Chapter 76. Money is burning too much.
Ren Ziwei, who was enjoying himself in Shenzhen, received an unprecedented phone call: "Pick me up at the airport at 3:30 pm. Don't be late."
That voice sounds so familiar.
Ren Ziwei hesitated for a moment, then his expression changed drastically. The next moment, he spoke clearly and distinctly: "I'm sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily busy. Please try again later..."
"Your slip of the tongue isn't suited to be a customer service representative," came Han Cuo's disapproving voice from the other end of the line, before he hung up.
Ren Ziwei, whose Mandarin proficiency is clearly above Grade 2A: "..."
Feeling wronged, Ren Ziwei rushed to the mall office to find Jiang Miaomiao and plotted a grand plan to "resist South Korea".
But Jiang Miaomiao is extremely busy, how could she have time to play around with him?
"Go away." She reached out and pushed him away in disgust.
Ren Ziwei tugged at her sleeve and rubbed against her again... This repeated scene prompted a cool voice to interject: "You look like a mangy dog."
Ren Ziwei turned his head and saw Jiang Si, and snorted, "Why haven't you left yet?"
Jiang Si continued browsing online shopping on her phone without looking up: "I didn't eat your rice, what's it to you?"
Jiang Miaomiao suddenly said, "Since you two have nothing to do, why don't you join forces and practice on Han Cuo? I'll cover for you at any time."
Ren Ziwei's disdain was written all over his face. "She's too weak."
Jiang Si said incredulously, "Are you talking about me? Didn't even the Hong Kong entertainment news say I'm a two-faced femme fatale?"
Ren Ziwei scoffed, "You're happy to be described with such an adjective?"
Jiang Si touched her chin. "Compared to Tu Jiaojiao being described as a love-struck idiot and Song Xiyan being described as a public bus, my description is pretty good, right?"
Ren Ziwei: "You women's competition for females is really strange."
Jiang Miaomiao watched the two bickering until almost three o'clock before reminding them, "You should head to the airport." She saw through Ren Ziwei's true nature of being all bark and no bite; even when choosing a team, he would never openly offend anyone else.
He's a versatile and ever-present opportunist. He may be a bit of a joker, but he's actually quite clever.
Ren Ziwei shook his head and muttered, "I'm afraid of him."
Jiang Miaomiao's lips twitched: "Han Cuo is a businessman. He came to Pengcheng because he smelled the scent of money, not to have a gay relationship with you."
"I'm straight!" Ren Ziwei smacked his lips, and added, "Why should I be the one to pick you up at the airport? Aren't we all pampered young masters?"
Jiang Si, standing to the side, remained aloof, and then uttered a shocking remark: "Yes, they are all young masters of the White Horse Society."
Ren Ziwei: "..."
Ren Ziwei: "Shut up, you blind, love-struck idiot!"
Jiang Si threw the phone like a dart!
Everyone has a past; is it meaningful to keep bringing up such dark history?
...
At the airport.
Han Cuo and Chen Shi'an walked out, both dressed in sharp suits.
The more handsome and noble the two men were, the more listless Ren Ziwei, who was leaning against the railing in the waiting area, looked.
Chen Shian expressed his empathy for the sorrow emanating from Ren Ziwei.
He made a series of affected exclamations and walked up to Ren Ziwei, mocking him: "I wonder who was it last time who said 'unyielding to force,' and was determined to 'divide the world between Chu and Han, it's either you or me'?"
"I'm not picking you up, stop flattering yourself." Ren Ziwei's gaze passed over him, glancing at Han Cuo, who was adjusting his collar and exuding charm. "I'll be the driver, but you'll have to pay for your own hotel. My relationship with you is only worth the cost of this trip; anything more will be a service fee."
"Why didn't you call Jiang Miaomiao to pick you up at the airport?" Han Cuo frowned.
Does this mean you feel the event wasn't grand enough?
Ren Ziwei yelled, "You came all the way to Shenzhen to steal her job? She's not Tu Jiaojiao. She's lucky she didn't kick you to death, let alone pick you up at the airport?"
Chen Shi'an suddenly said, "Speaking of Tu Jiaojiao, I heard she's been saying she misses you terribly lately."
Ren Ziwei's pupils widened upon hearing this: "Why would she want me? I'm not going to be a sucker!"
Chen Shi'an also said in a serious tone, "She thinks about you and Jiang Miaomiao dying every day."
"..." Intimidated by Tu Jiaojiao's love-struck mind, Ren Ziwei was actually relieved that Tu Jiaojiao didn't have any improper thoughts about him, and his spirits immediately lifted. He turned his head and said proudly, "Hurry up and come with me, my time is precious."
Han Cuo followed up meaningfully, "Little Wei, looking down on others can lead to trouble."
"So stingy!" Chen Shi'an was speechless.
As Han Cuo's friend and subordinate, he immediately stepped forward to handle the formalities: "Excuse me, I need five of the best suites."
"Why do you two want five rooms?" Ren Ziwei asked, puzzled, when suddenly two heavy weights appeared on his shoulders. On his left and right were Xue Shaoyuan and Xiao Luolin!
What?!
"Why are you all here? I didn't see you earlier!"
Han Cuo, who was standing to the side, chuckled softly, "I already reminded you."
What did he remind me of? Ren Ziwei was dumbfounded.
With these two protectors here, wouldn't that mean Tu Jiaojiao, the leader of the Love-Brained Cult, be... Sure enough, when he saw Tu Jiaojiao, dressed in her finest attire, leaning towards Han Cuo, he slapped his forehead: Sure enough, even in death, she would still grovel in love!
Ren Ziwei shook off the two men's restraints, pouted, and sat down to the side. He was caught in a pincer movement and unhappy.
Xiao Luolin, being a good friend, stepped forward and hugged him again, saying, "You and Jiang Miaomiao are doing very well in Pengcheng. You should be happy to see your old friend again."
Ren Ziwei retorted coolly: "If it were three bows to you, I would be quite happy."
Xiao Luolin couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh under his armpit.
Han Cuo casually put his hands in his pockets and said, "We still have plenty of time. Why don't you invite her out for dinner tonight?"
Ren Ziwei said arrogantly, "No."
Han Cuo smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll pay."
Ren Ziwei snorted, "I think Brother Miao would feel nauseous eating at the same table as you."
Han Cuo was speechless for a moment. What he said was... "It's better to feel nauseous now than to develop stomach problems from hunger later."
...
When Ren Ziwei returned to his office in the shopping mall next door, he kept pondering as he walked: "What did Han Cuo mean by that?"
"You don't even understand this?" Jiang Si exclaimed in amazement at his intelligence. "He's obviously a self-proclaimed prophet, saying that my niece will starve to death because she won't be able to earn money in the future."
"Pah! No wonder you said you'd treat us to dinner. Are you trying to show off?" Ren Ziwei immediately rolled up his sleeves. Everyone knew Jiang Miaomiao was his cash cow. Stealing Jiang Miaomiao's business was like stealing his rice bowl!
Amidst her busy schedule, Jiang Miaomiao turned her head slightly and said, "Since that scoundrel Han is so eager to treat us to a meal, I'll gladly accept. Ren Ziwei, you should also do your part as a host and book a VIP room at Jiang Si's place for them, since they're unfamiliar with the area."
"Not killing him is the mark of a bastard!" Ren Ziwei belatedly realized what was happening and clenched his fists angrily.
***
Sishantang.
An elegant private room with excellent privacy.
A feast of delicacies from land and sea, a veritable culinary extravaganza, was laid out on the table, surrounded by a group of elegant young people.
"I want this dish, that dish, the whole page..." Ren Ziwei frantically ordered from the menu, only ordering what was expensive.
Han Cuo, sitting in the middle, looked at him with a half-smile.
Faced with the bullying gaze, Ren Ziwei retorted stubbornly: "How can you be so petty when Young Master Han is treating us to a meal?"
Han Cuo clicked his tongue.
A refined voice rang out, "I may not be short of money, but spending tens of thousands on a single meal? Have you lost your mind?"
Ren Ziwei pouted and said to the waiter, "Then remove the last seven seafood dishes."
“It’s alright, go ahead and order. I’ll pay for the last seven seafood dishes. We can take the leftovers home if we can’t finish them, so there’s no waste.” Jiang Miaomiao, who was sitting opposite Han Cuo, said generously, which made Ren Ziweidun feel triumphant again: “Waiter, give me double the last seven dishes.”
Under the lights, Han Cuo tilted his head slightly. He was already handsome and noble, but now, bathed in a halo of light, he truly looked like an immortal.
Immortal ≠ Human!
Han Cuo held back for the time being.
Jiang Miaomiao didn't move either.
The atmosphere became tense, so Chen Shi'an got up to pour tea to ease the tension.
He poured Jiang Miaomiao a cup as well, unexpectedly receiving a tea gift. He then raised an eyebrow: "I didn't realize Jiang was so polite to me."
Jiang Miaomiao replied, "Compared to you, I am indeed polite to even cats and dogs."
Chen Shi'an choked, then chuckled awkwardly, "Is it really necessary to snatch the bamboo shoot like that right off the bat?"
"Then you'd better not mess with me," Jiang Miaomiao replied.
Chen Shi'an wanted to say something more, but Han Cuo suddenly tapped the table and wisely returned to his seat. It was his turn to speak, "How is catching up with an old classmate considered provoking someone? Jiang Miaomiao, speak properly."
Jiang Miaomiao said, "You deliberately chose to open another mall near my mall, and you expect me to talk to you nicely when you come knocking on my door?"
Han Cuo raised an eyebrow: "The business world is like a battlefield, there's nothing I can do about it."
Jiang Miaomiao: "If they're all ancient foxes, why are they playing Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio?"
Han Cuo laughed and said, "The main thing is that I can have a second match with you."
Jiang Miaomiao: "Are you burning money?"
Han Cuo grunted and said lazily, "I really do have too much money and want to burn it."
"..." Damn, there's no way to respond to that. Jiang Miaomiao rolled her eyes.
Han Cuo felt instantly refreshed and happy to be taken advantage of.
So, the observant Ren Ziwei secretly ordered another grouper! If he wasn't afraid of being beaten by Jiang Si, he would have even wanted to eat the auspicious golden dragon fish that he bought at a high price at the entrance of the Fourth Dining Hall.
Not long after, Tu Jiaojiao, who was also at the dinner table, started causing trouble again.
"Jiang Miaomiao, I heard you've been trying to make connections in Hong Kong, attending countless banquets and parties, putting your arm around all sorts of CEOs and calling them brothers. It must be really tough. But is it really necessary? Just to make some money, you've forgotten all about a woman's modesty and elegance. If you work like a tomboy, you might never get married."
Jiang Miaomiao replied, "You're so reserved, so elegant, but I haven't seen you get married yet?"
Tu Jiaojiao felt a surge of hot blood well up inside her, and tried to make amends: "I was just overwhelmed by the choices, unlike you who was being picked over and no one wanted you!"
Jiang Miaomiao said, "I've chosen one from among many beautiful women, and good things are just around the corner. You're just attracting flies with your rotten flowers; your eyes have been stank in a cesspool."
Tu Jiaojiao: "..."
"Let me go, or I'll tear her mouth apart!" Tu Jiaojiao, who was trying to get up and attack, was immediately held back by Xiao Luolin and Xue Shaoyuan on either side.
Xue Shaoyuan even dared to cover her mouth and apologize to Jiang Miaomiao: "Sorry, she's still a bit naive."
"Yes, I accept this apology." Jiang Miaomiao nodded, and was pleased to see Tu Jiaojiao, whose mouth, nose, hands and feet were covered, become even angrier and more desperate.
A sense of unease quietly formed in Han Cuo's heart. Upon hearing that her good news was approaching, Han Cuo felt somewhat depressed.
She and Yan Yousui are actually getting married soon, while I'm still a bachelor, progress at 0!
She has it, he doesn't.
They were clearly at a disadvantage.
"This..." Jiang Miaomiao chuckled, "It's making my fists itch with laughter."
Han Cuo's face instantly darkened. "If you don't speak properly, I'll really mess with you!"
Being a clever person, Jiang Miaomiao immediately said in a serious and friendly manner, "Come on, let's talk properly."
Han Cuo shook his head: "So mercenary. Disgusting."
...
Scene switching.
Han Cuo appeared with Chen Shi'an and two assistants, still dressed formally, but his demeanor was completely different from yesterday's lazy and relaxed attitude. He seemed to be adept at displaying the right temperament for the right occasion.
For example, in this business negotiation, he unabashedly switched to the imposing demeanor of a superior.
They may argue, but words are just words. Who would actually risk a losing business to spite someone?
Han Cuo isn't the kind of domineering, idiotic CEO.
Jiang Miaomiao, Han Cuo, Jiang Si, Ren Ziwei, and Xue Shaoyuan all attended.
Tu Jiaojiao was still the kind of carefree young lady with an empty head. Although her two brothers had reminded her before she came to Pengcheng that if she wanted to achieve results, she should lower her stance and persuade Jiang Miaomiao to cooperate again, she didn't.
So, she's currently being kept in the office lobby.
Xiao Luolin, who was not a businessman, was also stopped in the lobby and accompanied by her, for fear that she might go crazy at any moment.
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