Maximize Interest, My Money Grows Infinitely-Chapter 277 - 195: Do I Look Like Someone Who Lacks Women?_2

Chapter 277: Chapter 195: Do I Look Like Someone Who Lacks Women?_2

"So, you had a gathering with Lao Zhang today and didn’t invite me?" Wen Shulin teased.

"Hahaha, we’ve just started, haven’t we? Please, take a seat."

Chen Cheng signaled to Tong Jialu with his eyes, and she sensibly made room.

The seating at the table changed; to the right of Chen Cheng was now Wen Shulin, followed by Tong Jialu.

To his left was still Zhang Zhenchao.

The waiter brought over new wine glasses and cutlery, and Zhang Zhenchao ordered two or three more dishes. Only then did the negotiation, with everyone harboring their own intentions, officially begin.

Zhang Zhenchao personally picked up the decanter, pouring half a glass of red wine for Wen Shulin, and said with a smile, "Chairman Wen, inviting Mr. Chen over today was just for a casual chat. Look, as soon as you arrived, the atmosphere changed, right?"

Wen Shulin nodded in thanks. She knew that Zhang Zhenchao invited her to persuade Chen Cheng.

But Chen Cheng hadn’t told her why this time he would make things difficult for Dao Fu Wealth Management.

Considering her relationship with Chen Cheng, she wouldn’t be the one to go against the grain.

However, having known Zhang Zhenchao for many years, Wen Shulin felt she should give him some face.

"Oh? Is that so? Then I’ve really come at the right time. Let’s hear what you guys are discussing."

Seeing Wen Shulin take the lead, Zhang Zhenchao continued with a smile, "Isn’t it because Mr. Chen handed this project over to Dao Fu? We were just discussing how to thank Mr. Chen."

Wen Shulin smiled, "Oh? Lao Zhang, how do you plan to thank him?"

Zhang Zhenchao was delighted that Wen Shulin took the bait and said, "Of course, from now on, we will look to Mr. Chen’s leadership!"

"Hahaha, Lao Zhang, what you just said..." Chen Cheng shook his head.

He turned to Wen Shulin, "Chairman Wen, has he always been like this?"

Wen Shulin said, "I thought Lao Zhang was ready to devote himself to you, Mr. Chen."

"Please, Chairman Wen, you’re joking again," Zhang Zhenchao laughed it off, "But if I were a woman, I would have already surrendered to Mr. Chen’s authority."

Chen Cheng looked into Wen Shulin’s calculating eyes, thinking she might be unhappy that he brought Tong Jialu.

He cleared his throat, "Alright, let’s not talk about those things."

Chen Cheng glanced at both, "I know that Chairman Wen came today for Lao Zhang’s matter."

Wen Shulin swirled her wine glass, "Then, Mr. Chen, considering the relationship between you and me, can you do Lao Zhang a favor?"

Zhang Zhenchao pricked up his ears, looking at Chen Cheng with anticipation.

"Since Chairman Wen has spoken, how could I refuse?" Chen Cheng retorted.

Hearing this, Wen Shulin raised her glass, "Then thank you, Mr. Chen, for the favor. I toast to you."

Chen Cheng also raised his glass, clinking it gently with Wen Shulin’s, "Chairman Wen is too polite. Between us, there’s no need for thanks."

Zhang Zhenchao was overjoyed, not expecting Wen Shulin’s appearance to have smoothly resolved the issue.

He hurriedly lifted his glass, "Exactly, Chairman Wen, Mr. Chen, I toast to you both, thank you for your strong support!"

After the three toasted, they each took a sip of wine.

Chen Cheng set down his glass and turned to Tong Jialu, "Manager Tong, please take care of Mr. Zhang’s procedures first thing tomorrow."

Tong Jialu nodded slightly, "Yes, Mr. Chen."

Seeing Tong Jialu agree, Zhang Zhenchao became even more convinced his assumptions were correct.

"Manager Tong, I’ll be relying on you tomorrow." He raised his glass to Tong Jialu from afar.

Tong Jialu responded in kind.

After a few rounds of drinks and a variety of dishes, the group unsteadily made their way out of Guanlan Restaurant.

After bidding farewell to the people from Dao Fu, Chen Cheng, Wen Shulin, and Tong Jialu headed to their respective cars.

"Shall I take you?" Chen Cheng opened the car door.

Wen Shulin smiled faintly; she had words for Chen Cheng too, "Alright, I’ll leave my car here."

With that, she naturally got into the back seat.

Tong Jialu stood by the car, waiting for Chen Cheng’s instructions.

Chen Cheng pointed to the passenger seat, and she got into the car.

"Let’s drop off Xiao Lu first," said Chen Cheng.

Chen Donghai started the car, and the Da Lao smoothly took to the road.

Wen Shulin turned to Chen Cheng and asked in an even tone, "Did Zhang Zhenchao promise to introduce you to Yu Xinwei?"

As soon as she said this, not just Chen Cheng, but even Tong Jialu in the front seat was taken aback.

She had not heard the conversation between Chen and Zhang during the dinner, but she was quite familiar with this big star.

Chen Cheng chuckled, reaching out to hold Wen Shulin’s hand and fumbled with it in his palm, "Nothing gets past you."

Wen Shulin withdrew her hand, "What, if I hadn’t come, would you have agreed to him, then?"

Chen Cheng replied, "How could I? A small starlet will not be the factor that sways my business decisions."

Tong Jialu couldn’t help but gulp, realizing only upon hearing Chen Cheng’s words that in the face of absolute wealth, anyone or anything could become a bargaining chip.

Wen Shulin grew more interested, she tilted her body and looked at Chen Cheng, "Then why are you giving him a hard time?"

Chen Cheng placed his hand on Wen Shulin’s thigh, "Am I?"

"Have you not? You didn’t hear how anxious he was on the phone with me!"

Shaking his head, Chen Cheng replied, "I really wasn’t giving him a hard time. We were supposed to give an answer tomorrow morning. He complicated things himself."

"Really?"

"You can ask Xiao Lu."

Without turning her head, Tong Jialu glanced through the rearview mirror and said, "Sister Lin, Mr. Chen is telling the truth."

Wen Shulin fell silent for a moment, "Then why didn’t you just agree this afternoon?"

"I was discussing business with Xiao Lu and Bing Bing in the afternoon."

"Heh, you’re not lying to me."

Wen Shulin immediately understood, she sat back in her seat, head resting on the chair, "I thought one Yu Xinwei could make you change your mind."

"Do I look like someone who lacks women?" Chen Cheng asked assertively.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Tong Jialu subconsciously lowered her head, while Wen Shulin, beside Chen Cheng, met those profound eyes.

In his gaze, she saw playfulness, and even more so, an indescribable domineering.

Inside the car, the atmosphere turned delicate.

The desire for strong males is an intrinsic female instinct; the more capable the man, the more favorable he is.

Wen Shulin was no exception.

Instead of being angered by Chen Cheng’s words, her heart fluttered, "So, according to Mr. Chen, you’ve had many women?"

Chen Cheng’s gaze burned with a touch of aggression, he lifted Wen Shulin’s proud chin gently, yet his tone was soft as water,

"No matter how many, you have your own unique place."

Wen Shulin gave a faint smile, while Tong Jialu was already trembling.

She had seen many women around Chen Cheng, from Xiao Meier of Wanbao Hall to Hoshino Mika of Xingye Products.

Of the two, one was Jin Baogen’s goddaughter, the other the head of Xingye Products.

Plus, she had long heard from Xia Yubing that the distinguished Wen Shulin had fallen for Chen Cheng. Such a list was unimaginable.

Thinking of this, Tong Jialu’s palms started to sweat, and she dared not look back at the two behind her, afraid she might overhear something she shouldn’t.

Wen Shulin gently brushed away Chen Cheng’s hand, her eyes playful, "Unique? Do you mean I’m the most special fish in your pond?"

"No, you’re not a fish."

Chen Cheng’s lips curved into a smile, "If I must use a metaphor, you would be the sea."

Wen Shulin was momentarily stunned, then her laughter shook like the blooming flowers, filling the car with her joyous mood.

Chen Cheng watched her happy face, couldn’t help but smile.

He enjoyed seeing her laugh, enjoyed seeing her let down her guard in front of him, revealing her true self.

The car drove smoothly, Tong Jialu discreetly observed the pair in the backseat through the rearview mirror.

Chen Cheng tenderly tucked Wen Shulin’s stray hair behind her ear, whispering something that made her glare at him coyly, yet the smile on her lips couldn’t be hidden.

Tong Jialu withdrew her gaze, inwardly sighing, indeed, a woman like Wen Shulin could only be tamed by a man like Chen Cheng.

Soon, they arrived at the entrance of Jinmao Mansion.

"Mr. Chen, Sister Lin, I’m here." Tong Jialu reminded them in a soft voice.

"Uh-huh." Chen Cheng responded indifferently, "Go back and rest early."

"Okay."

Chen Donghai, who had been silent throughout the ride, spoke up, "Mr. Chen, the people from Daofu left something in the car, said it’s for Miss Tong."

Chen Cheng remembered the unopened Hermes, "Then give it to her."

Chen Donghai got out of the car, retrieved it from the trunk, and handed it to Tong Jialu.

Tong Jialu dared not accept it, looking towards Chen Cheng.

Before Chen Cheng could say anything, Wen Shulin spoke first, "Take it, it’s not much money."

"Okay, Sister Lin."

After receiving it, Tong Jialu bid them farewell and quickly walked into the residential complex.

Chen Cheng asked, "Shall I take you home?"

"Where else would you want to take me?" Just as she finished speaking, Wen Shulin threw herself into Chen Cheng’s arms.

The passionate and urgent kiss was her release from the repression of the whole day.

Chen Cheng busied himself with responding, while with a pat on Chen Donghai’s seat, Da Lao headed towards No. 7 Diaoyutai.