Assistant Qin's anxious voice came from outside the door, "Mr. Shi, Mr. Tan has been waiting in the reception room for four hours."

Shi Heng's movements suddenly froze, and his breathing was heavy against her shoulder.

A moment later, he punished her by leaving a bright red mark on her collarbone.

"Tonight," he whispered in her ear through gritted teeth, "I want to check for myself... whether it fits."

While adjusting his tie, he turned around and gave her a warning glare.

Gu Youran stuck out her tongue at him and only collapsed on the bed after the door closed.

She touched the fine cashmere dress on her body, her face full of smiles.

This business tycoon, who is seen as cold and ruthless by outsiders, even dresses her himself in private.

Although his methods were a bit overbearing, hidden within this possessiveness was a gentleness that only she could see.

…

Shi Heng walked out of the office.

Assistant Qin came up quickly and lowered his voice, "Mr. Tan Fei said he would not leave until he saw you today."

"Tan Fei?" Shi Heng paused. "The second-generation descendant of the Yuncheng Tan family? Ke Yang's future brother-in-law?"

He remembered the ridiculous incident three months ago at the Yuncheng Charity Dinner when Young Master Tan poured red wine on his female companion in public.

That bottle of Romanee-Conti is enough to cover an average person's three-year salary.

When I walked into the reception room, I saw Tan Fei sitting on the sofa.

At this moment, he was wearing a dark gray three-piece suit, his hair was meticulously combed behind his head, and even his sitting posture was less ostentatious than before.

He was completely different from the one I saw in Han Jingchen's office yesterday.

The most surprising thing was that what was spread out in front of him was not a wine list, but a three-centimeter-thick project plan.

"Mr. Shi."

Tan Fei stood up respectfully and looked at the idol in front of him excitedly.

Shi Heng sat down on the single sofa, tapping the armrest with his fingertips. "Mr. Tan, have you changed your career to become an analyst?"

"Well... since I found out yesterday that you are Marcus." Tan Fei's voice trembled with excitement.

Assistant Qin, who was standing nearby, widened his eyes.

Marcus?

The “lone wolf” trader who caused a bloody storm in Country Y’s financial world three years ago?

He subconsciously looked at his boss, but saw Shi Heng opening the plan with a normal expression.

"Chasing you from Yuncheng to the capital, just for this?" Shi Heng's fingertips were stained with wet ink.

There was a fresh wound on Tan Fei's right little finger, as if it was cut by paper.

"I want to participate in the next project as a partner, not as the young master of the Tan family."

Shi Heng closed the plan and asked, "Reason?"

"Three years ago, when you shorted the Chen family... you could have bankrupted them, but you kept the production line."

Tan Fei looked directly into Shi Heng's eyes. "My father said that the business world is like a battlefield, but true masters know when to put down their weapons."

The office fell silent.

Shi Heng was a little surprised, but then he regained his composure.

Assistant Qin suddenly realized.

No wonder Jinrui Fund was able to accurately target the stock market of Country Y back then. It turned out that those miraculous operations were all done by Mr. Shi.

There was a moment of silence.

Shi Heng tapped his fingertips twice on the business plan and suddenly said, "Ke Yang does have a project that's suitable for you."

Tan Fei's eyes lit up and then dimmed again, "Ke Yang? Isn't he in Yuncheng..."

He suddenly stopped mid-sentence, frowning, "Wait, when did he come to the capital?"

"It seems you really don't know."

Shi Heng sighed, "Last night at the Dark Night Bar, your mother gave him an ultimatum: earn three million within a month, or he won't be able to see your sister."

Tan Fei stood up suddenly, and the hem of his suit knocked over the teacup on the coffee table.

The tea stains spread across the documents, but he was completely unaware.

“My mother…!”

My right hand unconsciously reached for the phone in my pocket, only to then remember that I had turned it off while working on the project plan all night.

Shi Heng gestured to Assistant Qin, "Take Mr. Tan to the cafeteria for dinner first."

Turning to Tan Fei, he said, "Come to my office at 2 pm with your proposal."

Assistant Qin's eyes widened.

Would the eldest son of the Tan family, who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, be willing to go to the staff cafeteria?

"good!"

Tan Fei closed the file neatly, not caring about the tea stains on his fingertips. "It's a good opportunity to try the legendary Shi's Restaurant."

He quickly caught up with Assistant Qin, taking out his cell phone and turning it on as he walked.

The screen showed 23 missed calls, all from "Mother".

Shi Heng looked at the two people's backs as they left, then raised his hand to check his watch.

By this time, Gu Youran should have been waiting in his private restaurant.

Ten minutes later.

Shi Heng pushed open the door of the restaurant and saw Gu Youran concentrating on flipping through the script "The Hidden Meaning" in his hand.

"So serious?"

Shi Heng sat down beside her and put the cod with the bones removed into her bowl.

Gu Youran closed the script and smiled brightly, "Filming starts tomorrow, and we need to go over the first few scenes again.

Shi Heng elegantly cut the steak on the plate, "Tan Fei just came to me to discuss cooperation."

"Tan Fei?"

Gu Youran paused with her chopsticks, "Tan Min's brother?"

"Yes, that's him."

Gu Youran slowly put down her chopsticks, her eyes drifting toward the window. "Three years ago, I was taking care of Han Jingchen, who was in a wheelchair. Everyone disliked me as a caregiver."

"Tan Fei is the only one who doesn't look at me strangely and always defends me."

Shi Heng noticed the crab roe on the corner of her mouth and naturally reached out to wipe it off with his thumb, "Are you afraid that I will embarrass him?"

"No!"

Gu Youran wrinkled her nose like a kitten guarding its food. "I'm worried that his eldest son might be up to no good. Tan Min said he's too lazy to even look at his own company's financial statements..."

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