111. Chapter 111: Isn't This Quite Easy to Get?

After dinner, Zhang Yang drove Lin Jingmin straight to the InterContinental Hotel.

One of the high-floor lake-view rooms was booked.

"You go first, I'll go first?" Zhang Yang drew back the floor-to-ceiling curtains and admired the lake view outside.

Compared to the magnificent river views of Magic City, the lake views here highlight a more delicate and beautiful atmosphere, much like the slow pace of his hometown.

"How about..." Lin Jingmin began, about to speak.

"Never mind, you go ahead and shower." Zhang Yang didn't have the weird urge to shower together, so he spoke up for Lin Jingmin.

Lin Jingmin nodded and went into the bathroom first.

Zhang Yang leisurely opened the window, took his time smoking a cigarette, and waited until he heard footsteps behind him.

He glanced back and saw Lin Jingmin emerge wrapped in a bath towel.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm all better now."

That serene and detached face, slightly flushed after her bath, looked a little embarrassed as she raised her head.

Zhang Yang smiled, nodded, and walked straight into the bathroom.

Lin Jingmin sat on the edge of the bed in the suite, feeling slightly uneasy.

She unscrewed the mineral water bottle, took a sip to calm her anxiety, and then turned on her phone.

As soon as I turned on my phone, my WeChat was flooded with unread messages.

Meng Mingfeng: Are you busy? Why haven't you replied to me?

Meng Mingfeng: Do you need me to help you with that order? If not, I can have my sister arrange for her classmate to meet up and talk to her.

Lin Jingmin was utterly speechless and even wanted to delete him.

Suddenly, I heard a noise.

She looked up and saw the bathroom door open.

Zhang Yang's lower body was wrapped in a bath towel, while his incredible physique was bathed in the steaming water and dim lighting of the bathroom.

"Wow, Mr. Zhang has such a great physique?" Lin Jingmin exclaimed inwardly.

Zhang Yang was drying his hair when he looked up and saw Lin Jingmin looking like this, and he wasn't surprised at all.

The night was dark, and time was precious.

Without hesitation, the two embraced under the moonlight and lamplight, their unspoken understanding unspoken.

That night, Zhang Yang got a good feel for the fiery passion hidden beneath Lin Jingmin's seemingly detached and indifferent exterior.

At the peak of his sleep, he was actually wondering about something.

Meng Mingfeng is a handsome young man who owns his own renovation company and drives Land Rover Range Rover, so why is he having so much trouble pursuing girls?

Wasn't it easy to get this designer, Lin Jingmin? You got her right away.

Then, in the middle of the night, Zhang Yang gently removed the fair arm that was across his chest and got up to go to the bathroom.

Standing in the bathroom, looking at his increasingly handsome physique and appearance in the mirror, which even made him swoon, Zhang Yang suddenly understood.

It depends on the person!

He's so handsome, has such a great physique, and has a 15 million dollar deal.

With so many amazing offers, and Lin Jingmin being no ordinary beauty, how could anyone not win her over?

Life is truly as lonely as snow!

In the middle of the night, he suddenly had a strange idea, made a random remark, walked back to the bed, lay down again, and casually put the designer's arm back in its place.

The two of them woke up quite early the next morning.

Lin Jingmin was a little embarrassed, after all, she wasn't the kind of person who was outgoing or passionate. When she was dressed, she always presented herself as intellectual and elegant in front of others.

I never expected that we would be so completely honest last night.

"Mr. Zhang, could you help me get my clothes?" Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she was too embarrassed to lean over and pick up the clothes scattered on the ground.

"No problem." Zhang Yang, being a man, didn't seem to mind his body being bathed in the morning light.

He got up, grabbed Lin Jingmin's clothes, and then went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Around seven or eight o'clock, the two walked out of the lake-view suite with normal expressions, as if nothing had happened last night.

"Here's the order form, just don't let me down."

Zhang Yang was not the type to walk away and forget about people; he still respected the rules.

Upon hearing this, Lin Jingmin's beautiful face immediately lit up with excitement.

"Mr. Zhang, I certainly won't let you down."

"I believe you. You didn't disappoint me last night." Zhang Yang smiled, looking at Lin Jingmin's cool and intellectual appearance, and recalling the wonderful memories of last night, he casually put his arm around her.

Anyway, given how long the villa construction took, he and Lin Jingmin must have crossed paths more than once.

In an instant, Lin Jingmin's aloofness crumbled, and she blushed as Zhang Yang's hand landed on her waist.

After breakfast, the two went straight to Jade Villa Design to sign the contract.

"Sister Min, are you taking a client to sign a contract?"

Good morning, Sister Min.

At the company, Lin Jingmin resumed her aloof and intellectual demeanor.

Only then did Zhang Yang realize that Lin Jingmin's title of chief designer was genuine and not just an empty title.

"Mr. Zhang, please have a seat. I'll go get the contract."

Lin Jingmin invited Zhang Yang to sit down in her office, then went out to serve him tea and water, taking exceptional care of him.

"Sister Jingmin, the boss is looking for you."

Zhang Yang was looking at the contract, with Lin Jingmin sitting close beside him. Outside the door, a head peeked in.

"What is it?" Lin Jingmin, somewhat displeased. "Can't you see I'm signing a contract?"

"Oh, okay." His head twitched for a moment, then he quickly withdrew it.

"Excuse me, Mr. Zhang, let's continue." Lin Jingmin looked at Zhang Yang and apologized.

"Hmm." Zhang Yang reached his hand under the table again.

Lin Jingmin's face turned red again.

After a while, the door opened again.

"Lin Jingmin, my words no longer carry any weight? I must have sent you over for good news." A voice rang out.

Zhang Yang looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a ponytail who looked rather artistic.

"Mr. Zhang, please wait a moment." Lin Jingmin stood up, quietly walked out, and closed the door behind her.

Zhang Yang sat inside and could faintly hear sounds from outside.

"Mr. Liu, please put aside whatever is important, my client is right here," Lin Jingmin said bluntly.

"My friend's niece needs her wedding room renovated, and she came to us because of your reputation in the Yinghai Design industry. You're not even taking the contract?" The voice sounded surprised. "What's the progress on that client's project? If it doesn't work out, I can have someone cover for you for a while, and you can go see them."

"Heh, what progress? You mean the progress of signing a contract? A contract worth fifteen million? Mr. Liu, are you out of your mind?" Lin Jingmin sneered.

Zhang Yang could feel the confidence that the 15 million yuan order gave her, even sitting in his office, and couldn't help but find it amusing.

"What?!" came a gasp from outside.

A moment later, the door opened, and a face beamed with smiles.

"Mr. Zhang! I'm sorry for the neglect. My surname is Liu, and I'm the owner of Jade Villa Design."

He reached out his hand, looking at Zhang Yang with anticipation.

Zhang Yang extended his hand and shook it casually, which was his way of saying hello.

"Mr. Zhang, would you like to come to my office for some tea and a detailed chat?"

"No need, no need. Lin Jingmin and I have already coordinated. We can just sign it directly. It won't take up your time." Zhang Yang's time was precious, and he was too lazy to argue with the owner of Yushu.

"Huh? Are we really going to sign this?" General Manager Liu's eyes widened as he looked at Lin Jingmin beside him, then at the tall and handsome Mr. Zhang in front of him.

His eyes seemed to indicate that he understood.

A moment later, in Lin Jingmin's office, Zhang Yang finally put down his pen.

"I was originally planning to take a look at your proposal, but I think I'll pass. Let's sign it first, and you can give me the proposal as soon as possible."

"I'll do it as soon as possible." Lin Jingmin glanced at the contract, her fists clenching with excitement.

"Okay, I'll send you the money to your company account later." Zhang Yang stood up, took the account number, and prepared to make the payment later.

The two walked out of the office together, attracting attention from everyone in the company.

Everyone knows that the company's chief designer, Sister Jingmin, just landed a huge order with a budget of 15 million.

Is this tall, handsome man the client?

Downstairs at the company, Zhang Yang and Lin Jingmin walked out chatting and laughing, and then immediately saw Meng Mingfeng waiting outside the company.

Everyone stared at each other, wide-eyed.

"Zhang... Brother Zhang?" Meng Mingfeng gasped and looked at Lin Jingmin, stammering, "You signed this contract?"

"Yes." Lin Jingmin looked at Zhang Yang and couldn't help but smile.

That smile was for Zhang Yang.

Meng Mingfeng's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a strange mix of emotions.

He came over excitedly early in the morning, wanting to show off his treasure, since his younger sister and Zhang Yang were classmates.

Now that we've realized it, it's too late; his chances are over.

"Alright, I'm heading back now. We'll keep in touch via WeChat." Zhang Yang and Lin Jingmin exchanged a glance, then Zhang Yang nodded to Meng Mingfeng and walked towards the Cayenne not far away.

A moment later, the Cayenne left first.

"Jingmin, congratulations." Meng Mingfeng could only manage a dry, curt sentence.

"Thank you, okay, I have to go now." Lin Jingmin said perfunctorily, then turned and walked into the company.

Meng Mingfeng watched Lin Jingmin's departing figure, then stood there with his hands at his sides, feeling inexplicably disheveled in the midday wind.

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Zhang Yang drove and stopped by his parents' Haiqin Snack Bar on the way.

The new store has secured funding and is being prepared in full swing, while the old store continues to operate and is thriving day after day.

Outside Haiqin Snack Bar, before Zhang Yang even got out of the car, he received good news from Bei Wei.

"We've signed three more franchise agreements."

Zhang Yang was taken aback, then felt a surge of joy.

They've actually signed three more store contracts.

With this, the number of branches in Magic City has exceeded five, and the task is more than halfway complete.

Judging from the current momentum, it's highly likely that the remaining five companies will complete their tasks in a few days to a week or two, without any doubt.

By then, you'll have acquired random industries and experience points—it'll be fantastic!

"Are there still quite a few shops we're negotiating with?" Zhang Yang and Bei Wei chatted casually.

"Yes, recently we've been getting a lot of offers to join us. We still need to carefully select the best ones," Bei Wei said with a smile.

"Ah, selection process?" Zhang Yang blinked.

What's the point of selection? Are we just going to let any store join us? Do we even consider how long these stores will stay open?

However, seeing how much Bei Wei treated this as a career, he couldn't bear to interfere.

Fine, let's just go with her pace.

After chatting for a while, Bei Wei seemed a little reluctant to part, yet also hesitant to speak.

"I'm hanging up now, honey."

She said the last two words so quickly that Zhang Yang barely heard them.

"Wait... what did you just call me?" Zhang Yang stopped abruptly.

"N-nothing..." Bei Wei stammered, her voice suddenly becoming shy and hesitant.

"Say the last two words again," Zhang Yang emphasized.

"Husband," Bei Wei said softly.

"It's like the buzzing of a mosquito," Zhang Yang said with amusement.

"Husband..." Bei Wei said softly, then called out again with a hint of coquettishness. "Oh, stop teasing me! Go talk to Bei Jiajia about the idea she gave me. I'm hanging up!"

Zhang Yang put down his phone, shook his head, and chuckled.

He opened the car door, walked to the car, and headed straight for the busy Haiqin Snack Bar.

Next to Haiqin Snack Bar, two sisters were chatting.

"Sis, I really don't mean to flatter you, but the son of the shop owner next door is incredibly handsome. It's a shame he has a girlfriend, though. It's fine to just look," the younger sister said, pulling her older sister along.

"Everyone knows you're a hopeless romantic, talking nonsense all day long. I can't agree with your taste." The older sister, with her princess-cut hairstyle, was somewhat dismissive of her younger sister's words.

"You didn't believe me when I told you, really..." The younger sister was a little speechless.

She glanced at the Cayenne not far away, then her eyes lit up. "Look! That's the brother getting out of that Cayenne! Look, look!"

She suddenly became agitated and quickly tugged at her older sister beside her.

Her older sister has ridiculously high standards; the demands she makes make you wonder if she's confusing fiction with reality.

He has to be handsome, rich, and devoted, only good to her. Does he think he's the female lead?

"Where?" the woman with the princess-cut hairstyle muttered, looking into the distance.

As the sun rose higher, a tall, handsome figure appeared, bathed in the midday sun, his entire body gleaming golden, like a male protagonist straight out of a novel.

For a moment, her heart stopped beating.

"My God!" She clutched her chest.

The younger sister looked at her older sister's expression with satisfaction, feeling extremely smug.

No matter how high your standards are, when you see a handsome guy, don't you still have to kneel down?

"Are you sure he really has a girlfriend?" The older sister grabbed her younger sister's arm, her voice filled with resentment as she watched the handsome man walk into the shop next door.

"Absolutely true, there's probably more than one, considering how handsome he is." The younger sister tried to pull her older sister into the store. "Aren't you the type who only likes one guy? This is definitely not your type."

"Actually, this requirement isn't that demanding," the older sister stammered.

The two sisters were playfully bickering, but Zhang Yang had already arrived at the store to help out.

Don't let his current status as a true "tall, rich, and handsome" man fool you; he's just as capable when it comes to getting work done.

With a quick roll of his sleeves, he casually tossed his multi-million Audemars Piguet Royal Oak onto the cashier's counter and immediately got to work.

This is what it means to be down-to-earth.

Several regular customers in the shop were full of praise when they saw this.

Bathed in all sorts of praise, Song Wenqin looked at her son, who was indeed ridiculously handsome, and although she didn't say it, she was overjoyed.