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Chapter 152 With Hands and Feet, No Need for Servants (Mu Mu Bai)
【night?!】

Is it what I thought?

[Sister, can I come with you? I won't make a fuss!]

Count me in too, you know I'm naturally quiet!

Sister, sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone!

……

As the chat became more animated with jokes and banter, the final ten-second countdown for the PK battle ended.

Mumu undoubtedly took first place.

The other three streamers took turns speaking, wailing and lamenting, half-truthfully:

"They picked the wrong day!"

"Exactly, if we had known that Sister Liu was here, why would we have even bothered with the competition?"

"His strength is terrifying!"

Shen Zhaoyi went to each person to deliver the medical expenses; she was now very familiar with the process.

When it was Xiaoye's turn, after saying thank you, the other person put on a pitiful look and then acted coquettishly: "Sister, it's been a while since we last met, you haven't forgotten me, have you..."

Upon hearing this, both of the streamers who had received their medical bills and were about to hang up were taken aback.

Then, they started getting busy with each other in perfect unison.

Shen Zhaoyi remembered him; after all, he was a tool she had chosen.

She replied perfunctorily in a text message: "I haven't forgotten. I've been busy lately, but I'll come see you another time."

This "another day" is a very delicate timeframe.

Xiaoye knew this, but she was still somewhat persistent.

"Then I'll check my private messages later, sister~"

Shen Zhaoyi didn't respond.

In the end, it's nothing more than adding contact information or some other form of maintenance.

Because everyone had their microphones on, Mu Mu inevitably heard Xiao Ye's words.

But there wasn't a strong sense of crisis.

He had always known that there were no true friends in the live streaming company; everyone was just competing for resources based on their own abilities.

Moreover, Shen Zhaoyi would not like a streamer like Xiao Ye, who was trained on an assembly line.

Too formulaic.

At this time, some people in the live chat were still denouncing this poaching behavior, but Mumu ignored them, proactively disconnected the connection, and chose a song to divert everyone's attention.

Shen Zhaoyi smiled.

It must be said that Mumu is really smart; she knows how to behave appropriately in front of and behind the camera.

She really liked this kind of obedient and sensible man.

Although I can tolerate some minor whims, being proactive and being passive are two different things.

Around 4 PM, a WeChat message popped up in the notification bar.

I thought it would be "with the mountain".

But after clicking in, I found out it was Cheng Yubai.

Ms. Shen, would you like to have dinner together tonight?

Shen Zhaoyi didn't answer, but instead asked: "Is there a problem with the project?"

After all, she felt that the two of them now had nothing to do with each other except for this relationship.

No, I just wanted to ask Miss Shen out.

Cheng Yubai's answer was straightforward and without any beating around the bush.

Shen Zhaoyi was speechless and refused outright.

I didn't receive a reply for a long time afterward.

Just when I thought this person had given up after being offended, the message popped up again.

This time, Cheng Yubai changed his story:
The project has indeed run into some issues.

[One of the experimental parameters was consistently incorrect, likely due to an equipment problem; a new one needs to be purchased.]

I've already written the approval document; I need to give it to you, the investor, for your review.

Shen Zhaoyi instantly realized that the dinner at the beginning was just a pretext.

Cheng Yubai readily admitted to her questioning.

He anticipated that if he started by talking about the project, he would definitely be shut down by the same old rhetoric.

That's why they chose to retreat in order to advance, and to change their tactics.

Regardless, getting her out of the room was the ultimate goal. But he clearly underestimated Shen Zhaoyi's ruthlessness; despite the groundwork laid earlier, his second plan was still rejected.

No need to look at it. Just pay for whatever you want. Dr. Cheng isn't greedy for money.

Cheng Yubai sensed that there was something more to her words.

But the more Shen Zhaoyi acted this way, the more interested he became.

This time, instead of using the project as an excuse, they brought up the dinner that was interrupted last time.

"In that case, Miss Shen, why don't you make it up tonight?"

Shen Zhaoyi choked.

Since retreating to advance didn't work, they've resorted to repaying favors?

Nothing.

I could only tap the screen a few times: 【Dr. Cheng, please let me know in advance if you need to make an appointment next time.】

Don't you know that girls need to get ready before going out?

Cheng Yubai said it was okay.

In any case, as long as the goal is achieved, that's all that matters.

"Ms. Shen, take your time. I had a late lunch."

I'm not hungry yet.

Immediately afterwards, they sent me the location of the restaurant where we would be having dinner that night, adding that it would be open until late at night, no matter how late.

Shen Zhaoyi felt truly powerless.

I inexplicably feel like punching someone through the screen.

Okay, just wait and see.

He replied with that impatient remark and slowly got up.

I first sent a message to Xu Meng, telling her that I didn't need to prepare my own dinner that night, and only then did I start picking out clothes...

Cheng Yubai booked a Southeast Asian-style restaurant.

There is only the location, not the time.

Shen Zhaoyi followed her own pace, changed her clothes and got ready, and it was already six o'clock when she went out.

When I arrived at the destination and opened the glass door, I was greeted by the aroma of lemongrass and coconut milk.

Before the waiter could lead the way, her gaze fell directly on the man not far away—

Cheng Yubai had cut her hair short, styled it in a side part, and wore gold-rimmed glasses on her nose. Behind the lenses, her almond-shaped eyes were slightly curved as she flipped through the menu in her hand.

Because of the table's height, she could only see that the person was wearing a crisp, charcoal gray shirt.

On his wrist, he wore a black watch.

The feeling I had towards her was more sexually charged than the last time we met.

Shen Zhaoyi had to admit that Cheng Yubai had brought out all his strengths to the fullest tonight.

I declined the waiter's directions and walked over on my own.

The sound of heels hitting the ground made the man suddenly look up.

Cheng Yubai's gaze was fixed on Shen Zhaoyi, who was walking towards him.

My hair was still all pulled up and secured with hair clips.

A-line skirts with a cinched waist are elegant yet beautiful.

"Have you been waiting long?" She sat down opposite her and casually put her bag down beside her.

Cheng Yubai pushed up his glasses, the reflection in the lenses obscuring the emotions in his eyes: "Just arrived."

The answer was too vague, and Shen Zhaoyi didn't investigate further.

After nodding, I took the menu, called the waiter, and ordered the few dishes that looked good.

Cheng Yubai simply made appropriate additions at the end.

Just like last time, it seemed like they were really just there to eat, and they didn't mention the project at all from beginning to end.

The dishes here are actually similar to those in most Thai restaurants, with only minor variations.

While Shen Zhaoyi was eating, Cheng Yubai acted like a dutiful housekeeper.

He ladled soup, peeled crabs, and picked out fish bones; he even poured sauce over the glutinous rice before pushing it in front of her.

"Try this." Another piece of chicken wrapped in pandan leaves was placed on her plate. "It's crispy when it's hot."

The silver chopsticks clinked against the bone china plate.

Shen Zhaoyi's gaze fell on that face. "Dr. Cheng, I have hands and feet, I don't need anyone to take care of me."

Cheng Yubai acted as if he hadn't heard, and casually poured a glass of juice and handed it over.

"It helps to cut through the greasiness."