Generating revenue is a problem that every place has to face.
Had it been in the past, Chen Cheng would have definitely cursed up a storm upon encountering such a situation.
Nobody wants to use their own hard-earned money to withstand the pressures of an economic downturn.
And at this moment, after finishing a phone call, he arrived at the milk tea shop, leisurely sipping on his drink, waiting for the outcome to be resolved.
Firstly, he happened to be in the Qian region, and secondly, the car that had been locked was not his own.
Ultimately, for him now, any problem that could be solved with money was not a problem at all.
Meng Wanning sat by his side, holding a milk tea, and bringing it to Chen Cheng’s mouth, asking, "Mr. Chen, is it too sweet? I ordered it with half the usual amount of sugar."
Chen Cheng chewed on the tapioca pearls in his mouth, "With you added, it’s just right."
Chen Cheng took the opportunity to place his hand on Meng Wanning’s leg. She hesitated for a moment in response to such an intimate move but then accepted it with good grace.
Meng Wanning’s cheeks flushed slightly. She looked down, sneaking a peek at Chen Cheng, and noticed he was focused on his phone, seemingly oblivious to her reaction.
And Chen Cheng’s right hand, gently pinching the long leg wrapped in denim, even while asking, "Did the hike today tire you out?"
"How about we go for a massage tonight?"
"I’m a bit embarrassed."
Chen Cheng put down his phone, turned his head towards her, a smile playing on his lips.
Chen Donghai walked into the milk tea shop and immediately noticed the two people sitting in the corner.
He strode over quickly. "The issue has been handled, a 100 fine."
Having said that, he placed the car keys on the table.
Chen Cheng patted Meng Wanning’s leg, "Alright, let’s go. You drive."
The three of them headed towards the shop’s exit.
As the door opened, a familiar figure appeared in front of Chen Cheng and Chen Donghai.
The newcomer blocked their path, but the smile on her face was evident.
"Mr. Chen, I’ve been looking for you for two days."
Ah Fang was dressed as provocatively as ever, her low-cut top plunging a couple of inches deeper than the first time they had met.
Meng Wanning frowned, recalling Chen Cheng telling her that he had come alone.
And the woman in front of her was clearly someone she did not recognize. Besides, although the woman had a good figure, her face and overall demeanor paled in comparison to the other women usually seen with Chen Cheng.
Especially the worldly air about her, which was glaringly distinct from theirs.
This left Meng Wanning, who had just confirmed her feelings, quite puzzled.
"When did Mr. Chen start liking this type?" she couldn’t help but wonder secretly.
However, in the next moment, something unexpected happened.
Chen Cheng did not respond, but it was Chen Donghai who spoke up instead, "Is there a problem?"
"Mr. Chen always sounds so cold."
Ah Fang flicked her long fingernail, poking Chen Donghai’s chest, flipping her hair as she said,
"I waited for you all night at Nanjiang Hotel, but you checked out."
Chen Donghai subconsciously glanced at Chen Cheng by his side. Seeing this, Chen Cheng said, "Mr. Chen, we’ll wait for you in the car."
With that, Chen Cheng signaled Meng Wanning with his eyes, and the two quickly left.
Chen Donghai watched Chen Cheng walk away, understanding that he must continue to play his part in the charade.
"How did you know I was here?"
Ah Fang chuckled. "Not only do I know you are here, but I also know you left Kaiyang overnight."
Chen Donghai’s brows furrowed. "What exactly do you want?"
Ah Fang picked up on his impatience but didn’t dare to offend Luo Ziyang’s distinguished guest. She told the truth:
"After we had drinks that night, I followed Mr. Luo’s instructions and went to the hotel to find you."
"But when I asked at the front desk, they said you all had checked out."
"I immediately relayed this message to Mr. Luo, and he used his connections in the county to check the CCTV. That’s how he found out you left Kaiyang."
Hearing this, Chen Donghai also guessed the latter half of the answer to his problem.
"So, you and Mr. Luo knew as soon as I came back today?"
Ah Fang nodded. "Yes, the moment your big Audi left Gui Kai Road, Mr. Luo got the news."
She stepped closer, almost clinging to Chen Donghai, and whispered, "Mr. Luo said we didn’t host you well last time. If Mr. Chen doesn’t mind..."
Chen Donghai subtly stepped back, creating distance from Ah Fang, "Kindly tell Mr. Luo..."
Ah Fang’s fingertip sealed Chen Donghai’s mouth, her body leaning even closer to his chest, "Mr. Chen, you’re from the big city. It’s not easy to visit our small county, so why not try something fresh and get to know our local customs?"
Caught off guard in public, Chen Donghai hadn’t anticipated such a move from her.
"Miss, please respect yourself."
Chen Donghai stepped back again, when Ah Fang, perhaps unsteady on her feet, stumbled forward.
But Chen Donghai had no intention of catching her, though Ah Fang, not one to give up easily, forcefully lunged at him.
The snow-white skin beneath her top was even more exposed due to the force, spilling out substantially.
Ah Fang exclaimed shockingly, looking pitifully at Chen Donghai, "Mr. Chen, you’ve hurt me."
Chen Donghai’s brows were tightly knitted, and regardless of having followed Chen Cheng for some time now, let alone his previous experience with Jin Baogen, he had never encountered such a brazen scene.
"Stop pretending," Chen Donghai said icily: "I didn’t even touch you."
Seeing him not fall for it, Ah Fang protested, "Mr. Chen, are you really so heartless, so unfeeling?"
As she said this, she even managed to squeeze out a few tears, appearing even more pitiable.