Chapter 231: Platinum Princess (Part 4)

"Who is it?"

Zheng Qian was still focused on replying to messages on his phone when he suddenly heard someone knocking at the door, accompanied by a gentle and refined female voice.

It sounded very familiar.

"It's me, President Zheng, Yao Qiuqiu."

"Are you free to let me in and talk now?"

Yao Qiuqiu had sent Zheng Qian several messages with no reply, so in desperation, she inquired about Zheng Qian's location and came up to find him in person.

Zheng Qian opened the door and saw that it really was Yao Qiuqiu.

"I sent you several messages... but you didn't reply to me, *sob*."

"Come in first, I'm still busy."

Zheng Qian poked his head out to look left and right, and upon discovering that Song Yaxian was not nearby, he hurriedly let Yao Qiuqiu inside.

If she saw her, it would be troublesome; who knows, the misunderstanding might deepen.

Zheng Qian typed slowly on his phone and couldn't keep up with the messages, so he logged into WeChat on his laptop to reply to the messages from those presidents.

Because the computer screen was facing away from Yao Qiuqiu, it gave her the illusion that Zheng Qian was very busy.

About twenty minutes later.

Zheng Qian's hands finally left the keyboard.

"What is it that you need?"

Only then did Zheng Qian take a careful look at Yao Qiuqiu.

He saw her wearing a maritime uniform, standing not far away with her hands clasped between her legs, looking coy, shy, and bashful.

"Eh? Why aren't you sitting? Go ahead and sit."

"It's okay, it's okay, President Zheng, I'm fine standing."

"Actually, it's nothing major, I just wanted to invite you to lunch. Is it convenient for you?"

???

She wouldn't come to his door without a reason.

Last time, between him and Jiang Yanran, Yao Qiuqiu had chosen Jiang Yanran and left him on the sidelines.

During that time, the two had absolutely no communication on WeChat, at most just liking each other's posts.

Since she had taken the initiative to find him this time, Zheng Qian could roughly guess what it was about.

Seeing that he had won a cruise ship, she probably wanted to talk to him about working on the cruise ship, right?

"I do have time now, I'm just too lazy to go out."

"I'll call the front desk and have them send some food up."

"That... that works too." Yao Qiuqiu agreed.

Zheng Qian was staying in the presidential suite, which had a direct line to the front desk. He picked up the phone, and someone answered immediately; he didn't even need to dial.

Zheng Qian casually ordered some expensive dishes from the menu, and soon, a waiter pushed a cart to the door to deliver the food.

Upon seeing Zheng Qian, the waiter was a bit stunned.

He was specifically assigned to serve the presidential suite, and he had delivered food to Zheng Qian twice yesterday, but the person sitting opposite him was a woman with a refined temperament.

How come it wasn't the same person today?

Did she change into a uniform in advance?

How would a waiter dare to pry into the affairs of a big shot? This presidential suite cost six figures a night; perhaps it was just a small gift he gave away casually, so having many girls around was normal...

When would he ever get to live such a life of extravagance, with different girls accompanying him every day!

The suite was on the 74th floor, one of the tallest buildings in Jiangnan.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, one could catch a glimpse of the charm of the Jiangnan water towns.

After the food was served, Yao Qiuqiu did not sit opposite Zheng Qian, but instead sat right next to him, pressing closely against him.

"President Zheng... I actually invited you to dinner because I wanted to apologize to you..."

Yao Qiuqiu felt bad for making Zheng Qian spend money on her again; originally, she had intended to pay for this meal herself.

Although she was temporarily unemployed, she could still afford the cost of a meal.

Ordering food at a star-rated hotel was more than twice as expensive as eating outside.

"It's fine, eat."

Zheng Qian didn't care about this small amount of money; he had just earned five billion at the auction.

This meal cost didn't even count as a fraction of that.

Furthermore, this meal was being treated by Zheng Qian, and the system would give him a rebate, so he wouldn't have to spend a single cent.

"Alright, I accept your apology. I never took such a trivial matter to heart." Zheng Qian said very casually.

Yao Qiuqiu had indeed come to find Zheng Qian this time to talk to him about working on the cruise ship.

Previously, when Zheng Qian spoke on stage and said he bought it for Song Yaxian, Yao Qiuqiu didn't believe it at all.

For a big shot like Zheng Qian, when facing an interview from the auctioneer, how could he possibly expose his plans so easily?

Song Yaxian was clearly Zheng Qian's secretary, okay?

A five-hundred-million cruise ship given to a secretary?

Who would believe that!

It was obviously just an excuse to brush off the auctioneer.

"President Zheng, I actually have something I want to ask you." Yao Qiuqiu said hesitantly, gathering her courage.

Zheng Qian kept his head down, eating, without even lifting his eyelids, let alone looking at Yao Qiuqiu.

He already knew what was coming.

"About that cruise ship of yours, are you short on staff? If you haven't found a crew, what do you think of my team?"

"Those sisters of mine, you met them last time."

Yao Qiuqiu finally got to the point.

"As for that... I really haven't considered it."

Although this cruise ship was a gift for Song Yaxian, how would Song Yaxian have the ability to manage a cruise ship? At the very least, it would require a professional management company to be in charge.

As for letting Yao Qiuqiu's team work on the cruise ship, that was just a matter of a single word from Zheng Qian; he could make the decision completely.

"Then... would you consider it?"

Zheng Qian suddenly felt that Yao Qiuqiu's leg was in the wrong place. Why was it resting on his thigh?

No, no, why did Yao Qiuqiu take off her shoes?

Where are you putting your hands?

Don't go too far, hey!

"Look... can this make you forgive my impolite behavior last time?"

"That depends on how your attitude is."

Hearing this, Yao Qiuqiu immediately put down the knife and fork in her hand and crawled under the dining table.

...

Outside the door.

Yao Manman had been pacing back and forth.

She had sent Zheng Qian several messages with no reply, and feeling very anxious, she had come straight upstairs to find Zheng Qian.

At the time, Zheng Qian hadn't actually fired her in the office; he had only pretended to.

The two had negotiated a condition: if Yao Manman was willing to work for him and play a double-agent strategy against Hua Yunfeng and the others, then Zheng Qian promised that he would let bygones be bygones regarding Yao Manman and would arrange a job for her again.

After Yao Manman agreed, she secretly flew to Jiangnan in advance, and Zheng Qian and Yao Manman checked into the same hotel to facilitate contact.

That was why Zheng Qian was able to win the bid for the platinum princess at the blind auction with a price difference of one yuan.

What she did counted as atoning for her past mistakes.

She had come up now because she was eager for Zheng Qian to fulfill his promise.

If Zheng Qian had any needs, Yao Manman would satisfy all of Zheng Qian's fantasies about her.

Knock, knock, knock.

Yao Manman knocked on the door.

There was no response.

She pressed her ear against the door to listen carefully, but instead heard the sounds of intimacy.

This made Yao Manman blush.

The sound was very faint; only by pressing her ear against the door could she barely hear anything.

He was actually... right in the middle of the day...

Who was inside?

Xia Xixi?

Zhong Xiaoyao?

Qin Xueli?

Or that newcomer, Song Yaxian?

*Ding-dong.*

On her phone, Zheng Qian suddenly replied to her with a message.

Zheng Qian: [Busy.]

Busy...

The key thing was that this "busy" wasn't text, but an emoji!

It was a picture of a guy's hand grabbing a girl's hand; many people surely have an impression of it.

Combined with the sounds inside the presidential suite, Zheng Qian was indeed busy... This emoji seemed very fitting...