Chapter 141: Ye Zhuzhu's Visit

Liu Hexuan gritted his teeth, a trace of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes:

"Today he made me lose face; I will make him pay it back."

Having said this, Liu Hexuan pulled out his mobile phone.

He opened WeChat, found Che Che, the car model he had just added.

Then he sent a message:

"Beauty, are you free tonight? Let's have a meal together?"

The message was sent.

A few seconds later.

A red exclamation mark jumped out.

System prompt: The other party is not your friend; please add them as a friend before sending messages.

Liu Hexuan froze.

He stared at the mobile phone screen, completely dumbfounded.

He had been deleted?

That car model had deleted him?

"Damn it!"

Liu Hexuan, furious, smashed his mobile phone directly onto the ground.

The mobile phone screen instantly shattered.

Several lackeys nearby were startled and quickly asked:

"Brother Xuan, what's wrong?"

Liu Hexuan said nothing, only gritting his teeth fiercely.

Today, he had lost face twice.

The first time, he had been publicly slapped in the face by Qin Ze.

The second time, he had been deleted as a friend by that car model.

These two matters, Liu Hexuan would remember.

Eight o'clock in the evening.

Qin Ze drove the car back to the hotel.

The moment the Bugatti stopped at the hotel entrance, the security guards and front desk waiters at the door were all stunned.

"Holy crap, what kind of car is this?"

"A Bugatti, a top-tier supercar!"

"Has President Qin changed cars?"

Qin Ze turned off the engine and got out of the car.

Che Che also got out of the car, stood beside Qin Ze, and said with a laugh:

"Mr. Qin, thank you for today."

"I took a lot of footage; once I go back and edit it to post, I'll definitely gain a lot of followers."

Qin Ze waved his hand:

"It's nothing."

Che Che hesitated for a moment, then asked again:

"Mr. Qin, then... can we still keep in touch in the future?"

Looking at her expectant eyes, Qin Ze smiled:

"Let fate decide."

Although somewhat disappointed, Che Che still said with a laugh:

"Alright, then Mr. Qin, rest early!"

Having said this, she waved to Qin Ze, turned around, and left.

Qin Ze watched her walk away, then turned around, preparing to enter the hotel.

At this moment, the hotel manager, Chen Ming, hurried out to greet him.

Seeing the Bugatti that Qin Ze had parked outside, he was completely stunned:

"President Qin, have you changed to a new car again?"

Qin Ze said casually:

"Just bought it; how about it?"

Chen Ming nodded repeatedly:

"Handsome! Too handsome!"

Chen Ming no longer knew what words to use to describe Qin Ze.

Qin Ze tossed the car keys to Chen Ming:

"Find me a designated driver to bring my BMW back."

"It's still in the parking lot over by the auto show; I'll send you the parking spot location in a moment."

Chen Ming quickly took the keys:

"Yes, President Qin, I will arrange it immediately."

Chen Ming paused for a moment, then immediately said:

"Oh, right! President Qin, Miss Ye has arrived!"

"Ye Zhuzhu?"

"Yes! Miss Ye Zhuzhu is waiting right in your office."

"She's been here for a while."

Qin Ze was somewhat surprised.

Why had Ye Zhuzhu come?

He didn't say much more and went straight to the elevator.

He arrived at the top-floor office.

Qin Ze pushed open the door.

He saw a woman in a red dress sitting on the sofa, legs crossed, holding a wine cup and sipping slowly.

It was indeed Ye Zhuzhu.

Today she wore a wine-red slip dress with a very low neckline, revealing her exquisite collarbones.

Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her makeup was exquisite.

Every gesture she made exuded the charm of a mature woman.

Qin Ze walked in and closed the door:

"President Ye, what brings you here?"

Ye Zhuzhu lifted her head, looked at Qin Ze, a trace of an ambiguous smile playing at the corner of her mouth:

"What? Not welcome?"

Qin Ze laughed, walked over, and sat down opposite her:

"How could that be?"

"With Sister Zhu gracing me with your presence, I'm only too delighted."

Ye Zhuzhu raised her wine cup and took a sip:

"President Qin certainly knows how to live."

"These past few days, driving luxury cars, taking beauties out to turn heads on the streets..."

"You're living quite the lavish life."

Qin Ze paused for a moment:

"How do you know?"

Ye Zhuzhu pulled out her mobile phone, opened a short-video platform, scrolled through a few videos, and showed them to Qin Ze:

"Take a look. Isn't this you?"

Qin Ze took the phone and glanced at it.

The first video's title read:

"Suzhou influencer tries to show off and fails, slapped down by a mysterious tycoon on the spot!"

The second video showed footage of him driving a Bugatti to turn heads on the street.

The title read:

"Limited-edition Bugatti hypercar spotted in Jiangcheng; real footage of a mysterious tycoon turning heads!"

After watching, Qin Ze handed the phone back and laughed:

"With today's internet, nothing stays hidden."

Ye Zhuzhu looked at him, a trace of amusement in her eyes:

"President Qin, your taste is truly high."

"That car model in the video is indeed good-looking."

"I checked the comments section; everyone's asking who that girl is."

Leaning back on the sofa, Qin Ze said with a laugh:

"What? Are you jealous?"

"She's just a car model; we were just having some fun together."

Ye Zhuzhu glared at him:

"Who's jealous of you?"

"I was just saying it offhand."

Qin Ze chuckled:

"Alright, alright, you're not jealous."

"But Sister Zhu, you don't visit without a purpose."

"Did you come today for something specific?"

Ye Zhuzhu set down her wine cup and looked at Qin Ze:

"The ten million in funds you transferred to me earlier has arrived."

"So I'm here to fulfill my promise and treat you to a meal."

Qin Ze waved his hand:

"No need for a meal."

"Just keep me in your heart, and that's enough."

Ye Zhuzhu rolled her eyes at him:

"Stop fooling around with me."

"Tell me the truth."

"You invested in me; you must have something you want to ask of me."

"Do you need me to do something for you?"

Qin Ze thought for a moment, then said:

"President Ye, to be honest, I ask for nothing."

"But if you insist I name one thing!"

"It's just that if you could lend me a hand when I'm in trouble, I'd be satisfied."

"As for other matters, I truly have no requests of you."

Ye Zhuzhu looked at him, a trace of complexity flashing in her eyes.

She fell silent for a few seconds, then slowly spoke:

"Your ten million in financial support, with no strings attached, truly saved me from a great crisis."

"With your ten million coming in, it has revitalized several of my current projects."

"Moreover, I also bought quite a bit of that stock you recommended."

"It has risen significantly these past few days, and I've made a handsome profit."

"In the end, you indirectly saved the life of my Guanghui Group."

As Ye Zhuzhu spoke, she lifted her wine cup and toasted Qin Ze:

"So, if anything happens to you, no matter how serious, if I can help, I will definitely step in."

Hearing these words, Qin Ze felt a warmth in his heart.

He stood up and walked over to Ye Zhuzhu.

Then he opened his arms and gave her a direct hug.

"With just those words from you, I am content."

Ye Zhuzhu was startled by this sudden embrace.

Her entire body froze stiff.

Then she quickly pushed Qin Ze away, glaring at him:

"If you have something to say, just say it; why the hugging!"

"Are you trying to take advantage of me?!"

Looking at her bristling appearance, Qin Ze couldn't help but laugh:

"Wasn't I just too moved?"

"Sister Zhu, you are a generous person; please forgive me."

Ye Zhuzhu lowered her head to glance at her chest.

But the corner of her mouth couldn't help but curl upward slightly.

She leaned back on the sofa, lifted her wine cup, and took another sip.

In her heart, she was actually quite delighted.