Chapter 506: Capacity Issues

Besides Kuaida Delivery, Yin Yezi also saw a lot of information about Shen Yan.

His smooth stir-fried rice noodle cooking technique, performing the Moonwalk, rumors of a romance with Fan Bingbing... and finally, a video of him dancing a hot, spicy version of "Gee" with Wu Yue'er.

Those incredibly intimate movements were simply hard to look at directly.

Wu Yue'er was sitting right next to her, and when she tilted her head and saw the familiar scene on her phone, memories of the past surfaced in her mind one by one.

Before she knew it, she had already known Shen Yan for a year.

Time really flies.

"How about it, Yezi? My dancing with Shen Yan isn't bad, right?" Wu Yue'er said with a smile.

Yin Yezi grinned and forced a smile: "The dancing is indeed good, it's just... just that the movements were a bit intimate."

When she said this, Yin Yezi felt a bit of a blush and a racing heart; it was hard to imagine how the two of them could have completed this performance so calmly in front of thousands of people.

Their mental fortitude was truly exceptionally strong.

Wu Yue'er pouted indifferently: "You're a young, educated person of the new era, how is your thinking even more old-fashioned than the seventy or eighty-year-old ladies in the neighborhood? Isn't it normal to have some physical contact in a duet? There weren't any inappropriate moves."

Yin Yezi smiled awkwardly and did not dwell on this topic.

At this moment, Shen Yan's phone rang, and the caller ID showed the two characters "Chen Jun".

Shen Yan stood up and walked out of the private room; outside was a long corridor.

Walking to the end of the corridor, there was a window lattice; through the glass, one could see the bustling scene of the city. The city at night was brilliant with lights, filled with heavy traffic, presenting a lively and extraordinary scene.

To the left of the window lattice was the restroom.

Shen Yan stood right in front of the window, his left hand tapping aimlessly on the windowsill, as if playing a symphony with a chaotic rhythm.

He gazed into the distance, holding his phone to talk to Chen Jun, who brought some not-so-good news.

The contract manufacturers were not very willing to take on orders from Xiaogu Company.

In this current era where knock-off phones were rampant, mobile phone manufacturers often placed orders one day and defaulted on payments the next, so suppliers questioned the longevity of Xiaogu Company.

Furthermore.

In the process of seeking cooperation with contract manufacturers, those large-scale producers, such as Foxconn, Pegatron, and other major electronics factories, were simply unwilling to pay attention to a small player like Xiaogu Company that had just entered the mobile phone market.

This was also the reason why Xiaogu Company later engaged in "hunger marketing"—insufficient production capacity.

Regarding this, Shen Yan didn't have a very good solution either.

Everything is hard at the beginning; without fame, it was normal for the big electronics factories to be unwilling to pay attention.

After thinking it over, he tentatively dialed Jacob's number.

"Hello, Paul. Jacobs, I'm M..."

"Oh, dear M, it's a..."

This Qualcomm executive had always remembered Shen Yan's life-saving grace. Upon hearing the ins and outs, he didn't agree immediately, but instead told Shen Yan to take the Xiaogu Mobile and all the data to find the person in charge at the Qualcomm Shanghai Branch.

As long as the phone's performance passed, he guaranteed he would solve the production capacity problem.

After all, Xiaogu was one of Qualcomm's chip partners; helping Xiaogu was equivalent to helping Qualcomm.

Upon learning this, the worried Chen Jun immediately jumped three feet high, unable to believe his own ears.

"Shen Yan, when did you get connected with the Qualcomm executive?"

"Just last time..." Shen Yan was about to answer, but discovered a warm, fragrant body slipping under his arm and diving into his embrace, a pair of delicate hands wrapping around his back.

A petite and exquisite figure pressed firmly against his chest, soft as cotton.

The person was obvious.

Luo Qiqi lifted her chin slightly, her pair of blinking, large eyes looking right at Shen Yan.

Shen Yan turned his head, glanced at the location of the private room in the middle of the corridor, then looked at the increasingly charming and moving sweet girl in front of him, suddenly feeling a bit stirred.

He grabbed Luo Qiqi's small hand and walked toward the nearby restroom.

With such an action, how could Luo Qiqi not know what he wanted to do? Her pretty face was instantly covered in a rosy glow, yet she had no intention of resisting at all.

The restroom was divided into men's on the left and women's on the right; Shen Yan entered the left side.

It was completely empty inside.

It had to be said that a Michelin Restaurant was expensive for a reason; every aspect was far superior to the outside. Even the restroom was decorated so luxuriously, high-end and classy, with complete facilities, and a faint fragrance drifting in the air.

Shen Yan pulled open a partition door, entered, and then "click" locked the door behind him. He braced his right hand on the door, pinning Luo Qiqi there in a condescending posture.

His gaze was fiery, staring straight at the sweet and lovely face before him.

Today, Luo Qiqi was wearing a pink floral polo shirt paired with a pink miniskirt, revealing a pair of fair and shapely legs.

In the past, Luo Qiqi either had hair too short, like a tomboy, or tied in a small ponytail; it wasn't like today, with her long hair naturally falling in front of her body.

The slightly curled hair had clearly been carefully styled with a curling iron.

In this way, her entire aura was full of girlishness.

Luo Qiqi felt a bit embarrassed being watched; she lowered her head, her eyes wandering around in confusion.

She thought to herself that this was what a "wall-pin" was; it made one's heart race uncontrollably.

Even her brain's core processor began to lag.

Shen Yan's lips curled into a mischievous smile, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Chen Jun's voice coming through the receiver.

"Last time what? Hello! Can you hear me? Shen Yan, hello..."

Shen Yan replied casually: "I'm here. When I met him isn't important. Jacob will notify them later. Uncle Chen just needs to take the Xiaogu Mobile and the relevant data to the Qualcomm Shanghai Branch and hand it over to the person in charge."

Chen Jun didn't probe further; the result was far more important than the process: "Then let's do that. I'll implement this tomorrow morning."

The call ended.

Shen Yan put his phone in his pocket, lifted her chin, and said with a burning gaze: "This hairstyle really suits you; it's making even an old pro like me unable to hold back."

In this situation, the blush on Luo Qiqi's face deepened, and her heart couldn't stop leaping with joy.

The corners of her mouth were harder to suppress than an AK.

"If you like it, then I will keep this hairstyle from now on."

Shen Yan tugged at a lock of hair and brought it to the tip of his nose; the faint scent of peony flowers, mixed with the girl's natural fragrance, smelled fresh and pleasant, and he leaned in close to Luo Qiqi along the strands of hair.

He buried his head deep into the crevice between Luo Qiqi's neck and her hair.

The scent here was even more intense.

Luo Qiqi's little heart was thumping non-stop, and her voice trembled slightly: "I came out to go to the restroom; if I don't go back for too long, it will arouse suspicion."

"I'm not even afraid, so what the hell are you afraid of? Besides, what are you so nervous about? I'm not exactly a good person," Shen Yan said with a serious air.