Chapter 362: The Soft‑Waisted Educated Youth Is Again Spoiled Rotten by Her Boyfriend 25

Mo Zhinan shook his head, passed the plastic bag back, and gave it to the three little brothers to eat.

"I'm just worried… that the people behind will still follow us."

"It's not like in Fengshu Village; driving on the highway is inherently dangerous, and the other side obviously means harm—they won't just let it go."

He rolled down the window, letting the wind that blew in slap his cheeks, scattering the worries in his heart.

I hope it's just my imagination.

"The car behind us just now had Zhang Zhishuai and Xu Lin inside."

Jin Chen didn't hide it from him either, and told him the truth straight away.

Mo Zhinan startled, quickly turned his head, and lowered his voice: "Is their target me?"

"Don't overthink it; nothing will happen."

Jin Chen reached out, took his hand and rubbed it twice, full of reassurance.

After another half hour, they were almost at the entrance to Xiangshi's suburbs; Mo Zhinan still hadn't seen that car catch up, and the heart he'd been holding in suspense finally relaxed.

Even if Jin Chen didn't say it, he could probably guess that Zhang Zhishuai's move was likely meant to avenge his uncle…

Mo Zhinan felt nothing but irony.

As noon approached, the car finally stopped at the place he had previously agreed upon with Boss Song.

As soon as Jin Chen got out of the car, a cart boy came over to lead him; compared to the silence of the others, he appeared completely at ease.

Inside the private room, Songshang had been waiting for a while.

Upon seeing Jin Chen and his group enter, Songshang couldn't help but glance at them a few more times, his gaze finally settling on Jin Chen and Mo Zhinan.

"Boss Jin, we finally meet."

He rose respectfully, extended his hand, and walked over.

Jin Chen politely shook his hand, put an arm around Mo Zhinan, and sat down opposite them at the table; the three little brothers naturally followed behind.

Only then did they notice another person at the table.

A foreign friend with blond hair and blue eyes.

"Hello." She raised her hand to greet, her smile just right.

Jin Chen immediately realized this was probably a test for them.

Mo Zhinan gripped his hand tightly, as if drawing courage, and replied slowly but clearly.

After a few exchanges, with Jin Chen beside him giving an encouraging smile, Mo Zhinan gradually lost his stage fright and spoke with growing confidence.

Finally, the lady stood up and walked toward Mo Zhinan, apparently intending to give him an international hug.

Jin Chen's brow twitched; he quickly pulled his wife behind him, saying, "On first meeting, a hug isn't necessary—let's sit down and eat."

The lady shrugged, her eyes flicking between the two for a moment, as if she understood something, then asked another question.

That sentence made Mo Zhinan's cheeks flush instantly; he gave a low cough and nodded.

The lady showed understanding, smiled, and sat down again, this time speaking in not-so-fluent Chinese.

"Nice to meet you all; my Chinese name is Guli."

This time the three little brothers understood and hurried to introduce themselves.

Songshang's smile also became more genuine.

Mo Zhinan patted his still‑red cheeks, relieved that Jin Chen didn't understand English, otherwise he would have lost face just now.

Truly, the openness of foreign societies lives up to its reputation—who would ask about his and his boyfriend's positions in such a public setting…

"Come, eat this."

To save his wife's face, Jin Chen could only pretend not to understand, first ladling a bowl of chicken soup and placing it beside Mo Zhinan.

In fact, Jin Chen was also glad his acting was decent; otherwise, after that explosive question, he surely would have burst out laughing.

But as Mo Zhinan drank the soup, he suddenly recalled what had just happened, snapped his head up to stare at Jin Chen, and whispered a question.

"Just now, how did you know Guli was coming over to hug me?"

"Isn't he supposed to not understand?"

Jin Chen: "……"

His shrimp‑peeling motion paused; he stiffly turned his head to look at his wife, whose gaze was deep, and hurriedly added:

"Her earlier move looked just like she was coming to hug you—I'm not… jealous, am I?"

Jin Chen smiled, trying to keep his expression natural.

"Really?"

Mo Zhinan blinked, thought back, and silently admitted it was indeed so.

He stopped dwelling on it and kept sipping his soup with his head down.

Jin Chen suddenly relaxed, then continued peeling shrimp.

【Host, I think we should come clean and be lenient.】

0731 proposed.

【What you say sounds easy, but if we end up sleeping in separate rooms, you go out and sleep with the ghosts.】

0731 immediately shut up.

After a while, it hesitantly added, 【Both main characters have also arrived at this hotel! What a coincidence!】

【Staring at them.】

Jin Chen kept a wary eye.

Midway through the meal, everyone tacitly began chatting about starting a factory.

Songshang also formally introduced Guli to Jin Chen and his party.

"Guli is a friend I've known for a while; she used to run a clothing business here too, and I believe she'll become a strong ally for us."

He again handed the few sheets of paper from the black bag to Jin Chen, letting him review them.

While waiting for you to come these days, I visited many garment factories that used to do well, but in the past two years they have declined; without exception they could not come up with good ideas, mostly only able to play around with materials and prices.

But this one's price is low, the next will be even lower; there will always be people who can't get enough to eat.

Jin Chen glanced at them briefly and indeed the garment factories' production results were all about the same.

Songshang continued: "With Guli here, we don't need to worry about external channels, but the current problem is that if we want to acquire a better factory, we have to spend more money; furthermore, there's the issue of creativity."

"Boss Song, don't worry, take a look at these few design drawings."

Jin Chen took out the design drawings from his own briefcase and handed them to Songshang and Guli.

When he drew it, after integrating several worldly creative influences and after Mo Zhinan's revisions, respecting the era's new trends, the design drawings naturally made Songshang's eyes light up, and Guli even exclaimed "amazing."

Xu Xiaoliu saw their exaggerated expressions, couldn't tell if they liked it or not, so he leaned over to ask Jin Chen.

"Jin Chen, uh... what does 'Meizi Yin' mean? Their reaction is a bit weird."

Jin Chen almost answered, then paused half a second and shook his head: "I don't understand either, ask your Mo brother."

Mo Zhinan glanced at Jin Chen, feeling he was a bit odd today, his speech constantly hesitant.

"It means they're very pleasantly surprised; they really like this design."

"Of course, of course, this design is simply wonderful!"

Songshang carefully put away the drawings, exchanged a glance with Guli, and also had a premonition that trusting Jin Chen's decision this time was the right call.

"As for the factory site selection, I still have something to tell you." Songshang's expression grew serious: "The site I had my eye on, originally they said a high price would be fine, and the facilities inside are quite complete."

"But just as we were about to draft the contract, waiting for you to come sign it, the Zhang family swooped in and took it."

Guli also nodded, her brows furrowed, still in that strange tone: "You might not know, but the Zhang family is the local tyrant of Xiangshi; they originally dealt in machinery, and I don't know why they suddenly took an interest in this garment factory."