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Chapter 124 Projects or Face: Which is a Better Investment? (Cheng Yubai)

Cheng Yubai nodded in response to the question.

Although he stayed on his own merit after making connections with the Medical Association, he was greatly helped by Shen Zhaoyi's "generous act".

His gaze softened under the lamplight, and he looked at the person in front of him, then pointed to the screen and asked, "Which of these projects would you participate in?"

These words took on a different meaning when they reached the listener's ears.

After all, Cheng Yubai was unaware of the system's existence, nor did he know that he was someone who could provide a 50% cashback rate.

"Is Miss Shen going to invest in me?"

"Yes."

Shen Zhaoyi's answer was decisive.

The air froze for two seconds.

Cheng Yubai suddenly leaned forward, and the woody scent instantly enveloped her.

"So, which is more worth your investment: my face or the project?"

Shen Zhaoyi didn't react for a moment, and it took her a long time to retrieve the memory of her first visit to his live stream. (Chapter 4)
I didn't expect this person to still remember that joking remark.

With the intention of upsetting him, I directly stated that it was a project.

“After all, only things that can make money are good things. As for Dr. Cheng’s face…” Shen Zhaoyi tapped his chest with her fingertip, saying slowly and deliberately, “It’s of no use to me now.”

"Miss Shen really knows how to separate public and private matters."

In the latter half of the banquet, Cheng Yubai led her toward the person in charge.

"Director Zhao," he raised his glass in a gesture of appreciation, "this Miss Shen is interested in the project I'm involved in."

The balding middle-aged man was clearly pleased, but then hesitated, sizing her up: "Miss Shen is young and promising. May I ask about your family background...?"

“No need to inquire about my background.” Shen Zhaoyi swirled her wine glass. “I do things solely based on my own preferences, and it has nothing to do with my family.”

Cheng Yubai interjected at the opportune moment: "Director, could you please tell us about our project first?"

The person in charge nodded with a skeptical attitude, took the tablet, and began to explain.

But Shen Zhaoyi couldn't understand the overly technical language.

All I could think about was: I can spend money here, and I can spend money here too.

He nodded in a perfunctory manner and finally left his contact information.

Director Zhao was so surprised by her straightforwardness, and that she hadn't even read the terms of return carefully, that his voice trembled slightly: "Miss Shen, wouldn't you like to learn about the risks?"

"A project guaranteed by Dr. Cheng, do I need to worry about it?" She raised an eyebrow at the man beside her, her words carrying a hook, "Or... is Dr. Cheng not trustworthy?"

Cheng Yubai's gaze suddenly deepened.

After signing the letter of intent, the two parties clinked glasses.

As Director Zhao saw them off, he couldn't help but wink at Cheng Yubai.

Dr. Cheng truly deserves his reputation as a young talent; he has both ability and competence!

The dinner was drawing to a close.

Cheng Yubai was not surprised by Shen Zhaoyi's quick decision to finalize the investment project.

It seemed as if everything was under control.

The news that his project team was about to officially launch also reached others, who came to offer their congratulations.

Naturally, he was also curious about Shen Zhaoyi, who was also his female companion.

"Yu Bai, who is this?" An elderly man with slightly graying temples came over.

Cheng Yubai subtly stepped to the side, effectively blocking the probing gazes from those around him.

"Professor Li."

“This is my investor.”

The last three words were deliberately emphasized when they were spoken.

Seeing that the other person was about to raise their glass, he casually raised his hand and lightly touched it, the glass clinking together with a crisp sound.

Then, without missing a beat, she shifted her attention away from the situation.

Shen Zhaoyi swirled the remaining wine in her glass, watching as he used the same method to fend off the third guest who came to chat with her.

Only after everyone had gone far away did he look over with an ambiguous expression.

"Dr. Cheng, I have a high alcohol tolerance."

"And I called a driver today."

Cheng Yubai generously allowed the gaze to fall on him, speaking of exceeding the bounds.

He drank the wine in his glass again, his throat bobbing as he swallowed.

Shen Zhaoyi's gaze followed that spot downwards.

She suddenly felt a strong urge to loosen that neatly tied tie and see what kind of undercurrents were hidden beneath that facade. But she remained rational and didn't want to become bait.

The buzzing of a microphone came from the main station.

Director Zhao has already begun giving his thank-you speech, mentioning everyone from the guests to the team members.

The banquet ended, and everyone left one after another.

It was still an enclosed elevator. Cheng Yubai took the initiative to bring up the matter of project payments.

"When will Miss Shen be available next?"

"tomorrow."

The reward money needs to be refreshed every day; leaving it idle is a waste.

If the situation allowed, she would have wanted the system to transfer the money to the person tonight.

Compared to her anxiety, Cheng Yubai did not expect that they would only have to wait one night to meet again, but he suppressed his surprise.

"Then, the time and place?"

I'll let you know when I've made the arrangements.

This time, Shen Zhaoyi took the initiative.

As I stepped out of the hotel, the night breeze carried the fragrance of magnolias through the corridor.

It tastes different from when we first met.

After Shen Zhaoyi got into the car, he waved goodbye.

The eyes, which had been slightly clouded, were gradually regaining their clarity...

Back at the villa, I told Lao Wang he had worked hard and then told him to go home.

Upon entering the main house, Xu Meng was busy in the kitchen.

The dinner party consisted mainly of desserts and pastries, and Shen Zhaoyi preferred something less greasy.

When she left the hotel, she sent a message to Xu Meng, asking her to do something casually.

It should be almost done by now.

The steaming hot noodles, paired with the braised beef Aunt Li made today, temporarily soothed my empty stomach.

Xu Meng sat next to her, propping her chin up with her hand and asking curiously, "What's the deal with this banquet tonight?"

Shen Zhaoyi replied mysteriously with three words—

"You can make money!"

And you can make a lot of money!
If I transfer the money to Cheng Yubai tomorrow, the cashback will be enough to build at least half of the island.

Thinking about this, I instantly felt motivated again.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, she finally got down to business with Xu Meng.

"You spend all your time browsing recommendation posts and restaurant review videos, do you actually recommend any restaurants?"

"Yes, there is, but Zhaoyi, are you going alone or with someone?"

"Make an appointment with someone."

"Male or female? What type?"

With a hint of ulterior motive in her question, Xu Meng's face was full of gossip.

Shen Zhaoyi thought for a moment and replied, "A hypocritical man."

"puff--"

This answer clearly surprised Xu Meng.

But at least I've found a suitable match in my mind.

She took out her phone and swiped a few times. "This 'Yunyin' restaurant on the outer ring road is pretty good. It has a Japanese garden style, the environment and decoration are nice, the private rooms are very soundproof, and it has a presentable signboard."

Shen Zhaoyi noted down the shop name and was already thinking about what time would be suitable to make an appointment.

Xu Meng, meanwhile, made another note in her mental notebook.

This is the fifth one, right?
Live streamer, race car driver, college student, homebody, and now there's another one: fake serious.

The boss's hunting range is truly extensive.

After she finished washing the dishes and went into the kitchen, Shen Zhaoyi sent Cheng Yubai the final answer she had decided on.

[Noon, Cloud Hidden.]

Soon I received a reply that the other party would arrive as promised.

While scrolling through other messages on WeChat, Pei Yan's words from the day before yesterday, "We'll talk about it when we get back," have yet to be followed up.

Could it be that his personality got the better of him, and he got angry with the caravan's questions?
After much deliberation, Shen Zhaoyi decided to make a phone call and ask...

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