Chapter 91: Another Turmoil Erupts During the Centennial Celebration

Several days later.

Wei Chizheng's injuries had almost completely healed. He stood in front of the French windows and buttoned up the last button of his shirt, at which point Mu Lin handed him his suit.

Wei Chizheng straightened his clothes, and Mu Lin stood beside him. "Second Master, I heard that Yuanzheng Transportation plans to sell 30% of Dejia Wharf. People in the industry are saying that a woman who is an artist wants to switch to the transportation industry. It's like shooting herself in the foot. It would be strange if she could run it well."

Wei Chizheng put on the sapphire cufflinks and smiled mockingly, "A bunch of ignorant people."

Mu Lin was puzzled. "How is that ignorance? If you ask me, Miss Xie was already quite successful in taking over Dejia Wharf from Pei Jingchuan. It must be because Morgan Bank's loan interest rate was too high. Miss Xie overestimated her own strength back then, which is why she is in such a passive position now. Second Master, should we help Miss Xie?"

Wei Chizheng was in high spirits and looked refreshed. He had a smile on his lips. "Of course I'll help."

Mu Lin followed behind him eagerly, saying, "I knew it, Second Master definitely wouldn't stand idly by."

Wei Chizheng changed into high-end leather shoes, his eyes smiling. "Isn't she going to sell 30% of the share? Go contact Yuanzheng Transportation and tell them we are also interested in buying."

Upon hearing this, Mu Lin was completely dumbfounded. "What do you mean? Second Master, weren't you going to use your money to your advantage?"

Wei Chizheng glanced at Mu Lin with annoyance, "Don't you need to keep your head as an inheritance?"

Mu Lin looked bewildered, "..."

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Before we knew it, the Hong Kong Academy for Fine Arts' centennial celebration was upon us.

Principal Zhu had previously invited Xie Nanzhi to attend the school's anniversary celebration as a guest, and she arrived as promised.

Looking at this hall of fame that countless art students dream of, she felt a mix of emotions.

Xie Nanzhi will graduate from here in just one year.

Unfortunately, fate played a cruel trick on us.

Fortunately, all efforts will blossom into the most beautiful flowers, and she will appear here in a better way.

Xie Nanzhi wore a pale yellow floral dress, her long hair cascading down her back. She walked quietly through the campus, a gentle breeze caressing her face, as tender as a painting.

Suddenly, a youthful face gently patted her shoulder. Xie Nanzhi turned around, and the male classmate looked shy. "Senior, could I have your contact information?"

A gentle breeze ruffled a strand of hair at her temple, and Xie Nanzhi smiled faintly, "Classmate, I'm not a student here."

The male student seemed surprised. "Senior, is this an excuse you made up to reject me?"

After all, in the eyes of the male students, Xie Nanzhi was young, beautiful and had an outstanding temperament. Looking around the port city, which other university could cultivate such an outstanding student?

Just then, a large hand landed on the male student's shoulder. Feeling a strong grip, he instinctively looked over.

Then, the man pursed his thin lips and asked, "Excuse me, do you need something from my girlfriend?"

The man had a sharp, arrogant gaze, and beneath his high, straight nose were two lips that held a mocking smile.

Wei Chizheng was tall and slender, and his handmade custom-made suit made him look incredibly handsome. Even the crabapple blossoms in the garden couldn't compare to his stunning appearance.

It's the aura of a successful man that a college student who hasn't even graduated yet can't suppress.

Upon hearing this, the male student ran away without saying a word.

Seeing this, Xie Nanzhi burst out laughing.

Wei Chizheng raised an eyebrow and said, "Miss Nan is truly charming; even a young boy falls for you at first sight."

Xie Nanzhi mimicked Wei Chizheng's teasing tone, "Mr. Wei is quite intimidating; look how he scared that young upstart so much that he ran away as fast as he could."

Wei Chi puffed out his chest and raised his head proudly, not at all angry. "Miss Nan, are you here to attend the school anniversary celebration?"

Xie Nanzhi nodded. "Mr. Wei, too?"

According to Wei Chizheng, he donated two buildings to the Hong Kong Academy of Fine Arts, and Principal Zhu invited him to attend the school's anniversary celebration.

Xie Nanzhi seemed thoughtful. It wasn't that she suspected Wei Chi of faking the donation, but she felt that they had been meeting a little too frequently lately.

It seems like I run into him no matter where I go.

The two headed to the school anniversary celebration site.

The school anniversary celebration was held in an outdoor circular stadium. Xie Nanzhi and Wei Chizheng were seated in the first row, and they happened to be next to each other.

Xie Nanzhi sat down, her thoughts wandering.

Xie Nanzhi couldn't help but think of Zhou Mubin's analysis a few days ago, and her leisurely gaze fell on the man beside her.

She had to admit that Wei Chizheng's appearance was exactly what she was looking for, and his way of handling things never felt forced; he always managed to strike the perfect balance.

Such a man is undoubtedly fatally attractive to women.

Suddenly, Wei Chizheng looked over, and Xie Nanzhi almost got caught red-handed, her gaze immediately drifting into the distance.

"Miss Nan, I heard you're going to sell 30% of your stake in Dejia Wharf?"

Xie Nanzhi nodded absentmindedly, picked up the bottle of mineral water on the table, opened the cap, and took a big gulp. "Hmm, poor management, need to tie up some working capital."

Seeing through it but not saying anything, Wei Chizheng simply said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions.

Later, Principal Zhu came to them personally and said that he wanted to invite all the guests to dinner after the school anniversary celebration.

Xie Nanzhi did not refuse, and Wei Chizheng agreed.

Before the school anniversary celebration officially began, Xie Nanzhi went to the restroom.

However, as Xie Nanzhi left, a fierce and sinister gaze followed her relentlessly, like a snake twisting in a ditch.

...

The school anniversary celebration officially began with a salute and balloons.

The first person to speak was the principal, who recounted the school's first hundred years of development, spoke of its current achievements, and finally looked to the future.

The polite words almost put Xie Nanzhi to sleep.

She gradually drifted into a drowsy state, her body unconsciously leaning to one side. Wei Chizheng took advantage of this and, just as Xie Nanzhi was about to slump over, caught her head with his shoulder.

The movement was so light that Xie Nanzhi didn't even notice.

Wei Chizheng smiled as he gazed at her sleeping face with tenderness in his eyes.

The school anniversary celebration continued, and the invited guests took to the stage one after another. Xie Nanzhi suddenly heard her name and immediately woke up.

It was only then that she realized she had fallen asleep leaning on Wei Chizheng's shoulder.

"Next, please welcome the famous painter Amanda to the stage. Let's give Ms. Amanda a warm round of applause."

As Xie Nanzhi stood up, she heard Wei Chizheng say, "Miss Nan, my arm is numb."

Eager to get on stage, he spoke faster than he thought, casually replying, "Stop yelling, I'll take you to a massage parlor later."

After speaking, Xie Nanzhi stepped onto the stage amidst Wei Chizheng's astonished gaze.

There were probably tens of thousands of people in the audience. Xie Nanzhi's appearance was a pleasant surprise for everyone, and the students in the audience were noticeably more energetic.

"It's Amanda, my idol! I actually saw her in person today! I'm going to get her autograph later."

"Count me in, I want one too."

"And me, I want to take a picture with my idol and stick it on my wall so I can look at it every day."

...

On stage, Xie Nanzhi outshone everyone else; even if she did nothing, just standing there was a visual feast.

She slowly took the microphone, "Hello everyone, I'm Amanda. I'm very happy to have the opportunity to stand here and share my experiences with you all today..."

Suddenly, a voice interrupted her, "Xie Nanzhi, you bastard child born of a mistress, you don't deserve to be here, get out of here."