them sat down. Before long, the kitchen delivered two steaming hot dishes, one was a braised seabass and the other was stir-fried shrimp. ¡°Mr. Chen, our small canteen naturally can¡¯t compare to Mr. Jin¡¯s back kitchen,¡± Fang Yisong placed the two new dishes in front of Chen Cheng. ¡°Please make do for now. When you have time, let¡¯s have a proper meal together.¡± Seeing Fang Yisong¡¯s smile that was more radiant than a sunflower, Chen Cheng also knew the principle of not slapping a smiling face. ¡°Director Fang, you are thoughtful.¡± Seizing the harmonious moment, Fang Yisong took the opportunity to express, ¡°Mr. Chen, if you ever need anything, just command us. Although Director Xia and Manager Tong will be transferring, we will handle all business matters as usual.¡± Chen Cheng nodded slightly, ¡°Director Fang.¡± ¡°Go ahead.¡± ¡°I have something else to attend to. I¡¯ll leave after these last couple of bites.¡± Fang Yisong understood and immediately got up to say goodbye, ¡°Then I won¡¯t bother you any further. Enjoy your meal! Take your time!¡± After saying this, he left the room and even closed the door behind him. Once Tong Jialu and the others left, their faces revealed the most brilliant smiles. ¡°Brother Cheng! You¡¯re too awesome! A few words and Lao Fang obediently complied!¡± she said in a hushed tone, ¡°You don¡¯t know how much he loves to discuss work with employees during meals!¡± Xia Yubing nibbled on a piece of corn cob, ¡°Xiao Lu, you aren¡¯t considering who we¡¯re following now.¡± Chen Cheng was somewhat surprised. He turned his head to look at the still expressionless face and teased, ¡°That¡¯s a rare one! Now even Director Xia is handing out compliments!¡± ¡°It depends on who it¡¯s for.¡± Xia Yubing replied, and the chill on her face melted away, making her whole demeanor bright and sunny. Ding ling ling. Chen Cheng¡¯s phone rang. ¡°Hello.¡± ¡°Good day, sir. This is Flash Delivery. Your order has arrived; could you come out to collect it?¡± the delivery guy asked. ¡°I didn¡¯t buy anything?¡± Chen Cheng responded. The delivery guy confirmed the name of the recipient, ¡°Chen Cheng, right?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°Then it¡¯s for you.¡± ¡°In that case, you can leave it at Fennel Noodle House.¡± ¡°Noodle House? Was it not the Zhongguancun branch of Jingfa Bank?¡± The delivery guy reconfirmed the delivery address, ¡°In this area, I haven¡¯t seen any noodle house!¡± Chen Cheng put down his chopsticks, feeling a bit lost, ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll come out.¡± ¡°Thank you, sir.¡± After hanging up, Chen Cheng was about to get up when Chen Donghai wiped his mouth, ¡°Mr. Chen, let me go.¡± Chen Cheng nodded, ¡°It¡¯s just outside.¡± About seven or eight minutes later, Chen Donghai came back with a small box. ¡°Mr. Chen, I¡¯ve collected it.¡± Chen Cheng took it and weighed it in his hand; it wasn¡¯t heavy. He glanced at the information on the order and murmured, ¡°This is purchased by Wen Shulin.¡± The two sisters immediately threw puzzled looks, ¡°She bought it?¡± ¡°What is it?¡± The package was labeled as ¡®daily necessities.¡¯ Chen Cheng tore off the tape and pulled out the contents. The product box was cute, with a cartoon monster on it. Chen Cheng studied it before opening it again. Another brown cloth bag appeared in the trio¡¯s sight. ¡°This really is wrapped in layers,¡± Chen Cheng said, opening the last layer and took out the item inside. But the next second, he somewhat regretted it. The crescent-shaped object felt soft and squishy, giving off a skin-like touch. Based on the movies he¡¯d seen when he was younger, its shape was different from what he remembered, but it had a similar clever design. ¡°APP long-distance remote control...¡± Tong Jialu was quick-eyed and grabbed the instructions, turning red with embarrassment in an instant. Xia Yubing snatched it away and placed it on her lap. ¡°You say this Miss Wen, she¡¯s really quite interesting.¡± Chen Cheng teased, ¡°If she was going to buy, she should have bought two!¡± He looked at Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu, ¡°Which one of you is going to use it?¡± ¡°I...¡± ¡°I...¡± Chen Cheng saw the two of them mumbling with their heads down and found it unbelievable, ¡°No way, you two are actually considering using it?¡± Chapter 53 - 53 53 Mr ?Chapter 53: Chapter 53 Mr. Jin¡¯s Wisdom Chapter 53: Chapter 53 Mr. Jin¡¯s Wisdom Chen Cheng left Beijing, went to International Trade to get his deposit refunded, then he went to buy vegetables for the evening. By the time he returned to the noodle shop with his arms full of bags, it was already past five in the afternoon. As items were moved from Da Lao¡¯s trunk, Xiao Meier¡¯s gaze wasn¡¯t attracted to the expensive luxury goods, but rather focused on the bags of fresh ingredients Chen Cheng brought in. ¡°Xiao Cheng, why did you buy so much food?¡± she asked. Chen Cheng smiled slightly, ¡°Mr. Jin is coming over for dinner.¡± ¡°Ah? Why didn¡¯t you tell me earlier! So I could have prepared beforehand!¡± ¡°I¡¯ve bought everything now, we can just get ready together,¡± Chen Cheng explained, ¡°Besides, your foot is inconvenient, I don¡¯t want to tire you out.¡± Xiao Meier quickly tied her hair back, ready to get busy, ¡°When is Mr. Jin coming?¡± ¡°He didn¡¯t say.¡± Chen Donghai brought Chen Cheng¡¯s new clothes into the shop, ¡°Mr. Chen, where should I put these things?¡± ¡°I got it, just give me a hand.¡± He handed a star garoupa wrapped in oxygen to Chen Donghai, ¡°Can you handle killing the fish?¡± Xiao Hai nodded, ¡°No problem.¡± Chen Cheng carried the items upstairs, then specially put the gift for Xiao Meier into the bedside drawer, planning to surprise her in the evening. ¡°We¡¯re busy!¡± Jin Baogen¡¯s voice came from downstairs. Hearing the noise, Chen Cheng walked downstairs. ¡°Mr. Jin, please take a seat.¡± Xiao Meier immediately greeted, ¡°I¡¯ll make you a cup of tea.¡± Jin Baogen glanced at the ingredients being prepared and waved his hand, ¡°Hey, no need to go through so much trouble. Just whip up a couple of dishes!¡± ¡°You have been so helpful to Xiao Cheng, how could we not care? You are our honored guest, we must treat you well.¡± She limped over with a chair, placed it at the shop entrance, ¡°Mr. Jin, please have a seat.¡± ¡°What happened to your foot?¡± Jin Baogen asked with concern. ¡°I twisted it by accident, it¡¯s almost healed,¡± Xiao Meier responded, at the same time asking, ¡°Mr. Jin, is floral tea okay?¡± Jin Baogen wasn¡¯t picky, ¡°Of course that¡¯s fine.¡± Chen Cheng came forward, and Xiao Meier kept giving him eye signals, hinting that he should keep Mr. Jin company in conversation. ¡°Mr. Jin.¡± Jin Baogen, who had just lit a cigarette, turned around and saw Chen Cheng, smiled and said, ¡°I thought you weren¡¯t here.¡± ¡°Just tidying up things.¡± Chen Cheng also took a chair and sat next to him, ¡°Dinner might be a bit late.¡± ¡°A later dinner is what makes it dinner!¡± Jin Baogen said generously. Xiao Meier came back with a big porcelain jar, ¡°Mr. Jin, tea.¡± ¡°Good, good.¡± He looked back at Xiao Meier returning to the kitchen, then said to Chen Cheng, ¡°Shall we go for a walk?¡± Chen Cheng stood up, ¡°Sister Er, we¡¯re going to take a walk outside.¡± Busy Xiao Meier repeatedly said, ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll give you a call later!¡± ¡°Okay!¡± Leaving the noodle shop, Chen Cheng and Jin Baogen walked shoulder to shoulder towards Wanbao Hall. Chen Cheng opened the big door, and the two sat on the threshold, chatting. Jin Baogen put out his cigarette, his gaze deep, ¡°Mr. Chen, do you have any questions you want to ask me?¡± Looking at that meaningful smile, Chen Cheng spoke, ¡°Mr. Jin, your heart is as clear as a bright mirror.¡± ¡°Hahaha, you kid!¡± Jin Bao patted Chen Cheng¡¯s shoulder, ¡°Is it for that wealth management product?¡± Chen Cheng nodded. ¡°Do you think it¡¯s worth it for me to trade a 40 million wealth management product for Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu with Wen Shulin?¡± Jin Bao asked again. After witnessing so many impressive moves, Chen Cheng naturally didn¡¯t dare to jump to conclusions. ¡°Mr. Jin, your decision must have its profound implications.¡± Jin Bao looked at the streetscape of Big Willow Tree, ¡°These two girls, they really have some skills.¡± Chen Cheng listened attentively. ¡°Generally speaking, there are quite a few women like Xia Yubing in the whole circle.¡± Jin Bao said bluntly, ¡°However, most of them only make a few million in three to five years. She made over 20 million. Doesn¡¯t that indicate she has something extraordinary?¡± ¡°Today, I noticed Wen Shulin¡¯s eyes, she seemed really reluctant to let them go,¡± Chen Cheng chimed in, ¡°Of course, that is if we disregard the relationship between them.¡± Jin Bao nodded, ¡°I¡¯ve done some digging on them.¡± ¡°Please, tell me.¡± ¡°Neither she nor Tong Jialu are locals; they came here from other places through exams,¡± Jin Bao took out his phone and sent the sisters¡¯ profiles to Chen Cheng. He continued, ¡°Apart from the thing with Wen Shulin, they have a clean background.¡± Chen Cheng looked at the personnel files, which were even more detailed than job resumes, outlining everything from kindergarten, elementary, secondary school, and college academic achievements and awards to their performances after starting work¡ªevery detail recorded clearly. Even their medical history, family situation, personal assets, and the work units of their parents were meticulously detailed. ¡°Mr. Jin, this information...¡± Chen Cheng was somewhat surprised. Jin Bao said meaningfully, ¡°In our line of work, how can we not have our own channels of information?¡± ¡°That¡¯s amazing.¡± Jin Bao continued, ¡°The main reason I¡¯m introducing you to these two, aside from their capabilities and clean slate, is something else.¡± Chen Cheng sat up straight and said, ¡°Please, go on.¡± ¡°Where there¡¯s wealth, there are beauties. Where are the most women? Naturally, in scenes of fame and fortune like the financial and entertainment circles,¡± Jin Bao lit another cigarette. He looked solemnly at Chen Cheng, ¡°Now that you¡¯re about to enter the business, you¡¯ll soon face temptations you¡¯ve never even dared imagine.¡± ¡°And these girls are especially beautiful, many have graduated from art colleges,¡± Jin Bao shared his experience, ¡°The Central Academy of Drama and other top-tier schools produce girls with good backgrounds and high platforms, with plenty of people supporting them.¡± ¡°In contrast, those from institutions like Sichuan xx College, and Jinling xx College who come here without support and hope to make a name for themselves can only look for a big shot.¡± ¡°You can see them at various dinner gatherings, their goal generally is to meet powerful people, get introductions to resources, and become famous quickly,¡± Jin Bao said. Chen Cheng nodded, ¡°When I was doing quantitative analysis, I also heard many stories of women in the circle.¡± ¡°So, I want to cut this root for you before you face the dazzling temptations of this indulgent environment.¡± Jin Bao smiled at Chen Cheng, ¡°Lest you get drunk, bedazzled, or carried away, then get your head spun by a woman.¡± Chen Cheng opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by Jin Bao, ¡°We¡¯re all men here, and I¡¯ve been through it myself.¡± Jin Bao flicked the cigarette ash and bluntly stated, ¡°When I was young, I was duped by a woman. Now I¡¯m going to build up Mr. Chen, and I can¡¯t let you make the same mistakes I did.¡± Chen Cheng felt warmed by his words, ¡°Mr. Jin, you...¡± ¡°Money and pleasure, you can¡¯t avoid them in this circle. They make people swell with arrogance quickly, and you can easily lose yourself in the incessant calls of ¡®Mr. Chen.''¡± Jin Bao once again enlightened Chen Cheng, ¡°However, you just have to remember one thing: no temptation is a problem in front of you.¡± ¡°Please, say it.¡± ¡°The pastries from Rice Fragrance Village, no matter how delicious, you¡¯ll eventually tire of them. Old Chen¡¯s vinegar from Shanxi is fine and all, but the thing that truly fills the stomach is the dumplings you dip in it.¡± Chen Cheng pondered for half a second, then blurted out, ¡°Mr. Jin, are you referring to Sister Meier?¡± ¡°Hahaha, Mr. Chen, you¡¯re much smarter than I was back in the day,¡± Jin Bao nodded deeply. Chapter 54 - 54 54 You Must Gauge the Limits in Matters of the Heart Yourself ?Chapter 54: Chapter 54: You Must Gauge the Limits in Matters of the Heart Yourself Chapter 54: Chapter 54: You Must Gauge the Limits in Matters of the Heart Yourself Chen Cheng: ¡°Mr. Jin, you praised me like that last time too, and I was so happy for a whole two hours...¡± He laughed and shook his head, ¡°But in the end, you taught me a tough lesson!¡± Jin Baogen burst into laughter, ¡°You had never done that kind of thing before, so taking the first step was already pretty good.¡± ¡°What¡¯s that popular phrase you young people use? What is it again?¡± Chen Cheng thought for a moment, ¡°Encouragement-based teaching?¡± ¡°Hahaha, right!¡± Jin Baogen nodded repeatedly, ¡°If I had just shot down your idea from the start, where would the fun be?¡± ¡°So this time, are you encouraging me again?¡± Chen Cheng asked. Jin Baogen took a deep drag of his cigarette and exhaled slowly, the lingering smoke seemed to carry his life experiences. ¡°Let¡¯s have a heart-to-heart talk, just between the two of us. When I was young, I had so many ladies around me that I couldn¡¯t count them all with my hands and feet combined.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s eyes widened in surprise, ¡°Mr. Jin, I¡¯d never have guessed!¡± ¡°I was young then! About the same age as you are now, with dreams of riding fast and seeing all the beauties in the world.¡± Jin Baogen said nonchalantly, ¡°Plus, back then, courting didn¡¯t cost much.¡± ¡°Just drive a Santana, say a few sweet words, grab some McDonald¡¯s, then go rowing in Houhai, and it was a sure thing. If you met someone who pretended to be high-class, spending a little money to stroll around Seter or dine at Lao Mo¡¯s would seal the deal.¡± He said with a laugh. ¡°Awesome!¡± Chen Cheng gave a thumbs up. Jin Baogen looked content, ¡°But no matter how I played, I never let myself get into trouble because of the relationships between women.¡± Chen Cheng rolled his Adam¡¯s apple, ¡°That¡¯s pretty amazing!¡± ¡°Whether it was a spouse in marriage, a long-term side piece, or even a brief fling, I was always able to keep the relationships balanced.¡± Chen Cheng listened carefully, ¡°Got it.¡± Jin Baogen patted Chen Cheng on the shoulder, saying, ¡°In business, I can teach you everything without reservation. But when it comes to love, you¡¯ve got to navigate that on your own.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll learn from Mr. Jin!¡± Chen Cheng said with a laugh. ¡°You little rascal!¡± Both men stood up, and Jin Baogen looked back, ¡°How much longer till the opening?¡± ¡°Three to five days, I think we¡¯re good to go.¡± ¡°When the time comes, reserve a table for me,¡± Jin Baogen said. Chen Cheng nodded, ¡°Definitely the only and best private room.¡± Jin Baogen nodded with satisfaction, ¡°Let¡¯s go back and check it out.¡± After locking the door, the young and the old walked towards the noodle shop again. As they walked, Chen Cheng asked, ¡°Mr. Jin, is Wen Shulin from Hong Kong Island?¡± Jin Baogen shook his head with a smile, ¡°She¡¯s a girl from Beijing.¡± ¡°Her accent really doesn¡¯t show it.¡± ¡°Seventeen or eighteen years ago, she went to be a mistress for an old man over there,¡± Jin Baogen said slowly, ¡°A few years back, the old man passed away, and she returned.¡± Chen Cheng raised his eyebrows, ¡°She really doesn¡¯t beat around the bush?¡± ¡°Hahaha!¡± Jin Baogen stopped walking and laughed, ¡°What? Are you interested in her?¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t you say we might collaborate in the future? I just thought I¡¯d ask in advance.¡± ¡°There is potential for collaboration.¡± Chen Cheng pressed on, ¡°In this matter, she is...¡± ¡°She¡¯s a director at CGG,¡± Jin Baogen revealed, ¡°Her company is on the list of institutions we¡¯ll be working with.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s jaw almost hit the floor. As a survivor of the industry reshuffling in Mainland China, CGG stands as a representative institution for the northern region. Seeing Chen Cheng¡¯s shocked expression, Jin Baogen couldn¡¯t help laughing, ¡°How about it? Are you more interested in Wen Shulin now?¡± Chen Cheng quickly nodded, ¡°Mr. Jin, you¡¯ve really broadened my horizons!¡± But half a second later, he asked, ¡°To become a director as a mistress, that means she must be pretty capable!¡± Jin Baogen said with a half-smile, ¡°What? You want to go toe-to-toe with her?¡± ¡°Don¡¯t joke! Isn¡¯t she that...?¡± Jin Baogen¡¯s eyes smiled, ¡°Before she was that, wasn¡¯t she also a mistress?¡± ¡°This...¡± Chen Cheng chuckled awkwardly, ¡°Am I a little too unskilled for this?¡± ¡°So, you should go and train with Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu first, they know Wen Shulin the best, don¡¯t they!¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, you¡¯re not joking, are you?¡± Chen Cheng took a step back, finding it somewhat unbelievable. Jin Baogen¡¯s eyes gleamed with amusement, ¡°Giving up so soon?¡± Chen Cheng understood that look, ¡°Hey, I¡¯m just a little sparrow, how can I compare to an old bird like you!¡± ¡°Hahaha...¡± Their laughter echoed in the air. Returning to the noodle shop, just as he reached the entrance, Chen Cheng heard the sound of a horn behind him. Looking back, it was Feng Biao and Ding Chaohui who had arrived. ¡°Dacheng! Let¡¯s go!¡± Ding Chaohui got out of the car and enthusiastically called out to Chen Cheng, ¡°Let¡¯s go out for a drink! Call Sister E too!¡± Chen Cheng replied, ¡°Not going, I have guests today!¡± Ding Chaohui¡¯s gaze lingered on Jin Baogen for a moment, seeming to recognize him, but couldn¡¯t recall the name. Seeing this, Feng Biao also got out of the car. He gazed at Jin Baogen with squinted eyes and muttered under his breath, ¡°Ding Er, who is this grandpa?¡± ¡°Let me think...¡± Ding Chaohui pondered for a while, then suddenly his eyes lit up. ¡°Mr. Jin!¡± he exclaimed. Feng Biao frowned, ¡°Mr. Jin? Who¡¯s that?¡± ¡°Mr. Jin! Haven¡¯t you always bragged in front of me that you knew him?¡± Ding Chaohui slammed the car door shut. He stood respectfully in front of Jin Baogen, ¡°Grandpa, it¡¯s little Ding Er here! You even held me when I was a kid!¡± Jin Baogen looked him over, recalling with some difficulty: ¡°You are...¡± Chen Cheng timely introduced, ¡°Ding Chaohui, his family¡¯s elder is Ding Mao.¡± Upon hearing that name, Jin Baogen remembered, ¡°Little Ding Er! How¡¯s your elder doing?¡± ¡°Still robust! Drinks his half a pint of liquor every day!¡± Jin Baogen nodded, ¡°Good, good!¡± At this moment, Feng Biao also came forward, finally meeting the legendary Mr. Jin. ¡°Mr. Jin, I¡¯m Xiao Biao!¡± Jin Baogen truly couldn¡¯t remember this time, Chen Cheng said, ¡°He¡¯s another childhood friend of mine, Feng Biao.¡± Jin Baogen looked at the three people before him, ¡°Dacheng?¡± ¡°Eh!¡± ¡°Li Dinger?¡± Ding Chaohui nodded vigorously, ¡°It¡¯s me.¡± ¡°Shu Biao?¡± ¡°Exactly, exactly!¡± Feng Biao kept bowing. Jin Baogen laughed, ¡°Don¡¯t you guys have another brother called Xia Pi?¡± ¡°Xia Bao!¡± Chen Cheng also laughed along: ¡°Xia Gaoqiang.¡± ¡°Right, right, right! The Willow Tree Four Tigers!¡± Jin Baogen fondly mentioned the four people¡¯s nicknames. Feng Biao chuckled along, ¡°Mr. Jin, you¡¯re the real deal, we¡¯re just messing around!¡± Jin Baogen glanced around, ¡°Eh? Isn¡¯t there one more person?¡± ¡°On the way!¡± Ding Chaohui took out his phone, ¡°I¡¯ll ask where he is now.¡± Jin Baogen turned to Chen Cheng, ¡°Mr. Chen, how about we borrow your dishes and drinks and all have a meal together today?¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, listen to you,¡± Chen Cheng chuckled and nodded, ¡°We¡¯ll keep you company.¡± ¡°Good, good, good!¡± Jin Baogen said ¡®good¡¯ three times, ¡°Although I¡¯m getting on in years, I still like to have a drink with the youngsters!¡± ¡°You take a seat first, I¡¯ll go buy some more marinated dishes for our drinks,¡± said Chen Cheng. Jin Baogen nodded. Feng Biao was excited, ¡°Dacheng, I¡¯ll go with you!¡± Chen Cheng pointed towards the noodle shop, ¡°Help out there, aren¡¯t you? Sister E is doing it all alone? Shouldn¡¯t you at least cook a couple dishes?¡± Feng Biao slapped his forehead, ¡°Right, I¡¯ll call Yingzi right now! Her cooking is definitely better than mine!¡± Chapter 55 - 55 55 Youth is Your Capital ?Chapter 55: Chapter 55 Youth is Your Capital Chapter 55: Chapter 55 Youth is Your Capital (The previous chapter was cut off) Inside Fennel Noodle House, four small tables were ingeniously joined together to form a large square table. On the table, there was a variety of seafood, including spotted grouper, Alaskan king crab, and sweet shrimp. There was also a full range of braised dishes: chicken, goose, beef, as well as pig¡¯s ears and pig¡¯s tails. Of course, the essential small dishes and peanuts served with drinks were not to be missed. A group of people sat around the table, with Wuliangye liquor in their plastic cups, and happiness written all over their faces. ¡°Come on, it¡¯s rare for all of us to gather together today, let¡¯s all have a drink!¡± Jin Baogen proposed enthusiastically. Cheng Cheng and others promptly raised their cups in response, ¡°To Mr. Jin!¡± Glasses clinked, and the fragrance of the liquor filled the air. As soon as the cups were set down, Xiao Meier saw Jin Baogen reaching for the food with his chopsticks, hurriedly adding dishes to Chen Cheng¡¯s plate as well. ¡°Wow, look at that, our Xiao Er sister is so biased!¡± Feng Biao livened up the atmosphere, ¡°Giving him both the legs and the tails!¡± Liu Ying pinched his leg and said, ¡°You¡¯re the one who talks too much, just eat your food!¡± Jin Baogen looked at everyone, his grin so wide it was almost splitting his face, and exclaimed, ¡°Eating with you guys is really great! This kind of feeling can¡¯t be found anywhere else.¡± Chen Cheng picked up his cup, ¡°Mr. Jin, us brothers always like to make a racket.¡± ¡°Making noise is good! That¡¯s what makes drinking fun!¡± Jin Baogen clinked glasses with Chen Cheng, took a sip of the drink, and didn¡¯t put the glass down. He looked at Xiao Meier, ¡°Xiao Er, you¡¯ve worked hard today, the food you prepared is very delicious.¡± Xiao Meier quickly stood up, holding her glass with both hands, ¡°Mr. Jin, you flatter me. My cooking skills are just average; I don¡¯t know if you¡¯re accustomed to it.¡± ¡°Very good! I¡¯m looking forward to the opening of Wanbao Hall. Mr. Chen has already reserved a table for me,¡± Jin Baogen replied. Hearing this, Xiao Meier smiled happily, ¡°Then here¡¯s a toast to you, wishing you good health and all the best.¡± After taking another sip, what nobody expected was for Jin Baogen to raise his glass to Ding Chaohui, ¡°Little Ding Er, send my regards to your old man.¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, I will deliver the message,¡± Ding Chaohui also stood up, ¡°Wishing you good health and longevity.¡± ¡°Great!¡± Next were Feng Biao and Liu Ying, and eventually it was Xia Gaoqiang¡¯s turn. Xia Gaoqiang, also known as Xia Bao. He was very close with Chen Cheng during their school days. He got his nickname because, standing at 196 cm, he barely carried any fat on his body. At that time, ¡°The Deer and the Cauldron¡± was very popular, so Chen Cheng called him Fat Monk. But the kid didn¡¯t like it, feeling it lacked imposingness, so he gave himself the moniker Brother Leopard. However, whenever there was trouble, Xia Gaoqiang was always the first to slip away, moving head and limb like a shrimp, which eventually led to the nickname Xia Bao. ¡°Come on, little brother,¡± said Jin Baogen after taking a bite of food and having a round of drinks, ¡°it¡¯s our turn.¡± Xia Gaoqiang stood up, ¡°Mr. Jin, a toast to you.¡± ¡°Sit, sit.¡± Chen Cheng grabbed a bottle of water for Jin Baogen and added a bit more food to his bowl, ¡°Mr. Jin, you must try these dishes and not just focus on drinking.¡± ¡°Exactly, exactly,¡± the others chimed in. Despite having drunk over half a cup of baijiu already, Jin Baogen¡¯s face remained unchanged, and with a smile, he waved his hand and said, ¡°It¡¯s nothing, it¡¯s nothing.¡± ¡°Such a capacity!¡± Feng Biao added. Looking at the group, Jin Baogen said, ¡°I know Ding Er is taking over the business. What are you guys up to these days?¡± ¡°I¡¯m at Tusheng Car Company, and my wife works at a trading company.¡± Xia Gaoqiang said, ¡°Mr. Jin, I¡¯m a P.E. teacher at the secondary school.¡± Chen Cheng added: ¡°Xia Bao used to play basketball and even made it to the city team!¡± ¡°Substitute, substitute!¡± Xia Gaoqiang joked about himself: ¡°I just grew tall without much muscle, couldn¡¯t compete with others.¡± Jin Baogen was becoming happier the more he listened; it seemed like it had been a long time since he¡¯d had such a relaxed meal. He nodded with emotion, ¡°Each of you has your own path, and you¡¯re all doing great.¡± Jin Baogen looked at Chen Cheng with an obvious fondness in his tone, ¡°Now Mr. Chen has opened a restaurant, you guys should come by when you have time.¡± ¡°Absolutely! I¡¯m even planning to get a membership card from Dacheng!¡± Feng Biao smacked his chest. Ding Chaohui also promised: ¡°Whenever my workplace has a gathering, I¡¯ll definitely recommend Dacheng¡¯s restaurant first!¡± Xia Gaoqiang responded with a smile: ¡°Mr. Jin, don¡¯t worry. With our friendship with Dacheng, we¡¯ll definitely come.¡± ¡°An opening should be bustling.¡± Jin Baogen looked at Chen Cheng, ¡°What about the kitchen team, have you found one?¡± Chen Cheng glanced at Xiao Meier, ¡°Still looking, we¡¯ll try out some dishes these next few days.¡± ¡°If you need help, I have people.¡± Jin Baogen offered: ¡°They can fill in for the time being, so there¡¯s no rush on your part.¡± Chen Cheng discreetly nudged Xiao Meier¡¯s leg under the table, signaling her to respond. ¡°Mr. Jin, I...¡± ¡°Running a restaurant is different from a noodle house.¡± Jin Baogen said patiently: ¡°Xiao Er¡¯s cooking skills are excellent, but she needs to learn management.¡± ¡°Front of the house, kitchen, cashier ¨C every aspect can¡¯t be neglected. You need to make guests feel at home,¡± he added. Xiao Meier nodded repeatedly, ¡°Xiao Cheng took me to some very high-end restaurants before; he said we should open one to that standard.¡± Jin Baogen turned to Chen Cheng, ¡°Why don¡¯t you take Xiao Er to experience my place?¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, that¡¯s a huge misunderstanding!¡± Chen Cheng quickly said: ¡°I¡¯ve only been to your place once, right?¡± Jin Baogen said with a laugh: ¡°Got drunk, got drunk.¡± He then said to Xiao Meier, ¡°One of these days, have Mr. Chen take you to my place.¡± Xiao Meier blinked, ¡°Mr. Jin, do you do catering too?¡± ¡°It¡¯s just a place for friends to gather,¡± Jin Baogen replied. ¡°Not open to the public.¡± ¡°Great!¡± Xiao Meier readily agreed, ¡°I¡¯ll go when Xiao Cheng has time.¡± Everyone envied Chen Cheng as they listened to the conversation between the three. ¡°Feng Biao exclaimed, ¡°Dacheng, Mr. Jin is really your benefactor! You¡¯ve got to work hard!¡± ¡°And don¡¯t forget us three poor guys when you strike it rich!¡± Liu Ying: ¡°Dacheng is not the type to be ungrateful, there¡¯s no need for your reminder.¡± ¡°Ha ha ha...¡± Laughter erupted again. Xia Gaoqiang, dispersing smoke, stopped by Chen Cheng and said, ¡°If you strike it rich, you¡¯ve got to help us out!¡± Chen Cheng squeezed the cigarette in his hand with a grin, ¡°No problem.¡± Ding Chaohui: ¡°I¡¯m not asking for much, just some coupons for the restaurant will make me happy.¡± ¡°You¡¯re not striving for excellence anymore?¡± Chen Cheng retorted: ¡°You were still putting on a serious face the day before yesterday!¡± ¡°Hey, how can I not accept something that this guy is giving without any strings attached?¡± Ding Er asked with a smile: ¡°Right, Mr. Jin?¡± Jin Baogen listened to their jesting, feeling as though he returned to his youth. ¡°I¡¯m so envious of you guys!¡± He lit a cigarette and said dreamily: ¡°Youth is your capital! Work hard and shine in your respective positions.¡± He paused for a moment, ¡°If one day, you¡¯re not happy at the police station, school, or car company, come find me!¡± Ding Chaohui and the others immediately raised their glasses, ¡°Mr. Jin, we¡¯ll remember your words!¡± Then Jin Baogen also raised his glass, towards Chen Cheng, ¡°I¡¯ll bring all of you to find Mr. Chen, and we¡¯ll ask for a drink!¡± Chen Cheng took a deep breath, ¡°I always say, a hometown sparrow will always be a hometown sparrow! Look, Mr. Jin is teasing me again here!¡± ¡°Ha ha ha...¡± Chapter 56 - 56 56 Imported Watermelons Are Sweeter than Honey ?Chapter 56: Chapter 56: Imported Watermelons Are Sweeter than Honey Chapter 56: Chapter 56: Imported Watermelons Are Sweeter than Honey The attic light, softly yellow. After sending off all the guests tonight, the noisy night finally quieted down. Xiao Meieir had just finished bathing, droplets of water still clinging to her hair strands. She cradled half a watermelon as she went upstairs, seeing Chen Cheng lying on the bed, she softly said, ¡°I¡¯m done showering, you should go wash up quickly.¡± Chen Cheng patted the edge of the bed with his hand, ¡°Come, sit here.¡± Xiao Meier set down the watermelon, her body carrying a faint scent of shower gel, ¡°Drunk?¡± Chen Cheng smiled and shook his head, ¡°This bit of alcohol, just splashing water~!¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s lips curved into a smile, teasingly asking, ¡°Then why did you sneakily pour that last half cup of liquor into Xia Bao¡¯s glass?¡± ¡°Because...¡± He deliberately paused, then slowly said, ¡°Because tonight, I have something more important to do.¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s heart trembled slightly, she hurriedly avoided Chen Cheng¡¯s gaze, trying to hide her inner anticipation and nervousness: ¡°In the middle of the night, what serious things could there be?¡± ¡°Close your eyes first.¡± ¡°Why?¡± Xiao Meier spoke, but her moist lashes still covered her eyelids, ¡°What are you up to now?¡± She felt Chen Cheng busying himself with something in secret, and a faint sound reached her ears, like wrapping paper being gently opened. ¡°Is it ready?¡± ¡°Almost, almost.¡± Chen Cheng opened the watch box and after adjusting the angle, ¡°It¡¯s ready.¡± Xiao Meier slowly opened her eyes and was stunned at the sight. Chen Cheng held an exquisite watch box in his hand, inside of which lay a fully diamond-encrusted Cartier watch. ¡°Xiao Cheng, this is...¡± Although she had never seen a real Cartier, she had seen plenty of high-quality replicas at the Willow Tree Ghost Market. But the watch before her, whether it was the craftsmanship or the packaging, was worlds apart from those fakes. Moreover, with that mountain-like pile of shopping bags on the floor beside the bed, everything was telling Xiao Meier that this was real. Chen Cheng took out the watch, ¡°Let¡¯s see if it fits. If the strap isn¡¯t right, we can adjust it tomorrow.¡± Xiao Meier didn¡¯t extend her hand, ¡°I didn¡¯t ask you today, why did you buy so many high-end clothes?¡± Chen Cheng knew Xiao Meier was accustomed to being frugal, otherwise, over these years, she wouldn¡¯t have just set up this small attic above the noodle shop instead of renting a better house elsewhere. ¡°I¡¯m driving a Da Lao now, I have to wear decent clothes,¡± Chen Cheng said with a laugh, ¡°Since I¡¯m dressing so well, don¡¯t you have to look the part of a rich lady?¡± ¡°You¡¯re talking nonsense again.¡± Xiao Meier pouted, ¡°It¡¯s fine for you to dress well, but this watch is so expensive, if it gets knocked or scratched... you should return it tomorrow!¡± Chen Cheng tenderly held Xiao Meier¡¯s hand, ¡°Mei¡¯er sis, when I had nowhere to go, you took me in, and when I was in dire need of money, you lent it to me without a second thought.¡± ¡°Now that I¡¯m able, I just want you to have what others have,¡± his voice was low and firm. Xiao Meier felt so moved by Chen Cheng¡¯s words that her eyes reddened, ¡°Xiao Cheng, you know I¡¯ve never cared about comparing with others, I just want to live a stable life.¡± ¡°Life has to go on, but it should still be good,¡± Chen Cheng smiled lightly, ¡°Come on, try it on.¡± Xiao Meier bit her lower lip, ¡°Actually, I don¡¯t want this.¡± Chen Cheng was taken aback for half a second, perplexed by her rejection of the watch worth tens of thousands. ¡°Then what do you want?¡± ¡°Xiao Cheng, when I was tidying up for you yesterday, I saw a gold chain,¡± Xiao Meier said. Chen Cheng seemed to understand. ¡°I remember, the first time you brought Zhang Qianqian back, Mr. Zhai hosted a meal for everyone and gave her that gold chain,¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s voice was low, ¡°It was said to be worn by your grandmother and your mother, and only belonged to the Chen Family...¡± She didn¡¯t finish her sentence, but the meaning in her eyes was clear. Chen Cheng sniffled and said, ¡°That... Mei¡¯er sis...¡± ¡°Yes?¡± ¡°I¡¯ll fix it and give it to you.¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s eyes lit up, ¡°Really?¡± ¡°When have I ever lied to you?¡± A happy smile spread across her face, and Chen Cheng continued, ¡°However, you must promise me one thing.¡± ¡°What¡¯s that?¡± ¡°Try on this watch.¡± Xiao Meier then handed her wrist to Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng gently cradled her hand, and with a click, a hundred-thousand yuan Cartier watch appeared on Xiao Meier¡¯s delicate wrist. ¡°Tomorrow, wear this watch, put on the dress you bought the other day, and let¡¯s go have breakfast at Mr. Jin¡¯s place together,¡± Chen Cheng smiled. Xiao Meier¡¯s arms were trembling; she had never received such an expensive gift and silently nodded her head. Chen Cheng got out of bed, ¡°I¡¯ll take a shower first then.¡± ¡°Be quick, wait for you to join me for some watermelon.¡± Xiao Meier looked up with a smile, exuding a serene beauty under the warm light. ¡°Is it sweet?¡± Chen Cheng glanced at the watermelon, took it in his arms, and said, ¡°Have a taste first.¡± He scooped out a piece from the very middle and brought it to Xiao Meier¡¯s lips, ¡°Ah~¡± Xiao Meier playfully rolled her eyes at him but obediently leaned in, her lips slightly parted. The sweet juice streamed through her mouth, ¡°It¡¯s very sweet!¡± Chen Cheng scooped another piece from the side, ¡°Just alright?¡± ¡°How could that be? I picked it out specially,¡± Xiao Meier grabbed the spoon, scooped a bite for herself, and spoke while eating, ¡°It¡¯s really sweet!¡± The watermelon was crimson, just like her tender self. Chen Cheng took a deep breath and moved closer. Mmm~! Mmm~! Xiao Meier¡¯s eyes went wide, her teeth clenched. But Chen Cheng¡¯s breath, heavy with the scent of alcohol, made her heart leap. Slowly, her eyelashes drooped again. Chen Cheng felt a kind of unfamiliar but eager tenderness, just like the hand last night, striving to cooperate with him. Xiao Meier¡¯s whole body got goosebumps, which were quite noticeable on her fair skin. After two or three minutes, she finally pushed Chen Cheng aside, ¡°Maybe you should take a... shower first.¡± Chen Cheng pinched her cheek and smiled, ¡°Now it¡¯s truly sweet.¡± ¡°You little rascal!¡± Xiao Meier laughed with irritation, ¡°Go on then!¡± ¡°Don¡¯t you dare snack on it without me!¡± Chen Cheng headed downstairs, ¡°Wait for me.¡± Xiao Meier glared at him, ¡°You only have 10 minutes.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s footsteps quickened as he went downstairs. He wanted to take a quick shower and then savor this crispy seeded watermelon. Ding. Ding. At that moment, Chen Cheng¡¯s phone suddenly rang twice. He took out his smartphone and saw two notifications from ¡°Little Monster¡±: [Device connected] [Device disconnected]. ¡°Who?¡± he pondered. From upstairs came Xiao Meier¡¯s cautionary voice, ¡°What are you doing on your phone? Are you looking at something you shouldn¡¯t be...¡± Chen Cheng looked up towards the softly glowing stairway entrance, remembering what Jin Baogen had said to him a few hours ago at Wanbao Hall, about the need to maintain boundaries in affairs of the heart. He silently cleared the notification bar, turned on Do Not Disturb mode, and called up, ¡°Shu Biao said he¡¯s arrived.¡± ¡°Oh, okay then,¡± Xiao Meier instructed, ¡°It¡¯s hot, so don¡¯t take a cold shower, alright!¡± Chapter 57 - 57 57 Be His Good Helpmate ?Chapter 57: Chapter 57: Be His Good Helpmate Chapter 57: Chapter 57: Be His Good Helpmate Xiao Meier has always been a beauty, just without the means and time to dress up before. Today, she wore a dress costing over two thousand, a watch worth hundreds of thousands, and sat in the back of a Da Lao worth millions. No one would imagine such a glamorous and wealthy image belonged to the owner of the Willow Tree Fennel Noodle House. She even specifically chose a bright red lipstick, vivid yet dignified, perfectly outlining her sexy lips. Her skin was like cream, delicate and luminously fair, attracting more than a few glances from Chen Cheng beside her. But the unfortunate part was that her relatives had not yet left, and during her protected period, it became Chen Cheng¡¯s silent period. ¡°Xiao Cheng, should we buy something for Mr. Jin?¡± Xiao Meier reminded him, ¡°It¡¯s our first visit, it¡¯s not good to go empty-handed.¡± After hearing this, Chen Cheng smiled and naturally placed his hand on Xiao Meier¡¯s leg, feeling her muscles tense slightly. ¡°Xiao Er, are you a bit nervous?¡± ¡°Yes... a bit.¡± He patted her, ¡°I think you are very nervous, right?¡± ¡°Huh?¡± ¡°It¡¯s only quarter past six in the morning, where can we go buy something?¡± Chen Cheng joked. Xiao Meier glared at Chen Cheng, ¡°You¡¯ve been there a second time, I...¡± Chen Cheng embraced her, ¡°It¡¯s fine, just being there is enough.¡± Xiao Hai quickly drove them to the front of the club. As soon as the car stopped, a well-trained waiter came forward to open the door for them, respectfully calling out, ¡°Mr. Chen, Miss Xiao.¡± Chen Cheng nodded in response, ¡°Morning.¡± As for Xiao Meier, this was her first time experiencing such a scene, she was already a bit nervous, and now even more so. She clung tightly to Chen Cheng¡¯s arm, nearly leaning half of her body against his, and walked with wooden steps inside. Upon entering, Xiao Meier was dazzled by the decorations inside. ¡°Xiao Cheng, is this place all Mr. Jin¡¯s?¡± she asked quietly. Chen Cheng replied, ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°This is too incredible, it¡¯s just like the Forbidden City.¡± Xiao Meier exclaimed lightly, her eyebrows knitted slightly as she searched for the right words to express her feelings. ¡°He doesn¡¯t even have a dragon chair though, does he?¡± Chen Cheng asked with a laugh. ¡°I mean, this kind of feeling!¡± Xiao Meier wrinkled her nose, ¡°Don¡¯t tease me!¡± Chen Cheng gently patted her hand, ¡°Alright, don¡¯t be nervous.¡± ¡°Mr. Chen, Miss Xiao.¡± At that moment, a girl in a cheongsam came over. It was different from when Chen Cheng had come last time; in the morning there was no jasmine-scented towel to relieve fatigue, but her hands were crossed over her abdomen, her smile confident and warm. ¡°Mr. Jin is already waiting for the two of you in the back courtyard,¡± she gestured with a tilt of her body, ¡°This way please.¡± ¡°Thank you.¡± Xiao Meier, observing the dignified demeanor and respectful service attitude, remarked to Xiao Cheng, ¡°This place is even more upscale than the place you took me to the day before yesterday!¡± ¡°That¡¯s why Mr. Jin wanted you to feel it last night!¡± Chen Cheng took Xiao Meier by the hand, ¡°I¡¯m here, nothing to worry about.¡± Led by the attendant through a corridor and out the back door, they arrived in the club¡¯s backyard. The backyard was spacious and open, roughly five hundred square meters in size. The Silver Edged Jade was in full bloom, with two or three gardeners attending to the branches. ¡°Mr. Jin, Mr. Chen and Miss Xiao have arrived,¡± the attendant announced. Jin Baogen put down today¡¯s morning newspaper, removed his reading glasses, with a twinkle of amusement in his eyes, ¡°Have they arrived?¡± ¡°Good morning, Mr. Jin.¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, good morning.¡± He gestured for the two to sit down, picked up the purple clay teapot from the tea tray, and poured a cup for each, ¡°Getting up so early, not used to it, are you?¡± ¡°I¡¯m alright, it¡¯s about the same time I used to go to work,¡± Chen Cheng leaned back against the rattan chair, joining the conversation. Xiao Meier sat up straight, ¡°When I opened the store, I got up earlier than today.¡± Jin Baogen spread his hands, indicating they should make themselves comfortable, ¡°Look at my memory, I actually forgot about this! It must have been because of the drinks last night!¡± Chen Cheng smiled as he lifted the teacup, and before he could sip, he was greeted by a fragrant milky aroma, ¡°Jin Xuan tea, eh?¡± ¡°Mr. Chen has a really sharp nose!¡± Xiao Meier also cautiously picked up her cup and took a delicate sip, the crisp and sweet aftertaste of the tea surprising her. ¡°Really delicious.¡± Jin Baogen looked at the watch on Xiao Meier¡¯s wrist, a smile curling at his lips, ¡°Xiao Er, the watch on your wrist is indeed beautiful, but why did Mr. Chen only give you one? Doesn¡¯t your right hand feel empty?¡± Xiao Meier subconsciously covered her right wrist, Chen Cheng explained, ¡°It was a spur-of-the-moment decision yesterday, I haven¡¯t thought about what to put on the right hand yet.¡± Jin Baogen beckoned someone standing not far away, whispered a few words, and the person quickly walked away. He continued, ¡°I have high hopes for Xiao Er. Grounded, virtuous, and knows the bigger picture.¡± A smile appeared on Xiao Meier¡¯s face, her gaze unconsciously turning towards Chen Cheng. ¡°Now that Mr. Chen is starting a business with me, and he¡¯s left Wanbao Hall to you, you need to be a good partner to him.¡± At his words, Xiao Meier also showed a face full of happiness and satisfaction. She hurriedly nodded, ¡°Mr. Jin, don¡¯t worry. I definitely will!¡± ¡°Eh, with your words, I feel reassured as well,¡± Jin Baogen smiled contentedly, ¡°Come, drink some tea, this is this year¡¯s first picking of Jin Xuan.¡± The three chatted idly for a while. ¡°Mr. Jin.¡± The person who had left earlier returned, holding a red velvet brocade box. Jin Baogen took it with one hand, handing it to Chen Cheng, ¡°Open it.¡± Chen Cheng opened the box, his heart trembled at the sight inside. It was a completely green Jade Bracelet, its crystal bright luster shining even under natural light, so beautiful it was breathtaking. ¡°Put it on Xiao Er,¡± Jin Baogen smiled with squinted eyes. Chen Cheng took out the bracelet, and Xiao Meier saw it and quickly waved her hands to refuse, ¡°Mr. Jin, this is too valuable. I can¡¯t...¡± ¡°The most valuable objects need to be worn by the right people to reflect their value.¡± Jin Baogen gave Chen Cheng a meaningful look. Chen Cheng cleared his throat, the smooth and cool touch of the bracelet was familiar, he knew the value of this bracelet was at least ten times that of the Blue Balloon. ¡°Sister Er,¡± he held it firmly, ¡°Mr. Jin has already said, don¡¯t refuse.¡± ¡°Xiao Cheng...¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s head shook like a rattle. Jin Baogen, ¡°Xiao Er, I broke my routine of bird-walking today just to wait for you. If you don¡¯t accept it, you¡¯ll really hurt this old man¡¯s heart!¡± Xiao Meier looked at those deep, kind eyes and finally extended her hand. ¡°That¡¯s right,¡± Jin Baogen nodded contentedly, ¡°This suits you.¡± Chen Cheng saw the ring of vibrant green on her fair skin, Xiao Meier looked even more ethereally beautiful than when she arrived. ¡°Mr. Jin, thank you,¡± Xiao Meier stood up to express her thanks. ¡°Sit, sit,¡± Jin Baogen gestured with his hand, ¡°We are all family, no need to be so formal.¡± Chen Cheng refilled Mr. Jin¡¯s tea, ¡°Mr. Jin, you¡¯ve gone to great expense again.¡± ¡°A small trinket, just wear it and enjoy,¡± Jin Baogen smiled casually, ¡°Come, let¡¯s have breakfast.¡± Chapter 58 - 58 58 Why am I so good to you ?Chapter 58: Chapter 58 Why am I so good to you Chapter 58: Chapter 58 Why am I so good to you ¡°Dengfeng Mustard Shreds, Jing Mustard Mixed with Water Cucumber, Light Oil Olive Dish.¡± Dish after dish of unique breakfast items were served in sequence, each accompanied by a person introducing the dish: ¡°Steamed Baby Chestnut Pumpkin, Truffle and Scallop Steamed Egg, Golden Zucchini Stuffed with Steamed Yam and Water Chestnut Lily.¡± ¡°Crab Paste Mixed Wonton, Abalone Thousand Layer Swallow Cake, Four-color Crystal Shumai.¡± ¡°French Lemon Tart, Osmanthus Fresh Fruit Jelly Salad, Fig and Purple Sweet Potato Salmon Crab Stick Jelly.¡± Not to mention Xiao Meier, even Chen Cheng had never seen such exquisitely presented and abundant breakfast. None of the dishes were in large servings, mostly just a bite or so, but this meal even surpassed the dinner Chen Cheng had here that night. ¡°Mr. Jin, here¡¯s your soybean drink and scorched bread ring,¡± said the waiter, serving Mr. Jin¡¯s preferred item separately. Mr. Jin nodded slightly, smiling, ¡°You youngsters probably don¡¯t fancy this, so I didn¡¯t prepare any for you. Feel free to try the dishes.¡± Xiao Meier had just lightly tasted the Steamed Baby Chestnut Pumpkin, and its marvelous delicate texture instantly reminded her of the taste of watermelon from the night before. Chen Cheng too noticed something different. Initially, he thought that pairing crab paste with wonton was already heavenly, but when he bit into it, he discovered that the filling was made of crab meat too, adding freshness on top of freshness. They exchanged glances and turned their gaze towards Mr. Jin. ¡°How is it? Does the taste meet your expectations?¡± asked Mr. Jin. He specifically pointed out the delicately shaped Swan Cake, ¡°You must try this dish, compare it with the signature dish of the Guangzhou White Swan Hotel.¡± They each carefully took one, the pastry about half the size of a palm was so beautifully crafted it looked like an art piece, making them unsure where to start eating it. But once it was in their mouth, the crispy texture was unforgettable. Chen Cheng remarked, ¡°Mr. Jin, your kitchen skills are top-notch!¡± Mr. Jin laughed heartily, his gaze resting on Xiao Meier, ¡°Xiao Er, are the skills of the chefs doing the slicing, cold dishes, hot dishes, and dessert preparation up to the mark?¡± As far as Xiao Meier was concerned, the most high-end restaurant she had ever been to was the one she previously visited with Chen Cheng. She placed her chopsticks carefully on the porcelain plate, nodding vigorously, ¡°Mr. Jin, this is the most delicious breakfast I¡¯ve ever had in my life.¡± ¡°What if I said that this kitchen team could join the Wanbao Hall that you will be managing, would you like that?¡± Mr. Jin sincerely asked. Hearing this, both were stunned. Chen Cheng had indeed contemplated recruiting a complete kitchen staff since running a restaurant is not as simple as running a noodle shop, and it¡¯s impossible to expect Xiao Meier to handle all the basics alone. However, Mr. Jin¡¯s suggestion took him by surprise. ¡°Mr. Jin, this... this is so sudden, we...¡± Xiao Meier was so overwhelmed with joy that she was almost at a loss for words. ¡°Life is limited in time and energy,¡± Mr. Jin slowly said, ¡°You can¡¯t personally take part in everything in life, especially big undertakings like running a restaurant. The power of one is simply not enough. You need a team, a team that can work together and grow together.¡± He looked again at Xiao Meier, ¡°Xiao Er, what do you think of my proposal? Would you like to meet them?¡± Xiao Meier looked towards Chen Cheng, waiting for his decision. Chen Cheng took a deep breath, recognizing this as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, one that could lead Wanbao Hall to amaze everyone. He gave her a confirming look. Xiao Meier then said, ¡°Okay, Mr. Jin, thank you.¡± Mr. Jin displayed a triumphant smile; he spoke softly to the waiter, then turned to Chen Cheng and Xiao Meier, ¡°Let¡¯s eat first.¡± After a short while, a man in his forties dressed in chef¡¯s attire came over with his team, lining up in a row. Each of their uniforms was embroidered with the same ¡°male¡± symbol, showcasing their professionalism and meticulousness. ¡°Mr. Jin.¡± The leading chef stepped forward and respectfully greeted. Jin Baogen put down the doughnut in his hand and smiled, ¡°Xiao Hou, come, introduce yourself.¡± He stood up, with Chen Cheng and Xiao Meier also rising to their feet. ¡°This is Hou Bonan, Chef Hou,¡± Jin Baogen explained in detail. ¡°He was formerly the executive chef at Ritz-Carlton.¡± ¡°Xiao Hou, this is Mr. Chen, and Miss Xiao, whom I mentioned to you yesterday.¡± Hou Bonan immediately reached out enthusiastically to shake hands with Chen Cheng, ¡°Mr. Chen, hello.¡± ¡°Hello.¡± ¡°Are you satisfied with today¡¯s dishes?¡± Hou Bonan asked. Chen Cheng smiled and nodded, ¡°Chef Hou¡¯s skills are indeed as renowned as heralded, each dish can be described as a masterpiece, and the taste is flawless.¡± ¡°Mr. Chen, you flatter me.¡± Hou Bonan modestly replied, then turned to Xiao Meier and asked, ¡°Miss Xiao, do you think there is anything that needs improvement?¡± Xiao Meier, having never experienced such a scene, especially after hearing that the newcomer was the executive chef at Ritz-Carlton, was at a loss for words. ¡°This is the best breakfast I¡¯ve ever had.¡± With the plainest words, she expressed her sincerest thoughts. ¡°Thank you very much for your compliment.¡± Jin Baogen indifferently said, ¡°Xiao Hou, from now on the kitchen of Wanbao Hall is yours.¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, rest assured. I will fully cooperate with Miss Xiao and certainly make Wanbao Hall a top-tier Chinese cuisine brand,¡± Hou Bonan promised. Upon hearing this, Xiao Meier¡¯s heart skipped a beat. Her initial intention was merely to open a typical Sichuan cuisine restaurant, but influenced by Chen Cheng, it gradually evolved into a high-end restaurant. Now, with Hou Bonan¡¯s team joining, the word ¡°top-tier¡± suggested a concept that she could scarcely imagine. ¡°Miss Xiao, please allow me to introduce you to my kitchen team,¡± Hou Bonan said, bowing slightly. Accompanied by Hou Bonan, Xiao Meier, like inspecting a guard of honor, got acquainted with the team that would soon be hers. Hou Bonan introduced each member to her, from preparation to hot dishes, cold dishes to pastry, beverages to raw food service, each one a standout in the industry. She could hardly believe her eyes; it all felt too surreal. After the introductions, Hou Bonan said to Xiao Meier, ¡°Miss Xiao, after you finish your meal, we¡¯ll discuss the opening menu for Wanbao Hall.¡± ¡°Okay, thank you,¡± she said softly. ¡°You¡¯re welcome,¡± Hou Bonan then turned to Jin Baogen and Chen Cheng, ¡°Mr. Jin, Mr. Chen, please enjoy.¡± ¡°Okay,¡± Jin Baogen nodded. The group orderly retreated from the backyard, and the three sat down again. At this moment, Xiao Meier¡¯s heart was filled with mixed feelings, both excitement and nervousness, it was like a dream. She looked at the Jade Bracelet on her wrist, remembered the kitchen team she had just met, and realized that a mere breakfast had completely overturned her life of the past thirty years. Indeed, it had utterly changed her future trajectory. ¡°Er sister, what¡¯s wrong?¡± Chen Cheng saw her uneasy expression and quickly asked. ¡°Xiao Cheng, I...¡± Jin Baogen also looked at Xiao Meier, smiling he asked, ¡°Xiao Er, are you wondering why I am so good to you?¡± Chapter 59 - 59 59 Sitting in My Seat ?Chapter 59: Chapter 59 Sitting in My Seat Chapter 59: Chapter 59 Sitting in My Seat Xiao Meier nodded, she said: ¡°Mr. Jin, I know you are kind to me, and it¡¯s because of Xiao Cheng. But this also...¡± Jin Baogen smiled as he interrupted her, ¡°Xiao Er, the kindness between people always has its reasons. But such kindness can¡¯t always be explained in just a few words.¡± ¡°That is...¡± ¡°Take my relationship with Mr. Chen, for example, my kindness to him is indeed related to his grandfather Zhai Tiansheng.¡± Jin Baogen took out a cigarette and lit it: ¡°Back then, the two of us went to the countryside, to Farm 854, those days really seemed endless.¡± His eyes held a myriad of thoughts, ¡°Not to mention the exhausting work, the key issue was not having enough to eat, so hungry that we ended up drinking well water.¡± ¡°During the wheat harvest, by two in the morning, before dawn, we were already in the fields, carrying sacks weighing over three hundred pounds, jumping onto platforms, sifting through large sieves. No time to wash clothes, let alone change them, after a few months they became like raincoats, rain couldn¡¯t even soak through.¡± ¡°Repairing reservoirs in winter, ice three feet thick, a sledgehammer striking the frozen hard mud, more jarring than hitting a rock!¡± ¡°Thinking about it now, such work really isn¡¯t something a sixteen-year-old child should be doing; you could say every day felt like a year.¡± Hearing this, Xiao Meier frowned slightly, as the seemingly glorious Mr. Jin actually had such a rough past. Chen Cheng also seemed pensive, he had heard these stories before, but each time they brought new emotions. ¡°Then did you later return?¡± Xiao Meier asked. Jin Baogen nodded and looked towards Chen Cheng, ¡°I stayed for three years, while Mr. Zhai stayed five years longer.¡± ¡°So you mean Mr. Zhai was at the farm... for eight years?!¡± Xiao Meier turned her head and looked at him. ¡°It was Mr. Zhai who gave up the opportunity to be readjusted back to Beijing, to me.¡± Jin Baogen stubbed out the cigarette he had only taken a few puffs of, ¡°Without him, there would be no me today.¡± Chen Cheng knitted his brows, clearly unaware of the latter half of the story. ¡°In the third spring after going to the countryside, I remember very clearly, it was right after the twelfth month. Then the news came to our team that there was a spot for readjustment.¡± Jin Baogen continued, ¡°At that time, Mr. Zhai was the model worker of our production team, with the highest work points. Undoubtedly, he was the top candidate to return to Beijing.¡± ¡°And what happened afterward...¡± Jin Baogen twisted the cigarette butt, saying, ¡°He was a good man in all respects, just too stubborn.¡± Hearing this, Chen Cheng¡¯s thoughts drifted back to the first time he visited Chaoyang Park to find Jin Baogen. ¡°The day of the accident, spring thunder struck,¡± Jin Baogen continued: ¡°All through the night, it never stopped.¡± ¡°We were living near the power station of the farm at the time, and Mr. Zhai, fearing the thunder would burn out the switches, wanted to go out and turn them off.¡± ¡°I said at the time, ¡®Why bother with the state¡¯s property so much?''¡± ¡°Mr. Zhai didn¡¯t heed me. As soon as he stepped out, a bolt of lightning came down, brightening the whole room.¡± Jin Baogen still had traces of fear in his eyes, ¡°In my life, I¡¯ve never seen such bright light.¡± ¡°The next moment I opened my eyes, half of the small wooden house had collapsed.¡± He went on: ¡°I only saw the beam pressed against Mr. Zhai¡¯s legs, he was wailing in pain.¡± Chen Cheng and Xiao Meier unconsciously pictured the scene in their minds. ¡°Then it was you who saved my grandfather?¡± Chen Cheng was somewhat confused. Jin Baogen waved his hand, ¡°Mr. Zhai knew he most likely couldn¡¯t go back in such a condition, who would want a cripple returning to Beijing to work in a factory?¡± He let out a deep sigh, ¡°So he called me over and said he wanted to make a hero out of me.¡± A bitter smile appeared on Jin Baogen¡¯s face, ¡°I¡¯ve never been a hero, nor do I want to be one.¡± ¡°That same night, someone from the team came and took Mr. Zhai to the health clinic. He told the investigators that it was me who went out to trip the circuit breaker, and when I returned, I found him trapped under the collapsed house and then rescued him.¡± Jin Baogen let out a long sigh, ¡°Protecting the people¡¯s property and saving a comrade in the revolution.¡± Chen Cheng leaned back, utterly stunned by this revelation. ¡°It¡¯s because of this that I managed to return to Beijing,¡± there was a hint of apology in Jin Baogen¡¯s eyes, ¡°In fact, that night, it should have been me who went out to trip the breaker.¡± Chen Cheng finally understood the entire situation. Jin Baogen spoke calmly, ¡°Because of this incident, Mr. Zhai ended up staying on the team for another five years, until he met your grandmother.¡± Chen Cheng rolled his throat, feeling a heavy weight in his heart. ¡°After returning to Beijing, I smoothly got into the thermos factory and became a workshop worker, a position many envied.¡± Jin Baogen recounted his story, ¡°But back then, I thought being a worker would never make me rich, and I needed to find a way out.¡± ¡°Later on, I discovered our factory¡¯s thermoses were in high demand because of their good quality.¡± Jin Baogen said with a smile, ¡°So I bought up all the thermos vouchers from my co-workers and sold them at a higher price, only to be sentenced for speculation and profiteering.¡± ¡°I guess it¡¯s because I¡¯ve done too many unscrupulous things in my life, unlike Mr. Zhai who was clean and straightforward, and in the end, I have neither children nor family.¡± Saying this, he glanced at Xiao Meier, ¡°Xiao Er, my treatment of you was really out of respect for Chen Cheng.¡± ¡°But more than that, I hope to see the two of you do well and live a peaceful life.¡± Hearing Jin Baogen¡¯s exhortation, Xiao Meier couldn¡¯t help but take Chen Cheng¡¯s hand. ¡°So, that¡¯s the story,¡± Jin Baogen looked at them kindly, ¡°You understand now, right?¡± Xiao Meier nodded vigorously, ¡°Mr. Jin, I will definitely not let you down!¡± ¡°You¡¯re a good kid, let¡¯s eat,¡± Jin Baogen picked up a newspaper beside him, ¡°I¡¯ll decide on the menu later so Xiao Hou can also get prepared.¡± ¡°Okay.¡± After breakfast, Xiao Meier discussed with Uncle Hou the menu for the opening day. Meanwhile, Chen Cheng followed Jin Baogen into the study. As soon as they entered, Jin Baogen said, ¡°Close the door.¡± He then handed a stack of materials to Chen Cheng and said, ¡°Mr. Chen, I mentioned last time that I would guide you through managing five hundred million.¡± ¡°This is your first project,¡± he continued, ¡°And I¡¯ve decided, on the opening day of Wanbao Hall, to arrange for people to meet at your place.¡± Chen Cheng collected himself and took the materials. Jin Baogen sat down at the mahogany desk, ¡°This time, the Bailu County Tourism Investment Company is leading, funded by Beijing Securities, and CGG is underwriting the product.¡± ¡°The proposed public annual yield rate from CGG is 5.45% for a three-year term,¡± he went on, ¡°On the Beijing Securities side, they¡¯re doing interbank borrowing of one hundred million and putting in four hundred million themselves.¡± Chen Cheng instantly understood, asking, ¡°Is this the capital that will go through my account and be counted as Tong Jialu¡¯s performance?¡± Jin Baogen nodded with a smile, ¡°Yes, that¡¯s right. The points from the interbank loan have all been arranged, and as soon as Wen Shulin signs the contract on the opening day, you will also get your points.¡± Chen Cheng did not ask exactly how many points there were but just asked, ¡°What do I need to do?¡± ¡°It¡¯s simple.¡± Jin Baogen stood up and pointed to the general¡¯s chair, saying, ¡°Sit in my place and get this done.¡± Chapter 60 - 60 60 Xiao Cheng, I Want ?Chapter 60: Chapter 60 Xiao Cheng, I Want Chapter 60: Chapter 60 Xiao Cheng, I Want ¡°The interest rate for your external issuances...¡± Chen Cheng sat in the general¡¯s chair, looking across the table at Jin Baogen, treating him as the representative for the CGG company negotiations, and said, ¡°5.45%, I personally think...¡± Jin Baogen¡¯s face was serious, ¡°No, that energy, it¡¯s not right.¡± Chen Cheng fell silent for a moment then changed his tone, ¡°The representative from CGG, regarding your proposition of a 5.45% interest rate for this fund...¡± ¡°You¡¯re not holding a big meeting at Wanbao Hall, and the people coming aren¡¯t your employees, there¡¯s no need for you to report to them.¡± Jin Baogen interrupted Chen Cheng again. It must be said, for a person to transform their temperament, it takes time. Especially in fields one is unfamiliar with, or in tasks one has never done before, it is even more so. Chen Cheng now has wealth but is distinctly lacking a certain temperament. This visible quality is not about putting on airs, or slamming on the table and scowling, but an aura naturally exuding from their bones. Jin Baogen neither scolded nor told him outright how he should do it. He was very clear that this energy could only be mastered by Chen Cheng himself through realization. Jin Baogen leisurely took out a cigarette, giving ample time to this novice. Chen Cheng, seeing the expectation in his eyes, remembered the way Jin Baogen treated Xia Yubing and her sister that day, and seemed to have an idea. At this moment, the person in front of him was no longer the Mr. Jin who had taken great care of him, but the genuine representative of CGG. ¡°5.45%? I could just find any bank, let them do financial management, and wouldn¡¯t have to go through such a big loop, or have this meal with you.¡± Jin Baogen¡¯s Dupont lighter hadn¡¯t yet ignited when this unexpected arrow struck him squarely. ¡°Mr. Chen, as per the short-term pure debt funds currently circulating in the market, this interest rate was determined after our CGG¡¯s fund department¡¯s research,¡± Jin Baogen replied. ¡°Then you can now write a report, and have your headquarters fire the person who set this interest rate.¡± A gleam flashed in Jin Baogen¡¯s eyes, ¡°Currently, there¡¯s no shortage of short-term debt on the market, if we don¡¯t raise the interest rate to attract investors, it will be tough to issue this batch of products in the shortest time.¡± ¡°I think you¡¯re looking to recoup funds for Beijing Issuance in the shortest time possible, right?¡± After Chen Cheng finished speaking, he paused and then asked, ¡°How much rebate did Beijing Issuance give CGG?¡± Jin Baogen¡¯s mouth curved into a smile, ¡°Mr. Chen, our current round of cooperation with Beijing Issuance involves many confidential elements...¡± Chen Cheng waved his hand, ¡°Fine, no need to say more.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll just tell you,¡± Chen Cheng presented an option: ¡°You have two paths now.¡± ¡°Go ahead.¡± ¡°One, sell externally at an interest rate of 3.6%.¡± ¡°This will likely be difficult, and the second?¡± Chen Cheng leaned back in the chair, his expression casual, ¡°If you can¡¯t do that, there are plenty of people waiting outside this door to take the job.¡± In that moment, the cold gaze pressed down on Jin Baogen, who seemed to truly see boundless potential in him. Knock knock knock. Three knocks on the door shattered the silence of the study. Chen Cheng¡¯s eyelids relaxed, and he quickly stood up from the chair, circled around the mahogany desk, and came to Jin Baogen¡¯s side. ¡°Mr. Jin, what do you think of how I just did... Hey! Was it alright?¡± Jin Baogen laughed heartily, ¡°Not bad at all. With a bit more practice on the eyes, you¡¯ll get the right flair.¡± At this moment, Xiao Meier pushed the door and entered, ¡°Mr. Jin, Xiao Cheng.¡± Jin Baogen looked back, ¡°All settled?¡± Xiao Meier nodded slightly, and seeing a few beads of sweat on Chen Cheng¡¯s forehead, she asked curiously, ¡°Is it that hot? What were you doing?¡± It was then that Chen Cheng realized his body had reacted. ¡°Mr. Chen still needs more practice,¡± Jin Baogen said with a smile: ¡°When the time comes, you can¡¯t show any signs of weakness!¡± ¡°Mr. Jin, I was just facing you; the sense of pressure was too intense,¡± Chen Cheng said confidently, ¡°Besides, who dares to look straight into your eyes!¡± ¡°Ha ha ha ha...¡± Jin Baogen patted Chen Cheng on the shoulder. Xiao Meier stood by listening to their cryptic conversation without probing further. She pulled out a tissue and wiped the sweat away for him. Jin Baogen looked at the two of them with satisfaction, ¡°Not bad, not bad.¡± He then asked, ¡°What time is it?¡± ¡°It¡¯s almost nine o¡¯clock.¡± Xiao Meier lifted her hand to check her watch. ¡°There¡¯s still time.¡± Jin Baogen hurried out, ¡°I¡¯m going out to fly a kite, you two make yourselves comfortable!¡± ¡°I¡¯ll see you out!¡± Jin Baogen waved his hand, ¡°No need, it¡¯s out of the way, too much trouble.¡± Chen Cheng let out a long sigh of relief, looking at Xiao Meier beside him, ¡°Shall we go?¡± ¡°Go where?¡± Xiao Meier smiled sweetly. Chen Cheng took out the broken gold chain from his pocket, ¡°Let¡¯s get this fixed.¡± ¡°You actually brought it?¡± ¡°I promised you last night, didn¡¯t I?¡± Chen Cheng wrapped his arm around her waist and walked towards the door, purposely asking, ¡°Don¡¯t you want it anymore?¡± ¡°I do want it!¡± Chen Cheng said with a mischievous smile, ¡°Then you have to say, ¡®Xiao Cheng, I want it.''¡± Xiao Meier smiled and was about to reply ¡°Xiao Cheng...¡± when she suddenly felt something was off and pinched Chen Cheng¡¯s arm, ¡°Hey! You little rascal, are you getting too cocky?¡± ¡°Ouch, ouch...¡± Chen Cheng cried out for mercy, ¡°My apologies, Sister Meier!¡± Xiao Meier rubbed the spot she had just pinched, a mix of irritation and amusement in her eyes, ¡°Just so you know!¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s eyes flickered mischievously, he slapped her curvy behind with a good dose of strength; it was quite bouncy. He quickly stepped back three or five steps, ¡°You say, where did I, Mr. Chen, go wrong?!¡± Xiao Meier exclaimed ¡°Hmm¡± from being slapped, ¡°You...¡± Chen Cheng stepped out of the study, making a gesture, ¡°Mr. Jin told me to practice more, you have to cooperate with me.¡± Xiao Meier obviously knew that wasn¡¯t what Chen Cheng needed to practice. She glared at him fiercely, looped her arm through his, and whispered softly, ¡°You just wait for me!¡± The two returned to the car, Jin Baogen¡¯s Land Cruiser had already disappeared. ¡°Xiao Hai, find a jewelry store.¡± Chen Cheng asked from the backseat, ¡°Have you eaten?¡± Chen Donghai was still as taciturn as ever, ¡°I ate already, Mr. Chen.¡± ¡°Good.¡± Chen Cheng thought for a moment, ¡°Right, is the hotel still okay?¡± ¡°Very comfortable.¡± Xiao Hai started the car, ¡°Thank you, Mr. Chen.¡± Chen Cheng caught sight of Xiao Meier still pouting, pretending to be angry, and leaned in. ¡°What are you doing?¡± ¡°Come here, I have something to say.¡± Xiao Meier turned her body toward him, and Chen Cheng whispered in her ear, ¡°How about we go buy a house?¡± ¡°Buy a house?¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s eyes widened as she asked quietly, ¡°Where¡¯s the money?¡± Chen Cheng then remembered that his account was still frozen. However, the moment the advanced clock on the dashboard pointed to nine o¡¯clock, his display finally refreshed. [Current funds: 14,785,075.42 Yuan] [Spending: 637,425/1,000,000] [Current interest rate: 5.07%] The two days of suspended interest were finally credited to his account, and Chen Cheng realized that, excluding the 10 million from Jin Baogen on his account, he had less than 5 million left. ¡°5 million, seems like it might not be enough,¡± Chen Cheng thought to himself. Seeing the puzzled look on his face, Xiao Meier leaned her head on his shoulder and hugged his arm, speaking softly, ¡°Xiao Cheng, buying a house is difficult.¡± Chen Cheng watched her sideways, mesmerized by her smiling eyes. ¡°Besides, I¡¯m already very happy now. Even if I have to squeeze into a tiny attic with you for a lifetime, I¡¯m willing.¡± Chapter 61 - 61 61 Lying Comes with a Price ?Chapter 61: Chapter 61 Lying Comes with a Price Chapter 61: Chapter 61 Lying Comes with a Price Exiting the jewelry store, Xiao Meier held up her right hand, adorned with a gold chain. At this moment, the morning sunshine was just perfect, casting a warm glow on her. ¡°Hey, are you really that happy?¡± Chen Cheng walked beside her, smiling as he asked. ¡°You wouldn¡¯t understand.¡± Xiao Meier lowered her hand. ¡°Is there still something I don¡¯t understand?¡± Chen Cheng teased, ¡°Isn¡¯t it just that you¡¯ve gained my approval?¡± ¡°I¡¯m going to hit you!¡± Xiao Meier clenched her fist playfully, laughing radiantly. It was a genuine smile, even brighter than when she first got the blue balloon and bracelet. ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll stop teasing you.¡± Chen Cheng grabbed her fist, ¡°Today we...¡± Before he could finish, Tong Jialu¡¯s call came through. Chen Cheng glanced at the caller ID, ¡°Work-related stuff.¡± ¡°Hello?¡± ¡°Brother Cheng, are you up?¡± Tong Jialu asked. ¡°Go ahead.¡± ¡°A transfer of one billion, it will be deposited into your account before 3 PM today.¡± Chen Cheng raised his eyebrows as Tong Jialu continued, ¡°Are you free right now? You need to open a separate account for it.¡± ¡°You¡¯re at the head office now?¡± Chen Cheng inquired back. ¡°Yeah! Just started the job!¡± ¡°Then I¡¯ll come over.¡± Chen Cheng hung up the call. He looked at Xiao Meier, ¡°Sister Meier, I¡¯ve got something to take care of. I¡¯ll send Xiao Hai to take you home first.¡± Xiao Meier was still admiring the gold chain on her wrist, ¡°No need, I can just grab a taxi. You go do your thing.¡± ¡°How can I allow that?¡± Chen Cheng wrapped his arm around her waist, walking outside as he said, ¡°You¡¯re such a gorgeous wealthy lady, what if you meet bad people on the way?¡± Xiao Meier glanced at him disapprovingly, ¡°I think the biggest bad guy here is you!¡± Laughing, they reached the parking lot. Chen Cheng told Chen Donghai, ¡°Xiao Hai, take Sister Meier home first.¡± ¡°Got it, Mr. Chen.¡± Chen Donghai opened the back door of the car, ¡°Should I come back to pick you up later?¡± Chen Cheng thought for a moment, ¡°No need for now.¡± ¡°Be careful on the road.¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s eyes curved into a smile, ¡°Finish up and come back early.¡± ¡°Got it.¡± Chen Cheng pointed at his cheek, ¡°Shouldn¡¯t you...¡± ¡°There are people around!¡± Upon hearing this, Chen Donghai immediately turned away. ¡°Happy now?¡± Seeing no one was around, Xiao Meier tiptoed and kissed Chen Cheng on the cheek. ber~ ¡°Okay?¡± It was her first time doing something like this in such a public place. Chen Cheng nodded with a smile, ¡°Yes, that¡¯s good. Go home and catch up on some sleep, wait for me to return.¡± ¡°I¡¯m going to check on Wanbao Hall.¡± Xiao Meier replied, ¡°The opening is approaching, and I¡¯m quite nervous.¡± Chen Cheng understood her worries; now that the stage was set, failing to open on time would be disastrous. ¡°That¡¯s fine, but don¡¯t go moving anything heavy,¡± Chen Cheng instructed. ¡°I know, I know.¡± Chen Cheng helped Xiao Meier into the car, closed the door for her personally, and watched as the Rolls-Royce drove off. At this moment, he took out his phone, summoned a ride, and headed straight for the headquarter building of Binding Spell on the Financial Street. ... Chen Cheng never imagined that he would return to this most familiar street one day. Two months ago, he had left Yintong Building in despondence, clutching a box of his belongings. But now, he was high-spirited and confident. The towering skyscrapers that once seemed unattainable in his eyes had become a reachable new starting point for him. Stepping into the head office building, Chen Cheng immediately saw Tong Jialu, who had been waiting for a while. Her badge had also changed from that of a client manager at a branch to a truly official ¡°Mid-Level Manager.¡± ¡°Brother Cheng!¡± Tong Jialu greeted him with a beaming smile. ¡°You really got promoted?¡± Chen Cheng looked at the badge on her chest, ¡°Pretty impressive!¡± ¡°Thanks to your blessing,¡± Tong Jialu enthusiastically said, ¡°This way please, I¡¯ve already filled out the forms, just sign and you¡¯re done.¡± ¡°Okay.¡± Chen Cheng followed Tong Jialu¡¯s steps and arrived at her office. Though a bit small, at least it was private, unlike at the Zhongguancun branch where they had to cram together with other colleagues. ¡°Brother Cheng, here¡¯s the account opening form, and I¡¯ll need your ID card,¡± Tong Jialu explained in detail. ¡°I¡¯ll help you make a copy. Once you¡¯ve signed it, we can head to the counter to do the facial recognition.¡± Chen Cheng signed his full name in the applicant column and then handed his documents to Tong Jialu. ¡°Have a seat for a bit,¡± Tong Jialu offered a bottle of water. Chen Cheng curiously asked, ¡°By the way, now that you¡¯ve become a manager, what about your cousin?¡± ¡°She¡¯s switched to an administrative position and is now the office director,¡± Tong Jialu answered. ¡°I¡¯m going to tell her you¡¯re here!¡± ¡°It was just a casual inquiry.¡± Tong Jialu hurried out of the office. Chen Cheng rose from the small sofa and took the seat at Tong Jialu¡¯s desk. He picked up the photo frame on the desk, which held a solo photo of Tong Jialu, and chuckled, ¡°This young lady looks quite...¡± Knock knock knock. A series of knocks sounded. Instinctively, Chen Cheng said, ¡°Come in.¡± The door opened, and Xia Yubing stepped in. Seeing Chen Cheng, she paused briefly before saying, ¡°Mr. Chen, what brings you here?¡± ¡°Xiao Lu works that efficiently?¡± Chen Cheng leaned back in the chair. ¡°What?¡± Xia Yubing was completely baffled as she placed a Givenchy compact box on the table, ¡°I came to return her stuff.¡± Chen Cheng beckoned Xia Yubing with a finger, ¡°Come here, I want to ask you something.¡± Xia Yubing stopped in front of the desk, ¡°Ask away.¡± Chen Cheng leaned in close, ¡°The thing from last night, were you playing with it, or was it Xiao Lu?¡± ¡°What thing?¡± Xia Yubing was confused. ¡°The one Wen Shulin gave.¡± ¡°I never touched it,¡± Xia Yubing answered directly, ¡°Must¡¯ve been Xiao Lu!¡± Chen Cheng stared into her eyes, searching for any trace of a lie, ¡°Really?¡± ¡°No reason to lie to you,¡± Xia Yubing spread her hands, ¡°We¡¯re all adults here.¡± It seemed that the mystery was unraveled just like that, and Chen Cheng felt somewhat let down. ¡°So, are you busy right now?¡± Xia Yubing shook her head, ¡°Not with anything particular.¡± ¡°Great, then help me with my shoulders,¡± Chen Cheng rotated his neck, ¡°I was a bit rough when I got up, feeling stiff.¡± Without a word, Xia Yubing walked around the desk and placed her long fingers on his shoulders, kneading with just the right amount of pressure. Chen Cheng quite enjoyed it and asked, ¡°By the way, which developments are in collaboration with your bank?¡± ¡°They¡¯re all around Fangshan, like Luring Star Luxury and Binding Spell among others.¡± Chen Cheng looked up at Xia Yubing¡¯s cool visage, ¡°All so far away? Nothing closer?¡± Xia Yubing shook her head. ¡°Can¡¯t you put on a different expression when you see me?¡± Chen Cheng tapped the back of her hand, ¡°Do you think this looks good?¡± Xia Yubing withdrew her hands and was just about to smile when she was interrupted by Chen Cheng. ¡°Don¡¯t give me the runaround.¡± ¡°There¡¯s really nothing happy happening...¡± Xia Yubing pursed her lips. At that moment, Tong Jialu entered, and upon seeing Xia Yubing there too, she closed the door. ¡°Cousin, I was just about to call you! I didn¡¯t expect you to come by yourself!¡± She handed Chen Cheng back his ID card. ¡°I¡¯ve put the compact on the desk, heading back to my office now,¡± said Xia Yubing. Chen Cheng stopped her, ¡°Wait a moment.¡± ¡°Something else?¡± ¡°Xiao Lu,¡± Chen Cheng turned to Tong Jialu, ¡°let me ask you something.¡± ¡°Sure!¡± ¡°Were you the one playing with the little monster last night?¡± Tong Jialu looked utterly perplexed, ¡°No! Isn¡¯t that thing, didn¡¯t cousin...¡± She cut herself off, realizing she might have misspoken. Chen Cheng watched Xia Yubing¡¯s tightening expression, already knowing the answer in his heart. He smiled slightly, ¡°Director Xia, lying comes with a price.¡± Chapter 62 [Connected] 62 Chapter 62 [Connected] Tong Jialu was startled and subconsciously took a few steps forward, "Brother Cheng! My cousin, she''s not..." Chen Cheng waved his hand and walked straight toward Xia Yubing, staring at that face clearly filled with tension, silent. Xia Yubing tried to avoid Chen Cheng''s gaze, but the intense pressure, like a spike, left her nowhere to hide. Finally, she took a deep breath and slowly said, "Alright, I admit it, that thing is indeed with me." Despite still maintaining her usual cool demeanor, there was a mix of barely noticeable trembling in her voice. "Director Xia, you''re really challenging my limits here." "What do you want to do to punish me?" Xia Yubing asked back. Unexpectedly, Chen Cheng replied, "Take half an hour to deal with what you''re handling, then I''ll take you out to relax." Xia Yubing was taken aback, thinking Chen Cheng would scold her harshly like Wen Shulin or that she might get a stern slap on the face, but she didn''t expect him to say this. "What... What?" "Aren''t you saying nothing makes you happy? Skipping work should make you laugh, right?" Chen Cheng looked at Xia Yubing with a smile. Tong Jialu let out a sigh of relief, "Brother Cheng, I knew you were a good person!" "Right?" Chen Cheng turned and smiled, "Let''s go, Xiao Lu. Weren''t you recording faces?" "Yes!" Chen Cheng walked to the door, his hand resting on the doorknob. "Director Xia." He paused for a moment, "I hope to see last night''s notification on my phone again before we leave." After saying that, he opened the door and walked out first. Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu exchanged glances. Especially Tong Jialu, who gazed at the departing figure of Chen Cheng, felt her heart ripple uncontrollably. "Sis, what does Brother Cheng mean?" And Xia Yubing, as though she had gone through a nightmare, found herself plunged into an even deeper level of a bad dream. "He wants me to bring that thing along." "Ah?" Tong Jialu opened her mouth wide in surprise, seemingly realizing that the upcoming event wasn''t going to be simple. ... Half an hour later, at the Financial Street Mall. As the only luxury venue in western Beijing, although not as famous as International Trade, SKP, and Wangfujing, the crowd it attracted mainly consisted of financial professionals and state-owned enterprise executives from this street. Xia Yubing, in a khaki pencil skirt coupled with the delicately textured stockings from Ji Run and YSL high heels, was elegant and eye-catching. Although her steps were slightly awkward, the sashaying added an indescribable charm. "What do you want to do?" Despite having a hunch, Xia Yubing couldn''t help but ask, "Don''t think you..." Chen Cheng, holding his phone, didn''t wait for her to finish speaking, and slid his finger across the "Little Monster" app. Xia Yubing suddenly stopped, instinctively clutching Chen Cheng''s arm, her eyes filled with alarm. "Wow, Wen Shulin didn''t lie to me." Seeing her reaction, Chen Cheng''s mouth curved into a playful smile, "Director Xia, you''re quite sensitive, aren''t you?" Xia Yubing''s cheeks were slightly red, her heart filled with both shame and anger. "You..." Chen Cheng sighed, "You see, even she doesn''t lie to me, why would you?" As he said this, he scribbled chaotically again on the phone. Xia Yubing grabbed Chen Cheng''s arm even tighter. With many customers coming and going, and the bright lights throughout the mall, Xia Yubing felt tormented both physically and mentally. She hadn''t expected the seemingly genteel Chen Cheng to dare do such a bold thing to her. "Smile." Chen Cheng went on to say, "You skipped work to come out, aren''t you happy?" Xia Yubing felt goosebumps all over her. She struggled to squeeze out a smile, stiff though it was, but at least she gave Chen Cheng a response. "This time, it''s pretty realistic." The two continued to stroll through the mall. However, Xia Yubing was always uneasy, fearing that Chen Cheng would make things difficult for her again. To be on the safe side, she took the initiative to grab Chen Cheng''s wrist. Chen Cheng asked with a smile, "Getting proactive, aren''t you?" Xia Yubing did not respond; she knew that whatever she said could be used by Chen Cheng to his advantage. Seeing her silence, Chen Cheng pointed to a nearby Starbucks and said, "Thirsty. Go buy an Americano." Xia Yubing let go of his hand and had just reached the entrance of the store when she froze like she had been electrified, not daring to move. She turned to look at Chen Cheng who was standing three to five meters away, her lips moved slightly, but she made no sound. Chen Cheng, with one hand in his pocket, shook the cell phone in his other hand. Seeing this, Xia Yubing hurried back with quick, small steps, "I was wrong, Mr. Chen. What do you want?" "I just want to drink a coffee. Is that so hard?" Chen Cheng replied with a counter-question. "Then can you promise..." Chen Cheng laughed, "You want my promise?" "The heels are too high, I can''t stand steadily," Xia Yubing said quietly. "Please, could you..." Chen Cheng glanced down at her 7cm black patent leather high heels, "No worries, after you buy the coffee, I''ll take you to buy shoes." He leaned in and whispered, "Besides, such a beautiful woman like you, I wouldn''t let you fall flat on your face in public." Xia Yubing believed Chen Cheng''s words; she took a deep breath but was still very apprehensive. Even while waiting for the coffee, she sat firmly on the chair, not daring to move an inch. Soon after, Xia Yubing came out holding the coffee and handed it to Chen Cheng, "Here." Chen Cheng took a sip and pointed to the descending escalator, "Let''s go down and check out LOTTUSSE." "Are you really taking me to buy shoes?" Xia Yubing was surprised. "You see, I don''t lie to you, so how can you lie to me?" Chen Cheng countered. Upon entering the LOTTUSSE store, Chen Cheng, while sipping his coffee, browsed the various styles of women''s shoes in the display cabinet. "How about these. They should suit you," he picked up a pair of 3cm nude-colored leather high heels with a bow, "They still need to be pretty, right?" Knowing she couldn''t escape, Xia Yubing would rather wear slightly shorter heels than the torturous 7cm ones and nodded, "Please, a pair of size 35." "Alright, miss." Xia Yubing pointed to a bench nearby, "May I sit?" "Feel free." As soon as Xia Yubing sat down, Chen Cheng started fidgeting with his phone once again. This time, with even greater frequency and intensity. Xia Yubing gripped the edge of the chair tightly, her whole body straining in a silent struggle. "Miss, I''ve brought you size 35 and 36, our shoes run small," the sales assistant said enthusiastically. "Please try them on." As she bent down to help Xia Yubing try on the shoes, Xia Yubing, afraid of making noise, quickly declined, "I can do it myself." She took off her YSL shoes, revealing lightly colored toenails visible through thin stockings, perfect arches that made the sales assistant envious. She put the shoes on quickly, "I''ll take these." "Alright, are you paying by card or..." Xia Yubing looked toward Chen Cheng. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Chen Cheng suddenly stopped and made a phone call. "Xiao Hai, come to the Financial Street Mall to pick me up." He walked towards the store, coffee in hand. Xia Yubing pursed her lips, "WeChat Pay is fine, right?" "No problem, that''ll be 1590." The sales assistant smiled. "Shall I wrap these up for you then?" Xia Yubing took out her phone, "Okay." She sent a message to Chen Cheng, "Can I go back now?" Ding. Chen Cheng: We''re just getting started, what''s the rush? Buzz... Buzz... Buzz... Chapter 63 - 63 63 Another New Prop ?Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Another New Prop Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Another New Prop The movie theater, the screen has been showing ¡°Boonie Bears¡± for 67 minutes. Chen Cheng had specifically selected this film. On one hand, it was a weekday, and on the other, it was approaching noon. The dual buff effect resulted in the vast IMAX hall being empty, save for him and Xia Yubing. His aim was to shatter Xia Yubing¡¯s facade, which seemed as cold as an iceberg, but Chen Cheng did not want others to witness the process of breaking her down. Throughout the entire viewing, Chen Cheng watched the animation intently without distraction, his left hand drawing on the mobile phone¡¯s screen. And although the massaging seat beneath him was emitting a faint buzzing sound, it was clearly trivial compared to the one Xia Yubing was in. ¡°Mr. Chen, I really realize my mistake,¡± Xia Yubing¡¯s voice trembled in the darkness. Her fingers clenched tightly onto the armrest, her entire body drenched in sweat. In the dimly lit theater, the nude-colored high heels on her feet still shimmered faintly. Chen Cheng paused his left hand and placed it on Xia Yubing¡¯s crossed legs, feeling a wave of damp coldness. ¡°Director Xia, ready to tell the truth?¡± Xia Yubing seemed relieved and collapsed into the chair, gasping for breath heavily. However, before she could catch her breath, another attack, more violent than before, hit her, and she couldn¡¯t resist it. Xia Yubing suddenly threw her head back, her body tensing straight, and her sweat-drenched hair flung a spray onto Chen Cheng¡¯s face. ¡°I was wrong. I¡¯ll tell everything,¡± she gripped Chen Cheng¡¯s hand tightly and nodded desperately. ¡°Please, don¡¯t torment me anymore. I beg you.¡± Chen Cheng smiled and exited the APP. He reached out to brush aside her disheveled hair, gently pinching her fair face, which was tinged with blush. ¡°You only have one chance.¡± ¡°Last night, I just wanted to see if I could completely shut down that machine,¡± Xia Yubing said. ¡°The result was that I pressed the power button.¡± She weakly added, ¡°But I swear, I was not playing with it secretly.¡± Chen Cheng chuckled and let go of her hand, ¡°Had you spoken earlier, I wouldn¡¯t have had to go through all this trouble.¡± Xia Yubing pursed her lower lip, gingerly holding onto Chen Cheng¡¯s hand. Seeing that he didn¡¯t reject her, they then intertwined their fingers tightly. She lifted the armrest between their seats, tentatively leaning toward Chen Cheng¡¯s shoulder. Seeing that Chen Cheng still did not reject her, she then nestled half her body into his embrace. The unique cardamom scent of Chloe¡¯s Northern Snow Cedar perfume, along with Xia Yubing¡¯s heavy breathing, wafted into Chen Cheng¡¯s nostrils. ¡°Tired already?¡± he asked, turning his head. Xia Yubing¡¯s eyes, distinct in black and white, began to moisten. Her reddened eye sockets were brimming with hot tears, which, as she nodded, rolled down her cheeks, leaving two light traces on her exquisite face. Chen Cheng reached out to wipe away her tear stains, ¡°From now on, you can only speak the truth.¡± ¡°Okay.¡± Xia Yubing clung tighter, lifting her head and closing her eyes. As Chen Cheng looked at those provocative red lips that were about to press against his own, he said, ¡°There are surveillance cameras in the movie theater.¡± Her realization struck Xia Yubing like a bolt, and she sat upright, tidying up her appearance. Chen Cheng smiled and patted his own leg. Xia Yubing thoughtfully leaned to the side and placed her trembling legs across Chen Cheng¡¯s right leg, finding a support after nearly two hours of torment. Chen Cheng massaged the palm of her hand and asked the real purpose of this meeting, ¡°Now, I have another question for you.¡± ¡°Okay.¡± ¡°This time, how much is the kickback that CGG is giving to Jingfa Line?¡± In the mock negotiation with Jin Baogen that morning, when Chen Cheng asked this question, Jin Baogen had said it was confidential. Chen Cheng felt that he probably didn¡¯t know. Otherwise, considering Jin Baogen¡¯s intention to promote him, Chen Cheng was certain that Baogen would have shared this crucial data with him at the earliest opportunity. And the 3.6% interest rate was just an approximate figure Chen Cheng came up with based on his experience and the short-term bond rates sold on the market. Xia Yubing¡¯s mind was still in a fog; she hadn¡¯t expected Chen Cheng to bring up such a key issue at this critical juncture. ¡°Let me think...¡± she tried hard to organize her thoughts. ¡°Don¡¯t rush, we have plenty of time.¡± ¡°If CGG can sell out the fund issued this time within a week, we will give them a 1.75% rebate,¡± Xia Yubing provided an exact figure. Chen Cheng frowned, ¡°That high?¡± ¡°Our bank¡¯s cost of capital is very high, unlike the Big Four banks,¡± Xia Yubing explained truthfully: ¡°The sooner we recoup the funds, the sooner we can put our money to work.¡± Chen Cheng knew well that money, if not circulated, is like stagnant water, unable to generate value. Of course, except for himself. He pondered for a moment and thought to himself: ¡°In that case, the bottom line CGG is willing to accept must indeed be around 3.6%.¡± Xia Yubing hugged Chen Cheng¡¯s arm, ¡°As per the usual trading rules, the bigger the difference you press for, the more money you make.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s heart skipped a beat. According to the proposed interest rate offered by CGG, between 5.45% and 3.6%, there was nearly a 1.85% spread. This number might seem trivial, but when applied to the current project of 500 million, that¡¯s a full 9.25 million. At this moment, Chen Cheng seemed to glimpse the massive profit margins available at the lower end of the financial chain. He also seemed to understand why someone like Xia Yubing, who should still be striving at her age, could be driving luxury cars and living in luxurious houses. Chen Cheng couldn¡¯t help but imagine how much money Jin Baogen, Wen Shulin, or others Chen Cheng was unaware of had taken from this big cake. ¡°Mr. Chen, what else would you like to know?¡± Xia Yubing, seeing him lost in thought, couldn¡¯t help but ask. Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°The things I want to know, I¡¯m afraid you wouldn¡¯t be aware of.¡± The corners of Xia Yubing¡¯s mouth curved into a faint smile. Chen Cheng was waiting for just that smile. ¡°That¡¯s the way,¡± he pinched the leg resting on his, ¡°Remember this feeling, I like it.¡± ¡°Alright.¡± Having finished the movie, Chen Donghai had been waiting at the door for a while. He was holding two bags, one from Chanel and the other from the recent shoe purchase. Upon seeing the two, Chen Donghai bowed, ¡°Mr. Chen.¡± Mr. Chen signaled for the bags to be handed to Xia Yubing, ¡°There¡¯s a nursing room over there, go change your clothes, and we¡¯ll go to dinner.¡± Thinking of the crumpled dress she was wearing, she remembered Chen Cheng¡¯s dominance and arbitrariness over the past three hours, and at this moment, the subtle respect he had given her warmed her heart. Xia Yubing nodded and took the bags. Chen Cheng said, ¡°Change the shoes too, you look better in YSL.¡± ¡°Okay.¡± Xia Yubing walked toward the nursing room, while Chen Donghai also returned the bank card given by Jin Baogen. [Current Funds: 14,785,075.42 yuan] [Expenses: 658,632/1,000,000] [Current Interest Rate: 5.07%] [Item: Need 300,000 to unlock] Chen Cheng looked at the interface in his mind, his eyebrows raised slightly, murmuring to himself, ¡°A new item now?¡± But then he thought, ¡°What about the promised one hundred million? Why isn¡¯t it here yet?¡± Chapter 64 - 64 64 The Billion-Dollar Deal (3 more updates, seeking followers) ?Chapter 64: Chapter 64: The Billion-Dollar Deal (3 more updates, seeking followers) Chapter 64: Chapter 64: The Billion-Dollar Deal (3 more updates, seeking followers) Yehe Hand-made Sushi Restaurant, was previously Chen Cheng¡¯s usual go-to place after work, located right beside Chaoyang Park. The scale of this restaurant is much larger than that of Fennel Noodle Shop, and a lot of thought has gone into its decoration. Upon entering, one immediately feels a strong aura of black and gold, somewhat reminiscent of the Bulgari Hotel. The entire background of ¡°The Great Wave off Kanagawa¡± is placed behind the chef¡¯s area, as if foreshadowing the intense impact of the upcoming events, just like the cuisine here, fierce like the ocean waves. Chen Cheng walked in with Xia Yubing and Chen Donghai. Since it was past mealtime, there were no customers in the shop. Only the owner, Shao Lijun, a man in his early fifties with a goatee, was still sitting at the polished wooden counter, having his lunch. ¡°Brother Jun.¡± Chen Cheng tapped on the counter and asked with a smile, ¡°Are there any dishes available?¡± Shao Lijun turned around, a flash of surprise in his eyes upon seeing Chen Cheng, ¡°Xiao Chen? It¡¯s been over two months since you last came! What have you been busy with?¡± He noticed the devastatingly attractive Xia Yubing and the stonily silent Chen Donghai beside Chen Cheng. Judging by the looks of it, this regular customer seemed to have really made it big. ¡°Busy with random stuff.¡± Chen Cheng glanced at the day¡¯s menu, ¡°Is there a private room available?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± Shao Lijun responded, ¡°Order your dishes, and I¡¯ll bring them to the room for you.¡± ¡°Alright.¡± Chen Cheng asked Xia Yubing to order some sushi, sashimi, and yakitori. Then, he told Chen Donghai, ¡°Xiao Hai, order whatever you like.¡± ¡°Sure, Mr. Chen.¡± Shao Lijun immediately got the message, he returned to the kitchen area, ¡°Please take a seat first in the room, your dishes will be ready soon.¡± Chen Cheng and Xia Yubing walked further inside the restaurant to a sliding door. ¡°Do we need to take off our shoes?¡± asked Xia Yubing. Chen Cheng nodded, ¡°The food here is quite good.¡± Right as Xia Yubing was taking off her YSL high heels, Chen Cheng caught a faint enchanting scent. He was slightly startled. ¡°I sprayed some perfume on my socks.¡± Xia Yubing whispered, her face a mix of embarrassment and shyness, ¡°I didn¡¯t bring a new pair of socks.¡± Chen Cheng raised one eyebrow, teasing her, ¡°You¡¯re quite creative.¡± The two entered the private room and sat facing each other. The tatami mats in the room were sunk to the height of a shin, allowing guests to sit comfortably during the meal, rather than in the traditional cross-legged posture. Xia Yubing took off the Chanel coat that Chen Cheng had just bought for her and placed it aside, leaving only the pure white silk blouse she wore underneath. ¡°Do you come to this place often?¡± she asked. ¡°I used to come here often.¡± Chen Cheng didn¡¯t hide it, ¡°This place might not be as famous as the Kyoto Kaiseki Hanachan in Pangu seven Li, but the owner¡¯s skills are truly extraordinary.¡± Xia Yubing smoothed her hair, ¡°I can see that.¡± ¡°You can tell without even tasting?¡± ¡°He¡¯s got bluefin tuna on his chopping board. For a small place like this to get such stuff shows that the business is still going well.¡± Xia Yubing explained. Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°Director Xia, I didn¡¯t realize you were so knowledgeable.¡± ¡°Mr. Chen, please don¡¯t call me Director Xia now.¡± Xia Yubing spoke softly, ¡°I don¡¯t look anything like a director anymore.¡± ¡°So, how should I address you?¡± Xia Yubing looked across the table at Chen Cheng, ¡°Just call me Xiao Bing.¡± Chen Cheng shook his head. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± ¡°I can¡¯t allow this. You are older than me,¡± Chen Cheng joked. Xia Yubing¡¯s expression stiffened as she realized this seemingly gentle and amiable man had a firm grip on her, indeed being three years younger than herself. ¡°Do I look that old?¡± she muttered. Chen Cheng laughed, ¡°C, should not count as old, right?¡± ¡°I¡¯m a small D!¡± Xia Yubing argued hurriedly, her ten toes tensing under the table. ¡°Tsks, didn¡¯t see that coming, really didn¡¯t see that coming.¡± Thud thud thud. Shao Lijun knocked on the door, delivering the meals to the doorstep. Chen Cheng turned sideways to open the door, ¡°Still missing the grilled bird, just a moment.¡± Chen Cheng was about to say thanks, but Xia Yubing spoke first, ¡°Boss, give the grilled bird to the person at the door, we have enough here.¡± Shao Lijun nodded, didn¡¯t ask further, and turned to leave. Chen Cheng closed the door again, just got the food in hand, and when he turned back, Xia Yubing was nowhere to be seen. He only felt a numb under his feet, and when he looked down, he saw the aloof Director Xia crawling out from under the table at shin height. ¡°Mr. Chen...¡± She cooed, hiding under the table and winked at Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng¡¯s heart raced; he knew what would happen next. ¡°Are you sure?¡± he asked. Xia Yubing pursed her lips tightly; the last defense of the ice queen was utterly shattered. She nodded heavily. Chen Cheng took a slight breath, placed the food on the table, and handed over a pair of chopsticks, ¡°Pin your hair up.¡± Xia Yubing obediently did so, scooping up her long hair with the chopsticks, and smoothly tied it into a bun at the back of her head, with a few strands falling tenderly beside her face adding a touch of charm. Chen Cheng saw this and knew it was a deal worth billions. ¡°Umm~ Umm~ Umm~¡± For the first time, Xia Yubing felt such a real sensation, partly delirious, partly delighted, discovering the taste of true joy compared to the sham delights with Wen Shulin. In contrast, Chen Cheng also experienced the passion that comes after melting ice and erupting volcanoes, a sharp contrast to Xia Yubing¡¯s usually cold and beautiful image. Ding! [Account ending in 4858: A deposit of 100,000,000 renminbi has been made. Beijing City Development Bank] The sudden deposit notification startled Chen Cheng, and as he reached for his phone, Xia Yubing retched a few times. Chen Cheng looked down, only to see her eyes red. ¡°Are you okay?¡± Xia Yubing shook her head. Ding ding ding. Just then, Tong Jialu¡¯s call came in. Chen Cheng answered, ¡°Speak.¡± ¡°Brother Cheng, the money has been transferred into your account.¡± Chen Cheng gestured to Xia Yubing to keep going, ¡°I saw it.¡± ¡°So, my cousin...¡± Tong Jialu had been anxious all morning with no news, ¡°Is she okay?¡± Chen Cheng handed the phone to Xia Yubing, who glanced at the caller ID and mumbled, ¡°Xiao Lu, I¡¯m fine.¡± ¡°Sis, I¡¯m so relieved to finally hear your voice! I was so worried!¡± Tong Jialu continued, ¡°I knew it, Brother Cheng would never trouble you! He¡¯s such a good person!¡± ¡°I¡¯m busy, we¡¯ll talk when I get back.¡± ¡°Okay!¡± Chen Cheng hung up the phone, his lips curling into a smile, ¡°Shall we continue?¡± Xia Yubing nodded, but Chen Cheng instead opened the camera, aiming it at her, ¡°Look up.¡± ¡°Um.¡± ¡°Make a ¡®peace¡¯ sign.¡± Without any resistance, Xia Yubing stretched out her right hand, mimicking the action Chen Cheng intended. ¡°Smile.¡± A foolish, sweet smile appeared on Xia Yubing¡¯s face, aligning with Chen Cheng¡¯s expectations. He framed this beautiful scene into the screen and pressed the shutter. ¡°Click~¡± ¡°Click~¡± ¡°Click~¡± Chapter 65 - 65 65 What is the Compound Interest of One Hundred Million in Three Days ?Chapter 65: Chapter 65: What is the Compound Interest of One Hundred Million in Three Days? Chapter 65: Chapter 65: What is the Compound Interest of One Hundred Million in Three Days? That night, at Fennel Noodle House, in the attic. Chen Cheng sat in front of a small table, staring at the blinking cursor on his laptop, feeling an indescribable joy. [Current Funds: 114,784,232.42 Yuan] [Expenditure: 659,475/1,000,000] [Current Interest Rate: 5.07%] The one hundred million this time, as it¡¯s bridge financing, Chen Cheng cannot withdraw it. But the rules of the game gave him hope. Every penny under his name would grow at an astonishing rate. And with three days until Wanbao Hall opens, it meant Chen Cheng still had three days to negotiate with CGG. As long as the contract is not signed, this one hundred million is like a treasure trove in the palm of his hand, continuously amassing wealth for him. His fingers rapidly typed on Excel, calculating the compound interest for the upcoming three days: October 17th 5,819,560.58 Yuan October 18th 6,114,612.31 Yuan October 19th 6,424,623.15 Yuan He selected the three figures, clicked to sum them automatically, and the three-day compound interest of one hundred million appeared right before Chen Cheng¡¯s eyes. ¡°Eighteen million three hundred fifty thousand!¡± Chen Cheng gasped, a tempest of awe surging in his heart. He then checked the panel in his mind, those outstanding debts seemed to become insignificant. Jin Baogen¡¯s 10 million, a corporate loan of 3 million, commercial paper of 2 million, and the 650 thousand that also needs to be repaid to Jin Baogen for expenditures. However, just three days later, with the compound interest of one hundred million, Chen Cheng would truly welcome his own 18 million. At this thought, Chen Cheng leaned back in his chair, gazing at the bright moonlight outside the window, yet his mind was fluttering uneasily. In just one week, he went from a jobless youth carrying barely 3000 Yuan and seeing no hope, to becoming an invisible wealthy man holding a huge fortune. This wealth accumulated faster than the launch of Chang¡¯e 5, in the blink of an eye, Chen Cheng reached heights he couldn¡¯t have even dreamed of. He had money. He had a career. He had women. And not just one. ¡°Holy crap! Now this is what you call life!¡± Excited, he slammed his palm down on the table. Smack! Just after washing clothes, Xiao Meier heard the noise and hurried upstairs, asking with concern, ¡°Xiao Cheng, what¡¯s the matter?¡± Chen Cheng smiled and said, ¡°It¡¯s nothing, just killed a mosquito.¡± ¡°The mosquitoes are a lot this season, let¡¯s get a screen installed tomorrow.¡± Xiao Meier, carrying a basin, walked to the window, ¡°I washed your underwear, you should take your other clothes to the dry cleaners.¡± As she spoke, she took a pair of boxers from the basin and expertly hung them on the outside bar of the window. Xiao Meier was just wearing a loose cotton white T-shirt, barely covering her buttocks. But with a slight rise on her toes, the curves of her legs tensed, and a hint of purple underneath her T-shirt somewhat revealed. Chen Cheng hugged her from behind, saying, ¡°Meier, aren¡¯t you upset?¡± Xiao Meier laughed out suddenly, ¡°What do I have to be upset about?¡± ¡°About me having a bath and forgetting to wash my underwear.¡± ¡°You¡¯re busy all day, I just washed it since I was at it,¡± Xiao Meier replied, ¡°Moreover, washing these things for one¡¯s man is pretty normal, right?¡± Her virtuousness was like a beam of light in Chen Cheng¡¯s life, providing him the warmness of a family at all times. ¡°Stop it, I¡¯m hanging the clothes!¡± Xiao Meier stopped Chen Cheng¡¯s hands, her plump body wriggled a bit in his embrace, ¡°You go sit over there!¡± ¡°I¡¯ll do it.¡± Chen Cheng took the hanger from her hand, mimicking her tone, ¡°You go sit over there.¡± Xiao Meier watched him with a smile, then sat down on the edge of the bed. ¡°By the way, Xiao Cheng.¡± ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°Hou Bobo said he needs to apply for 20,000 yuan,¡± Xiao Meier took out her notebook, ¡°It¡¯s to pay for the dishes on the opening day.¡± ¡°And here is his list of spices, I¡¯ve already paid for it.¡± She took out a neatly folded receipt. Chen Cheng didn¡¯t turn his head, ¡°I¡¯ll send you 200,000 in a bit, use it first.¡± Xiao Meier closed the notebook and sighed, ¡°Look, we are about to open. But my heart, it keeps pounding! Always feeling uneasy!¡± After Chen Cheng finished hanging the clothes, he walked over to her, ¡°Is your heart beating very fast?¡± ¡°Yes!¡± ¡°I¡¯ve studied medicine, let me listen.¡± Chen Cheng said with feigned seriousness. ¡°Hahaha... you joker!¡± Xiao Meier didn¡¯t let Chen Cheng listen, but she allowed him to rest his head on her lap, softly massaging his forehead while saying, ¡°I¡¯m serious.¡± Chen Cheng only felt a soft chillness on his cheek, and turned his head to see the distinct purple edges. ¡°Wanbao Hall is about to open, everything needs money. Moreover, we are making it high-end, if we lose money...¡± Xiao Meier kept talking, ¡°Chef Hou is also very demanding, insisting on daily supply of vegetables and seafood.¡± ¡°I¡¯ve calculated, with this standard, our daily turnover needs at least 30,000 yuan to make a profit.¡± ¡°But we only have six tables and one private room.¡± ¡°Not counting table turnover, on average, one table has to spend 4,000 yuan!¡± Just as she touched Chen Cheng¡¯s ear and saw he was not speaking, she looked at him. ¡°What are you looking at?¡± Xiao Meier, flushed with embarrassment, clamped her legs tight. Chen Cheng sat up with a smile, wrapping his arms around her and said, ¡°Chef Hou¡¯s costs are high, but his pricing will be high too.¡± ¡°I¡¯m just afraid that no one will want to come.¡± Xiao Meier leaned into Chen Cheng¡¯s arms and said, ¡°Big Willow Tree is not like the International Trade CBD. Mr. Jin will bring people to support us, but he can¡¯t bring people every day, right?¡± ¡°As long as we make our brand famous, with Chef Hou¡¯s skills, it will be no problem.¡± ¡°I¡¯m afraid you¡¯ll lose the sponsorship you pulled in.¡± Finally, Xiao Meier voiced her concern. ¡°A million, do you realize how much that is?¡± Chen Cheng, looking into her worried eyes, reassured, ¡°With you in Wanbao Hall, we absolutely won¡¯t lose money.¡± ¡°You joker, you¡¯re just pacifying me.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t worry about the money,¡± Chen Cheng hugged her tighter, ¡°You be the good wife, and I¡¯ll handle the rest.¡± Xiao Meier felt warmth in her heart, ¡°Got it.¡± [Interest settled for today] [You have received 5,819,560.58 yuan] [Current funds: 120,603,793 yuan] [Current interest rate: 5.07%] [Item: requires 300,000 to unlock] Seeing the prompt in his mind, Chen Cheng said to Xiao Meier, ¡°I will transfer the money to you first.¡± ¡°Okay.¡± Chen Cheng transferred 200,000 to Xiao Meier, and his panel refreshed. [Expenditure: 859,475/1,000,000] ¡°I¡¯ll write you a receipt.¡± Xiao Meier got up wanting to write, but Chen Cheng pulled her back. He smiled, ¡°You¡¯re writing me a receipt?¡± ¡°Yes! 200,000 isn¡¯t a small amount.¡± ¡°How come you didn¡¯t ask me for a receipt when you lent me 100,000 back then?¡± Chen Cheng counter-asked. Xiao Meier covered her mouth, laughing lightly, ¡°Because I knew you wouldn¡¯t run away.¡± ¡°Meaning you want to run?¡± Chen Cheng gave a gentle pull, pulling her back into his arms. Xiao Meier sat on Chen Cheng¡¯s lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, gently saying, ¡°As long as you want me, I will never run away.¡± ¡°How could I not want such a beautiful Meier?¡± ¡°What if I get old?¡± Chen Cheng sang a line, ¡°The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you slowly!¡± ¡°You joker!¡± Xiao Meier, for the first time, took the initiative and deeply kissed the man she loved. Chapter 66 - 66 66 Xiao Hai ?Chapter 66: Chapter 66: Xiao Hai? Brother Hai! Chapter 66: Chapter 66: Xiao Hai? Brother Hai! The opening day was fast approaching, and Chen Cheng¡¯s schedule was packed. He had to dedicate energy to self-training for negotiations and was busy with the preparations for Wanbao Hall¡¯s grand opening. Jin Baogen had solved many difficult issues for him, but details such as opening bouquets and car fleets still required his personal attention. The formation of the service staff team seemed particularly urgent. Fortunately, four days earlier, Sasha, also known as Zhao Lingfang, replied to Chen Cheng¡¯s message, and they agreed to meet in Shuangjing for Chen Cheng to select the suitable candidates. Da Lao quickly arrived at the agreed teahouse, and Chen Cheng asked Chen Donghai to park the car while he went upstairs first. ¡°Mr. Chen.¡± Zhao Lingfang, waiting in the hall, greeted Chen Cheng with a smile. Chen Cheng nodded in response, ¡°Are all the people here?¡± ¡°They¡¯re all here.¡± Zhao Lingfang gestured, leading the way, ¡°In the first private room.¡± ¡°Good.¡± This time, Zhao Lingfang had found seven or eight sisters, and she had been thinking about this matter ever since she last met Chen Cheng. And this time, the sisters she brought could better meet Chen Cheng¡¯s requirements from that night. In addition to being good-looking, they were all perceptive people. ¡°Mr. Chen is here.¡± Zhao Lingfang clapped her hands. Chen Cheng stood at the door and saw seven or eight girls seated neatly, each dressed appropriately and modestly, without heavy makeup, all resembling Zhao Lingfang. ¡°Hello, boss.¡± They called out crisply. ¡°Goodness, I thought I had come to the wrong place.¡± Chen Cheng laughed as he sat down, his eyes sweeping over the crowd, ¡°Sasha must have explained everything clearly to you, right?¡± ¡°Yes, boss.¡± The girls nodded in unison. ¡°My restaurant opens tomorrow.¡± Chen Cheng continued, ¡°Your basic salary is twelve thousand per month. If you perform well and satisfy the customers, you can get a raise.¡± ¡°Boss, I want to ask, how many days off can we get in a month?¡± Chen Cheng thought for a while, ¡°Tentatively five days. But you can¡¯t take them all at once; you¡¯ll need to rotate shifts.¡± The young women whispered among themselves, discussing this. ¡°Do we need to sign a contract?¡± someone else asked. ¡°Of course, an official employment relationship.¡± Chen Cheng crossed his legs, ¡°I won¡¯t cheat you out of a penny.¡± ¡°Do we have to accompany guests in drinking?¡± Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°Your job is to be service staff, not to accompany people in drinking anymore.¡± He paused then delivered his trump card, ¡°Room and board included.¡± Upon hearing this, excitement was written all over everyone¡¯s faces. It was well known that renting a place in the city every month was a substantial expense. Now that their difficulties were resolved, everything else was not a big issue. ¡°If there are no other questions, my driver will bring the contracts up later, and you can sign them after reading.¡± Just as he finished speaking, Chen Donghai appeared at the door with a bag. ¡°Mr. Chen.¡± He called out. Chen Cheng nodded at him. However, the next second, a surprised voice broke the silence. ¡°Brother Hai?!¡± A girl in a pleated skirt covered her mouth in shock, ¡°Is it really you?!¡± Chen Donghai¡¯s face was expressionless as he distributed the contracts to the girls, then stood beside Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng was also puzzled by the call of ¡°Brother Hai.¡± He could tell that this ¡°brother¡± was not a formality but was genuinely recognized for strength. ¡°Who is that?¡± someone asked the girl who had just exclaimed, ¡°Your customer?¡± She shook her head, ¡°The boss of Hundred Songs Club!¡± She was certain, ¡°The largest KTV in the southern city!¡± Chen Cheng caught a glimpse of the person beside him with the corner of his eye. He saw Chen Donghai standing silently, like a tower. ¡°Hundred Songs Club?¡± someone muttered, ¡°Isn¡¯t that...¡± ¡°Enough, stop talking nonsense.¡± Zhao Lingfang interrupted everyone¡¯s discussion and took on the air of a supervisor, ¡°Mr. Chen has prepared the contract. Aren¡¯t you going to look at it?¡± Everyone then picked up the contract and started to read it carefully. Chen Cheng also felt a bit uneasy inside. Chen Donghai was the driver sent by Jin Baogen, and he had never doubted the identity of this young man in his early twenties. But hearing such discussions, especially about the owner of the ¡°Hundred Songs Club,¡± he was a bit surprised. After thinking it over, Chen Cheng quickly guessed it was a case of covert ownership. The rustling sound of discussions weaved through the private room. After a few minutes, a girl was the first to raise her head, her eyes glittering with anticipation, ¡°Mr. Chen, I¡¯ve finished reading the contract. There¡¯s no problem.¡± ¡°I¡¯ve also finished reading it and agree,¡± another girl quickly followed suit. Soon, the other girls also expressed their agreement and signed the labor contracts. Seeing this, Chen Cheng mentioned, ¡°Let¡¯s go buy your uniforms now. For summer, we¡¯ll wear cheongsams.¡± ¡°Okay, Mr. Chen!¡± Chen Cheng gave Zhao Lingfang a look, ¡°I¡¯ll send you the location. You lead the way.¡± ¡°Understood, boss.¡± Standing up, Chen Cheng glanced at Chen Donghai as he walked past him. Chen Donghai quickly followed suit, and the discussion in the private room continued. ¡°Lily, you said that man is the owner of the Hundred Songs Club? Are you sure?¡± The girl in the pleated skirt shook her head vehemently, then nodded emphatically. ¡°It¡¯s him, Chen Donghai! I saw him a month ago when I went out drinking with a boss.¡± ¡°No way, he¡¯s so young and he¡¯s already the owner of a KTV?¡± Zhao Lingfang listened quietly on the side and simply commented, ¡°Then why does he drive for Mr. Chen?¡± Everyone was stumped again. ¡°Alright, we¡¯ve now met a real big boss,¡± Zhao Lingfang said, looking at the address Mr. Chen had sent, ¡°We¡¯ll split up into two or three cars; let¡¯s not keep our boss waiting.¡± Back in the Da Lao car, Chen Cheng sat in the back seat. He noticed that Chen Donghai was occasionally looking at him through the rearview mirror. ¡°Mr. Chen.¡± Chen Donghai finally broke the silence. Chen Cheng: ¡°You have something to say?¡± ¡°The Hundred Songs Club is a joint investment by Mr. Jin and several other bosses,¡± Chen Donghai explained. ¡°Due to certain reasons, they can¡¯t manage it directly, so Mr. Jin had me hang my name there.¡± ¡°That¡¯s what I thought.¡± Chen Cheng asked, ¡°Xiao Hai, you used to be a boss in your own right, and now you¡¯re driving for me...¡± For the first time, Chen Donghai interrupted Chen Cheng, saying hurriedly, ¡°Mr. Chen, rest assured. Before, I did whatever Mr. Jin asked of me.¡± ¡°Now, if Mr. Chen asks me to go east, I would definitely not dare go west!¡± Listening to the resounding words, Chen Cheng laughed and shook his head, ¡°I mean, it might be tough for you.¡± ¡°Not at all,¡± Chen Donghai replied, ¡°Actually, I¡¯m just a driver; I¡¯m really not any boss.¡± ¡°Then are you still getting paid by Mr. Jin?¡± Chen Cheng asked. Chen Donghai nodded. ¡°Alright, from now on you¡¯ll follow me.¡± Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°By the way, have you always been so reticent?¡± ¡°From the first day I started driving, Mr. Jin told me that the best skill for a driver is to keep his mouth shut and speak less.¡± Chen Cheng, after hearing this, deeply admired Chen Donghai¡¯s professional competence and loyalty, and thought to himself, ¡°My goodness, this is truly a rare talent!¡± Chapter 67 - 67 67 She Has Changed ?Chapter 67: Chapter 67 She Has Changed Chapter 67: Chapter 67 She Has Changed Wukesong Cheongsam City. Chen Cheng brought a group of people to Xia Gaoqiang¡¯s family store. Due to tight timing and heavy tasks, Chen Cheng didn¡¯t have time for custom orders and directly bought ready-made cheongsams. If the size didn¡¯t fit, they would make some adjustments. ¡°Dacheng!¡± Xia Gaoqiang waved his hand outside the shop door, his face displaying a smile. Chen Cheng approached, ¡°Yo, you aren¡¯t in class today?¡± ¡°Hey, the math teacher took up our class, and since you were coming, I decided to wait here.¡± Xia Gaoqiang¡¯s gaze swept over the group of graceful women behind Chen Cheng and asked in a lowered voice, ¡°Are these the waitresses you found for Wanbao Hall?¡± ¡°How about them? They¡¯re quite alright, aren¡¯t they?¡± ¡°If you hadn¡¯t mentioned, I¡¯d have thought you hired beauty pageant contestants!¡± Xia Gaoqiang squinted his eyes with a smile, ¡°Each one of them is a gem!¡± Chen Cheng smiled and said, ¡°You know my taste, buddy.¡± ¡°You get a little flattered and you start to pant.¡± ¡°Are the things I need ready?¡± Chen Cheng asked again. Xia Gaoqiang gave an OK gesture, ¡°Am I not reliable in handling things?¡± Chen Cheng turned back and instructed, ¡°Sasha, lead them to try on the clothes.¡± ¡°Alright, boss.¡± Eight girls entered one after another. The cheongsams chosen by Chen Cheng were sleeveless, short, and all in turquoise, a color that complemented the skin. Compared to the luxurious cheongsams at Jin Baogen Club, Chen Cheng¡¯s style was subtle and fresh, with bamboo leaf patterns embroidered on the pearlescent fabric, enhancing the youthful energy of young women. Xia Gaoqiang distributed eight identical cheongsams to several of the girls, and after pointing out the fitting rooms, he returned to Chen Cheng¡¯s side. ¡°Dacheng, hiring such beautiful girls, isn¡¯t Xiao Er jealous?¡± he asked with a laugh. Chen Cheng replied, ¡°This is all for the business of Wanbao Hall. Besides, why would Xiao Er be jealous?¡± ¡°True.¡± Xia Gaoqiang nodded, ¡°Given Xiao Er¡¯s temperament, she wouldn¡¯t be jealous.¡± ¡°At most, she would scold you a bit.¡± ¡°Get out of here, Xiao Er is gentle!¡± While the two were chatting, Xia Gaoqiang¡¯s mother, Wang Hui, returned to the shop. ¡°Cheng Cheng!¡± She called out to Chen Cheng as usual with a smile, walking towards him. Wang Hui, fifty-five years old, used to work at a knitting factory. ¡°Aunt Hui.¡± Chen Cheng stood up and nodded in greeting. Wang Hui took Chen Cheng¡¯s hand, ¡°Haven¡¯t seen you in two months, you look even more spirited!¡± ¡°That¡¯s for sure. Dacheng is now a big boss, planning to relaunch Wanbao Hall of Mr. Zhai,¡± added Xia Gaoqiang. ¡°Capable, very capable!¡± Wang Hui repeated. Chen Cheng smiled and said, ¡°Aunt Hui, come early for the appreciation dinner tonight.¡± ¡°Definitely.¡± Wang Hui patted Chen Cheng¡¯s hand heavily, ¡°By the way, are you and Xiao Er together?¡± Chen Cheng did not deny, ¡°Yes, we are.¡± ¡°Great, great! That¡¯s the way.¡± Wang Hui continued, ¡°Bring her over sometime, I¡¯ll personally make her a new dress.¡± ¡°That would be wonderful; Xiao Er would be very happy.¡± At this moment, Zhao Lingfang and the others, now dressed in cheongsams, walked out. They lined up in front of Chen Cheng. Scanning them, waist, chest, and hips all accentuated. Although they were produced in a line, each of these eight women still displayed a unique charm. Wang Hui took out a measuring tape, went up to them, and began examining: ¡°Your waist needs to be taken in.¡± ¡°Are the hips too tight? Should I loosen it a bit?¡± ¡°The underwear¡¯s lower hem is too high, let me adjust it for you.¡± Chen Cheng gave Xia Gaoqiang a look, and the two of them walked towards the door. At this moment, Chen Donghai passed the carry bag to Chen Cheng. ¡°Xia Bao, there¡¯s some money here.¡± Chen Cheng took an envelope out of the bag, ¡°I know Aunt Hui definitely wouldn¡¯t accept it if given directly. You keep it and find a chance to give it to your mom.¡± After Xia Gaoqiang took it, he just felt the thickness and shook his head repeatedly, ¡°Dacheng, this is too much. How much can clothes cost?¡± ¡°Aunt Hui is still going to help adjust the size, right? Where else can I find such a top-notch tailor!¡± Chen Cheng urged, ¡°Just take it, as a token of my appreciation.¡± ¡°Then I have to tell my mom about this, otherwise she¡¯s definitely going to scold me.¡± Ding! [Tong Jialu: Brother Cheng, I¡¯ve arrived.] Chen Cheng glanced at his phone, ¡°That¡¯s up to you. I have to go now. Xiao Hai, wait here. After the alteration, take them to Wanbao Hall.¡± ¡°Alright, Mr. Chen.¡± Chen Cheng called out to the inside of the store, ¡°Aunt Hui, I¡¯m leaving now! See you tonight.¡± ¡°Okay!¡± After leaving the cheongsam store, Chen Cheng and Tong Jialu turned on location sharing and met up after a 3 to 5-minute walk. Chen Cheng got into the passenger seat of the Mercedes C, ¡°Did you need something from me?¡± Tong Jialu twisted her body, took a Rolex bag from the backseat, held it out straight with both hands, and smiled brightly at Chen Cheng. ¡°Brother Cheng, congratulations on the opening!¡± Chen Cheng was stunned for half a second, ¡°Another gift?¡± ¡°This is from my cousin,¡± Tong Jialu explained. ¡°Her exact words were that your opening is tomorrow and it¡¯ll be crowded, so she gave it to you in advance. Open it up and see, do you like it?¡± Chen Cheng took the bag, opened it, and saw a black Rolex Submariner. ¡°You¡¯re thoughtful.¡± ¡°Try it on.¡± Tong Jialu urged impatiently. After Chen Cheng put it on, it indeed seemed to suit his current aura. ¡°Let me take a photo! I¡¯ll send it to my cousin.¡± Tong Jialu took out her phone, snapped a photo of Chen Cheng¡¯s wrist, and said, ¡°Done.¡± Chen Cheng looked at it repeatedly, ¡°How¡¯s your cousin been these last few days?¡± Since that afternoon two days ago, Xia Yubing had completely gone silent. Chen Cheng hadn¡¯t asked before, but today was a good opportunity, so he casually brought it up. ¡°She¡¯s been really busy.¡± Tong Jialu was typing a message, replying simultaneously, ¡°She just took over some work and hasn¡¯t settled everything yet. Works overtime every day, feels even busier than when she was at the branch!¡± ¡°Probably another late night until 1 or 2 AM!¡± After finishing the message, she showed it to Chen Cheng for approval, ¡°Is this okay?¡± [My sister, Brother Cheng has already received the gift. He likes it.] Chen Cheng chuckled, ¡°You two sisters chat, why do you need my approval?¡± ¡°Um...¡± Tong Jialu paused for a moment, ¡°Yeah, you¡¯re right.¡± ¡°Change it to, ¡®he¡¯s already wearing it.''¡± Tong Jialu nodded slightly, edited the message according to Chen Cheng¡¯s suggestion, and sent it. She put down the phone, ¡°Alright, my task is done.¡± Seeing that Chen Cheng wasn¡¯t driving and Xiao Hai wasn¡¯t around, Tong Jialu asked, ¡°Brother Cheng, do you need to go somewhere? I¡¯ll drop you off.¡± Chen Cheng thought for a moment, ¡°Let¡¯s go back to your bank first. I still need to invite President Li.¡± ¡°Okay, Brother Cheng.¡± Tong Jialu started the car and while driving, she asked, ¡°Brother Cheng, can I ask you a personal question?¡± ¡°You ask.¡± ¡°The day before yesterday, after you took my cousin out, what did you guys do?¡± She really wanted to know the answer from the bottom of her heart. ¡°What¡¯s up?¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s nostrils flared slightly, ¡°It feels like she¡¯s different than before, as if she became a different person.¡± Chapter 68 - 68 68 Who Intends to Capture by Releasing ?Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Who Intends to Capture by Releasing Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Who Intends to Capture by Releasing Jing Financial Head Office. Chen Cheng and Li Zhida sat facing each other, smiling, ¡°Li Xing, the store opens tomorrow.¡± He handed over the handwritten invitation, ¡°Please honor us with your presence.¡± Li Zhida stood up, took it with both hands. Seeing Chen Cheng being so formal, he knew Jin Baogen was always like this. ¡°Mr. Chen has issued an invitation, I will definitely come,¡± Li Zhida said while pouring tea for Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng tapped on the table three times to express his appreciation, showing respect for his senior, Li Zhida. ¡°This collaboration with CGG, I owe it a lot to you, Mr. Chen,¡± Li Zhida continued, ¡°I hope our future cooperation will be pleasant.¡± In this chain of interests, whether it¡¯s Jin Baogen, Li Zhida, or Wen Shulin representing CGG, they are friends, but also competitors for benefits. They all want to achieve the greatest benefit for themselves while maintaining dignity. What Jing Financial needs is a quick recirculation of funds for subsequent lending and investment. ¡°You flatter me, Li Xing. I also took over midway, there is still a lot to learn from predecessors like you,¡± Chen Cheng said modestly. Li Zhida laughed heartily: ¡°Mr. Chen, you are too modest.¡± ¡°Although this is our first collaboration, I believe, Mr. Chen, you will bring us a good start, and our future cooperation will be smoother and deeper,¡± he continued. Chen Cheng knew too well inside, verbally agreeing, ¡°Li Xing, rest assured. Tomorrow I will talk to the representative from CGG, we will definitely get an answer that satisfies all three parties.¡± ¡°With Mr. Chen¡¯s words, I feel relieved,¡± Li Zhida raised his hand, ¡°Let¡¯s have some tea.¡± After three cups of tea, Chen Cheng stood up, ¡°Li Xing, I should be going now.¡± ¡°Then let me see you out.¡± ¡°I¡¯m going to Director Xia¡¯s office first,¡± said Chen Cheng directly. Li Zhida smiled and said, ¡°Okay.¡± Chen Cheng left the room and followed the signs, quickly finding the door marked ¡°Head of Office.¡± He glanced at the sign on the right, the arrow was stuck on ¡°In Position,¡± he couldn¡¯t help but smile. Knock knock knock. ¡°Come in.¡± The voice of Xia Yubing came. Chen Cheng opened the door and saw her sitting at the desk, eyes fixed on the computer screen. Xia Yubing was very dignified while working, a stark contrast to the freer atmosphere under the table. ¡°Cough cough.¡± Chen Cheng coughed lightly, ¡°Busy?¡± Hearing the familiar voice, Xia Yubing suddenly looked up. ¡°Why are you here?¡± She quickly stood up, walked to the door, and locked it, as if afraid this surprise would be stolen. Chen Cheng teasingly asked, ¡°Why are you locking the door?¡± Xia Yubing¡¯s tone carried a hint of reproach: ¡°You know exactly why. I¡¯m worried about being found out. You know, my office is a ¡®busy¡¯ place, if a colleague were to see us, that would be...¡± The next second, she threw herself into Chen Cheng¡¯s arms like a lover who had reunited after many days, clinging to her dearly missed other half. As Chen Cheng smelled the familiar perfume, his hand unconsciously stroked her back, ¡°I just passed by to see you.¡± Xia Yubing didn¡¯t expect this response. She gently pushed Chen Cheng away. ¡°You always do this.¡± But she was about to leave, then Chen Cheng pulled her back into his embrace. ¡°You don¡¯t text often, and now you are so affectionate when we meet. Are you playing hard to get with me?¡± ¡°It¡¯s really you playing hard to get...¡± she murmured. Chen Cheng let her go, sat on her chair, and beckoned her with his fingers. Xia Yubing obediently took small steps forward and stood leaning against the desk. ¡°I think your office uniform is really not up to par,¡± Chen Cheng looked at her legs wrapped in trouser fabric, ¡°It doesn¡¯t highlight your advantages at all.¡± ¡°Want a better look?¡± Xia Yubing teased. Chen Cheng smiled lightly, ¡°Am I someone with so little self-control?¡± Xia Yubing sighed softly, looking at the big rival in front of her, her eyes falling on his wrist, ¡°Like it?¡± ¡°It¡¯s alright,¡± Chen Cheng replied nonchalantly. ¡°Then give it back to me.¡± Xia Yubing said, leaning forward, intending to take the watch off Chen Cheng¡¯s hand. Chen Cheng smoothly pulled her, bringing this surprisingly contrasting mature beauty back into his arms. ¡°En~¡± Xia Yubing¡¯s heart raced. ¡°Director Xia, you¡¯re so busy, have you had no time to think about me?¡± ¡°I have... I¡¯ve been thinking...¡± ¡°Then how come you had no reaction?¡± Chen Cheng continued, ¡°It doesn¡¯t seem like your style.¡± Xia Yubing firmly clamped down on that reckless hand, holding back, ¡°I¡¯m afraid someone might knock on the door.¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t you lock the door?¡± ¡°Well still...¡± Knock knock knock. A sudden knock on the door startled Xia Yubing, and she hurriedly struggled free from Chen Cheng¡¯s embrace. Chen Cheng also got up from his chair, walked over to the chair opposite, and sat down as if nothing had happened. Xia Yubing straightened her clothes and went to open the door. ¡°Director Xia, here¡¯s a procurement contract, it¡¯s for the office supplies for all offices this quarter,¡± reported the person who came. Xia Yubing returned to her seat, still with her usual cool demeanor, ¡°Okay, just put it here.¡± ¡°Anything else?¡± she looked up and asked. The young girl noticed the silent but handsome Chen Cheng and then shook her head, ¡°No, that¡¯s it.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll call you to collect it after I finish reviewing it,¡± Xia Yubing instructed. ¡°Okay, Director Xia,¡± the girl smiled, ¡°Thank you.¡± After the person left, Xia Yubing pursed her lips and glanced towards the unfazed Chen Cheng. ¡°I was so scared,¡± she patted her chest. Chen Cheng smiled, stood up, and reached across the table to lift Xia Yubing¡¯s chin. ¡°I¡¯m leaving.¡± ¡°You¡¯re just leaving like that?¡± ¡°I really just stopped by to see you,¡± Chen Cheng said slowly. A flicker of disappointment passed through Xia Yubing¡¯s eyes; she had thought Chen Cheng came specifically to see her after receiving her gift. ¡°Okay,¡± she said, lowering her head. ¡°Unhappy?¡± ¡°No.¡± The corners of Chen Cheng¡¯s mouth curved up, ¡°Then give me a smile.¡± ¡°I can¡¯t smile right now.¡± ¡°I gave you a chance,¡± said Chen Cheng. Xia Yubing¡¯s eyes brightened instantly, filled with anticipation, ¡°Does that mean you¡¯re going to punish me again?¡± ¡°When I have time,¡± Chen Cheng let go, turned, and walked towards the door, ¡°I really am busy today.¡± ¡°How long?!¡± Xia Yubing asked eagerly. Chen Cheng stopped, turned around and said, ¡°When I feel like it.¡± ¡°Ah?¡± After saying that, he opened the office door and walked out. Xia Yubing watched Chen Cheng¡¯s receding figure, both angry and annoyed. She could tell from his words, though teasing, they also exposed the subtleties of their relationship. Her feelings for him had long surpassed a simple master-servant relationship. But she also knew that Chen Cheng might only see her as an interesting plaything. ¡°He....¡± Xia Yubing sighed softly, ¡°How could I...¡± But before she could refocus on her work, her phone on the desk suddenly vibrated. She picked it up and saw a message from Chen Cheng: ¡°Don¡¯t work too hard, see you tonight.¡± Chapter 69 - 69 69 Sister-in-law ?Chapter 69: Chapter 69 Sister-in-law Chapter 69: Chapter 69 Sister-in-law The pre-opening thank-you banquet was a joint idea of Chen Cheng and Xiao Meier. As the first batch of guests before the official opening, the Willow Tree Three Tigers and their families had all arrived. However, when they saw the completely transformed Wanbao Hall, each of them couldn¡¯t believe their own eyes. ¡°Damn, Meier! Dacheng really has a good eye for things!¡± Feng Biao, holding the opening gift for Chen Xiao, walked in. ¡°This renovation, and this huge vase!¡± He circled the lobby and looked towards the stand, ¡°I¡¯ll just put the fortune cat here, alright!¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s smile was as radiant as flowers, ¡°Shu Biao, you¡¯re being too polite for coming to eat with us!¡± ¡°You¡¯ve already been a big help with the motorcade,¡± she said as she took the gift and carefully placed it. ¡°Eh, looking for some good luck!¡± Feng Biao laughed heartily. ¡°Where¡¯s Yingzi?¡± ¡°She should be here soon.¡± Feng Biao noticed Chen Cheng wasn¡¯t there, ¡°Eh? Where¡¯s Dacheng?¡± Xiao Meier replied: ¡°Stuck in traffic, he should arrive soon.¡± She happily chose a direction she liked for the fortune cat decoration and then said, ¡°You go on in first, Li Dinger and Xia Bao are already here.¡± ¡°Alright.¡± Feng Biao nodded, ¡°Wishing you great fortune on your opening, sister-in-law.¡± The term sister-in-law made Xiao Meier¡¯s cheeks blush slightly. ¡°I¡¯m waiting for Yingzi,¡± she said with a smile. ¡°You have to drink more tonight.¡± ¡°Definitely, drinking with Dacheng, I have to put my life on the line, right?¡± Feng Biao joked. Not long after Feng Biao left, Liu Ying, who had just finished work, also entered Wanbao Hall. Seeing Xiao Meier alone, she asked curiously, ¡°Hey, why are you by yourself?¡± Xiao Meier looked towards the door, ¡°Xiao Cheng is still on his way; he went to handle some matters this afternoon.¡± ¡°That must have been a traffic jam. When I was coming here, the line of cars was endless.¡± Liu Ying took Xiao Meier¡¯s arm, ¡°Come on, Meier, let¡¯s go inside and wait. It¡¯s not good for you to stand here alone.¡± Xiao Meier thought Liu Ying made sense. Although tonight¡¯s guests were all acquaintances, with Chen Cheng not present, she as the hostess should stand in for him and not neglect their friends. ¡°Okay, let¡¯s go inside,¡± Xiao Meier nodded, ¡°We¡¯ve got a big meal planned for tonight!¡± ¡°Hahaha, what delicious dishes have you prepared?¡± Liu Ying asked curiously, ¡°I heard from Shu Biao that Dacheng has hired a great chef!¡± Xiao Meier smiled and said, ¡°Yes, he is quite amazing.¡± ¡°Hey, Xiao Hai,¡± she greeted Chen Donghai, who was sitting in the lobby, ¡°when Xiao Cheng arrives, could you please tell him that everyone is here?¡± Chen Donghai stood up from his seat and nodded, ¡°Of course, Miss Xiao.¡± Xiao Meier couldn¡¯t help but look out the door one more time before she and Liu Ying headed to the only private room in Wanbao Hall. About twenty minutes later, the tardy Chen Cheng finally appeared at the entrance of Wanbao Hall. ¡°Mr. Chen, all the guests have arrived,¡± Chen Donghai reminded him. Chen Cheng nodded slightly, and just as he walked forward two steps, he stopped again. He took off the Rolex gifted by Xia Yubing and handed it to Chen Donghai, ¡°Hold this for me.¡± Chen Donghai accepted it with both hands, ¡°Sure thing, Mr. Chen.¡± Chen Cheng took a deep breath, his face wearing a smile, before he finally entered the private room. As the door opened, everyone¡¯s gaze turned to Chen Cheng, who had finally arrived. ¡°Sorry, the traffic was horrendous! I nearly walked here,¡± Chen Cheng said. Xiao Meier, who hadn¡¯t sat down yet, finally felt relief when Chen Cheng arrived. ¡°Look at the sweat you¡¯ve got.¡± She pulled out a few sheets of paper to wipe the sweat from Chen Cheng¡¯s face. Chen Cheng smiled faintly, ¡°That¡¯s enough.¡± ¡°Hey, look at these two. The more I look at Dacheng and Meier, the more they seem like a couple!¡± Feng Biao joked with a rhythm, ¡°A talented man and a beautiful lady, so well-matched!¡± Ding Chaohui nodded, ¡°That¡¯s what we say, Dacheng is really lucky! Having such a beautiful wife like Meier, his life is complete!¡± Xia Gaoqiang also joked: ¡°That¡¯s right, Dacheng, among us ¡®Willow Tree Four Tigers,¡¯ you¡¯re definitely the luckiest one!¡± ¡°What Four Tigers?!¡± Wang Hui slapped Xia Gaoqiang on the back, ¡°You¡¯re an adult now and still reminiscing about childhood? If you¡¯ve got time for that, you should find yourself a daughter-in-law to bring home!¡± ¡°Ow, Mom!¡± Xia Gaoqiang signaled with his eyes, ¡°We¡¯re here today to celebrate Dacheng and Xiao Er¡¯s wedding. Why bring this up now?¡± ¡°Look, Feng Biao got married to Yingzi, Cheng Cheng and Xiao Er have gotten together, and among you guys, only....¡± Xia Gaoqiang immediately pointed at Li Dinger, ¡°Hey, isn¡¯t Li Dinger also without a plan?¡± ¡°Sorry, I¡¯ve recently started dating someone.¡± Li Dinger lifted his teacup, ¡°In a few days, I¡¯ll introduce you all.¡± ¡°What are you saying, you suddenly started dating?¡± Xia Gaoqiang was quite surprised. Chen Cheng was also surprised about Li Dinger¡¯s sudden romance; he had never heard him mention it before. ¡°You need to step it up, now you¡¯re the only one left single,¡± Li Dinger said. Chen Cheng walked over to the table and sat down, ¡°Eh? Isn¡¯t your old man coming?¡± ¡°He¡¯ll come tomorrow. He¡¯s got to go dancing with those aunts tonight,¡± Li Dinger looked at Chen Cheng, ¡°Shall we start the meal?¡± ¡°Start!¡± Shortly after, Zhao Lingfang and others came in carrying appetizers. Dressed in qipaos tailored by Wang Hui herself, the girls¡¯ elegance shone through, as if they were beauties from an old era, adding an ancient charm to this thanksgiving banquet. On the white, fine bone china plates were exquisite dishes. ¡°Black truffle sturgeon roe mixed with fine celery.¡± The names of the dishes were gently and neatly echoed in the private room. Chen Cheng was quite satisfied with such service. After all, to have this level of coordination within just a few hours was pretty good. Wang Hui, the only elder present, had never seen such beautifully presented dishes in her life. She nudged Xia Gaoqiang¡¯s arm, ¡°Son, why is the name of this dish so long?¡± Although Xia Gaoqiang was a primary school PE teacher, he had often overheard the leaders talk when he was a substitute on the city team in his younger years. The seemingly ordinary cold celery dish in front of him was clearly pricey. ¡°Mom, this is really good stuff!¡± He replied, ¡°Dacheng has really spared no expense!¡± ¡°Boss, here¡¯s the allocated wine,¡± Zhao Lingfang brought over a tray to Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng gestured around, ¡°Everyone take one! No backing out today!¡± Then to Wang Hui he said, ¡°Aunt Hui, do you want corn juice, or...¡± ¡°I¡¯ll have tea,¡± Wang Hui looked at Chen Cheng affectionately, ¡°Cheng Cheng, your restaurant is so high-end? I¡¯ve never eaten these things in my life!¡± ¡°You can come here anytime you like from now on,¡± Chen Cheng said generously, ¡°When I was young, I ate at your place, now it¡¯s time to repay you.¡± ¡°You kid...¡± Wang Hui was quite moved. Chen Cheng smiled slightly, raising his glass, ¡°Let¡¯s drink first!¡± ¡°To Dacheng and Xiao Er, may your business prosper!¡± Xiao Meier also raised her glass, ¡°Thank you all for taking care of Xiao Cheng, I...¡± ¡°Xiao Er, from now on, Dacheng¡¯s gonna need your care!¡± Li Dinger said with a smile. Feng Biao took the chance to say, ¡°What ¡®Xiao Er¡¯? Starting today, let¡¯s switch and call her sister-in-law!¡± ¡°Sister-in-law!¡± ¡°Sister-in-law!¡± This was the first time Xiao Meier felt shy being called that privately. But now, her heart was filled with pride and contentment. Because Chen Cheng¡¯s three best buddies had accepted her, accepted the seemingly impossible love between her and Chen Cheng. She smiled radiantly, looking towards Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng took Xiao Meier¡¯s hand, ¡°For that statement, today we won¡¯t return until we¡¯re drunk!¡± ¡°Cheers!¡± Chapter 70 - 70 70 Her in the Parking Lot ?Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Her in the Parking Lot Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Her in the Parking Lot Everyone had a good amount to drink at dinner. Even Xiao Meier had eight liang of Wuliangye, looking all dizzy with a flush on her face. ¡°Feng Biao, I¡¯ll take Aunt Hui home first.¡± Liu Ying, one of the only three sober people around, hailed a taxi, ¡°You guys should drink less too, there are important things to do tomorrow!¡± ¡°Honey, don¡¯t you worry! We¡¯re just catching up!¡± Feng Biao said, his breath heavy with alcohol, ¡°Thanks for your hard work!¡± Xia Gaoqiang: ¡°Yingzi, it¡¯s really such a bother for you.¡± Wang Hui smiled continually, as if the three in her eyes were still children, talking about everything under the sun. ¡°Aunt, the car¡¯s here.¡± Liu Ying opened the car door and reminded again, ¡°You¡¯re only allowed to drink, no going for a foot bath, okay?¡± ¡°Got it!¡± After Wang Hui and Liu Ying left, Feng Biao took out some cigarettes and offered them to the others: ¡°Hey, where¡¯s Dacheng?¡± ¡°He¡¯s gone to take care of his wife, I bet?¡± Xia Gaoqiang lit a cigarette, ¡°You know, I never noticed before, but Sister Meier can really hold her liquor!¡± ¡°Isn¡¯t that the truth? I was dumbfounded after just one drink!¡± Ding Suo was truly impressed, ¡°Dacheng is really living the good life!¡± Chen Cheng certainly was enjoying himself. Xiao Meier, drunk as she was, was all weak and limp, but still said, ¡°Xiao Cheng, don¡¯t mind me. Go take care of Shu Biao and the others first.¡± Chen Cheng carried her upstairs, ¡°Okay, I¡¯ll just put you on the bed and then I¡¯ll go.¡± ¡°I¡¯m not drunk~¡± Xiao Meier mumbled. But as soon as her head hit the pillow, she closed her eyes immediately, as if all her energy had been drained in that moment. Chen Cheng turned on the air conditioning, covered her with a thin blanket, and looked at Xiao Meier¡¯s peaceful sleeping face, feeling an inexplicable emotion welling up inside him. Xiao Meier¡¯s lips curved slightly upwards; she must be having a beautiful dream. Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol, but her expression seemed especially gentle. ¡°Sister Meier?¡± Chen Cheng called softly. Xiao Meier didn¡¯t respond, but her plump lips smacked together twice. Chen Cheng stood up, took a deep breath, turned off the lights, and then went downstairs. Outside the noodle shop, Feng Biao, Xia Gaoqiang, and Ding Suo were still drinking, talking about the past. Chen Cheng walked over and joined them. ¡°You¡¯re here?¡± Feng Biao flicked his cigarette ashes, ¡°You¡¯re pretty quick!¡± Xia Gaoqiang suggested, ¡°Drink some more?¡± ¡°Let¡¯s skip drinking!¡± Ding Suo waved his hands, ¡°We have the grand opening tomorrow! What if we really get hammered, what then?¡± ¡°I always say Ding Suo is the one who thinks things through!¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s eyes danced and he leaned in, ¡°How about a foot bath?¡± Feng Biao took a heavy drag, ¡°Let¡¯s go!¡± ¡°Ha ha ha, you little rascal, ignoring Yingzi¡¯s words, huh?¡± Xia Gaoqiang joked, ¡°She just told you, and you forget as soon as you turn around?¡± ¡°Are you coming or not?¡± Feng Biao retorted. ¡°Let¡¯s go, whoever doesn¡¯t is a coward!¡± Chen Cheng checked the time, ¡°Let¡¯s not go far, just find somewhere nearby.¡± ¡°Worried about Sister Meier, right?¡± Ding Suo put his arm around Chen Cheng¡¯s shoulder, ¡°I knew your mind wasn¡¯t here!¡± He put out his cigarette, ¡°Alright, you go back and take good care of her. We¡¯ll find a place to hang out for a while.¡± ¡°How could I do that?¡± Chen Cheng pretended to insist on going, ¡°I can¡¯t give you guys anything to hold against me!¡± ¡°Cough, listen to you! It¡¯s not a wedding today, but it¡¯s not far off.¡± Xia Gaoqiang added, ¡°Go back, the three of us will have fun.¡± ¡°Am I really not going?¡± Chen Cheng asked again. All three shook their heads, Feng Biao even hailed a taxi, ¡°The three of us in one cab is enough, adding you, it¡¯d be too cramped!¡± Ding Suo and Xia Gaoqiang also headed to the taxi, Ding Suo adding, ¡°If Yingzi asks tomorrow...¡± ¡°I¡¯ll just say we went to Houhai for some skewers.¡± Chen Cheng replied. ¡°Zhao Si¡¯s skewers!¡± Feng Biao mentioned the details, ¡°The table by the window!¡± ¡°Got it, you guys go have fun!¡± Chen Cheng closed the car door for the trio, ¡°You guys are really living it up!¡± ¡°Now you¡¯re feeling envious, huh?¡± Feng Biao shook his head proudly, ¡°I¡¯m off.¡± ¡°Take care!¡± Chen Cheng watched the taxi drive away until he could no longer see its taillights, then he dialed Chen Donghai¡¯s number, ¡°Xiao Hai, take me to Jingfa Bank.¡± .... In the basement garage of Jingfa Bank, Chen Donghai returned the Rolex to Chen Cheng, ¡°Mr. Chen, I¡¯m going to step out for some fresh air. After you finish talking, I¡¯ll come back.¡± Chen Cheng nodded and put on the watch again, ¡°Alright.¡± Tap tap tap. The sound of high heels tapping against the ground. Chen Donghai got out of the car, nodded a greeting to Xia Yubing who was approaching, and then left. Xia Yubing opened the rear door, smoothed out her dress, and sat down. She smelled a strong scent of alcohol, ¡°Have you been drinking?¡± ¡°A little,¡± Chen Cheng leaned back in his seat. ¡°Where do you want to take me?¡± Xia Yubing looped her arm through Chen Cheng¡¯s, her fingers tracing circles on the back of his hand. Chen Cheng turned to look at her, her eyes full of longing, ¡°Nowhere in particular.¡± Xia Yubing blinked curiously, but a second later, it seemed she understood Chen Cheng¡¯s idea. She started unbuttoning Chen Cheng¡¯s shirt, her cool fingertips gliding over his warm chest, finally pausing three inches above his belt, waiting for Chen Cheng¡¯s command. Chen Cheng lifted her chin, ¡°Have you been waiting all night?¡± ¡°Mhm.¡± ¡°Shall we start now?¡± Xia Yubing nodded, learning from their last encounter, she conscientiously tied up her hair, then dutifully lowered her head. Chen Cheng closed his eyes, savoring Xia Yubing¡¯s service, while she transformed all the longing from the past two days into a rhythmic motion, fully indulging in it. At this moment, the back seat of the Dacheng became a world belonging only to the two of them. ¡°My cousin is working overtime again tonight.¡± Driving back to Jingfa Bank, Tong Jialu glanced at the takeaway night snacks on the passenger seat, ¡°I wonder if she¡¯s hungry.¡± After parking the car, Tong Jialu picked up the bag and walked towards the elevator. But she hadn¡¯t gone more than five or six meters when she saw that Dacheng she had ridden in before, also parked in the parking lot. ¡°Brother Cheng is here too?¡± she mused, a smile appearing on her lips, ¡°I knew Brother Cheng is really good to my cousin! He even comes to keep her company during overtime!¡± Curiosity drove her to confirm the license plate. However, as she got closer, she noticed that the car was rhythmically and slightly shaking. ¡°Ah... what!¡± Through the dim light of the parking lot, Tong Jialu, although she couldn¡¯t see the faces, saw those very familiar long legs, wearing the nude, side-cut CLs she had just bought, limply and alternately dangling over the front seats. She covered her mouth in surprise and took a couple of unconscious steps back. ¡°Miss Tong.¡± Chen Donghai¡¯s voice came from behind Tong Jialu. Startled, the things in her hands dropped to the ground. ¡°I...¡± Tong Jialu hurriedly picked them up and quickly walked toward her Mercedes-Benz C, ¡°I didn¡¯t see anything.¡± She locked the car doors, her hands tightly gripping the steering wheel, thinking to herself: ¡°How could they be in...¡± ¡°Brother Cheng, he...¡± Tong Jialu bit her lip, her legs tightly clenched together, ¡°He seems quite impressive!¡± Chapter 71 - 71 71 unknowns Email ?Chapter 71: Chapter 71 unknown¡¯s Email Chapter 71: Chapter 71 unknown¡¯s Email The pre-dawn hours had not yet drawn the curtain on Beijing. This city, it seems, has never truly had a night, just countless illuminated dawns. The Da Lao moved steadily through the streets, light and shadow interchanging, the only sounds beside the faint tire noise were the gentle breeze from the vents. Chen Donghai, who was driving, reported candidly to Chen Cheng seated in the back: ¡°Mr. Chen, Miss Tong just came by.¡± Chen Cheng, who was focused on wiping a lipstick mark from the hem of his shirt, casually asked upon hearing the report: ¡°What did she say?¡± ¡°Miss Tong said she didn¡¯t see anything.¡± Upon that answer, Chen Cheng was taken aback for half a second, then smiled, ¡°Good, I know now.¡± ¡°Also, Xiao Hai. Tomorrow you go look for some houses for sale for me.¡± Chen Cheng instructed, ¡°Preferably near Chaoyang, three-bedroom or four-bedroom suites are both fine.¡± ¡°Got it, Mr. Chen.¡± The Da Lao headed in the direction of Big Willow Tree, and Chen Cheng, watching the retreating street lamps outside the car window, felt as if the dreamlike Beijing had received a perfect interpretation that night. [Interest settled today] [You have earned 6,424,623.15 yuan] [Current funds: 133,088,408.46 yuan] [Consumption: 703,493/1,000,000] [Current interest rate: 5.07%] [Tool: Requires 300,000 to unlock] The clock had just passed twelve when Chen Cheng¡¯s interest settlement interface arrived as expected. This was the last day for a billion yuan in his account; once today¡¯s sun rose and the contract with CGG was signed, this billion would no longer belong to him. But at this moment, Chen Cheng was already content. Recalling ten days ago, he struggled desperately to make money. And now, money seems to be just a number that keeps increasing for him. The meaning of life is no longer just blindly mining this gold mine, but seeking a more colorful and interesting life. ¡°Let¡¯s swipe one last time!¡± Chen Cheng saw that the [Consumption] column was just 300,000 short of an upgrade, and bit the bullet and unlocked the tool. [Interest rate upgraded!] [Current daily interest rate: 5.08%] [Current funds: 132,788,408.46 yuan] [Consumption: 3,493/1,000,000] Ding. The sound rang simultaneously on Chen Cheng¡¯s mobile phone and in his mind. [Congratulations on obtaining a photocopy of the Sponsorship Agreement signed by Wen Shulin] [It has been sent to your email, please check] Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow and opened his Gmail. An email from an unknown sender prominently appeared in the inbox. ¡°300,000 for this thing?¡± With some confusion, Chen Cheng clicked on the email, and when he saw the content, his pupils contracted slightly. Party A: Piert Richard Party B: Wen Shulin Chen Cheng recalled the conversation with Jin Bao at the entrance of Wanbao Hall that day and immediately connected this Piert to that old man. The agreement clearly stipulated that Party B, Wen Shulin, must fully comply with Party A¡¯s arrangements during the agreement period, be on call, and not have overly intimate contact with other men. In return, Party A must provide Party B with a substantial living allowance, luxury goods, and various other enjoyments. Upon closer examination, Party A paid Party B a sponsorship fee of fifteen thousand yuan per month, which didn¡¯t include Wen Shulin¡¯s daily living costs, socializing expenses, career development support, and so on. Chen Cheng swiped through the screen quickly and was quite surprised when he saw the date of signature. Seventeen or eighteen years ago, a costly fee of 150,000 per month, which was tenfold the average monthly salary of 15,000 at that time. ¡°Is she worth that much money?¡± Chen Cheng recalled the first time he saw Wen Shulin at the gym. They say time spares no one of their beauty, but on her, one could still see the ravages of time, yet her younger beauty was still apparent. However, this contract from back then, under the current regulations of the Civil Code, no longer had any legal effect. ¡°It seems, this was spending 300,000 to catch up on some juicy gossip!¡± Chen Cheng sighed lightly. Just as he was about to exit the email, he noticed the third-to-last clause in the contract. ¡°If Party B is able to bear children for Party A, Party B will receive a villa in the Mid-Levels of Hong Kong Island and a co-chairman position on the board of directors of CGG, as well as participation in the profit-sharing of CGG¡¯s mainland subsidiary projects.¡± Upon reading this, Chen Cheng¡¯s confusion from the day was instantly dissipated like the clouds parting to reveal the moon. ¡°No way, she has children?¡± Chen Cheng sat up straight, ¡°Mr. Jin never mentioned this!¡± Taking another look at the name of Party A, Chen Cheng immediately went online to search. Sure enough, according to Baidu Baike, this Piert was a blue-eyed foreigner with blonde hair. ¡°Damn, this is quite a juicy story!¡± Chen Cheng leaned back in his chair, ¡°So does that mean Wen Shulin has a mixed heritage child?¡± He thought and guessed along the way but still couldn¡¯t figure out whether this mixed heritage child was a boy or a girl. He searched online for information about CGG, but judging from the publicly disclosed positions, he couldn¡¯t find anyone who matched the appearance of being mixed-race. ... ¡°Mr. Chen, we¡¯ve arrived.¡± Da Lao steadied to a stop in front of Fennel Noodle House. Chen Cheng nodded, ¡°Thanks, Xiao Hai.¡± ¡°It¡¯s my duty.¡± Chen Donghai turned to take a glance at Chen Cheng who was about to get off, reminding him, ¡°Mr. Chen, your watch.¡± Chen Cheng came back to his senses, took off his watch, and casually placed it in the back seat, ¡°Alright, you get some rest.¡± Chen Donghai secured the watch for him, ¡°Sure, Mr. Chen.¡± Chen Cheng walked towards the noodle house, lifted the rolling gate, and tiptoed into the bathroom. He checked all his clothes, put them in the washing machine, and even took extra care to hand wash his underwear. After eliminating all evidence, only then did he go upstairs. Compared to two hours ago, Xiao Meier was still asleep, only her sleeping position had changed. From lying on her back to sprawling out in a big ¡°da¡± character. Looking at the soundly sleeping Xiao Meier on the bed, Chen Cheng¡¯s lips curled up slightly in a smile. He rearranged her sprawled limbs and lay down on his pillow. Chen Cheng gazed at Xiao Meier¡¯s delicate face, her slightly trembling eyelashes, her gently closed red lips, and her soft cheeks, all becoming more enchanting and attractive under the gentle moonlight. He reached out and brushed aside the hair from her forehead, a surge of indescribable emotions welling up inside him. ¡°I¡¯m back.¡± Xiao Meier murmured, and then half-clung onto Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng was unsettled by her soft murmurs, as her ample thigh pressed down on him, cold and smooth. ¡°You¡¯re awake...¡± Before Chen Cheng could finish his sentence, even breaths came from Xiao Meier¡¯s nostrils. ¡°She¡¯s still not awake.¡± Chen Cheng looked at her closed eyes, reached out to steady her shoulder, and looked up at the ceiling. He thought: ¡°When I buy a house, I can give Xiao Meier a home.¡± Chen Cheng turned his head to look, planted a light kiss on Xiao Meier¡¯s forehead, and then closed his eyes. The night remained tranquil. And their story continued. Chapter 72 - 72 72 Wanbao Hall Opens ?Chapter 72: Chapter 72 Wanbao Hall Opens Chapter 72: Chapter 72 Wanbao Hall Opens The next day, Chen Cheng and Xiao Meier got up early. ¡°Ah? Xiao Cheng! How did I get back last night?¡± Xiao Meier held her head, seemingly unable to remember the events of the day before, ¡°How much did I drink?¡± Chen Cheng lay in bed, eyeing the beautiful back covered by long hair, teasingly said: ¡°Sister Meier, you have no idea how much effort it took to get you upstairs.¡± Xiao Meier rubbed her temples, ¡°I really can¡¯t remember.¡± ¡°Then...¡± she looked down at the nightgown she was wearing, ¡°Did you change my clothes?¡± Chen Cheng grinned, ¡°Who else could it be?¡± Xiao Meier lay down again, tracing circles on Chen Cheng¡¯s chest with her fingers, ¡°I won¡¯t drink that much anymore.¡± ¡°You¡¯re quite adorable when you¡¯re drunk,¡± Chen Cheng remarked. ¡°Really?¡± Chen Cheng nodded firmly, ¡°You kept calling me hubby, insisting over and over. I mean...¡± Xiao Meier furrowed her brows, eyeing Chen Cheng¡¯s mischievous smile, ¡°You¡¯re teasing me again! I definitely didn¡¯t say that!¡± ¡°Hahaha, I can¡¯t even lie to you.¡± Chen Cheng laughed, ¡°Last night, when you were drunk, you slept soundly. You didn¡¯t say anything.¡± ¡°Did you and Shu Biao go out?¡± ¡°We just went to get some skewers and had a couple of drinks before coming back,¡± Chen Cheng said nonchalantly, ¡°Everyone knows today is a big day, so they kept it moderate!¡± Xiao Meier smiled happily, ¡°That¡¯s good. Alright, let¡¯s get up too.¡± Chen Cheng made a sound of agreement, just as he was about to sit up, Xiao Meier noticed something awkward. ¡°You...¡± Her face blushed, ¡°How could this happen?¡± ¡°Uh, this... it¡¯s just a normal reaction...¡± Xiao Meier sighed lightly, ¡°I can never manage you.¡± She brushed back her hair, lying back into Chen Cheng¡¯s arms, whispering in his ear: ¡°Hubby, we don¡¯t have much time.¡± ¡°Uh...¡± ¡°My period just ended, the day after tomorrow, you should be able to...¡± ¡°Uh!¡± ... At Wanbao Hall, there were fifty or sixty flower baskets, with golden congratulatory messages gleaming in the sunlight, showing the grandeur and liveliness of today¡¯s opening ceremony. Feng Biao had arranged for a fleet of cars that neatly parked in the parking area. A line of black Mercedes, they looked quite impressive. Xiao Meier, dressed in her finest ceremonial attire, had a radiant smile and took charge like a hostess, greeting everyone who came. ¡°Xiao Cheng, has Mr. Jin arrived?¡± she checked the time on a blue balloon, ¡°It¡¯s almost time.¡± Chen Cheng was chatting casually with Feng Biao, ¡°Should be here soon. He said he left forty minutes ago.¡± In the midst of their conversation, Tong Jialu¡¯s Mercedes C appeared among the rows of cars. The red paint was particularly striking. Xia Yubing got out from the passenger side, going to the back to get the gift they brought for Wanbao Hall¡¯s opening. ¡°Wow sis, it¡¯s so lively!¡± Tong Jialu looked at the drummers not far away, ¡°Brother Cheng really is...¡± Both sisters were also dressed up for the occasion. Xia Yubing in a knitted long dress showed off her figure doubtlessly, and the Valentino shoes were equally striking and bold. Tong Jialu, in a youthful and bubbly JK fashion, wore white socks that just reached her calves paired with AJ sneakers, looking like a lively girl straight out of an anime. She recalled the scene from the parking lot last night and couldn¡¯t help but blush. But Xia Yubing was as aloof as usual, none of the heat from the backseat remained. ¡°Give it to him,¡± Xia Yubing handed a bouquet of sunflowers to Tong Jialu. Tong Jialu nodded, accepted the bouquet, and headed towards Wanbao Hall. ¡°Brother Cheng! Best wishes for your opening!¡± Chen Cheng turned around at their arrival, which was both expected and unexpected. ¡°Thank you.¡± He responded, then took the bouquet from Tong Jialu¡¯s hand. Xiao Meier thought the young girl looked familiar, after a moment of thought, she remembered her as the girl who offered her a drink at the bar that night. ¡°Xiao Cheng, your friend is here?¡± Chen Cheng introduced, ¡°Sister Meier, this is Manager Tong. You¡¯ve met before.¡± Tong Jialu and Xiao Meier nodded. Feng Biao took one look and exclaimed, ¡°Isn¡¯t that the lady who bought us drinks the other day?¡± ¡°It¡¯s me.¡± Tong Jialu did not deny it. Meanwhile, Xia Yubing silently observed Xiao Meier. She noticed the Blue Balloon watch on her wrist, only then realizing that the gift Chen Cheng bought that day was for her. Seeing Chen Cheng¡¯s bare wrist, the astute Xia Yubing instantly understood that Xiao Meier was the woman Chen Cheng truly cared for. ¡°This is Director Xia from Jing Publishing.¡± Chen Cheng then introduced, ¡°This is Xiao Meier.¡± Xia Yubing raised her chin proudly, revealing a beautiful swan neck, and extended her hand. ¡°Miss Xiao, hello. I¡¯m Xia Yubing.¡± This was the first time Xiao Meier had met such a cold beauty; she reciprocated the handshake, ¡°Hello, Director Xia.¡± She politely said, ¡°I often hear Xiao Cheng mention you.¡± Xia Yubing¡¯s gaze swept over Chen Cheng¡¯s face, ¡°Mr. Chen also often speaks of you.¡± Xiao Meier smiled radiantly as she took the flowers from Chen Cheng¡¯s hand, ¡°Xiao Cheng, you go ahead with your friend and take a seat. I¡¯ll go put these away.¡± ¡°Alright, take your time.¡± Chen Cheng led them to sit on the chairs set up at the entrance of Wanbao Hall. He noticed Xia Yubing¡¯s cold expression and knew what she was thinking. ¡°Brother Cheng, this place of yours is really impressive!¡± The one who understood Xia Yubing best, Tong Jialu, also sensed the tension in the air and changed the topic, ¡°I heard the chefs are all poached from five-star hotels, right?¡± Chen Cheng, with one hand in his pocket, nodded in acknowledgment. ¡°You two sit for a while, I¡¯m busy.¡± ¡°Okay! Go ahead!¡± After Chen Cheng left, Tong Jialu touched Xia Yubing¡¯s elbow and whispered softly, ¡°Sister, don¡¯t be sad.¡± ¡°I have no right to be sad,¡± Xia Yubing responded, ¡°I just didn¡¯t expect that the woman by his side would be so beautiful.¡± ¡°But you are beautiful too!¡± Tong Jialu took Xia Yubing¡¯s hand, ¡°My sister is the number one beauty.¡± Xia Yubing looked up at Xiao Meier, who was next to Chen Cheng, and asked, ¡°Is what they have love?¡± ¡°I heard that Brother Cheng opened this place just for her,¡± Tong Jialu also felt envious, ¡°Those chefs, their yearly salary reaches over two million!¡± ¡°Ah, if only I had met him earlier...¡± Xia Yubing¡¯s mind flashed with all kinds of unlikely possibilities. Tong Jialu comforted her, ¡°Sister, let¡¯s not yearn for these things anymore. We just hope that Brother Cheng treats us well.¡± The Land Cruiser arrived. Jin Baogen arrived. Getting out of the car, he walked over with Li Zhida. ¡°Mr. Jin, Li Xing,¡± Chen Cheng greeted. ¡°Congratulations, Mr. Chen,¡± Li Zhida said with a smile beaming across his face. Jin Baogen¡¯s eyes were fixed on the signboard covered in red cloth which had already been installed. ¡°Mr. Chen, when is the auspicious hour?¡± Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°The moment you and Li Xing arrive, that is the auspicious time.¡± ¡°Hahaha, Mr. Chen, you¡¯re smooth,¡± Jin Baogen laughed aloud. Chen Cheng said, ¡°I¡¯ll get things ready here.¡± ¡°Alright.¡± Xiao Meier led Jin Baogen and Li Zhida to the rest area, while Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu, upon seeing the arrivals, stood up to greet, ¡°Mr. Jin, Bank President.¡± Jin Baogen smiled faintly, ¡°Sit.¡± They then sat down. Meanwhile, Feng Biao and others were already holding sparklers on both sides, just waiting for Chen Cheng to pull the red cloth. Chen Cheng: ¡°E¡¯er, let¡¯s do this together.¡± ¡°Ah? Should I go too?¡± Xiao Meier was surprised. ¡°Of course, this is our Wanbao Hall.¡± Hearing Chen Cheng say this, Xiao Meier linked her arm with his, and they stood under the signboard, each grabbing one end of the red rope. Bang, bang, bang! A shower of colorful confetti filled the air. The long-sealed words ¡°Wanbao Hall¡± gleamed under the sunlight. On this ordinary yet meaningful morning, it once again presented its former glory and new life to the world. Chapter 73 - 73 73 Acceptance of Achievements ?Chapter 73: Chapter 73 Acceptance of Achievements Chapter 73: Chapter 73 Acceptance of Achievements Wanbao Hall, Mountain Tea Room. Yesterday¡¯s parental discussions had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a deal involving money. Chen Cheng sat in the private room, recalling the practice of the past three days, waiting for CGG¡¯s representative to enter. He closed his eyes, his mind constantly weighing two numbers: 3.65%, 1.75%. The former was Chen Cheng¡¯s calculated bottom line for CGG, the latter was his bargaining range for this transaction. Soon, three crisp knocks sounded at the door. Chen Cheng straightened up, ¡°Come in.¡± The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a suit entered. ¡°Mr. Chen, my name is Liao Junfeng, from the CGG Fund Department. It¡¯s a pleasure to meet you.¡± ¡°Mr. Liao, hello.¡± Chen Cheng also stood up, shaking his hand. Both sat down. Liao Junfeng took out a notebook and a stack of paper documents from his briefcase. He calmly said, ¡°Mr. Chen, regarding the pure debt fund that CGG intends to issue, we anticipate the interest rate to be 5.45%.¡± Chen Cheng listened to Liao Junfeng¡¯s presentation, already clear in his mind. This figure was exactly what Jin Baogen had mentioned that day. ¡°As a seasoned licensed institution in the mainland, CGG has profound experience and good performance in the fund sector,¡± Liao Junfeng continued: ¡°Of course, Mr. Jin Baogen and we have been old friends. Now that Mr. Chen is taking over this project, we will show utmost sincerity.¡± After hearing his introduction, Chen Cheng responded, ¡°Mr. Liao, I truly appreciate CGG¡¯s trust. At the same time, I highly value the opportunity for this cooperation.¡± He ventured, ¡°However, is there any flexibility we could have regarding the interest rate?¡± Faced with Chen Cheng¡¯s direct approach, Liao Junfeng was not flustered, ¡°Mr. Chen, of course, we can discuss. That¡¯s also why I¡¯m here.¡± Chen Cheng slightly nodded, ¡°Then, since Mr. Liao has spoken candidly, I¡¯ll be frank as well.¡± He paused for a moment, his gaze gradually sharpening, ¡°5.45%, I cannot accept that rate.¡± Liao Junfeng did not interrupt Chen Cheng but listened patiently to him. Meanwhile, he was speculating about Chen Cheng¡¯s psychological expected price. ¡°We¡¯ve collaborated before and this won¡¯t be our last.¡± Chen Cheng continued: ¡°3.65% is the number I can accept.¡± Liao Junfeng quickly typed on his keyboard, pulling up the scheduled repayment speed model, then shook his head: ¡°Mr. Chen, the number you¡¯ve provided doesn¡¯t show a profitable point for CGG,¡± he said to Chen Cheng, ¡°As you know, this round of funding comes from Beijing¡¯s issuance. We need to be accountable for their repayment speed.¡± Chen Cheng nodded in deep agreement, ¡°Then what is the lowest interest rate you can offer?¡± ¡°5.25%,¡± Liao Junfeng stated serenely, ¡°0.2% may seem small, but it¡¯s quite significant when dealing with half a billion.¡± Chen Cheng eyed that sincerely-like smile, keeping his expression neutral, ¡°One million, frankly, is indeed a lot.¡± A triumphant glint flashed in Liao Junfeng¡¯s eyes. In his view, the young Chen Cheng, compared to the seasoned Jin Baogen, still lacked the essence. ¡°But this one million, if placed here,¡± Chen Cheng gestured around the room, ¡°a slight saving on costs would match it.¡± Liao Junfeng¡¯s smile stiffened. ¡°0.2% sounds nice, like a friendly price from you, Mr. Liao,¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s expression darkened, ¡°but frankly, it feels more like a probe, trying to see where my bottom line really lies.¡± Liao Junfeng¡¯s expression also grew serious, having not expected the seemingly young Chen Cheng to be so astute, seeing through his little scheme at a glance. A chill went through him as he began to reevaluate this opponent. ¡°Mr. Chen, that was a serious remark.¡± Liao Junfeng attempted to ease the atmosphere, ¡°CGG has always stood by integrity, and the figures we present are thoughtfully considered.¡± Chen Cheng smiled slightly, ¡°Mr. Liao, I believe in your sincerity. But I also believe that in business, no one easily reveals their hand.¡± ¡°But I¡¯ve already extended my utmost sincerity, revealing my cards to you,¡± Chen Cheng continued. ¡°You should show yours, correct?¡± Liao Junfeng looked again at the 3.65% in the repayment model, his nostrils slightly flaring as he calculated his next offer in his mind. ¡°Mr. Chen is straightforward.¡± Thirty seconds later, Liao Junfeng spoke again: ¡°5%, we¡¯ve already conceded 0.45%. This time...¡± ¡°Discussing over two hundred thousand, I don¡¯t think it¡¯s worth wasting more of our time here.¡± Chen Cheng leaned comfortably against his chair, directly gazing at the man before him, ¡°I believe there are others more efficient who will accept my offer.¡± Liao Junfeng was startled, not expecting Chen Cheng to so resolutely refuse. He thought he had offered a sufficiently sincere price; 225,000 yuan would have closed Chen Cheng¡¯s mouth. But things did not proceed as he had envisioned. The Chen Cheng before him, although not famous, displayed an authoritative and unrestrained boldness about money. That kind of demeanor can¡¯t be faked. ¡°Mr. Chen...¡± Before Liao Junfeng could finish, Chen Cheng raised his hand to interrupt, ¡°Mr. Liao, we¡¯ve also talked for nearly twenty minutes. One last chance, I trust you can give a price that both of us can accept.¡± Liao Junfeng looked at his stern face, feeling as if he had received an ultimatum. ¡°I need to make a phone call.¡± Chen Cheng: ¡°Please do.¡± After locking his computer screen, Liao Junfeng walked out of the private room. Chen Cheng took several deep breaths, slightly sipped his tea, waiting for what would follow. About a quarter of an hour later, Liao Junfeng returned. He told Chen Cheng, ¡°Mr. Chen, CGG¡¯s final price can go down to 4.2%, that¡¯s already a substantial concession.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s lips curled into a slight smile, extending his hand. Liao Junfeng thought the deal was settled, hurriedly shaking it, ¡°Mr. Chen, our cooperation...¡± ¡°Mr. Liao, today my small shop is celebrating its opening, welcoming friends from all walks of life.¡± Chen Cheng spoke unflurriedly: ¡°Business did not go through, but honor remains. Although we couldn¡¯t agree on work, I¡¯m still willing to make your acquaintance.¡± ¡°So, please help me taste test later. If there are any issues, our kitchen can make improvements.¡± Liao Junfeng went rigid. Faced with Chen Cheng¡¯s dismissal, his expression was noticeably uncomfortable. ¡°Mr. Chen, you really won¡¯t reconsider?¡± ¡°Otherwise, why don¡¯t you go out and make another call?¡± Chen Cheng retorted, continuing, ¡°This is the kind of opportunity only available between friends.¡± Liao Junfeng pursed his lips, while Chen Cheng recited the lines he had rehearsed the other day: ¡°If CGG doesn¡¯t want to do it, there are plenty of institutions outside clamoring to do it.¡± ¡°Mr. Chen, I need half an hour,¡± Liao Junfeng said firmly, ¡°I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer.¡± Chapter 74 - 74 74 Wen Shulins Arrival ?Chapter 74: Chapter 74 Wen Shulin¡¯s Arrival Chapter 74: Chapter 74 Wen Shulin¡¯s Arrival Half an hour later, it wasn¡¯t just Liao Junfeng who entered the private room. Unexpectedly for Chen Cheng, Wen Shulin showed up. Today, she wore an orange short jacket, a black base shirt, and jeans that greatly emphasized her figure. And the Hermes double-sided Kelly bag in her hand was understated yet conspicuous. ¡°Mr. Chen.¡± She casually placed her bag on the table, strode forward with a face full of smiles, still speaking in that thick Hong Kong accent, ¡°Wishing you wealth and prosperity!¡± Chen Cheng already knew the background of Wen Shulin, but he hadn¡¯t exposed this woman who packaged herself very well. ¡°Miss Wen, we meet again.¡± They shook hands, her grip nowhere near as soft as Xiao Meier or Xia Yubing¡¯s. To be precise, it felt muscular from long-term fitness and weight training. He invited Wen Shulin to take a seat. Once she sat down, her legs naturally crossed, and her already tight jeans stretched even tighter. Wen Shulin flipped her shoulder-length curly hair back, ¡°I heard from Ah Feng that Mr. Chen, your appetite is not small.¡± Chen Cheng smiled lightly: ¡°Well, everybody likes money.¡± ¡°Business can be discussed slowly,¡± he added. ¡°Mr. Jin has just found a very capable successor.¡± Wen Shulin was calm, ¡°Mr. Chen, you truly are an expert.¡± ¡°Miss Wen flatters me.¡± Chen Cheng smiled in response, ¡°Since Mr. Jin has handed me this project, it¡¯s also my duty to deliver a satisfactory outcome to him, right?¡± Wen Shulin nodded repeatedly, continuing, ¡°I can agree to 3.65%, but I have a small request.¡± Chen Cheng gestured, ¡°Please, go ahead.¡± Wen Shulin gave Liao Junfeng a look, and he got up and left the room, giving space to both of them. ¡°CGG is promoting a star fund manager, if we agree to this rate, then we want to hand over this project to her,¡± Wen Shulin said with a smile in her eyes. Chen Cheng responded calmly, ¡°That seems to be an internal matter for CGG, right?¡± ¡°What I mean is, we can accept these five hundred million this time,¡± Wen Shulin continued. ¡°Next time, I want the priority for the projects.¡± Chen Cheng understood, he looked into her astute eyes and asked with a smile, ¡°Miss Wen, do you have new targets in mind?¡± Wen Shulin did not directly answer but said, ¡°Mr. Chen has bought my two most satisfactory works, this request isn¡¯t too excessive, is it?¡± Chen Cheng chuckled, ¡°I trust CGG, and Mr. Jin often says, I should closely cooperate with Miss Wen.¡± ¡°Since you can agree to what I want, then the priority under the same conditions shouldn¡¯t be a big issue.¡± He added more terms for Wen Shulin. Wen Shulin smiled slightly, ¡°Mr. Chen, you really are cautious at every step, ensuring not to trap yourself.¡± She stared at Chen Cheng and said, ¡°Under the same conditions, prioritize contacting CGG. So, the external rate for this five-hundred-million fund will be 3.65%.¡± ¡°I always enjoy dealing with straightforward people like Miss Wen,¡± Chen Cheng said with a smile. Wen Shulin reached out her hand again, ¡°Pleased to cooperate, Mr. Chen.¡± ¡°Pleased to cooperate.¡± Later, Chen Cheng and Liao Junfeng signed a contract with an interest rate of 3.65%. Meanwhile, Tong Jialu, who had been waiting outside, entered the room. Upon seeing Wen Shulin, her eyes showed a hint of fear. She naturally approached Chen Cheng¡¯s side, took out a U-shield, and plugged it into the laptop. Chen Cheng entered the password, and a hundred million from the account was transferred at that moment. [Current Funds: 33,088,408.46 Yuan] ¡°Mr. Chen, I heard your kitchen staff is from the Ritz-Carlton?¡± Having finished their business, Wen Shulin asked curiously, ¡°That must have taken a lot of effort, right?¡± Chen Cheng offered an invite, ¡°Would Miss Wen care to join me to try the dishes?¡± ¡°Sure.¡± Tong Jialu hugged the notebook and said, ¡°Brother Cheng, I¡¯ll be leaving first.¡± Chen Cheng nodded, ¡°Thanks for your hard work.¡± He thought of something else but did not say it in front of Wen Shulin, only mentioning, ¡°I¡¯ll send you a message later.¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s gaze faltered, and she gripped the notebook even harder nervously. ¡°Okay...¡± Wen Shulin watched Tong Jialu¡¯s reaction and teased with a laugh, ¡°Mr. Chen sure likes to be straightforward with things.¡± Chen Cheng actually wanted to ask Tong Jialu to return the 10 million from Jin Baogen, but hearing Wen Shulin say that and seeing Tong Jialu¡¯s reaction, he instantly realized that they both misunderstood. He laughed out loud, ¡°It¡¯s good to be a bit straightforward.¡± Xiao Meier appeared at the door and asked, ¡°Xiao Cheng, is it okay to serve the dishes now?¡± She then glanced at Tong Jialu and the unfamiliar Wen Shulin and Liao Junfeng in the room, saying, ¡°You guys continue talking, I¡¯ll come back later.¡± Chen Cheng waved his hand, ¡°We¡¯re done talking, bring on the dishes.¡± ¡°Okay,¡± Xiao Meier turned and left. Tong Jialu also took the opportunity to slip away. He took out his phone and sent a message to Tong Jialu: ¡°Return Mr. Jin¡¯s 10 million to him.¡± ¡°Okay, Brother Cheng!¡± Soon, a series of exquisite dishes were brought to the table by Zhao Lingfang and others, and Wen Shulin realized from the presentation of the dishes that the rumors were true. ¡°Miss Wen, please try this,¡± Chen Cheng said. Wen Shulin nodded slightly, ¡°Mr. Chen, your Wanbao Hall is quite impressive.¡± ¡°Come often in the future.¡± ... That night was the first day of Wanbao Hall¡¯s business closing. Xiao Meier excitedly stood by the payment system, observing today¡¯s transactions. She nervously grabbed Chen Cheng¡¯s hand and pressed the summary button. ¡°Xiao Cheng!¡± She looked at the screen incredulously, ¡°Is this real? Am I seeing things? Is there a problem with the machine?¡± Chen Cheng also looked at the screen which showed a total revenue of 797,000 today. ¡°Isn¡¯t that a bit too much?¡± He moved the cursor to the details and immediately understood where the exaggerated sales figures came from. ¡°Mr. Jin charged 200,000 on his card.¡± ¡°Shu Biao charged 50,000 on behalf of his car dealership.¡± Xiao Meier read carefully, ¡°Hey? Li Dinger also personally charged 10,000!¡± ¡°Look, Xia Bao too,¡± Chen Cheng was also surprised, ¡°He charged 25,000!¡± Before he could finish, he realized the source of Xia Gaoqiang¡¯s charge. The envelope he gave to Xia Gaoqiang contained 30,000, presumably, this guy returned the surplus money this way. ¡°Bit by bit...¡± Xiao Meier continued looking, ¡°Wen Shulin? 500,000?!¡± She stared in horror at Chen Cheng, ¡°Xiao Cheng, is this Wen Shulin the lady who was in the private room today?¡± Chen Cheng took a deep breath, completely unexpected. ¡°Weren¡¯t you at the cashier?¡± he asked. Xiao Meier shook her head, ¡°Most of the time when the bills were settled, Yingzi was there. I¡¯ve been busy all day and haven¡¯t managed to...¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s brows furrowed. But Xiao Meier also calculated the accounts clearly, ¡°Xiao Cheng, excluding these, our real business revenue today was just a little over 10,000! So it seems, we might have incurred a small loss?¡± Chen Cheng wrapped his arm around Xiao Meier¡¯s shoulders, comforting her, ¡°Don¡¯t worry! Everything is hard at the beginning! We will succeed!¡± Chapter 75 - 75 75 You Never Worked for Me ?Chapter 75: Chapter 75 You Never Worked for Me Chapter 75: Chapter 75 You Never Worked for Me ¡°Mr. Jin, here are the profit margins from this deal with CGG, totaling nine million yuan.¡± The next day, inside Chaoyang Park. Chen Cheng and Tong Jialu appeared in a small pavilion by the lake, where Tong Jialu¡¯s tablet was detailing Chen Cheng¡¯s accomplishments. Jin Baogen was focused on tending to his beloved bird, without turning back, his voice full of praise: ¡°Mr. Chen, well done! You almost pushed Wen Shulin to her limit on your first attempt.¡± He closed a can of mealworms, turned around, and smiled, ¡°How does it feel?¡± Chen Cheng reminisced about his past struggles in the workplace, where he found earning money as hard as ascending to heaven. However, within just ten days, he found a new world in this field, and exclaimed: ¡°There¡¯s still so much to learn, isn¡¯t there!¡± Jin Baogen took out a cigarette and offered him one, ¡°Everything has a beginning, and to achieve such a low interest rate on your first try is quite remarkable.¡± ¡°I did agree to one condition with Wen Shulin.¡± Chen Cheng lit a cigarette and explained, ¡°The next time bonds are issued, CGG will be given priority under the same conditions.¡± Jin Baogen smiled, ¡°Of course, otherwise Xiao Wen wouldn¡¯t have agreed to your terms.¡± He continued, ¡°As for the nine million this time, you can keep it for now.¡± Chen Cheng could hardly believe his ears, ¡°Keep it?¡± ¡°Of course, it¡¯s yours since you completed the final stage of the whole transaction loop,¡± replied Jin Baogen. Tong Jialu, standing nearby, was immensely shocked by this conversation. She always thought Chen Cheng was just helping Jin Baogen as a representative, and Jin Baogen offered him some benefits in return, otherwise he wouldn¡¯t have come to her for a loan initially. But now it seemed, Jin Baogen¡¯s recognition of Chen Cheng was far beyond that. In just a few days, Chen Cheng had earned a profit margin of nine million, a figure she and Xia Yubing had strived for years to achieve. Feelings of envy and admiration began to take root in Tong Jialu¡¯s heart; in this moment, she deeply appreciated the subtle relationship between valuable support and personal effort. Not just Tong Jialu, Chen Cheng was also surprised. Although for him now, money was just numbers. But Jin Baogen¡¯s generosity was a recognition of him. ¡°Mr. Jin, this...¡± Jin Baogen lit a cigarette, ¡°Manager Tong, transfer this money into Mr. Chen¡¯s account.¡± Tong Jialu nodded continuously, ¡°Yes, Mr. Jin.¡± A second later, Chen Cheng¡¯s tablet refreshed. [Current funds: 32,942,608.46 yuan] [Current daily interest rate: 5.08%] [Expenses: 4,832/1,000,000] [Items: Need 3,000,000 to unlock] ¡°I said six days ago that I would bring you into this business,¡± Jin Baogen slowly spoke, ¡°From that moment, Mr. Chen you were not working for me, but for yourself.¡± Chen Cheng gathered his thoughts, looking at the elder who had mentored him all along, he felt profoundly grateful. ¡°So, don¡¯t feel burdened, this money is the fruit of your own labor.¡± Jin Baogen extinguished the remaining half of his cigarette and stood up. He picked up the birdcage, ¡°Alright, we¡¯ve talked enough about work. Let¡¯s go have breakfast.¡± Chen Cheng agreed, ¡°Alright.¡± The three headed towards the parking lot, Jin Baogen got into the Land Cruiser, while Chen Cheng and Tong Jialu returned to their Da Lao. Chen Cheng briefly instructed Xiao Hai, ¡°Follow Mr. Jin.¡± Then, the two cars smoothly drove off. Inside the car, Tong Jialu sneakily glanced at the man beside her, her heart fluttering. She remembered the madness of Xia Yubing and Chen Cheng in this car, even delusionally sensing Xia Yubing¡¯s lingering scent in the air. ¡°Brother Cheng, you¡¯re really incredible!¡± Tong Jialu broke the silence, her smile radiating brightly: ¡°Making nine million in just a couple of days, that¡¯s beyond belief!¡± The sunlight streamed through the car window and fell on Chen Cheng¡¯s face, highlighting his resolute eyes. He crossed his legs, ¡°It¡¯s alright!¡± ¡°That...¡± Tong Jialu hesitated to speak, ¡°Brother Cheng, I...¡± Chen Cheng turned around, his attention finally drawn to the pair of black stockings on her legs, ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡± ¡°Brother Cheng, I owe you an apology first,¡± Tong Jialu sat straight, turning her body, ¡°That day at the parking lot I accidentally saw you with my cousin.¡± She hurriedly added, ¡°Of course, I didn¡¯t mean to! I was just bringing late-night snacks to my cousin!¡± Tong Jialu glanced at Chen Donghai, who was driving, ¡°I think Brother Hai must have reported it to you.¡± Chen Cheng looked at her tender and sweet eyes, which were now devoid of the sourness of unripe persimmons. He extended his hand and hooked her chin, ¡°Your cousin is stubborn and made a mistake.¡± ¡°But you didn¡¯t do anything wrong and you¡¯ve been very obedient,¡± Chen Cheng continued: ¡°So...¡± ¡°I¡¯m not punished?¡± ¡°You get a reward.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s hand went through her shoulder-length hair, grasped Tong Jialu¡¯s neck lightly and pulled her towards him, she leaned closer in response. Tong Jialu¡¯s eyes widened. It was her first time experiencing a man¡¯s kiss¡ªit was so domineering. The touch was not delicate, it even had a slight bitter taste of tobacco in her mouth. But this was an experience she had never had before, her heart pounding rapidly, unable to resist this sudden intimacy. Tong Jialu¡¯s response was a bit clumsy, contrasting sharply with Xia Yubing¡¯s proficiency, almost exactly as described in the guidebook given by Shulin. Under Chen Cheng¡¯s kisses, she passively accepted, without actively responding. Chen Cheng¡¯s kiss did not last long. He released Tong Jialu, looking at her slightly flushed cheeks and baffled eyes, his lips curling into a playful smile. ¡°This is your reward,¡± he said softly, his voice tinged with teasing. Tong Jialu was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly realized what had happened, her face turned even redder, shyly she lowered her head, not daring to look at Chen Cheng. ¡°Brother Cheng...¡± she called out softly. ¡°What is it?¡± Chen Cheng looked at her, his eyes carrying a touch of gentleness. ¡°I...¡± Tong Jialu didn¡¯t know what to say, she felt as if something tightly gripped her heart, making it hard for her to breathe. Chen Cheng noticed her tension, placed his hand on her leg, ¡°From now on, just be good, and I will take good care of you.¡± Tong Jialu nodded, ¡°Yes, I know.¡± She looked up towards Chen Cheng¡¯s chin, ¡°Then between my cousin and me...¡± ¡°What about it?¡± ¡°Which feeling do you prefer?¡± Chen Cheng was taken aback by the question, finding it a bit difficult to answer. Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu gave him two completely different feelings, one was a challenge with a cool exterior and a passionate heart, the other young and sunny with a bit of shyness. ¡°Why bring this up all of a sudden?¡± Chen Cheng threw the question back. ¡°If Brother Cheng, you prefer how my cousin is, I can try to learn from her,¡± Tong Jialu murmured, looking down. Chen Cheng then understood her thoughts. ¡°No need, I like it just the way it is.¡± ¡°Really?¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s eyes sparkled. ¡°It¡¯s like two different flavors of dishes, why make them taste the same?¡± Chen Cheng said with a smile. Tong Jialu, hearing this from Chen Cheng, seemed to understand. However, as per her usual tolerance shown, she did not seek her position in Chen Cheng¡¯s heart as eagerly as Xia Yubing did. She turned her eyes swiftly and leaned closer to whisper in Chen Cheng¡¯s ear, ¡°Brother Cheng, should I also buy a little monster? I see my cousin having a lot of fun with it, but I haven¡¯t tried it...¡± Chapter 76 - 76 76 Tong Jialus Fantasy ?Chapter 76: Chapter 76: Tong Jialu¡¯s Fantasy Chapter 76: Chapter 76: Tong Jialu¡¯s Fantasy ¡°Mr. Jin, here are your fermented soybean drink and fried dough rings.¡± Tong Jialu brought breakfast for both of them, and did not forget to hand over the steaming buns to Chen Cheng, ¡°Brother Cheng, your buns.¡± Chen Cheng nodded, took a sip of soy milk, and ate the large buns filled with soy sauce pork. Meanwhile, Tong Jialu took out something like coffee from her bag, poured it into a bottle of mineral water, and shook it vigorously. Chen Cheng looked at the granular contents inside, guessing it was probably a meal replacement with chia seeds. For girls, maintaining figure always requires some ¡°special¡± efforts. Jin Baogen picked up a chopstick of pickles and casually asked, ¡°How was the business on the opening day yesterday?¡± Chen Cheng put down his chopsticks, ¡°I almost forgot to mention this. Wen Shulin topped up her card with 500,000.¡± Jin Baogen raised his eyebrows, ¡°She¡¯s so generous?¡± ¡°Cough, the first time I saw her at the gym, she also bought a lot of private lessons,¡± Chen Cheng replied. ¡°It seems like she wants to have a good relationship with you,¡± Jin Baogen said with a smile, ¡°otherwise, she couldn¡¯t really like you, right?¡± ¡°Hey, Mr. Jin, are you teasing me?¡± Chen Cheng joked. Jin Baogen waved his hand, ¡°Xiao Wen, she has her principles in selecting people.¡± ¡°What?¡± Chen Cheng was very curious. ¡°It¡¯s quite simple, any woman that¡¯s been touched by a man, she won¡¯t want,¡± Jin Baogen inadvertently glanced towards Tong Jialu who was beside Chen Cheng. Upon hearing this, Tong Jialu quickly swallowed the meal replacement in her mouth, afraid that the next sentence might chock her. Last night, after seeing the top-up record, Chen Cheng also speculated about Wen Shulin¡¯s motivation. But at this moment, it seemed he worried too much. ¡°500,000 is just 500,000!¡± Jin Baogen said indifferently, ¡°For her, that¡¯s just half a bag¡¯s worth.¡± He glanced at the Vacheron Constantin on his wrist and hurriedly ate a few bites, then stood up, ¡°I have other things to do, I¡¯ll leave first.¡± ¡°So soon?¡± asked Chen Cheng. Tong Jialu quickly stood up. Jin Baogen said with a laugh, ¡°There¡¯s an event at the association today, and I¡¯m a judge. I need to check it out.¡± He left a hundred yuan on the table, ¡°Just like that, if Wen Shulin makes any next moves, give me a call.¡± Chen Cheng also stood up, ¡°I¡¯ll see you out.¡± ¡°No need, the buns will not taste good when they get cold.¡± Jin Baogen turned to wave his hand, walking out of the restaurant, leaving Chen Cheng and Tong Jialu at their seats. Chen Cheng picked up his chopsticks again and lowered his head to eat. He asked, ¡°Are you going to the bank today?¡± Tong Jialu shook her head, ¡°I took a day off, I¡¯m resting today.¡± ¡°Oh? That¡¯s nice. Taking a leave right after starting at the headquarters?¡± Chen Cheng asked with a smile. ¡°Thanks to the one billion in turnover you gave me, taking a day off is nothing for me now,¡± Tong Jialu boldly stated. The corners of Chen Cheng¡¯s mouth curved upwards, ¡°Alright then, later we¡¯ll go to a place.¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s legs unintentionally closed tight, she felt both excited and troubled, so she tentatively said: ¡°Brother Cheng, I¡¯m not very available these days. If you really need, I could...¡± Chen Cheng was stunned for half a second, but seeing Tong Jialu¡¯s expression, he understood. ¡°Early in the morning, what are you thinking?¡± he said lightly, ¡°I¡¯m asking you to accompany me to buy a house.¡± ¡°Ah?¡± Tong Jialu was both surprised and disappointed. On one hand, Chen Cheng asking her to go along was a small acknowledgment. On the other hand, it was just buying a house, it seemed like the deep kiss they shared in the back seat hadn¡¯t escalated effectively. ¡°What¡¯s wrong? You don¡¯t want to?¡± Chen Cheng noticed Tong Jialu¡¯s hesitation and asked. ¡°No, not at all.¡± Tong Jialu quickly waved her hand, ¡°I just... didn¡¯t expect you would ask me to go.¡± ¡°With you around, wouldn¡¯t it be more convenient for me if I chose to pay in installments?¡± Chen Cheng said indifferently, ¡°Otherwise, I¡¯ll call your sister to come out.¡± Tong Jialu instinctively held Chen Cheng¡¯s hand but then quickly let go. ¡°Brother Cheng, that¡¯s not what I meant,¡± she said nervously. Chen Cheng looked at her panicked little face, amused, ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll stop teasing you. After we finish eating, we¡¯ll go.¡± ¡°Okay!¡± After a simple breakfast, they got back into the car. Chen Donghai had meticulously selected a 190 square meter four-bedroom apartment in Palm Springs for Chen Cheng as part of yesterday¡¯s tasks. ¡°Xiao Hai, what time was the appointment?¡± Chen Cheng asked. ¡°10 o¡¯clock, Mr. Chen.¡± Chen Donghai replied crisply, handing over the prepared property details, ¡°These are the detailed particulars provided by the agent. Please take a look.¡± ¡°We still have some time then.¡± Chen Cheng took them, leaned back in his seat, and started browsing. ¡°Alright, let¡¯s drive.¡± Chen Cheng carefully read the details. The property was listed at 19 million yuan; the owner, a member of Zhongjin¡¯s management, due to work reasons, needed to relocate from Beijing and was thus eager to sell. This apartment in Palm Springs was a rare find ¨C a clear-water property, fulfilled a five-year occupancy, and with its prime location and established neighborhood conditions, it perfectly matched Chen Cheng¡¯s expectations. After a brief glance, he turned to look at the streetscape outside the window; another major event in his life was about to unfold. He could even imagine the joyous smile that would light up Xiao Meier¡¯s face when she saw this little home that belonged to them. Tong Jialu was assisting Chen Cheng in checking the mortgage promotions on the side. Although she worked for Beijing Bank, her more important identity was as one of Chen Cheng¡¯s only two playmates. ¡°Brother Cheng, the mortgage benefits from our bank are not that significant,¡± Tong Jialu informed him honestly. ¡°Maybe I could contact friends at the other top banks for you?¡± Chen Cheng turned to look at the young girl, ¡°I might not need a loan.¡± ¡°Oh? Then I came because...¡± Young girls often have many unrealistic fantasies. Hearing this, she thought Chen Cheng was buying an apartment for her to live alone, to avoid awkwardness living with Xia Yubing. ¡°Brother Cheng, you...¡± Tong Jialu was even somewhat moved. But what Chen Cheng actually said was, ¡°I just feel happy having you around.¡± He paused, ¡°Of course, pleasing to the eye is one of the reasons.¡± Her mood plummeted from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, deflated like a balloon, pouting and leaning back in her seat. Seeing this, Chen Cheng deliberately leaned closer, looking at her disappointed face, teasing, ¡°You didn¡¯t think I was really going to buy an apartment for you, did you?¡± ¡°No...¡± Tong Jialu desperately tried to hide it. ¡°Last time your sister lied, and I gave her a little punishment.¡± Chen Cheng looked at her with an amused expression. Tong Jialu bit her lower lip, Chen Cheng, always elegant yet often not so serious, was very close. Her teeth relaxed, her eyes closed, eyelashes fluttering. Just when she mustered up the courage to lean in, Chen Cheng had already returned to his seat. ¡°Brother Cheng...¡± she called out, unwilling to give up. Chen Cheng, stroking those long legs stacked together, visualized a pie, ¡°If you and Xia Yubing ever fall out, buying an apartment wouldn¡¯t be a big deal.¡± He paused briefly, a smile full of warmth on his face, ¡°But I think you two should be fine, right?¡± Tong Jialu nodded continuously, ¡°Brother Cheng, don¡¯t worry. My cousin and I get along very well.¡± ¡°That¡¯s good.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s hand gently slid over her leg, curiously asking, ¡°This stocking of yours seems a bit different from your cousin¡¯s.¡± ¡°My cousin prefers Lai Mi,¡± Tong Jialu explained in detail, ¡°I like Ling.¡± Chen Cheng nodded deeply, ¡°Well, there really is quite a big difference.¡± Chapter 77 - 77 77 Wont You Come Up and Sit for a While ?Chapter 77: Chapter 77: Won¡¯t You Come Up and Sit for a While? Chapter 77: Chapter 77: Won¡¯t You Come Up and Sit for a While? ¡°This side is the master bedroom, and next to it I had originally planned to make into a study.¡± The former house owner Li Bo was leading Chen Cheng and Tong Jialu around the 190-square-meter house as he said: ¡°You two can consider making it into a baby room in the future, which would also be a great choice.¡± When Tong Jialu heard him say that, knowing it was impossible, she still secretly felt happy. At least at this moment, the woman by Chen Cheng¡¯s side was only her. Chen Cheng, however, noticed the phone he was holding in his hand, with a transparent case containing a one-hundred-dollar bill. The man looked like most of the old pros who had spent a good part of their lives in this industry, with a thin suit and a shirt not buttoned at the very top, giving off the vibe of a gourmand uncle at a glance. ¡°Mr. Li, is the house noisier on the north side?¡± Chen Cheng asked. Li Bo did not hide it, nodding, ¡°North side is Yaojiayuan Road, it will be a bit noisy.¡± Chen Cheng was generally very satisfied with the house. ¡°Mr. Li¡¯s house also includes a spot in the underground garage,¡± the agent added: ¡°This kind of configuration is rare in this property.¡± Li Bo said smilingly, ¡°When I bought it, I was thinking about convenience. Had I not been transferred to the ¡®Magic City,¡¯ I wouldn¡¯t have wanted to sell it.¡± He sized up the two young people in front of him again- those who could afford to buy a house at such a young age either came from a wealthy family or had their own lucrative business. Out of professional curiosity, Li Bo asked, ¡°Mr. Chen, may I ask you a personal question?¡± ¡°Go ahead.¡± ¡°I feel we¡¯re in the same line of work,¡± Li Bo said. Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°I used to work in Quant.¡± ¡°Ha ha ha, I knew I wasn¡¯t wrong,¡± Li Bo nodded with satisfaction, ¡°I started out in Quant too, then later switched to FOF.¡± ¡°Truly peers, then.¡± Chen Cheng humbly replied: ¡°Then you are my senior.¡± ¡°Eh, in this field, it¡¯s all about being quick-witted. Being older doesn¡¯t offer much advantage.¡± Li Bo was equally modest, ¡°There has been a big wave of people transitioning out of Quant in recent years.¡± Chen Cheng nodded in agreement. Seeing that the two were getting along well, the agent took the opportunity to interject: ¡°Since you two hit it off so well, are you still satisfied with the house, Mr. Chen?¡± ¡°The house is fine, but can we negotiate the price?¡± Chen Cheng turned to Li Bo. Li Bo seemed to have anticipated Chen Cheng¡¯s intention, as buying a house is a major event and certainly one would want to save where possible. ¡°Give me an offer.¡± Chen Cheng thought for a moment, ¡°1800.¡± Li Bo gestured, ¡°Add a bit. 1888, for good luck.¡± The average transaction price in Palm Springs over the past three months had been around 100,000 per square meter. Mr. Li¡¯s house was listed for only 19 million, so he really hadn¡¯t asked for much more. Chen Cheng laughed heartily, ¡°Mr. Li is generous, and I am happy to oblige. 1888, we have a deal.¡± The two shook hands. Chen Cheng said, ¡°I¡¯ll pay you a deposit of 100 thousand first, and within seven days, we¡¯ll sign the contract. Is that okay?¡± Based on his current capital pool of nearly 33 million, it would only take a week¡¯s time for the interest generated by compound interest to reach nearly 13.6 million. By then, adding the insignificant 5 million, Chen Cheng would be able to secure his first house in life. And this, too, was the reason why Chen Cheng did not want to take out a loan. As long as he had enough time, he could buy anything he wanted. ¡°Alright, no problem,¡± Li Bo agreed cheerfully. Chen Cheng gave Tong Jialu a look, and she immediately took out a tablet and switched to the transfer interface. ¡°Sir, just input your account and bank,¡± she said. Li Bo suddenly realized that the well-dressed and lovely looking young girl in front of him wasn¡¯t the lady of the house. Instead, she was more like Chen Cheng¡¯s personal assistant. ¡°No problem.¡± Li Bo entered the recipient account, and Tong Jialu helped Chen Cheng complete the transfer. Afterward, Chen Cheng got the receipt, and that matter was settled. The two shook hands and exchanged pleasantries before leaving the multimillion-dollar luxury home. Back in the car, Chen Cheng looked at Tong Jialu beside him and asked, ¡°Where do you want to go? I¡¯ll drive you there.¡± ¡°Let¡¯s go home,¡± Tong Jialu said with a smile. ¡°I finally have a day off, and I want to catch up on some dramas and order takeout for the whole day.¡± ¡°Jinmao Mansion, Xiao Hai.¡± The Rolls-Royce started again, headed towards Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu¡¯s home. ... About forty minutes later, Chen Cheng once again dropped Tong Jialu at the entrance of Jinmao Mansion. However, this time, things were different from the last time. Just as Tong Jialu was about to get out of the car, she turned and asked, ¡°Brother Cheng, would you like to come up for a bit?¡± Chen Cheng was actually surprised by Tong Jialu¡¯s invitation, but he was also curious about what the two sisters¡¯ living situation was like. He asked with a smile, ¡°Is your cousin off work today too?¡± ¡°No, she¡¯s at work.¡± ¡°Wouldn¡¯t it be a little inconvenient?¡± ¡°It¡¯s okay, come up for a cup of coffee! I just bought some beans from Rosalind¡¯s, they¡¯re really fragrant.¡± Chen Cheng nodded. Tong Jialu instructed Chen Donghai, ¡°Brother Hai, drive into the parking garage ahead and turn right.¡± Xia Tong¡¯s place, in terms of price and size, was not much different from the Palm Springs home that Chen Cheng was about to buy. When Chen Cheng arrived at the door, the pink cat-scratch doormat did give off a sense of childlike fun. ¡°This was your choice, wasn¡¯t it?¡± he asked, standing behind Tong Jialu. Tong Jialu unlocked the fingerprint lock, nodded, and said, ¡°My cousin thinks it¡¯s childish, but I find it pretty nice.¡± She invited him in, ¡°Brother Cheng, please come inside.¡± ¡°Do I need to change shoes?¡± ¡°No need,¡± Tong Jialu took off her high heels, ¡°We don¡¯t have men¡¯s slippers at home, and no shoe covers either.¡± Chen Cheng followed her in. He immediately noticed the unmistakably materialistic atmosphere inside. The most conspicuous part of the living room was a wall filled with designer bags ¡ª LV, GUCCI, Hermes, Chanel, and others, giving Chen Cheng the illusion of walking through a luxury goods store. By the TV wall, a line of Bearbrick be@rbricks co-branded with various names stood. Everything from Disney, Marvel, Sanrio, the first machine EVA, Star Wars, you name it. Their value was no less than that wall of designer bags. Tong Jialu turned on the TV for Chen Cheng, then said, ¡°Brother Cheng, take a seat for a while, I¡¯m going to change clothes.¡± Chen Cheng naturally seated himself on the Fendi sofa while watching her head to her bedroom. ¡°She¡¯s raking it in,¡± he thought to himself. Around ten minutes later, Tong Jialu emerged from her room. She wore only a white shirt, draped loosely to reveal one shoulder. Her two glaringly white legs, in slippers, tapped against the marble floor making a tap-tap sound. Tong Jialu walked to the breakfast bar, took out the coffee beans, and asked, ¡°Brother Cheng, do you want Americano or latte?¡± ¡°Americano,¡± Chen Cheng replied. ¡°Alright.¡± Tong Jialu put the beans in the coffee machine, then called out to Chen Cheng again, ¡°Do you want something to eat? I bought a lot of snacks.¡± Chen Cheng turned his head to look at her, not far away. Her loose hair, sweet smile, and the cute pose with both hands on the bar, indeed made him eager to bite. ¡°Aren¡¯t you on a diet?¡± he asked, crossing his legs, ¡°And you¡¯re still eating snacks?¡± Chapter 78 - 78 78 The Secret in the Cloakroom ?Chapter 78: Chapter 78: The Secret in the Cloakroom Chapter 78: Chapter 78: The Secret in the Cloakroom ¡°Sometimes I just can¡¯t stop myself from snacking.¡± Tong Jialu took out the ground coffee, packed it down, and began to extract it with some ice cubes she fetched from the fridge. She walked over with two packs of chips and handed one to Chen Cheng, saying, ¡°Brother Cheng, try these. They¡¯re a new flavor I discovered recently, crawfish-flavored. I find them really tasty.¡± After saying that, she felt that something was off. Tong Jialu started thinking about what Xia Yubing would do in such a situation. So, she opened the bag of chips, took one out, and brought it to Chen Cheng¡¯s lips, ¡°Brother Cheng, give it a try.¡± A smile curved up the corners of Chen Cheng¡¯s mouth as he accepted Tong Jialu¡¯s feeding gesture. The crunching of the chips accompanied by the coffee machine¡¯s beeping resounded throughout the house. Tong Jialu trotted off to get Chen Cheng the coffee and came back to his side, sitting down. ¡°Brother Cheng, taste the coffee I made and see if it¡¯s to your liking.¡± Chen Cheng said with a smile, ¡°I thought it was hand-ground.¡± ¡°What? You want hand-ground?¡± Tong Jialu hurriedly got up again, ¡°Then I¡¯ll go look for that grinder.¡± Chen Cheng grabbed her hand, ¡°There¡¯s no rush, sit down.¡± ¡°Oh~¡± As the two sat on the couch, Tong Jialu wasn¡¯t as proactive as Xia Yubing. She placed her hands on her knees, sitting up straight, not daring to move a muscle. On the TV, a rerun of Crayon Shin-chan was on, the episode where Shiro gets lost. And though that was Tong Jialu¡¯s favorite show, her thoughts were no longer on it. Her gaze occasionally flitted to Chen Cheng drinking his coffee, unconsciously pursing her lips, recalling the assertive kiss in the back seat of Da Lao. ¡°Do I have something on my face?¡± Chen Cheng asked, looking in the direction of the TV. Tong Jialu shook her head, ¡°No...¡± Chen Cheng leaned back in his chair, casually draping one arm over the edge of the sofa and cleared his throat softly. Tong Jialu immediately understood, snuggling up like an obedient little kitten into the embrace of her master. That¡¯s when Chen Cheng realized, the two sisters were indeed different. Not only did they have different preferences in the brands of stockings, but their scents were also different. Xia Yubing liked to wear perfume, whereas Tong Jialu smelled faintly of shower gel. He played with her hair and said, ¡°You and your sister are really different.¡± Tong Jialu looked up, her eyes filled with curiosity, ¡°In what way are we different?¡± ¡°She¡¯s like a thorny rose, glamorous and dangerous.¡± ¡°And you, you¡¯re like the morning dew, fresh and natural.¡± Upon hearing this, Tong Jialu¡¯s cheeks blushed slightly. In a low voice, she said, ¡°Brother Cheng, which kind do you like?¡± Chen Cheng looked into her eyes, tenderly saying, ¡°Each has its own beauty, and I appreciate the differences. But at this moment, I¡¯m enjoying the time spent with you the most.¡± Tong Jialu felt her heart touched lightly by something, her heartbeat quickened, and her cheeks grew even hotter. She rested her head in Chen Cheng¡¯s arms, her voice quivering slightly, ¡°Brother Cheng, me too.¡± Her little feet happily wiggled. Tong Jialu thought the non-dominant Chen Cheng could be quite considerate too. Crayon Shin-chan continued on the TV, but before long, it was dinner time. Tong Jialu asked, ¡°Brother Cheng, will you stay for dinner?¡± ¡°Shall we order takeout?¡± ¡°I¡¯m not very good at cooking,¡± Tong Jialu admitted, feeling embarrassed. Chen Cheng let go of her hand and said, ¡°Go ahead and order. I¡¯ll let Xiao Hai fend for himself.¡± ¡°Sure!¡± Tong Jialu readily agreed, ¡°What would you like to eat? Grilled fish, fried chicken, or perhaps spaghetti, steak, burgers?¡± Chen Cheng sent a message to Chen Donghai, then said with a tease, ¡°By the looks of you, you¡¯re not aiming to lose weight!¡± ¡°Sometimes I just can¡¯t help myself! It¡¯s a cheat meal, once a week.¡± Tong Jialu opened the takeout app, ¡°So, shall I just go ahead and decide?¡± ¡°Mhm.¡± Chen Cheng stood up and walked towards the water dispenser, filled a cup, but his gaze drifted towards the end of the hallway, at several firmly shut doors. ¡°Xiao Lu, can you give me a tour?¡± He felt that despite the sisters¡¯ somewhat flashy and materialistic style, their aesthetic was still on point. It also provided him with some inspiration for the house he was planning to redecorate. Tong Jialu ordered two portions of steak and readily agreed again: ¡°Sure.¡± Chen Cheng, carrying his cup of water, followed behind her. ¡°This is the storage room; we just keep some rarely used items here.¡± Tong Jialu opened the first door, which revealed some cardboard boxes and daily tools inside. Chen Cheng glanced around, ¡°What about the one across? Oh, right. Your bedroom.¡± Tong Jialu smiled, turned, and opened the door to her own bedroom. The pink decoration style was just as uniform as the doormat at the entrance. Hello Kitty dolls could be found everywhere, the bed was a princess bed, and even the bed sheets were pink. It was clear that deep down in her heart, Tong Jialu really wanted to be a princess pampered by others. ¡°Shulin¡¯s bedroom is ahead.¡± Tong Jialu led the way to the end of the hallway, placed her hand on the doorknob, and gently pressed it down. Chen Cheng peeked inside; it was just like Xia Yubing¡¯s usual style, the main bedroom¡¯s black, white, and gray palette gave off a strikingly oppressive atmosphere. ¡°Can people really sleep in here?¡± He muttered to himself, walking in. The dressing table was covered with various luxury cosmetics and perfumes, even the direction of each bottle¡¯s opening was consistent. Tong Jialu shrugged her shoulders, ¡°She probably can? I¡¯ve never heard my cousin complaining about sleep problems.¡± Chen Cheng didn¡¯t linger too long and pointed at the room opposite Xia Yubing¡¯s bedroom, asking, ¡°Is that the dressing room?¡± ¡°Yep!¡± Tong Jialu nodded, ¡°It¡¯s split between my cousin and me.¡± Only then did Chen Cheng remember why the sisters¡¯ bedrooms seemed so spacious despite not being particularly large. They didn¡¯t have built-in wardrobes. Tong Jialu led the way and opened the last door. Three walls were filled with top-to-ceiling wardrobes with glass doors, revealing the clothes inside. In the center of the room stood a leather bench, not unlike what one might see in a luxury store. And it only took one glance for Chen Cheng to distinguish their respective sides. ¡°Left side is hers, right side is yours, right?¡± he asked with a smile. Tong Jialu covered her mouth, giggling, ¡°Brother Cheng, you¡¯re amazing! You could tell with just one look!¡± ¡°It¡¯s quite obvious.¡± Chen Cheng walked in, ¡°She likes to dress maturely; you dress more lively.¡± Upon turning his head, Chen Cheng¡¯s eyes went wide. Near the door, the wardrobe was filled with all sorts of lingerie, some of which consisted of merely two thin strings. To call this a dressing room was an understatement; it was more of a battle garment exhibit. Tong Jialu hadn¡¯t thought of this, after all, she and her sister hadn¡¯t worn these for half a month. ¡°Brother Cheng... those things...¡± she stepped between Chen Cheng and the wardrobe, ¡°We forgot to tidy up! Next time, you won¡¯t see them.¡± Chen Cheng pushed past Tong Jialu and asked, ¡°Did Wen Shulin ask you to wear these?¡± Tong Jialu nodded in acknowledgement. Chen Cheng opened the wardrobe, his finger gliding over the countless garments, and asked, ¡°Has she been to your house too?¡± Chapter 79 - 79 79 Pandoras Suitcase ?Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Pandora¡¯s Suitcase Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Pandora¡¯s Suitcase ¡°She¡¯s a very cautious person, always calling us to meet her at a location she chooses.¡± Tong Jialu detailed, ¡°So, she¡¯s never been here.¡± She unconsciously glanced at the items placed in front of her, a hint of embarrassment appearing on her face. While listening, Chen Cheng looked at these blood-pumping objects, ¡°Then you guys...wear them there?¡± As soon as Tong Jialu heard that, her head immediately drooped down, almost burying into her chest, shaking her head frantically as if to deny something. ¡°Put them in that to take there...¡± She stretched out her slender finger, pointing to a corner of the cabinet where there were two delicate and small RIMOWA Classic Cabin S suitcases, one black and one silver, looking very high-end. Chen Cheng¡¯s gaze followed, noticing a simple and unadorned briefcase placed on top of the suitcases, devoid of any pattern or markings. ¡°What is this?¡± he curiously picked it up; it was very light, as if empty. Witnessing this scene, Tong Jialu¡¯s face turned crimson instantly. She eagerly tried to snatch the briefcase back, but Chen Cheng had already opened it. The moment the case opened, Chen Cheng felt as though Pandora¡¯s box had been unleashed. Although he¡¯d never personally used the items inside, he¡¯d seen them in some movies. Various props in black, red, and gold tones, exuding X-factor, their craftsmanship far beyond what ordinary products in the market could match. Chen Cheng casually picked up a paddle, weighing it, feeling its heft. He observed the details on it carefully, exclaiming, ¡°Is this real leather?¡± Tong Jialu nodded in confirmation. ¡°No way, you guys play so elaborately?¡± Chen Cheng couldn¡¯t help but be shocked. He had thought little monsters were the limit, but these items made them pale in comparison. Tong Jialu: ¡°Brother Cheng, you really misunderstood. This is new, never been used.¡± ¡°Never used?¡± She nodded emphatically, ¡°It was supposed to be used three days ago, but didn¡¯t you use that 40 million financial product to buy us away from Wen Shulin¡¯s hands...¡± She altered the phrasing, ¡°Rescued us, right? So it was never used.¡± Her voice revealed a hint of relief and gratitude by the end. ¡°Prepared? Prepared for who?¡± Chen Cheng caught on to the discrepancy. Tong Jialu was momentarily stunned, at a loss for words. ¡°I...¡± Chen Cheng eyed the head that couldn¡¯t be lower, ¡°Do you enjoy playing with these?¡± Tong Jialu suddenly looked up, her large sparkling eyes fixated intently on Chen Cheng¡¯s brow, ¡°Wen Shulin said I wasn¡¯t as unrestrained as my sister, so wanted to...¡± She thought hard about which word to use, but in the end she mimicked Wen Shulin¡¯s tone, using the word ¡°Tuning.¡± Upon hearing this, Chen Cheng¡¯s nostrils flared. He lightly tapped his own hand with the paddle, feeling no pain. ¡°Brother Cheng, I...¡± Tong Jialu bit her lower lip, her gaze falling once more on the opened briefcase. She picked up the collar and put it around her own neck. She extended the other end of the chain with both hands towards Chen Cheng, ¡°Brother Cheng, if you...want to try...¡± Her voice grew fainter, her eyes increasingly frantic. The half-unbuttoned white shirt, the tight black collar, the shimmering golden chain, along with her sweet face and stunning figure, were all intensely seductive. And Chen Cheng understood what Wen Shulin meant by the two most satisfactory works. Seeing Chen Cheng not reaching out, Tong Jialu slowly knelt down, lifting the chain symbolizing control above her head. Chen Cheng took a deep breath and took it from her hands. With just a light tug, Tong Jialu fell seated onto the ground. She looked up at him, his tall stature emanating an intense masculine scent. Chen Cheng crouched down, coming face to face with Tong Jialu. ¡°Give me your hand.¡± Tong Jialu obediently extended both hands and spread them in front of Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng simply tapped her tender palms lightly, yet Tong Jialu¡¯s body trembled violently as if she had been stimulated. And that tremor seemed to open Pandora¡¯s box deep within Tong Jialu¡¯s heart. Her palms blushed, and her eyes reddened even more. But in her heart, there was an indescribable excitement and agitation. For Chen Cheng, this was a first in his life. Watching Tong Jialu¡¯s almost tearful demeanor, his heart clenched and he asked, ¡°Does it hurt?¡± ¡°Just a little bit...¡± Chen Cheng pinched her face and helped her remove the collar. ¡°Brother Cheng, did I disappoint you?¡± Tong Jialu was a bit uneasy. Chen Cheng smiled, ¡°I don¡¯t have that kind of fetish. And...¡± He sat down on the bench in the middle and gestured for Tong Jialu to come over with a curl of his finger. Tong Jialu immediately understood Chen Cheng¡¯s intent. She walked over to him, squatted down again, and naturally placed her wine-red manicured hands on Chen Cheng¡¯s legs. ¡°Brother Cheng...¡± Tong Jialu was somewhat embarrassed, but couldn¡¯t resist, and said, ¡°Why don¡¯t you take a shower first?¡± Chen Cheng thought of Xia Yubing in the back seat of Da Lao, and noticed the difference between the two sisters. ¡°They¡¯re really like two different dishes,¡± he mused. Ding-dong! The doorbell rang at that moment. Both of them instinctively looked towards the door. Regaining her senses from the daze, Tong Jialu said, ¡°The food delivery is here.¡± Chen Cheng got up, held onto her as she headed to the door, ¡°I¡¯ll get it.¡± Tong Jialu nodded slightly and watched Chen Cheng¡¯s departing figure. She then looked at the clothes in the wardrobe, recalling the scene in the parking lot and wanting to unlock the joys of Xia Yubing. She wanted even more to become the most special woman in Chen Cheng¡¯s heart. ¡°Brother Cheng should like...¡± Tong Jialu¡¯s gaze rapidly scanned the wardrobe, recalling the cheongsam seen at Wanbao Hall, and her sight finally settled. Chen Cheng placed the food on the table, and while he was still eager, thinking she was not at her convenience, he didn¡¯t add fuel to his fire. So, he called out towards the end of the corridor, ¡°Dinner¡¯s ready.¡± However, Tong Jialu didn¡¯t come out, only replying from the dressing room, ¡°Brother Cheng, can you come here for a moment?¡± Chen Cheng went over upon hearing her. When he saw Tong Jialu again, Cheng Cheng¡¯s eyes were fixed. The ink-green velvet-printed cheongsam appeared silky smooth, shimmering in the light. A pair of bead chains draped over her shoulders, more impactful than the slanted white blouse. The carnelian pendant from Van Cleef & Arpels adorned the deep V neckline. Intersecting shoulder straps and generous expanses of bare skin created an overlapping charm across her snowy back. The high slit of the skirt with its fringes accentuated Tong Jialu¡¯s legs, which could only be described as flawless, to their fullest. But to avoid awkwardness, the T-back that should have been worn underneath had been replaced with a pair of white lace shorts, which also didn¡¯t seem out of place. Tong Jialu had sparkling eyes, looking at him standing at the doorway, and slowly walked toward Chen Cheng with bare feet. On the brown wooden floor, her graceful silhouette approached leisurely. With her every sway, each movement seemed to tread lightly on Chen Cheng¡¯s heart, leaving footprints that made his heart itch. Chen Cheng¡¯s throat involuntarily moved as he struggled to suppress the urge inside him. Tong Jialu stopped when she was still three to five steps away from Chen Cheng. With her head lowered and her heart pounding fiercely, she didn¡¯t dare to look at Chen Cheng and softly asked, ¡°Brother Cheng... would you prefer to eat dinner first, or to... eat me?¡± Chapter 80 - 80 80 The Red Plum Blossom Blooming in the Snow ?Chapter 80: Chapter 80: The Red Plum Blossom Blooming in the Snow Chapter 80: Chapter 80: The Red Plum Blossom Blooming in the Snow Tong Jialu also lifted her head, her gaze hazily fixated on him before her, and asked hoarsely: ¡°Brother Cheng, are you satisfied now?¡± Chen Cheng felt a weight lifted off his shoulders, looking down at her by his feet, a satisfied curve crept onto the corner of his lips. He leaned over, pinching Tong Jialu¡¯s sweet yet slightly pained face. Tong Jialu was naturally naive and romantic, yet she knew how to savor this unique experience that oscillated between heaven and hell, such contrast had Chen Cheng utterly fascinated. His thumb gently brushed across her smudged red lips, ¡°You truly are a treasure.¡± Tong Jialu obediently closed her eyes, fully immersing herself in this moment of intimacy. ¡°Shall we take a bath?¡± Chen Cheng asked. Tong Jialu nodded slightly, ¡°Hmm...¡± The bathroom once again filled with thick steam. Amidst the mist, Tong Jialu reached out again, hooking her arm around Chen Cheng¡¯s neck, softly pulling him toward herself... ... ... Sitting on the sofa, Chen Cheng and Tong Jialu appeared as intimately close as any other loving couple. At this moment, their whole world seemed to contain only each other, indifferent to the noise outside. Tong Jialu was clad only in a bathrobe, exuding the warmth and fragrance of damp skin. The thick fabric could not fully conceal her perfect figure, rather enhancing her allure. Chen Cheng gently drew Tong Jialu into his arms, his fingers combing through her slightly disheveled hair, every motion filled with indulgence. The remnants of their passion in the bathroom lingered, Tong Jialu¡¯s cheeks flushed, tempting as a ripening apple. ¡°How does it feel?¡± Chen Cheng asked softly, kissing the top of her head. Tong Jialu lifted her gaze, her eyes swirling with enticing charm. She too had tasted Xia Yubing¡¯s joy, finally understanding why her cousin sister could be so infatuated. ¡°Amazing.¡± She replied softly, her face radiant with happiness and satisfaction. However, there seemed to be a hint of regret in Tong Jialu¡¯s tone, ¡°Only if I didn¡¯t have my period today, then I could really experience it...¡± She snuggled into Chen Cheng¡¯s embrace, feeling the strong rise and fall of his chest. Chen Cheng cracked a slight smile, holding her even tighter. ¡°We have all the time in the world,¡± he murmured tenderly, ¡°and this is just the beginning.¡± His eyes were as deep as the ocean, and his assertive declarations made Tong Jialu even more intoxicated. She firmly believed that Chen Cheng was different from Wen Shulin; at least this man knew the right balance of pampering and domination. ¡°I¡¯m willing...¡± Tong Jialu breathed out these three words, her eyes filled with utter devotion and resolve. Chen Cheng noticed her reddened knees, the only remnants of their play, and asked, ¡°Does it hurt?¡± Tong Jialu shook her head, ¡°It doesn¡¯t hurt.¡± She then asked, ¡°Brother Cheng, are you hungry? I could heat up some takeaway for you.¡± It was then Chen Cheng realized it was almost 4 in the afternoon. He let go of Tong Jialu, picking up the shirt on the sofa, ¡°No need.¡± ¡°Are you leaving?¡± Tong Jialu reluctantly asked, but she was powerless to stop it. ¡°I have things to do,¡± Chen Cheng said as he got dressed, extending his hand. Tong Jialu clearly understood that she couldn¡¯t stop Chen Cheng from leaving. All she could do was try to behave as docilely as possible, to retain more of his time and attention. Thus, Tong Jialu placed her small hand in his, and together they walked hand in hand to the door. Even though they had just shared such a heated moment of intimacy, there seemed to be an insurmountable barrier remaining between them. Tong Jialu gazed at Chen Cheng with those bright eyes, a hint of pleading evident in her look. She carefully started, ¡°Brother Cheng, when can I have the next...real...¡± Chen Cheng revealed a smile full of meaning, caressing Tong Jialu¡¯s cheek with his hand. ¡°Very soon, I will give you a surprise,¡± his voice was deep and magnetic. Tong Jialu nodded obediently, her face blooming into a radiant smile. She tiptoed, faced up, and planted a light kiss on Chen Cheng¡¯s lips like a dragonfly skimming the water before watching him leave the house. Standing in the elevator, Chen Cheng watched the floor numbers ascend, already plotting the next ¡°game¡± in his mind. Back in his car, Chen Cheng readjusted his clothes. Chen Donghai asked through the rearview mirror, ¡°Mr. Chen, shall we depart now?¡± Chen Cheng nodded, ¡°Right, did you get the items?¡± ¡°Got them, they¡¯re all in the trunk,¡± Chen Donghai replied. ¡°Thanks, Xiao Hai.¡± ¡°It¡¯s my duty.¡± Chen Cheng thought for a moment, ¡°Tomorrow I¡¯ll have Tong Jialu give you a card, it¡¯ll be more convenient for you to use.¡± ¡°Alright, Mr. Chen.¡± ¡°How much was spent today?¡± Chen Cheng took out his phone, ¡°I¡¯ll transfer it to you.¡± Chen Donghai presented the shopping receipt, ¡°I bought some cordyceps, two bottles of Moutai, and two cartons of ¡®Ninety-five¡¯. Altogether 8400.¡± Chen Cheng made the transfer, ¡°Sent, check it.¡± ¡°Received.¡± Leaning against the seatback, Chen Cheng closed his eyes to rest, ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡± The Big Willow Tree slowly left Jinmao Mansion¡¯s underground garage, heading towards Wanbao Hall. Tonight, Li Dinger was hosting guests at Chen Cheng¡¯s shop, and as a member of the Iron Porcelain, he certainly couldn¡¯t be absent. By the time Chen Cheng returned to the Big Willow Tree, it was just five in the afternoon. He double-checked his clothes in the car before getting out. As soon as he entered the doors of Wanbao Hall, Chen Cheng saw Xiao Meier fiddling with dessert. He approached her, ¡°What are you up to?¡± Xiao Meier looked up to see it was Chen Cheng and cheerfully replied: ¡°You¡¯re back? I¡¯m working on the tangerine peel red bean paste we talked about last time!¡± ¡°I even went to learn some techniques from Chef Hou,¡± she added. Chen Cheng picked up a bowl of red bean paste set aside, gulping several mouthfuls and managing to half-fill his stomach. Seeing this, Xiao Meier blinked with concern and asked, ¡°Didn¡¯t eat lunch? Why are you gobbling it down?¡± Chen Cheng wiped his mouth, unabashedly responded, ¡°A little busy, just had a few bites.¡± He put down the bowl, ¡°Besides, it¡¯s a red bean paste handmade by Sister Meier, how could I not eat a few more bowls?¡± Xiao Meier couldn¡¯t stop smiling, she served Chen Cheng another bowl, her eyes full of indulgence, ¡°Such sweet talk! Eat up!¡± ¡°But no matter how busy you are, you¡¯ve got to eat on time in the future, otherwise, it¡¯ll take a toll on your body.¡± ¡°Got it.¡± Chen Cheng smiled mysteriously, ¡°Oh, by the way, I¡¯ll have something to tell you tonight.¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s curiosity was piqued. An impatient person, she couldn¡¯t wait to ask: ¡°What¡¯s so important you have to wait until night to tell me? Out with it! Don¡¯t be a tease!¡± Chen Cheng just smiled, not directly answering as he carried his bowl of red bean paste towards the door. ¡°If I tell now, it won¡¯t be a surprise! Just be a little more patient.¡± ¡°You!¡± Xiao Meier stamped her feet in feigned anger, huffing a few times but her eyes were filled with sweetness and anticipation. Chapter 81 - 81 81 Xiao Meier Yearning for Marriage ?Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Xiao Meier Yearning for Marriage Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Xiao Meier Yearning for Marriage (The last chapter was removed, so it might be confusing as it deleted the process of tuning the game.) (Tong Jialu, sweet little M, just to clarify.) ... Ding Zhaohui is treating someone tonight, not his coworkers, but rather the leader in his upcoming life. Chen Cheng sat at the cash register of Wanbao Hall swiping on his phone when he arrived. ¡°Dacheng.¡± Chen Cheng looked up and replied indifferently, ¡°Oh, you¡¯re here?¡± Ding Zhaohui looked toward the private room area, ¡°Did you reserve a spot?¡± ¡°Would I not reserve a table with Uncle Ding gracing us with his presence?¡± Chen Cheng teased him. Then, from under the cash register, he took out the cordyceps, famous liquor, and cigarettes that Chen Donghai bought, ¡°The things you asked for, all prepared.¡± ¡°Right, I will take care of them soon.¡± Chen Cheng looked at him alone, ¡°Where¡¯s your esteemed guest and your old man?¡± ¡°On their way. I just finished work and hurried over to check things out first,¡± Ding Zhaohui pulled out a cigarette. ¡°Don¡¯t you trust me to handle things?¡± Ding Zhaohui also gave a jibe, ¡°I wouldn¡¯t trust you. But with sister Meier here, I¡¯ve got nothing to worry about.¡± ¡°Hey, my temper!¡± The two of them were casually bantering back and forth when Xiao Meier walked over. ¡°Li Dinger.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law,¡± greeted Ding Zhaohui. Xiao Meier happily said, ¡°Xiao Cheng told me early in the morning that you were going to treat us, so I had the kitchen prepare a few more signature dishes. If it¡¯s not enough, we can always add more.¡± ¡°Great, thanks Sister-in-law.¡± Xiao Meier then asked, ¡°So, who are you inviting?¡± ¡°His future father-in-law,¡± Chen Cheng answered first. ¡°Ah? Father-in-law?¡± Xiao Meier widened her eyes in surprise, ¡°Didn¡¯t you just mention starting a relationship the day before yesterday? How come it has moved to meeting the parents so fast?¡± Ding Zhaohui lit his cigarette and said distantly, ¡°My home and her home were old classmates, both sides thought it viable and decided on this.¡± ¡°Besides, I¡¯m not getting any younger,¡± continued Ding Zhaohui, ¡°It¡¯s also time for me to settle down.¡± Xiao Meier asked curiously, ¡°What does the other party do for work?¡± ¡°Works as a counselor at Haidian University.¡± Haidian University, also known as Beijing City College, got its nickname as it is located in Haidian District. Years ago, due to the small campus and students not needing to live at school being able to go directly home after classes, it was also called Haidian Commuter University. But Haidian University¡¯s retention rate for graduates staying in Beijing ranks at the top and it¡¯s often joked: You may not necessarily have friends from Tsinghua or Beijing University, but for sure someone who graduated from Haidian University. ¡°That¡¯s a pretty good job!¡± Xiao Meier showed genuine concern like a good sister-in-law, ¡°So, the girl, what about her?¡± Ding Zhaohui looked up nonchalantly, ¡°Sister-in-law, with my looks, could there be a problem?¡± Xiao Meier couldn¡¯t help but laugh, ¡°You kid, still narcissistic as ever! I remember, out of you four, you were always the one most fond of looking in the mirror!¡± ¡°Hey, why bring up these trivial old stories?¡± Ding Zhaohui laughed, waving his hand. Chen Cheng remarked, ¡°This is your sister-in-law reminding you, don¡¯t let that air of arrogance slip out later. Wouldn¡¯t want to scare the girl off!¡± ¡°Hey, my temper!¡± This time, Ding Zhaohui said so. It wasn¡¯t long before Ding Mao entered Wanbao Hall a step behind. He was very excited seeing the shop reopened. Especially after seeing Chen Cheng, admiration was evidently overflowing in his eyes. ¡°Uncle Ding,¡± Chen Cheng approached warmly. ¡°Cheng Cheng, you really made something of yourself!¡± Ding Mao nodded repeatedly, ¡°You revitalized Wanbao Hall so quickly!¡± ¡°It¡¯s all thanks to everyone¡¯s support,¡± Chen Cheng responded. Xiao Meier also came forward, ¡°Uncle Ding.¡± Seeing Xiao Meier and Chen Cheng together, Ding Mao said, ¡°I heard from my boy, you¡¯re now with Cheng Cheng?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± Ding Mao nodded continuously, ¡°Not bad, not bad. After all the twists and turns, you two still chose each other. So when are you planning the wedding? You¡¯ll have to invite me for a drink!¡± ¡°Father, our own family affairs aren¡¯t even settled yet, and you¡¯re already worrying about them.¡± Ding Mao raised his body, ¡°Hey, look, this kid is getting anxious!¡± ¡°Isn¡¯t it because you, elder, are so eager to have grandchildren?¡± Ding Chaohui retorted, ¡°I will definitely...¡± ¡°What else are you thinking of doing?¡± Ding Chaohui backed down, ¡°I¡¯ll definitely have two for you in three years!¡± Xiao Meier didn¡¯t pay attention to the banter between Ding family¡¯s father and son; instead, the word ¡°wedding¡± struck a chord in her heart. Her eyes inadvertently lingered on Chen Cheng¡¯s face, showing a shy smile. In fact, her life with Chen Cheng was already no different from that of a married couple, sharing meals, living, and managing Wanbao Hall together. And she had long harbored feelings for him, it seemed like they were just waiting for such an opportunity to truly be together. ¡°Sister-in-law, don¡¯t rush to serve the dishes later,¡± said Ding Chaohui. ¡°Let¡¯s talk for a while first, then we¡¯ll serve.¡± ¡°Ah? What?¡± Xiao Meier was stunned. Chen Cheng saw through her thoughts and said with a smile, ¡°You know about our Wanbao Hall¡¯s service, don¡¯t you?¡± Ding Mao said, ¡°Cheng Cheng, join us later!¡± ¡°Alright, Uncle Ding!¡± Shortly after, a couple with a girl around twenty-five or twenty-six years old came in. Ding Mao hurried forward, ¡°Old classmate, welcome, welcome.¡± ¡°Old Ding! Haha,¡± the man laughed joyfully, ¡°We¡¯re old friends now, just a casual meal will do, no need to be so formal.¡± Ding Mao shook his head, enthusiasm undiminished, ¡°Hey, inviting you to eat, how can it be not grand? It¡¯s a matter of sincerity!¡± ¡°Uncle Zhang, Aunt Cui,¡± Ding Chaohui got serious again, greeting each in turn, then said to the girl, ¡°Yuan Yuan.¡± Zhang Jingsong is a professor at Beijing University Law School, and his wife, Cui Min, used to be an English teacher at Renmin University High School. Their daughter, Zhang Yuan, looked like a well-bred lady, quiet and refined, wearing a pair of glasses. From this perspective, Li Dinger and their family were quite well-matched. ¡°Well... let¡¯s not just stand here,¡± invited Ding Chaohui, leading the three to a private room. Before leaving, he gave Chen Cheng a meaningful look, saying, ¡°Dacheng, come in later!¡± ¡°Okay!¡± Ding Mao and Zhang Jingsong walked in the front, Zhang Jingsong admiring Wanbao Hall¡¯s decor style, kept praising, ¡°To pick such an antique place in Beijing must have been quite a hassle?¡± ¡°Not a hassle, my childhood friend¡¯s place!¡± Ding Chaohui chimed in. After everyone entered the private room, Zhao Lingfang then came in with fragrantly steaming Liu¡¯an melon slices. This was specifically requested by Chen Cheng, aiming to give his best buddy a strong backing by using this year¡¯s first harvest of fine tea. Xiao Meier looked at Chen Cheng, ¡°Xiao Cheng, look how well they match!¡± Chen Cheng turned and smiled, ¡°Don¡¯t we match?¡± ¡°I¡¯m being serious!¡± Xiao Meier¡¯s eyes were full of envy, filled with longing for marriage, ¡°With their family¡¯s blessings, Li Dinger will definitely be happy.¡± Chen Cheng¡¯s smile faded, looking earnestly at Xiao Meier, he said: ¡°Meier, with me, you will definitely be happy too.¡±