Zhou Peiwei originally wanted to talk more with Shen Yuan, but she didn’t expect him to say such things. After what happened last time, how could he pretend like nothing had happened?
Not long after venting, Shen Yuan sent her another WeChat message. Zhou Peiwei was determined to ignore him, but in the end, she couldn’t resist opening it.
"I kind of want something to happen between us again, but you don’t give me a chance, coming to the gym with a bodyguard."
Zhou Peiwei couldn’t help but laugh at this, thinking to herself what an insincere man he was.
"Hmph, dream on!"
Zhou Peiwei sent the message directly. Despite her haughty response, she was already less bothered by the earlier incident and was even looking forward to going to Shen Yuan’s house again.
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Meanwhile, at The Waldorf.
Shen Yuan chatted for a while with Zhou Peiwei, then he put down his phone. When dealing with recently met women, he realized the importance of moderation and precision—it would keep her thinking about him.
"College girls are so easy to deceive, and she even comes with a buy-one-get-one-free deal."
Shen Yuan thought to himself with a yawn, preparing to go to bed.
However, at that moment, the lights dimmed suddenly, and Shen Yuan turned around in surprise to find the class belle standing in front of him, wearing a qipao.
The elegant light blue sleeveless qipao revealed her fair lotus arms, and her hair was pinned up.
The qipao was obviously a size too small, bulging at the chest area and tightly accentuating her waist, though her hips seemed about to burst the seams.
Shen Yuan was momentarily stunned, "Why are you wearing someone else’s qipao?"
"Because I am the technician."
Fang Minhui, with lively sparkling eyes, took small deliberate steps towards him, her movements restricted by the tight waist of the qipao.
This scene reminded Shen Yuan of the previous night with the gentle acupressure, soft murmurs, and appropriate skin contact by the ladies in qipao, Xiao Rou and Xiao Xue. Delightful indeed.
Today, Xiao Xue even sent him a message saying she could be "freely available."
Shen Yuan thought she had made a typo and corrected her, but she replied that she had not made a mistake.
However, Shen Yuan never took public transportation; with his array of sleek private cars, why would he?
"Sir, you can lie down on the bed now, I will take care of you."
Fang Minhui said sweetly, bowing slightly and making a beckoning gesture.
Shen Yuan’s sleepiness vanished instantly. He raised an eyebrow, "You haven’t introduced yourself yet, and you need to tell me about the services and the charges."
Fang Minhui, holding her chin up thoughtfully, said, "The service details are a secret. But the charge isn’t too high."
"How much is it?" Shen Yuan asked.
Fang Minhui leaned in close to Shen Yuan’s ear and whispered softly, "6 billion, payable in installments, 2 billion at a time."
Shen Yuan’s lips curled up, "That’s pretty expensive, how about 4 billion?"
"Just a small business, absolutely no bargaining,"
Fang Minhui helped Shen Yuan lie down, her eyes seductive, "Mr. Shen, please lie down."
"This is a rip-off; I need to think about it."
Shen Yuan pretended to hesitate.
"That’s fine, Mr. Shen, take your time to consider."
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Despite saying this, Fang Minhui began unbuttoning her qipao— one, two, three buttons.
As she unfastened the third, Fang Minhui paused, shyly covering her white bra.
"Mr. Shen, please turn your head; I need to change back into my original clothes."
Fang Minhui bit her lip and took two steps back, her eyes coyly fixed on Shen Yuan.
Shen Yuan scoffed, "Tonight, one of us must die."
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The next day, under Ella’s guidance, Shen Yuan and Fang Minhui picked two famous scenic spots to visit, but neither of them was very interested in these historical sites. They found the 798 Art District they visited in the evening more intriguing.
On the third day, Shen Yuan, carrying tobacco and liquor, arrived at Zhu Lei’s home.
Zhu Lei’s house was located in a high-end neighborhood in Chaoyang, a large flat of over 300 square meters, decorated in a Chinese style, mostly furnished with rosewood.
Seeing what Shen Yuan brought, Zhu Lei didn’t stand on ceremony and laughed heartily, "Good tobacco, good liquor."
"It was prepared in a hurry; I hope it’s to Zhu Dong’s liking,"
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Shen Yuan said with a smile.
"How could it not be? Come, try the premium Mount Huang early spring tea I’ve brewed."
Zhu Lei led Shen Yuan to the tea room, brewing the tea leisurely, and praised, "I can’t believe it, so young and already the third-largest shareholder of Mu. When I was your age, my career hadn’t even started."
"Just luck."
Shen Yuan thought to himself, primarily the favor of the System.
"Luck certainly plays a part, but there must also be indispensable skills and background."
Zhu Lei handed Shen Yuan a cup of freshly brewed tea, "Brother Shen, the shareholders’ meeting is just for show, and the vice-chairman is just a nominal position. Have you ever thought about participating in the management of Mu?"
Shen Yuan gently tapped on the tea table, took a sip from his cup, and replied, "To be honest with Zhu brother, I have no such intentions."
"Is it really no intention, or do you feel that Mu’s platform is too small?"
Zhu Lei chuckled, "It’s not only me who thinks this. Many shareholders feel your background isn’t simple, quietly acquiring those 15% shares. You know, Mu is on the rise now, profits are impressive, not just me, other shareholders also want to hold more shares."
"Shares represent talking rights. I’m nearly 60, can’t always be autocratic. Many are eying my position and shares."
"But I think I can still work for a few more years, at least until I’m 65—that’s only five more years. So I wanted to know if you’re interested in participating in the management or perhaps even reselling your shares?"