Chapter 266: Chapter 266: The old bull should eat tender grass like Duan Feihan!
Bai Chuwei stepped out and saw two cars parked outside the beauty salon, one black and one red. A man with an outstanding presence opened the door, his long legs stepping out from the black car, walking toward her.
Bai Chuwei looked at Duan Feihan with appreciation, nodding from time to time.
“Why do you keep nodding at me?” Duan Feihan couldn’t help but ask. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel⸺fire.net
Taking advantage of his unguarded moment, Bai Chuwei immediately reached out and pinched Duan Feihan’s cheek, spitting out two words: “Fresh grass!”
This patch of fresh grass was much better-looking and more reliable than the patch belonging to Zhao Yu.
Auntie Zhang Ling, if you’re going to go for younger men, you should go for someone like Duan Feihan! Why find a murderer!
Duan Feihan was momentarily startled, his body stiffening. He raised an eyebrow and counter-asked, “If I’m fresh grass, what does that make you?”
Bai Chuwei laughed: “Obviously, I can’t be the old cow. I’m the ancestor lord!”
Duan Feihan looked at Bai Chuwei as if it was a matter of course, the corners of his lips unconsciously curving.
A short-haired woman in a suit got out of the red car and took the initiative to greet Bai Chuwei, who recognized her as Zhou Ying, whom she had dined with before.
Seeing Bai Chuwei’s gaze measuring between her and President Duan, Zhou Ying immediately explained, “Miss Bai, actually I came here to discuss something with you, but I didn’t know how to contact you, so I asked President Duan for help.”
To avoid any misunderstandings, she didn’t ride with Duan Feihan but drove her own car and followed behind.
Bai Chuwei gave it some thought and knew why Zhou Ying had come, smilingly saying, “Sure, let’s talk at the water bar nearby.”
Yang Shuhui and Zhang Ling chased out of the beauty salon, and the three headed toward the water bar not far away.
Zhang Ling was stunned: “That person looks like President Duan of Ruishi Entertainment, and the other woman seems to be the real estate businessman Zhou Ying, President Zhou!”
Zhang Ling’s eyes were shocked as a thought suddenly occurred to her.
If she was unwilling to agree to a 30-70 split, perhaps there were big shots in Haicheng who would be willing to go into a partnership…
Once this opportunity passed, there would be no second chance.
“Xiao Ling, shall we go home?” Zhao Yu walked out from the beauty salon, affectionately putting an arm around Zhang Ling’s shoulder, smiling as he spoke.
Yang Shuhui twitched at the sight and blurted out, “Have you already moved in together?”
Zhang Ling nodded somewhat shyly: “Yeah, I moved in with Zhao Yu last week.”
Yang Shuhui didn’t know what to say for a moment. Since her friend and Zhao Yu were both unmarried, it was quite normal for them to cohabit, it just felt a bit odd…
Yang Shuhui advised, “Xiao Ling, you really must make a quick decision about the beauty salon’s 30-70 split, or by the time you make up your mind, Weiwei might not agree anymore.”
She feared Zhang Ling wasn’t thinking clearly. This collaboration wasn’t something Bai Chuwei was begging for—it was her begging Bai Chuwei!
In the water bar, as soon as Zhou Ying sat down, she couldn’t help but ask, “Miss Bai, the day after tomorrow is the bidding for the plot of land in the east of the city. I want to know what you meant by what you said before?”
It was because of that remark from Bai Chuwei that Zhou Ying had trouble sleeping several nights in a row.
That plot of land in the east of Haicheng was very important to them, and the company had been busy with it for months.
The huge loss resulting from suddenly not participating in the bidding because of a single sentence was something Zhou Ying couldn’t afford.
But the thought of the ambitious President Duan really not participating made Zhou Ying worry. Could there really be a problem?
What exactly is the issue with that plot of land?!
Bai Chuwei lowered her head, sipping her milk tea, and casually asked, “Did Hanhan bring Miss Zhou Ying here to seek clarification from me for her doubts?”