Zheng He hurriedly grabbed some tissues to wipe his face clean.
Han Qianyi also helped by handing tissues to Zheng He.
"Are you crazy?!"
Han Qianyi and Wan Chen said these three words simultaneously.
Zheng He frowned as he finished wiping his face and said, "Iâm not crazy."
They donât understand that Zheng He is preparing for a spectacular fraudulent marriage.
It is said that a fraudulent marriage sacrifices nothing yet yields a substantial fortune, but one must first sell a bit of charm.
This minor sacrifice is something he can manage.
Itâs really hard for him to change his beliefs in this regard.
And with money in mind, it would be difficult for him to carry through.
So he concocted this perfect solution overnight.
He was once again impressed by his own cleverness!
"Is it because you..." Han Qianyi paused, her cheeks gradually reddening, she mumbled hesitantly before quietly continuing, "changed preferences because you couldnât?"
Although Han Qianyi was too embarrassed to say it directly, they all understood.
Wan Chen also felt that Zheng He was definitely provoked by his illnessâotherwise, why would he act so absurdly?
No, actually, Zheng He is just the type who likes acting absurdly on impulse.
The last thing Zheng He wants is anyone mentioning his illnessâitâs his taboo, his Achillesâ heel!
Zheng Heâs face grew slightly cold, and he stated confidently: "There is nothing wrong with me! Donât speculate! And my illness will be cured very soon!"
Lately, there had been no news from the hospital, but Xu Nianying said that as long as Zheng He completed his tasks well, Xu Nianying would connect him with the most professional and authoritative experts abroad to treat his illness!
By then, he would not only reclaim his status as a perfect man but also become the man controlling Jiang Cityâs economic pulse!
All the girls around the world would surely be crazy about him!
Just thinking about it excited Zheng He!
Wan Chen scoffed with a laugh that carried a distinctly mocking tone, clearly disbelieving Zheng Heâs excuses.
Zheng He looked at Wan Chen and immediately retorted, "Whatâs so funny? I tell you, if you get checked at a hospital, youâll find issues too! Maybe you have some male-specific problems!"
Normally, Wan Chen wouldnât bother arguing with Zheng He, but thinking of Han Qianyi being next to him, he inexplicably explained, "I get medical check-ups every year, Iâm very healthy."
Listening to their conversation, Han Qianyi buried her head low and silently ate her meal.
Zheng He was about to retort again, but then he remembered he needed Wan Chenâs help today, so it was not appropriate to conflict with him.
"Forget it, letâs not talk about this topic anymore, letâs talk about something serious." Zheng He put on an ingratiating smile again, "Do you or anyone you know close to President Zhou can help me out? I genuinely need to see him, and donât worry, I wonât let you help me for nothing. Once things work out, Iâll get Zhongjing Group to collaborate with your familyâs baby products store!"
Whether it works out or not, he had already set the idea up for Wan Chen!
Han Qianyi suddenly looked up at Zheng He and said, "Cross-industry collaboration? Diaper real estate? Financial baby formula? Or stock market teething toys?"
Wan Chenâs family mainly deals in baby products, and the Zhou Family is in the real estate and financial sector. With Han Qianyiâs limited business acumen, this was the only type of collaboration she could conceive.
How did these two projects full of capitalistic essence, through Han Qianyiâs reinterpretation, suddenly feel like a kindergarten industry chain?
It just doesnât sound high-end anymore!
Yet Wan Chen seriously followed up, not feeling the idea was far-fetched at all: "Financial baby formula? This formula sounds like after drinking it, a child would definitely make a mark on Wall Street in the U.S."
Zheng He exclaimed, "You mean to put some financial savvy formula directly in the baby formula so that instead of saying mommy or daddy, a childâs first words would be about stock investments and risks?"
Wan Chen: "Sounds great."
Itâs unclear whether Wan Chen is praising Han Qianyi or Zheng He.
Zheng He felt his worldview crumbling, saying, "I think the crazy ones are you two! What kind of ideas are these!"
"It was never going to be real anyway," Han Qianyi said.
Zheng He, the type of person who only treats people to $15 buffet box meals, paints pies in the sky that no one can eat.
Zheng He argued, "Everything I said is true, you have to believe me!"
Wan Chen and Han Qianyi were unimpressed.
They had seen through Zheng Heâs character in money-saving reality shows, so they would definitely not stoop to his level!
Seeing their reaction, Zheng He almost started whining and rolling on the ground, shamelessly pleading, "Mr. Wan, great Young Master Wan Chen, please do me a favor. If you help me now, I promise to promote your familyâs products unconditionally once I become successful!"
Wan Chen: "Your endorsements are like dodging thunder online, not necessary."
Zheng He: "!!!"
No wonder Chen Xixi could get advertising opportunities and he couldnât. Someone online was defaming him!
But that wasnât important, he no longer relied on the internet to earn his living.
He now aimed to leverage his good looks to dazzle and captivate President Zhou!
Eventually, Wan Chen could no longer bear Zheng Heâs pestering and gave him a sequence of phone numbers, telling Zheng He to contact them himself, finally sending him away.
Han Qianyi turned to Wan Chen, "Did you actually give him President Zhouâs number?"
Wan Chen honestly said, "I donât know President Zhouâs number, and I wouldnât tell him even if I did."
"Then the number you told him was...?"
Wan Chen nodded toward a wall with a notice posted on it.
Han Qianyi looked over to read the notice... It was the phone number for ordering buffet!
Han Qianyi couldnât help but laugh out loud, "Thatâs so clever of you!"
Wan Chen: "Otherwise heâs just too annoying."
Quickly finishing their meal, Han Qianyi was about to leave when she suddenly remembered something important.
Zheng Heâs expression earlier had seemed sincere, not like he was acting.
If what Zheng He said was true, wouldnât that mean Chen Xixi suddenly has a new rival in love?
No way! She had to quickly inform Chen Xixi to watch out for Zheng He!
...
The first thing Zheng He did upon returning to the hotel was to think carefully about how to phrase his call to Zhou Jinyuan.
But as soon as he made the call, the ringtone for the buffet dining came through!
He suddenly realized he had been tricked by that rascal Wan Chen!
It looks like he must be wary of fraud even when speaking with people he knows!
Zheng He was so angry he wanted to smash his phone, but couldnât bring himself to do it, eventually just tossing it onto the bed.
If he couldnât rely on Wan Chen, heâd have to think of another way, just then an encrypted international call came through.
Straightaway, a fluent Chinese voice spoke, "Is this Zheng He? I am President Xuâs secretary. President Xu asked you to come abroad; he has matters to discuss with you in person."
Seeing the sketchy number, Zheng He warily responded, "You can just tell me over the phone."
"This is about finding you a specialist. You must come in person, or the specialist wonât be able to determine the cause of your illness."
His illness!
Xu Nianying had indeed promised him this. It must be Xu Nianying without a doubt!
Zheng He quickly asked, "Where can I meet President Xu?"
"Morton City Airport. I will meet you there once you arrive."
"Okay!"
Xu Nianying is truly efficient!
It seems his illness will soon be cured, and they wonât be able to mock him for his illness any longer!