Shen Yuan had arrived in an Alphard provided by the hotel today. After taking the elevator down to the basement garage and settling in the back seat of the Alphard, he was still pondering the meaning behind Mr. Zhu's words.
It sounded like an attempt to win him over, but it also carried a hint of probing, and even promises of pie in the sky.
However, he had no intention of getting involved in management, let alone competing with anyone, or, God forbid, becoming a CEO years later.
What could be better than being a hands-off owner, freely living without obligations, and just collecting dividends every year?
"Mr. Shen, shall we go back to the hotel now?"
The driver, wearing white gloves, asked.
"Mm, back to the hotel."
Shen Yuan pulled himself out of his thoughts; after all, there was no rush on this matter.
At that moment, however, the car window was tapped "thud thud," and Shen Yuan turned to look. To his surprise, it was Zhu Qingrou.
Her fair skin, pronounced features, and a nose bridge higher than that of ordinary Easterners—I tended to draw attention wherever they went.
Surrounded by Eastern women, a glimpse of a mixed-race woman was quite refreshing.
Shen Yuan lowered the window a bit and asked, "What's up?"
Zhu Qingrou nodded, "Mm, could we talk in private for a moment?"
Shen Yuan glanced at the driver, who immediately understood, opened the door, exited, and said, "Mr. Shen, I'll step outside for a smoke."
Zhu Qingrou then pulled open the rear door on the left side, adjusted her dress, and sat down.
As her buttocks touched the seat, Shen Yuan was pleasantly surprised to discover that Zhu Qingrou not only had a Western facial inheritance but also a Western figure.
Her peach-shaped buttocks were firm, and her hips were slightly upturned, creating an attractive curve. Latest content published on novel fire.net
Though not as exaggerated as some European and American female fitness bloggers, it was already exceptional compared to Eastern women, who naturally lacked such assets and would find it difficult to develop them through training.
She was indeed beautiful, and her figure was truly good, but after all, she was his "niece." At the moment, Shen Yuan's thoughts remained quite innocent.
"What's the matter? Speak up."
"Could I borrow some money from you?"
Zhu Qingrou's deep brown eyes stared directly at Shen Yuan.
Originally, he felt quite distant from this mixed-race niece, but the mention of money seemed to halve that distance at once.
"Doesn't your father give you money?"
Shen Yuan asked nonchalantly.
"He gives it once a month, and if I've used it all, that's it. He doesn't allow for any advance withdrawals."
Zhu Qingrou spoke frankly, "He's quite strict, and I don't play coy and beg."
Zhu Qingrou was forthright, but Shen Yuan pressed on, "And your mother?"
"My mom's currently in the U.S., and she'd complain to my dad. If he knew, he'd reduce my allowance next month."
"You're honest about it. So how much do you need to borrow, and what do you need the money for?" Shen Yuan asked with interest.
"20,000 yuan, to buy a ticket for Taylor Swift's concert in Shanghai next month. I couldn't get a ticket, so I have to buy one from a scalper."
Shen Yuan thought she was going to borrow hundreds of thousands or even millions. He hadn't expected it to be only 20,000 yuan.
"So why come to me for a loan?"
"You're my dad's business partner, so you must be rich, and 20,000 yuan is nothing to you."
Zhu Qingrou was unabashed. She must have been raised by her American mother because she didn't understand the subtlety and indirectness of Huaxia's culture.
Zhu Qingrou furrowed her brows, "Are you asking about my age or what?"
Shen Yuan laughed. He didn't expect an 18-year-old girl to know so much. "Of course your age, what else?"
Zhu Qingrou let out an "oh," "18."
No wonder they say foreigners mature early; Shen Yuan had thought she was 20, but she had just come of age.
"You've asked a lot of questions now, so do you agree to lend me the money?" Zhu Qingrou couldn't help but press.
Shen Yuan raised an eyebrow, "If you're borrowing money, you have to look like you're borrowing money. Say 'uncle' for me."
A flash of displeasure crossed Zhu Qingrou's eyes, but she thought better of it and, after taking a deep breath and looking away, said reluctantly, "Uncle."
"Why are you calling so begrudgingly? You called just fine during dinner."
Shen Yuan straightforwardly said, "Let's hear it in English."
Zhu Qingrou glared at him, "Don't be too unreasonable."
"Oh, you won't say it then?"
Shen Yuan wasn't about to spoil her, "If you don't say it, not only will I not lend you the money, but I'll also tell your dad about this."
Zhu Qingrou muttered under her breath after a long pause, finally uttering flatly, "uncle."
"What? Didn't catch that."
"Well, isn't that better."
Shen Yuan nodded in satisfaction, hearing these exotic mixed-race girls call him 'uncle' in English had a special charm.
He just wondered what it would be like to be called 'Daddy.'
Daydreaming for a moment, Shen Yuan continued, "No problem with the loan, but I have a few more questions."
"More questions? Aren't you being a little too unreasonable?"
Zhu Qingrou was getting impatient, her annoyance showing.
"It's just a simple question. Besides, you're the one who wants to borrow money, so please keep your princess temper at bay."
Shen Yuan sat up a bit and tempered his expression from earlier.
Hearing the word 'loan' again, Zhu Qingrou deflated slightly, "Alright then, ask. But if it's business-related, I don't understand, and my dad hasn't discussed it with me."
"I'm not going to ask about that, just wondering about your family size, how old your brother is, where he goes to school."
"Is that all you're going to ask?"
Zhu Qingrou answered directly, "There are five of us. I have a younger brother in high school and a half-brother abroad studying for his MBA, graduating next year."
So Mr. Zhu was a second-marriage man... But that was just the surface; who knew if he had any illegitimate children or the like.
Shen Yuan continued calmly, "So he must think highly of your brother and younger brother."