When Chu Yunxing asked that question, a hint of hesitation flashed across Song Mai's face.

"Let's borrow two people from Master Yun," Song Mai said with a smile, raising his wine glass in a deep voice.

She glanced at Chu Yunxing guiltily, like a cunning little fox, charming and adorable.

"Didn't you already take it away?"

“These two people are just temporarily borrowed from me.” Song Mai blinked. “I’m planning to open a studio and I need Master Yun’s help.”

"Tell me, what are your thoughts?" Chu Yunxing knew that she had always been a person with her own opinions, and now he was even more curious about what plans she could make.

"My studio can temporarily cooperate with Master Yun. Once Master Yun gets back the agreed amount, the studio will become independent again."

Chu Yunxing nodded thoughtfully: "You mean you want me to invest in your studio?"

"That's right, I believe Master Yun is aware of my capabilities. In the near future, Master Yun's investment will definitely pay off."

The repeated use of "Master Yun" made Chu Yunxing frown. After a moment of contemplation, he nodded slightly: "It is indeed a good idea, but have you thought about how to establish yourself in the country?"

Too many companies and enterprises want to get a piece of this pie, and given that Song Mai has now merged with her previous company, the resources she can get will likely be much less.

The domestic market is not doing well to begin with, and with so many people vying for a piece of the pie, Songmai would not be able to survive if it did not have its own unique strengths.

"I've thought about that too, it just depends on whether Master Yun will give me the chance."

In conversations between intelligent people, the other person's intentions can be understood in just a few words.

"You want to have the current Yunxing Group projects listed under your studio's name." Chu Yunxing slowly raised the wine glass in his hand and gently swirled it.

“I know this request is a bit presumptuous for Master Yun, but I want to sign a performance-based agreement with him. If I can earn twice the amount originally agreed upon within two months, the studio will become independent, and any problems with the project will be forgiven.” Song Mai had already prepared all of this and took out a contract from his bag.

Chu Yunxing glanced at it indifferently and did not open it immediately.

"If it is not completed, both the studio and I will become employees of Yunxing Group."

Bai Wan'er has a certain international influence, and if she could become an employee of Yunxing Group, she could bring great benefits to the company.

Thinking about it this way, Chu Yunxing's business was a sure thing.

"With your own abilities, it's not too difficult to get sponsorships from abroad, so why insist on focusing on domestic ones?"

This was a question that Chu Yunxing had always found very strange.

He carefully investigated Song Mai's achievements abroad. In just five years, he was able to make such extraordinary achievements, which made many people envious.

"I don't know why, but there's always been a strong obsession in my heart that's guiding me back to China."

Song Mai sighed softly and turned to look out the window.

"In fact, many times I have wondered where this obsession comes from. When I finally stepped into Southern Metropolis Daily, I felt a sense of belonging that I had never felt abroad."

She looked down at the wine glass in her hand with a faint sadness.

"I don't know if losing my past memories is a good thing or a bad thing."

This sight pained Chu Yunxing deeply, and he frowned deeply.

"Did the doctor say when the memory might be restored?"

Song Mai shook her head: "The doctor said that this memory was too traumatic for me, which is why my body triggered its protective mechanism."

"Can't you remember anything at all?"

Chu Yunxing's voice was choked with emotion, as if he was conveying feelings that he couldn't express.

Song Mai shook her head bitterly: "Since returning to China, fragments of details keep flashing through my mind. These fragments keep passing before my eyes, but I can't remember them no matter what I do."

"Feel sorry."

The sudden apology made Song Mai chuckle: "You don't owe me anything, why are you apologizing to me?"

Chu Yunxing did not speak.

The guilt he felt was something he could never make up for in his lifetime.

After a long silence, Song Mai broke the stillness.

"After saying all that, does Master Yun agree with my idea?"

"Of course." Chu Yunxing also perked up and said softly, "Since you have thought it through, I naturally will not give up this sure-fire deal."

Upon hearing this, Song Mai couldn't help but beam with joy: "Master Yun, please take a look at this contract. If there are no problems, you can sign it now."

"good."

He signed his name without any hesitation.

Song Mai was somewhat surprised as she watched him write the three characters in a flamboyant and elegant style.

"Don't you want to take a closer look?"

"I trust you."

These four words shattered Song Mai's heart: "You said the same thing last time, why do you trust me so much?"

"Just as you feel a sense of belonging when you return to your home country, I also have unconditional trust in you."

The two exchanged a smile and, with perfect understanding, raised their glasses.

"But you helped me resolve the photo issue last time, right?"

The photos caused quite a stir within the company, but after only two days, all the information disappeared, and everyone fell silent about it.

Presumably only this Master Yun has such ability.

"These rumors shouldn't be wasting the company's resources. I'm doing this for the company's sake," Chu Yunxing said casually.

He dealt not only with the rumors, but also with the people who spread the photos.

He initially intended to reveal Grandpa Chu's identity, but then he thought that if Song Mai didn't know that the old man was her grandfather, she might be able to lower her guard.

When I stepped out of the restaurant, it was snowing and pouring rain outside.

Chu Yunxing subconsciously looked down at her beside him and said, "Let me take you home."

In the blink of an eye, Assistant Liu had driven the car to them. His movements were fluid and effortless, as if he had been prepared all along.

Song Mai pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.

On the way back, Ji Feng made one phone call after another.

Song Mai didn't answer the call, but instead muted the phone, letting him keep dialing.

Aren't you going to answer the phone?

Chu Yunxing asked curiously.

Song Mai shook her head: "Too tired."

After finding out that Ji Fenghe was hiding something from her, she was completely disappointed in him.

She hates being deceived, no matter the reason. Perhaps Ji Fenghe was thinking of himself, but after being together for so many years, how could they not understand the lessons they had to face together?

Since he is determined to keep this from me, it means that this matter is detrimental to me.

She sighed in distress and said nothing more.

This is ultimately a matter between the two of them and has nothing to do with Chu Yunxing.

There's no point in saying more, so I'll just keep quiet.