Night and Day by the Huangpu River

After working for a while, Zhang Yang saw the two Gourmet off.

As soon as he turned around, Bei Wei hugged him and gave him a sweet kiss.

"Zhang Yang, our store is going to be a hit!"

Zhang Yang nodded, savoring Bei Tianmei's sweet scent.

Gourmet's restaurant review videos are all popular; they seem to become hits every time they review a restaurant, even if they don't become hugely popular.

But today, for some inexplicable reason, both Zhang Yang and Bei Wei had a feeling.

That episode about their store is going to be a huge hit.

It wasn't confidence, it was intuition.

While Zhang Yang was holding Bei Wei, his phone suddenly rang.

Bei Wei gently released her hand, letting Zhang Yang answer the phone.

As soon as Zhang Yang answered the phone, Pei Xiaoru called out "Old classmate!" and the voice could be heard clearly even without speakerphone.

Bei Wei blinked but didn't say anything.

"Yes, what's up?" Zhang Yang asked, holding up his phone.

"A super potential client has arrived, but he's not my client, he's a colleague. Why don't you come over and chat? You might be able to close the deal today." Pei Xiaoru's tone was heavy with excitement.

"Sure, shall we meet at your store or somewhere else?" Zhang Yang asked casually.

"Let's do it at our shop," Pei Xiaoru said with a smile, clearly very happy. Although she didn't sell the shop, Zhang Yang had said that if the shop was sold, he would buy a house from her.

"By the way, did you turn on speakerphone?"

Pei Xiaoru suddenly asked a question.

"No, why?" Zhang Yang asked, completely confused.

"Come closer." Pei Xiaoru chuckled on the phone. Before Zhang Yang could figure out what she was up to, he suddenly heard a voice from the phone, "Muma!"

Zhang Yang was startled by Pei Xiaoru's kiss over the phone. Although it wasn't on speakerphone, the sound it made was quite loud.

He put down his phone and looked at Bei Wei.

Fortunately, Bei Wei remained calm, as if she hadn't heard anything.

"Are you a classmate?" Bei Wei asked gently, her hands behind her back, with a smile.

"It's my college classmate who works as a real estate agent in Magic City. I happen to have a shop for sale recently, and he just called to tell me that he has a buyer," Zhang Yang explained.

"Are you going over there? Don't worry, I'll take care of things at the shop." Bei Wei gently hugged Zhang Yang's arm, taking the initiative to take care of the matter.

"Okay, then... thank you for your hard work." Zhang Yang stroked Bei Wei's jet-black hair.

After leaving the store, Zhang Yang drove his Cullinan straight to Anjia Real Estate Pudong Branch.

Outside the shop, the real estate agents inside eagerly awaited their arrival.

As soon as Zhang Yang got out of the car, the store manager came up to greet him.

"Mr. Zhang, the client is inside."

Zhang Yang nodded, glancing at Pei Xiaoru, who stood to the side with a smile in her eyes.

She was still wearing that well-fitting and elegant little suit, but her eyes and brows held a touch of gentle tenderness.

Inside the store's signing room, Zhang Yang met his target client, a middle-aged man around fifty years old who appeared extraordinary, composed, and cultured.

As soon as Zhang Yang walked in, he stood up and reached out his hand.

Hello, Mr. Zhang.

The other party was very friendly, so Zhang Yang naturally didn't stand on ceremony and went forward to shake hands and greet them.

After all, his only goal was to sell the shop as soon as possible; he didn't need to worry too much about the other details.

The system values this shop at 20 million, so Zhang Yang's principle is that the net profit should not be less than 20 million. Therefore, he quoted a few million more. As long as it's not less than 20 million, he can do whatever he wants.

Those who show up generally have a clear idea of what's going on and are there with the intention of closing a deal.

So, after some haggling and negotiation, thanks to the store manager's efforts, the final price was within the two people's expectations.

The deal was done, which was a foregone conclusion.

"Thank you both for your trust in Anjia Real Estate." The store manager was so excited that he kept bowing, which made Zhang Yang and the buyer a little amused and exasperated.

"Well, if you want to thank someone, thank Pei Xiaoru. She's my classmate." Zhang Yang glanced at Pei Xiaoru, who was smiling and not saying anything.

The shop manager glanced at the incredibly handsome shop owner in front of him, then at Pei Xiaoru beside him, whose eyes held a hint of shyness, and instantly understood, feeling a surge of admiration in his heart.

What is fate? This is fate!

Now that the shop deal has been finalized, there's no need to delay any longer; it's best to complete the transaction as soon as possible.

That afternoon, the two signed the shop purchase and sale contract at the store and then went to the Real Estate Trading Center together to complete the final transaction.

With over 20 million yuan in hand, Zhang Yang paid every penny of the brokerage fee he was owed.

Rules are rules.

Pei Xiaoru accompanied Zhang Yang throughout the entire process. After Zhang Yang had secured the 20 million yuan, the two went to pick up the car together. Pei Xiaoru had something to say, but she was a little embarrassed, seemingly waiting for Zhang Yang to speak first.

"Zhang Yang, have you forgotten something?" Pei Xiaoru asked expectantly from the side.

"What?" Zhang Yang took the car keys, opened the car door, and got into the Cullinan.

In her haste, Pei Xiaoru also got into the car.

"Buying a house, old classmate?" she said as she plopped down in the passenger seat.

"I can't forget it, look how anxious you are." Zhang Yang said with a hint of helplessness, "You should contact them yourself and see if you can find some time to meet in person."

He now has 20 million in hand, and with the recent daily cashback bonuses, he's almost reached 10 million. With 30 million in cash and a 10% discount on property vouchers, he can barely afford to buy that apartment in COFCO Seaview No. 1.

"Great!" Pei Xiaoru immediately took out her phone, ready to make the call.

"Hey... wait." Zhang Yang suddenly realized that he hadn't paid much attention to Ms. Luo's WeChat messages before, and Pei Xiaoru was afraid of being rejected if she called now, so he quickly spoke up to remind her.

However, Pei Xiaoru didn't seem to understand and had already dialed the number.

Then··

"They hung up." Pei Xiaoru frowned slightly.

"Did they hang up?" Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed. Wasn't hanging up normal? After all...

"Yeah, that's strange. Logically speaking, she shouldn't be acting like this if she's in such a hurry to sell," Pei Xiaoru muttered. "Hey? Zhang Yang, why did you take out your phone? Do you have her contact information?"

"Yes," Zhang Yang replied casually.

The scene fell silent immediately.

Zhang Yang typed two lines, but before he could send them, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

He looked up and immediately noticed that Pei Xiaoru was staring at him without moving.

"No... something's wrong with you."

"You, Zhang Yang, I've treated you so badly, and you still secretly asked for my contact information, planning to skip the deal, huh? I misjudged you." Pei Xiaoru said angrily, and still not satisfied, she tried to bite him.

"Ouch... Ouch, where are you biting?" Zhang Yang rolled up the car window and had a good fight with Pei Xiaoru inside the car.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yang lowered the car window, and Pei Xiaoru, who was sitting next to him, was slumped in her seat, unable to lift a single finger.

"Did I say I wouldn't buy from you? Look at you, you resort to violence and verbal abuse at the slightest disagreement. Tell me, what did you do wrong?" Zhang Yang, still angry, slapped Pei Xiaoru on the thigh, leaving a red mark.

"Ouch, that hurts! Zhang Yang, I was really wrong. I shouldn't have wrongly accused you without even knowing the facts." Pei Xiaoru raised her hands in surrender.

"Stop talking, I'll send a voice message." Zhang Yang glanced at Pei Xiaoru, who immediately shut up.

The voice message was sent, and it took quite a while before it was slowly answered.

"Hello?"

"Let's talk about houses," Zhang Yang said, getting straight to the point.

"Sure, I'm home now. Come over to my place and we can talk in person," Ms. Luo said calmly. "By the way, you can come alone."

Pei Xiaoru, who was standing nearby, was so anxious that she couldn't help but speak up until Zhang Yang ended the call.

"It's getting late. Is it appropriate for you to go there now?"

"Your concern is quite valid. By the way, I'll take you home first," Zhang Yang nodded and said to Pei Xiaoru.

"Ah... you're not even going to invite me to dinner?" Pei Xiaoru asked hesitantly.

"Let's do it another day. Or I can send you a red envelope and you can go eat by yourself." Zhang Yang looked down and casually sent Pei Xiaoru a red envelope, effectively silencing her.

About half an hour later, outside Pei Xiaoru's residence, Pei Xiaoru, who was about to get off the car, seemed rather reluctant to leave.

"You... you'll still go over there, right? You deliberately sent me away." Pei Xiaoru hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help but speak.

"You're starting to make things up again, aren't you?" Zhang Yang said, amused.

"Shall I get off?" Pei Xiaoru stepped out of the car, then hesitated and pulled her foot back in.

"What?" Before Zhang Yang could even ask a question, Pei Xiaoru leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Let's go." Pei Xiaoru gently straightened her short skirt and got out of the car.

Zhang Yang watched Pei Xiaoru's figure disappear into the corridor before turning the car around and driving straight towards COFCO Seaview No. 1.

··

Same location, same floor.

Zhang Yang waited at the door for a short while, and then the door opened.

"You actually came." Ms. Luo leaned against the door, her manicured nails looking vibrant and beautiful.

"A transaction worth hundreds of millions, arriving at any time is not unreasonable." Zhang Yang sized up this Ms. Luo, remembering that her name was... Luo Xinyu?

Luo Xinyu smiled, pursed her lips, and stepped aside.

"Come in, Mr. Zhang."

Stepping into this spacious 300-square-meter apartment, the room is brightly lit.

He had seen the river view during the day, but this was the first time he had ever seen it at night.

Through the balcony, the distant, brightly lit century-old the Bund, reflecting the lights of Lujiazui and the Bund on the Huangpu River the Bund, creates a breathtaking and awe-inspiring sight that is far more powerful than during the day.

"There are a few bottles of wine left. Which one do you want to open?" Luo Xinyu casually opened the wine cabinet and turned to look at Zhang Yang.

"Whatever, I don't need to drink." Zhang Yang didn't care whether he drank or not.

Everyone says drinking helps to liven things up, but he's here to talk business, so what's with the talk of "livening things up"?

"Let's open this bottle then. I've forgotten what kind of wine it is. Someone gave it to my dad for his birthday a couple of years ago. Let's just open it and drink it today." Luo Xinyu casually picked up a bottle of red wine and opened it without hesitation.

Here, one cup for each of you. Would you like to come to the balcony for some fresh air?

She handed a glass to Zhang Yang and went straight to the balcony. Zhang Yang also wanted to come to the balcony to experience the panoramic river view, so he followed her out.

On the spacious and large balcony, the river breeze caressed my face.

Luo Xinyu took a sip, her cheeks flushed, but she pretended to be nonchalant as she swirled the wine in her glass.

Zhang Yang leaned against the balcony railing, drinking wine, enjoying the river breeze, and gazing at the century-old the Bund across the river, feeling a sense of carefree ease.

"So, how does this house feel? You can appreciate how great it is, right?" Luo Xinyu observed Zhang Yang's expression. "This kind of unparalleled river view is something you can't buy even if you have the money."

Zhang Yang found it amusing.

We've come full circle, back to money again. I really don't know what happened to Luo Xinyu's family that made this pampered young lady, who never lifts a finger, now talk about money all the time.

"Then let's get down to business?"

"The price difference isn't significant anyway. If you're really interested, I'll... give you a further discount of two million," Luo Xinyu said casually. "This house of mine is in high demand."

"It's so popular, but I haven't seen you sell it?" Zhang Yang said.

"I'm just waiting for the right price and picking and choosing who to sell to. Do you think I'll sell just anyone?" Luo Xinyu retorted directly, her pampered nature starting to show.

"If you lower the price by another ten million, I'll take it," Zhang Yang casually bargained.

He had researched the specific prices before coming, and the price he negotiated wasn't outrageous; it should be within an acceptable range.

Luo Xinyu's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.

"Do you know how much my renovation cost? And do you know how much my furniture is worth? You're asking for ten million right off the bat?!"

"If you can sell, then sell. If you don't want to, I won't force you," Zhang Yang said indifferently. "Buying a house requires looking around more. If your price isn't right, I'll look elsewhere."

"No!" Luo Xinyu turned her head to look at the river, without saying a word.

"Alright, I'm off then." Zhang Yang didn't linger, put down his wine glass, and prepared to leave.

He had just stepped into the living room, before even entering the entryway, when someone called out to him from behind.

"Don't rush off yet. How about we talk this over in more detail?" Luo Xinyu said with difficulty, stopping Zhang Yang.

"How do we talk?" Zhang Yang turned around and asked, amused.

"Come into the room and we'll talk in detail." Luo Xinyu glanced at Zhang Yang, then walked into her room without saying a word.

Zhang Yang was slightly taken aback.

Oh? Is this how we're supposed to talk?

He thought about it and figured that as a man, what was there that he couldn't overcome, since it wasn't like there were mountains of knives or seas of fire ahead?

So, as soon as Luo Xinyu entered the room, he followed her in.

"Fine, fine, you're too amazing. One hundred and ten million it is." Luo Xinyu picked up her clothes from the ground with her bare white feet.

"You should have said so earlier. Why did you have to waste so much time, effort, and energy?" Zhang Yang glanced back at Luo Xinyu, who had just climbed into bed and pulled the covers up.

One hundred and ten million means that after Zhang Yang actually used the 10% discount coupon, he would have to spend twenty million.

Crucially, there are also taxes and intermediary fees, which add up to a huge expense.

"Let's go. I'll find some time tomorrow to go to the agency to sign the contract, and then we'll go to transfer the property together." Zhang Yang turned to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute," Luo Xinyu called out to Zhang Yang again.

"What is it now?" Zhang Yang asked, turning around.

"It's getting late, let's just stay here for the night," Luo Xinyu said with a slight reproach. "I never would have guessed your figure was so amazing."

In the dead of night, Zhang Yang spent the night at COFCO Seaview No. 1.

Tsk tsk, looking out at the Huangpu River through the floor-to-ceiling windows, listening to the whistles of the cruise ships on the river, and... the feeling of sleeping in this slippery thing is truly indescribable.

Ms. Luo appears cold on the outside but is warm on the inside; in reality, she is quite passionate.

In a hazy state, his hair brushed against the tip of Zhang Yang's nose, and he felt sleepy and drifted off to sleep.

Zhang Yang woke up groggily early the next morning.

My head was resting on my long hair, and the scent on the tip of my nose was quite pleasant, but not entirely familiar.

Then, he instantly regained consciousness.

That means I can't drink alcohol. Even a little bit will lead to trouble. How can I stay overnight at someone else's house when everything is fine? Although this place will probably be my own home soon.

I'm outta here.

Zhang Yang got up quietly, and as soon as he sat up, a fair and delicate arm wrapped around his neck.

"Sleep a little longer, hmm..."

Zhang Yang lay down again.

Zhang Yang didn't get up until the sun was high in the sky, and he finally experienced firsthand how clingy Luo Xinyu was.

She seems quite aloof, but she can actually be affectionate and clingy.

"Zhang Yang, let's go transfer the property today, okay?" Luo Xinyu hugged Zhang Yang's neck from behind.

"Let's schedule another time separately." Zhang Yang glanced down at his phone. Bei Wei had just called him, but he hadn't answered. So he returned the call and went out to the balcony.

The call connected, and Bei Wei Yang chatted softly with Bei Wei for a few moments. Luo Xinyu, who had been standing to the side at some point, stood with her arms crossed, watching Zhang Yang.

"Okay, that's settled. I'll go to the store in a bit." Zhang Yang ended the call.

"Girlfriend?" Luo Xinyu asked, her eyes fixed on him with a half-smile.

"Hmm." Zhang Yang gave Luo Xinyu a strange look.

"We broke up," Luo Xinyu said in a slightly commanding tone, her pampered, spoiled young lady arrogance returning.

"Seriously? Are you out of your mind?" Zhang Yang stared at her and cursed without any politeness.

Luo Xinyu stretched out her arm to block Zhang Yang, but Zhang Yang pushed her away without thinking.

"Where are you going?" Luo Xinyu followed Zhang Yang closely, never leaving his side.

"Go back, what's wrong with you? We're all adults, why can't you take a joke?" Zhang Yang said as he walked away.

"So you mean I'm easygoing?" Luo Xinyu paused, then fell silent.

Zhang Yang wasn't sure if his words were harsh, but since Luo Xinyu didn't say anything, he didn't feel it was appropriate to say anything more.

The two went downstairs together in silence until they were almost at the entrance of COFCO Seaview No. 1.

A muscular-looking boy with impressive fighting skills walked towards us from the roadside.

"Xinyu."

He took a couple of steps, then paused, noticing Zhang Yang standing to the side.

"Xinyu, who is he?"