【Aloof Older Man × Frail, Pseudo-Innocent Flower, Age Gap + Female Lead's Deliberate Approach】
When Mr. Li visited Jing City, he returned with a young girl by his side.
<...Chapter 134 "Have you decided on her?"
After Fan Sizhu walked out of the box, he met Chen Jinyao and his assistant and greeted him, "Mr. Chen."
Chen Jinyao had just seen Fan Sizhuo and had clearly heard what he said to the Jin couple at the door. As he approached and saw the documents in his hand, he had a guess in his mind and said with almost certainty, "Mr. Li, are you here to sign a contract with the Jin family today?"
Fan Sizhu hesitated for a moment and said, "I showed them the project book, but there is no contract yet."
Chen Jinyao sneered: "So you plan to sign it."
Fan Sizhu did not refute. He understood that such a small matter could not be hidden from Chen Jinyao.
Li Yansheng came out of the lounge while talking on the phone and saw Chen Jinyao and Fan Sizhu talking to each other. He said to the person on the phone, "Go to the car and wait for me first," and then hung up.
Seeing him coming, Fan Sizhuo quickly said, "Boss."
He thought to himself that Mr. Chen's words were as sharp as their boss's. It would be better to let them torture each other!
Chen Jinyao turned around and saw Li Yansheng. He raised his eyebrows and said jokingly, "I heard that you spent a lot of money on your beloved tonight?"
Giving a big project casually for a little girl is just spending a huge amount of money!
Chen Jinyao had long known that Li Yansheng was serious about Lin Shutang, but he had never imagined he would go to such lengths for her. He had gone through so much trouble tonight, probably to avoid the Jin family from bearing a grudge against Lin Shutang.
"You are well-informed." Li Yansheng lit a cigarette for himself and walked towards the lounge he had just come out of.
Chen Jinyao handed his coat to the assistant behind him and followed him. He sat down on the sofa. Li Yansheng had already poured him a cup of tea.
Before he could speak, Li Yansheng asked, "Is everything going well?"
He was talking about Chen Jinyao's dinner tonight. The Chen family had recently encountered some problems with a project. It wasn't about funding, but at a critical stage, the higher-ups refused to approve it.
Chen Jinyao invited a few people to dinner tonight to discuss this project.
"Not bad. He wanted me to invest in that piece of land in the east of the city, but Mr. Li talked me out of it."
Li Yansheng leaned back on the sofa and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. "When people get old, they tend to think about unrealistic things. After working in that position for most of their lives, it's understandable that they want a promotion before retiring."
Chen Jinyao sneered, "After all these years, this is all he has. If he were to move to another place, I might consider it."
It was obvious at a glance that this wasteland might not be developed in the next few decades, so he would not do such a thankless task.
Li Yansheng did not refute Chen Jinyao's words.
They are businessmen, not philanthropists. Call it selfishness or self-interest, it's perfectly normal for businessmen to pursue profit.
They weren't the only ones in the company; so many people were watching over them. They couldn't afford to give up their own interests for the sake of what others called a greater good. If they did, the company wouldn't be able to survive.
Chen Jinyao took a sip of tea, looked at Li Yansheng, and changed the subject: "I see that you look very radiant lately. Are you quite happy being King Zhou?"
Li Yansheng smiled faintly and responded to his teasing, a rare gesture: "Wait until I've really lost everything you have before you say this."
Chen Jinyao: "If that day ever comes, I won't be the first one to come after you. The Li family will definitely not let you go."
After saying that, he glanced at where Li Yansheng's little finger was, and seeing that there was nothing there, he dropped his joking expression and spoke more seriously, "Have you decided on her?"
Li Yansheng was silent for a moment, looking out the window, wondering what he was thinking.