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After lunch, the group played mahjong and poker at the farmhouse, creating a lively atmosphere.

Meng Jie had already made his intentions clear, and the group was determined to follow him to YuChuang Technology.

In Meng Jie's mind, not everyone is worth his effort to win over.

Of the five people he called today, three are elite key personnel in the workshop, and the other two are people he personally trained.

He just never liked being called "Master," so he always told them to call him Brother Jie.

In the future, he will gradually hand over many of his businesses to these people to manage.

In a few days, he plans to call all the employees of Fuyu Technology whose contact information he has saved.

Especially for frontline workers, they take the plunge and try to recruit people based on their abilities, offering different conditions for each individual.

After dinner, everyone went their separate ways.

Meng Jie also took a taxi back to his rented apartment complex.

He miscalculated.

I came back alone again this time.

I took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and sprayed on some men's cologne to completely mask the faint smell of alcohol on my body.

Looking at his hairstyle in the mirror—short and side-swept—Meng Jie nodded in satisfaction.

Very energetic!

So handsome!

Zhang Xingyu lived not far away; she lived in the same neighborhood as him.

One lives in Building 13, and the other lives in Building 25; they are just a few minutes' walk apart.

Taking the elevator upstairs, Meng Jie raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Knock knock knock—"

He knocked on it three times with force.

"Click—"

The door opened, and without even looking at who it was, Meng Jie called out with a smile, "Yu Yu, I missed you so much! Let me give you a hug!"

But when he looked up with a smile, he was met with a surprised gaze from a middle-aged woman who looked to be around forty years old, with a dignified, gentle and virtuous demeanor.

Meng Jie's smile froze instantly. He quickly withdrew his hand and awkwardly managed to say, "Auntie, you're here too!"

Wang Xiujuan nodded calmly, then turned and called out towards the bedroom, "Yuyu, Meng Jie is here!"

"never mind."

Meng Jie smiled and shook his head: "Actually, I don't have anything to do. We can talk about it tomorrow."

"Stop pretending, come in!"

Not wanting to embarrass herself in public, Wang Xiujuan said calmly, "I'll leave in a bit!"

"Aunt."

Meng Jie smiled and went inside: "I really have something important to discuss with Zhang Xingyu today."

"Yu Yu has already told me."

Wang Xiujuan nodded: "I'll resign and go with you to that Yuchuang Technology."

She scrutinized the man before her, her voice icy and indifferent: "You have absolutely no sense of romance. No flowers, no gifts. You came to see my daughter, and you brought nothing!"

Meng Jie wasn't embarrassed at all: "Auntie, when I'm rich in the future, I'll give Yu Yu the whole world!"

"Oh?"

"worldwide?"

Wang Xiujuan had long seen through the stingy man in front of her: "Isn't he afraid the wind will be too strong and he'll bite his tongue!"

Not wanting to argue with this old woman, Meng Jie remained silent.

Zhang Xingyu's mother is a middle school teacher, and she's extremely fierce; she's the kind of person who would hit someone!

Of course, he definitely can't beat Meng Jie!

Even if he's a complete scoundrel, he wouldn't go so far as to hit his own mother-in-law, would he?

Since they're not married and haven't officially defined their relationship, they can only be considered half a couple!

Upon entering the house, Zhang Xingyu stood at the bedroom doorway and looked at him, saying, "Please, make yourself at home!"

Meng Jie smiled and sat down on the sofa: "I just came to ask you, when are you going to resign?"

Zhang Xingyu didn't say anything, but went to the refrigerator and brought over some fruit.

Knowing she was in the way, Wang Xiujuan picked up her handbag from the table.

"I'm leaving."

"Yu Yu, remember to come home next week!"

Meng Jie smiled and stood up to see her off: "Auntie, I just arrived and you're leaving already? Why don't you sit a little longer?"

Wang Xiujuan stopped abruptly: "Then I'll sit for a while longer!"

"Ha ha--"

Meng Jie smiled and said, "Auntie, take care!"

Wang Xiujuan glared at her: "If you were my student, I'd beat you with a board every day!"

She's getting old now.

She looks to be around forty, but is actually in her early fifties; she just takes good care of herself.

But it's only just good.

At her age, she really didn't dare to lay a hand on that wicked Meng Jie!

Seeing her to the door, Meng Jie waved with a smile, "Take care, Auntie! Come visit again anytime!"

He watched the old lady enter the elevator before smiling and going back.

"boom--"

He closed the door behind him and turned to look at the woman sitting on the sofa.

Thin-rimmed glasses accentuated his refined features, and his long, black hair cascaded smoothly over his shoulders, giving him a cool and scholarly air.

Wearing a loose-fitting off-white top, she outlined the soft and graceful lines of her shoulders and neck. Her figure was slender yet upright, like a mountain breeze, clean and aloof, exuding a cool and intellectual relaxed beauty.

"Yu Yu, did you miss me?" Meng Jie walked over with a smile.

Looking up at the man, Zhang Xingyu said calmly, "My mother came here to ask me to go back for a blind date."

"Um?"

Meng Jie's smile vanished instantly: "Blind date? What blind date?"

"I'm twenty-eight this year, and I'll be thirty the year after next."

Zhang Xingyu picked up the water glass on the table and took a small sip: "We'll have to get married eventually, won't we?"

Meng Jie sat down next to the woman: "Isn't it good for us to be like this?"

"What's so good about it?"

Zhang Xingyu retorted, "You tricked me? You let me play with you for free? You let me sleep with you for free?"

"I don't like hearing what you're saying."

Meng Jie took out a cigarette and lit it: "When have we ever been without you taking the initiative?"

"When has there ever been a time that I had to take off your pants for you?"

"Don't you always call me 'husband'?"

The man's words were still as shameless and direct as ever, and a faint blush crept onto Zhang Xingyu's usually cool face.

She was speechless for a moment, so she simply reached out and snatched the cigarette from the man's hand, taking a deep drag without a care in the world.

"Cough cough—cough cough—"

The woman, who had never touched a cigarette before, coughed repeatedly from the fumes, her throat feeling both burning and itchy.

Meng Jie gently patted her back and softly advised, "Yu Yu, why do you always want to get married?"

I think our relationship is pretty good right now.

"You need me, and I need you."

"During the day, we are partners striving together!"

"At night, we're partners who fight side-by-side!"

Zhang Xingyu was already used to his sweet talk, and lightly licked the corner of her lips: "Go tell these things to my mother."

"It's fine if you don't mention your mother, but I get angry as soon as you do."

Meng Jie immediately turned the tables: "Didn't you tell me she left?"

Zhang Xingyu paused for a moment: "She knew you were coming, so she deliberately waited for you to arrive before leaving."

Meng Jie touched his nose: "Why didn't you send me a message beforehand?"

"never mind."

Without waiting for the other person to speak, he continued, "You're just a good girl, you listen to your mother in everything, you don't have any adventurous or rebellious spirit at all."

Zhang Xingyu did not refute, but simply sat silently to the side.

Meng Jie knew her personality well, so he gently hugged her, rested his chin on the top of her head, and coaxed her softly, "I'll agree to anything except marriage."

Zhang Xingyu blinked: "My mom said if you give her ten million, she won't pressure you to marry me!"

"Ten million?"

Meng Jie immediately became agitated: "Why doesn't she just try to snatch it?"

Zhang Xingyu fell silent again.

Meng Jie sighed: "How about this?"

Zhang Xingyu glanced at it and asked, "What?"

Meng Jie took out his phone and started calculating.

"You're twenty-eight years old now, you'll definitely live to be one hundred and twenty-eight!"

"That means you have another hundred years to live!"

"Ten million divided by one hundred years equals one hundred thousand per year. Then divide one hundred thousand by three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, and that's two hundred and seventy-three point nine seven yuan."

"I'll be straightforward, I'll just give you three hundred!"

"From now on, I'll transfer 300 to your mom every day until I've transferred 10 million!"

As soon as Meng Jie calculated the precise number, a slap flew over at the same time.

"Snap—"

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