The car traveled smoothly through the night.
Since Wang Xiaoliang hadn't been drinking, he and Luo Bisheng hadn't arranged for anyone to pick them up when they went to the restaurant, so he naturally took the wheel. Luo Bisheng sat in the front passenger seat. Three people sat in the back: Liu Xinyu, Yang Qingyu, and Yi Jiahui, who had insisted on sleeping with her older sister.
The car felt a little stuffy. Wang Xiaoliang lowered the window a little, letting the night breeze rush in and disperse some of the smell of alcohol.
"Xiaoliang, I couldn't even wait for you to get back." Liu Xinyu suddenly spoke, leaning forward with his hands on the back of the driver's seat. "I want to know what exactly you have planned for our Xiaosheng Media. After this round, I'm getting more and more interested."
Wang Xiaoliang glanced in the rearview mirror without rushing to answer. There was a red light ahead. He braked and shifted into neutral before turning his head.
"Liu Xinyu, why are you using me again?"
Liu Xinyu leaned back in his seat and played dumb. "What do you mean?"
"Back in the private room, you heaped all that praise on me in front of Dongxu. Talking about partnering with me on some hundred-million-yuan project, making me the commander-in-chief." Wang Xiaoliang looked back at the red light. "That whole performance today was a lesson for Dongxu, wasn't it?"
Liu Xinyu fell silent for two seconds, then sighed.
"Dongxu's blinded by money. He won't listen to anything right now. That trick of yours won't do much good." Seeing the light turn green, Wang Xiaoliang shifted gears, released the brake, and pressed the accelerator.
"That's only part of it." Liu Xinyu rubbed his temples, sounding somewhat helpless. "The main thing is