94: My birthday wish

Pan Renxing took out all the suits and hung them up. Already being stout, he was drenched in sweat from the effort and sat under the air conditioner, gasping for breath.

"Thi... Third Brother, my dad said you must be so broke you don't even have your underwear left. So how do you have a patek philippe and a bentley? Could it be that your Weibo posts were actually real?"

Jiang Chuan had already showered, changed his clothes, and was shaving as he casually replied, "In this world, no tree can block the sun; a sugar mommy will put your life on the run. Luxury cars and villas, all for you to stay; life becomes a cheat code in every way."

"Third Brother, are you studying for the postgraduate entrance exam? You're full of rhymes!"

Pan Renxing naturally didn't believe that the Third Brother, who had such strong self-esteem, would be kept by a rich woman; it would be more believable if it were him instead.

Since the other party was unwilling to say more, he didn't ask further; everyone was entitled to a few secrets.

Just then, a knock sounded at the door.

"The door's unlocked!"

Feng Qiqi pushed the door open and walked in, having fully recovered. She greeted the two of them warmly and walked into the room to sit on the sofa near the boss.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Jiang Chuan stopped chatting and asked, "Fourth Brother, how's the progress on your end? I heard from the Eldest Brother that things are going fairly smoothly for him."

"Everything else is going smoothly, but they just won't agree to the minimum price requirement. That President Qin is impervious to both persuasion and threats; he's a tough nut to crack."

"What if you start with his hobbies?"

Mentioning that man made Pan Renxing's face crumple in distress, as he had clearly suffered quite a bit. He shook his head and said,

"I've checked. This guy is like an ascetic; he doesn't have a single hobby. He's divorced, has no children, and never leaves his house except for work."

Jiang Chuan didn't believe there were truly people without desires in this world; otherwise, he should be the one ruling Lecheng.

"Oh? Tell me about him in detail. I'll go meet him tomorrow!"

Pan Renxing had clearly done his homework and had even asked his father for advice. He recounted the man's personality in full detail.

Little Green Tea took notes seriously with her notebook, looking quite like a professional secretary.

Based on the description, Jiang Chuan formed a basic outline: serious, earnest, no personal hobbies, and a workaholic.

Feng Qiqi stopped her typing hand, feeling that there was no need to record this person at all. He was too simple, but the simpler a person was, the fewer weaknesses they had, leaving absolutely no opening to exploit.

"A person like this simply has no flaws. If he doesn't want to cooperate, there's absolutely nothing we can do."

Pan Renxing strongly agreed; he had tried every method over the past few days, and none of them had any effect.

Jiang Chuan's fingers tapped habitually, but since this hotel didn't have a coffee table, only a high desk, he had no choice but to tap on Little Green Tea's leg as he thought deeply.

"Actually, this person's weakness is already obvious. Being a workaholic is his biggest weakness!"

Feng Qiqi no longer cared about the man's weaknesses; she only felt that her own 'weaknesses' were about to be exposed, so she quickly moved his hand down a little.

"Third Brother, you mean...?"

Jiang Chuan withdrew his hand. Seeing that their gazes had finally shifted away, he continued,

"Fourth Brother, you still don't understand our project well enough. We're cooperating, not scamming him. A win-win is the goal. A person who works hard will not refuse a massive profit."

Pan Renxing understood the idea, but he truly didn't know how to achieve a win-win. He'd find out tomorrow anyway, so he didn't ask further, but instead raised a question that had puzzled him for a long time.

"Third Brother, doesn't Falling City have these kinds of companies? Why come out here to look for them? It's tiring and troublesome."

Jiang Chuan didn't answer but turned to look at Little Green Tea; he had already answered this question more than once.

Feng Qiqi, seeing she finally had a chance to show her worth, cleared her throat and said,

"We can't put all our eggs in one basket, or we'll be controlled by others. If the weight is concentrated in one place, it's too risky. President Jiang says one must always be on guard against others."

Seeing that the main business was mostly concluded, Jiang Chuan took out his phone to make a video call to the Eldest Brother to synchronize their progress.

The other party had gone to a home furnishing company in Water City, and it had gone surprisingly smoothly. The contract was already signed, and he was currently on the high-speed rail, heading to Yongcheng in Zhejiang Province.

Pan Renxing was particularly unconvinced. Once the two finished talking about work, he snatched the phone and said,

"Eldest Brother, it's just a partner company; there's no need to sell your body!"

"Scram!"

Zhang Mingzhe knew nothing good would come out of the other's mouth. He said that one word succinctly and hung up the phone.

Pan Renxing had a belly full of words that were all stifled back, nearly causing him internal injuries.

Jiang Chuan glanced at the time; it was already evening. It wasn't a good time to visit Uncle Pan, so he decided to go after finishing his work. He stood up and said, "Let's go, Fourth Brother, take us out to dinner!"

"How do you, a person wearing a patek philippe and driving a bentley, have the nerve to ask me to treat you to dinner?"

Pan Renxing felt insulted. Ever since joining Starlight, his allowance had been cut in half, and the company hadn't paid salaries yet. Right now, his pockets were cleaner than his face.

Jiang Chuan decisively took off his watch and even thoughtfully helped the other put it on before saying, "Alright, I've lent it to you now. Treat us to dinner."

Feng Qiqi's funny bone was inexplicably tickled. She held onto him with both hands, shaking with laughter, unable to stop.

"Third Sister-in-law, stop laughing. Can you give me the money back?"

Hearing this, Little Green Tea immediately stopped laughing. She raised her small head and said, "If you keep calling me that from now on, I'll give you the money!"

"Then forget it. I'll see if any other Third Sister-in-laws have gifts for me."

"You dare!"

Feng Qiqi couldn't out-argue him, so she caught up to the boss walking ahead, hugging his arm and acting spoiled, "President Jiang~ he's bullying me, won't you help me get revenge?~"

"It's fine, he's going to treat us to dinner anyway!"

Looking at the two walking in front of him, Pan Renxing felt that coming to pick up the Third Brother was the worst decision he'd ever made.

First he was flexed on, now he had to watch their public display of affection, and in the end, he even had to treat them to dinner!

When Pan Renxing got downstairs, he found there was something even more tragic: he actually had to be the driver and take them to dinner!

No wonder the Third Brother had lent him the car so readily; he had been waiting for this!

Was there no justice? Was there no law?

The group arrived at a time-honored restaurant called Lou Nei Lou. Its most famous dishes were Vinegar Fish, Longjing Shrimp, and Beggar's Chicken.

Except for Little Green Tea, who was in Hangzhou City for the first time, none of the three wanted to order the famous Vinegar Fish.

Feng Qiqi had heard of this famous dish long ago and really wanted to try it, and in the end, she got her wish.

I'll tell you what, it really was something.

In the end, it successfully stood out; every other dish was wiped clean except for it, so it could be considered a great service.

Feng Qiqi didn't actually let the Fourth Brother pay the bill; she used the excuse of going to the restroom to settle the account in advance.

After finishing their meal, Jiang Chuan and the others returned to the car. He immediately snatched the watch back and said indignantly,

"If I'd known you weren't going to treat, I wouldn't have lent it to you. You're lowering the class of this watch!"

"Third Brother, if you have nothing to say, you don't have to speak!"

Feng Qiqi only felt incredibly relaxed being with them. There was none of the intrigue from her time at the foreign trade company; she had fallen in love with this place from her very first day.

Listening to their teasing bickering, at this moment, there was no comparison or desire. Even if they were poor, as long as Jiang Chuan was by her side, she was very willing to spend the rest of her life here.

This was her wish on her twenty-fourth birthday, a date only she knew.

June 25, 2014.

Happy Birthday!