I really don't want to date a girl addicted to the internet!

Chen Hao and Du Xinhua looked at each other, both with puzzled expressions.

“Cheng Fei is so smart, it’s normal that you don’t understand him.” Zhou Han said as if she knew him very well, and leaned closer to the boy, “By the way, Cheng Fei.”

"what?"

Is it true that Nagasaki Asuna has announced the disbandment of her real band?

"That's true." The boy nodded.

"Why? Just because of the performance mishap on Saturday?" Zhou Han blinked her round eyes.

"Not really, the main thing is that we achieved our goal of holding a concert for 100,000 people."

"Isn't it a shame to disband like this? Fans all want you to continue forming a band." The girl seemed even more concerned than the boy.

"Actually, forming a band was just a club activity topic we randomly chose," the boy said casually.

"Your Corridor Research Department is truly terrifying. You just randomly chose a topic and it turned out like this. No wonder you have to make it a separate division for games," Du Xinhua exclaimed.

The boy paused for a second, then asked, "Game division? Where did that idea come from?"

“Is what Miriam announced wrong?” Du Xinhua raised an eyebrow.

The boy imagined the scene of Miriam making up stories to save face outside, and said, "Fine, let's just say that's true."

Anyway, Shen Xi causing trouble has nothing to do with him.

"So what happened on Saturday?" Chen Hao clicked his tongue. "After I finished video chatting with my family, I went online and found that everyone had left, even though I wasn't that late."

"The servers were overloaded with too many people, and the official announcement even warned people to avoid that area for the time being," explained Du Xinhua.

"Is this even possible? Has the authorities contacted you to say anything?" Chen Hao asked the silent boy.

"Not at the moment," Cheng Fei shook his head.

……

After school in the afternoon, Cheng Fei did not go to club activities.

A silver Panamera was parked in front of Sakura, attracting attention from those around it.

A girl with neatly trimmed shoulder-length hair and a quiet demeanor walked to the car and gently knocked on the door.

The car window rolled down, and an excessively handsome young man in the driver's seat smiled at her. "Get in."

"Hmm." Ruan Jingyi avoided the boy's gaze, opened the car door and got in, holding her backpack with one of the zippers broken in her arms.

320. Cheng Fei's target is not Ruan Jingyi.

The car window rolled up, the Panamera's engine revved low, and it merged into the traffic amidst various lines of sight.

Ruan Jingyi followed the boy to a quiet restaurant. A neatly dressed waitress approached the boy, smiled, and bowed. "Good evening, Mr. Cheng. You have a reservation, right?"

The boy nodded.

"Please follow me." The waitress guided the two, then looked at the backpack in Ruan Jingyi's arms and said softly, "Miss, would you like me to help you with your bag?"

Ruan Jingyi quickly shook her head.

The bustling street scene was far from the restaurant; outside the glass was a flat lawn. The two sat in a corner, listening to soothing music as the waiter brought them exquisite dishes.

"I ordered it according to my own taste, let's see how it is." The boy said, picking up a piece of typhoon shelter-style fried crab covered with golden breadcrumbs and eating it, feeling that he wanted the spicy crab from the street food stall even more.

Ruan Jingyi's gaze fell on the boy's face and then shifted away, "Cheng Fei."

"Huh?" The boy looked at her.

"So you called me here because?" the girl said softly, her head bowed, as quiet as ever.

Actually, there's something I'd like to talk to you about.

"Ok?"

"You're a local from Academy City, right?"

"Ah."

"Your father's name is Ruan Guodong?"

"Huh? How did you know?" Ruan Jingyi seemed stunned for a moment, but since she didn't have much of an expression to begin with, it wasn't very noticeable.

"Did you forget that I went through the entire school's family situation survey in the archives?" the boy shrugged.

Ruan Jingyi pursed her lips, her eyes seemingly shining, "So you flipped through that because of me?"

"That's not it."

“Oh…” The girl buried her head.

"I did this for your father."

"Hmm?" The girl looked up and blinked.

"No, that's not right either. I designed the product for your father." The boy smacked his lips. "Let me confirm first. Your father, Ruan Guodong, is a professor in the Department of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering at the Academy of Science and Technology, and the founder and chairman of Rongchuan Electromechanical, right?"

The girl nodded.

"Then I'll get straight to the point. The Corridor Research Department has established a technology company. Don't worry about what it does for now. In short, we need various suitable component manufacturers and suppliers. Ideally, they should be located in Academy City for easy communication. I went through the archives for this. After all, you know the family backgrounds of Sakura students. I didn't expect to find you first." The boy pointed at her.

“Me?” Ruan Jingyi and the boy looked at each other.

"To be precise, it's your father. I've selected the high-precision micro servo motor designed by your father, and I want to place a custom order with him. I originally planned to contact him directly, but I couldn't get through to him on any of his phones, so I had to contact you first," the young man said earnestly.

"I understand."

"So please introduce me to your father. I think his products are amazing, and I'd like to work with him," the boy said earnestly.

Ruan Jingyi raised her head, opened her mouth, and said, "But... the factory went bankrupt."

The boy was taken aback. "Rongchuan Electromechanical?"

"Ah."

When did this happen?

"recent."

"why?"

"I'm short of money." The girl was unusually quiet.

"How could that be? There are such good products." The boy tried his best to communicate with her.

"That's great." The girl said expressionlessly.

"I didn't understand. Could you please explain again?"

"Its performance is too good, but it's too expensive, so nobody buys it."

"So, is it because the sales channels haven't opened up?" the boy pondered.

“There’s more,” Ruan Jingyi added.

"What else?"

Ruan Jingyi fell silent.

The boy observed her, thought for a moment, and said, "Just tell me. If it's just a matter of money, I might be able to help."

Ruan Jingyi lowered her head, hesitant to speak, until her gaze swept over the Panamera outside the restaurant, and a glimmer of hope appeared in her eyes, "There's a problem with the orders, we can't repay the bank loan, and we're short a lot of money."

"How many?"

“About...ten million,” the girl whispered.

"Quite a few, didn't you borrow emergency funds from the bank for this kind of thing?" the young man said nonchalantly.

"I won't lend it anywhere." Ruan Jingyi gripped the hem of her skirt tightly with her hands on her thighs.

“That’s true. Banks lend umbrellas on sunny days and take them back on rainy days. If the risk is too great, they’d rather let someone die than help them.” The boy nodded.

Ruan Jingyi bit her lip tightly.

"But like I said, I might be able to help. Why don't you explain what happened in detail first?" the boy smiled.

Ruan Jingyi stared into his eyes, lost in thought, and nodded subconsciously.

Next, Cheng Fei listened to the quiet girl recount, in fits and starts, how her father's Rongchuan Electromechanical business had suffered a cash flow crisis...

"In short, last year your father took on a big order and took out a loan to expand production capacity. The bank reviewed the application and disbursed the loan, but the customer ran away halfway through the order, and now he has no working capital, right?" the young man summarized.

Ruan Jingyi looked at him and nodded.

"By the way, which bank is so unscrupulous? I'll stay away from them in the future."

“Lin’s International Bank.” Ruan Jingyi continued to look at him.

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment.

“Alright, ten million, let me think about it.” Cheng Fei said as if nothing had happened. “First, I have the money; second, I need to discuss this in detail before making a decision. Go back and tell your father about this, okay?”

"Really?" Ruan Jingyi's expression became a little more varied.

"Why would I lie to you?" Cheng Fei said, shrugging at her.

"Okay." The girl nodded quickly.

"Eat quickly, it'll get cold soon."

"Ah."

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

"Mmm, delicious." The quiet girl's response was as obedient as a little girlfriend's.

……

As the two left the restaurant, a light drizzle began to fall outside the window.

The young man took the umbrella from the waiter, used it to help Ruan Jingyi into the passenger seat, and then drove her home.

A mother and daughter got out of an inconspicuous car next to them.

"Hello Cheng Fei~ What a coincidence." The girl in the Yinghua school uniform's eyes lit up, and she greeted him first. Then she turned around and said, "Mom, this is Cheng Fei. Isn't he super handsome?"

"Hello, Auntie." The boy nodded.

"Cheng Fei, it's my birthday today! Do you want to wish me a happy birthday?" The girl leaned closer, giving off a coquettish vibe.

"Happy birthday," the boy said, looking into her eyes and smiling.

"Thank you, thank you~"

After a well-placed exchange of pleasantries, the boy got into the car in front of the mother and daughter, and the Panamera drove out of the parking lot.

Ruan Jingyi, holding her schoolbag, saw through the rearview mirror that the girl seemed to be talking to her mother while looking at the taillights of the Panamera, their outlines becoming blurred through the rain.

"Cheng Fei," she said softly.

"what?"

The young man, chin in hand, drove his sports car into traffic like a nimble silver snake, weaving through gaps and overtaking other vehicles. The drivers behind him were so angry they wanted to curse, but seeing how good the car was and how skilled he was, all they could say was "Holy crap!"

"Thank you," Ruan Jingyi said.

"Let's save the thanks for later. I'm not a good person; there will be conditions for my help," the boy replied casually.

Ruan Jingyi stared unconsciously at her fair and rounded knees, recalling the boy's reputation in Yinghua, "Everyone said you were a good person."

"Sigh, you guys are just too young." The boy shook his head and sighed without realizing it.

321. Cheng Fei's career is progressing steadily.

Just one day later, Ruan Jingyi told Cheng Fei that Ruan Guodong wanted to meet him.

On Tuesday afternoon, Cheng Fei took leave, randomly picked a suit from the ones Lin Xuanqi had customized for him, and drove to the high-tech park on the outskirts of Academy City.