Chapter 65: Talking Business Seriously

A cool shock hit the throat, followed by a mouth full of refreshing sweetness; the sourness of the Lemon was diluted by the water, leaving only a slight acidity accompanying the sweetness, with fruit aromas intertwined.

A flash of surprise crossed Huo Junze's eyes, and a gentle smile curled at the corners of his lips.

He should trust Ruan Mian.

There was nothing she made that didn't taste good.

She was truly amazing.

"How is it? How is it? Does it taste good?"

"Mm, it tastes very good."

Huo Junze held the cup, turned it around, and his gaze landed on the Lemon inside.

"It's not sour at all; on the contrary, it's a very refreshing flavor that spreads from my throat all the way to my heart."

This was an excellent review.

If Ruan Mian were to describe it, Lemonade is just the taste of Lemonade; what other taste could it have?

But since Huo Junze, an Interstellar person, liked it, that meant it was indeed quite good.

Joy appeared on her face, "If President Huo likes it, that means my business deal is a success."

"Everything Ruan Mian makes is excellent, and since this doesn't exist on the market yet, the sales will definitely be good."

There was no need for professional analysis; it was guaranteed to be profitable.

The entire Interstellar could not find a meal replacement.

"Does Ruan Mian want to collaborate with me?"

Since she was discussing it with him like this, it meant she didn't want to sell it in the Live Broadcast Room.

"Yes, this is a big business, you know. As the saying goes, don't let fertile water flow into outsiders' fields; I thought of President Huo the very first moment~"

The fair, soft, and well-behaved girl blinked her eyes; her gaze was clear and sweet, and her slender wrists, like jade porcelain, supported her chin.

A faint, indistinct aura mingled into the air, fermenting uncontrollably, spreading outward, bewitching the person in front of her and making him, as if possessed, raise his hand to tuck back the stray hair by her ear.

Then he met her gaze again.

He couldn't help but curve his lips, gentle as water.

"Why is Ruan Mian so good?"

They were having a perfectly fine business talk when someone's sudden movement stirred up a pool of spring water.

Ruan Mian grabbed his restless hand.

She looked as serious as a little beast, as if she were about to bare her teeth.

"Stop messing around, I'm talking to you seriously!"

Even when being dead serious, she was so cute.

"I plan to make it into a bottled drink for sale; we could build a fully automated factory. President Huo, what do you think?"

Originally, she wanted to make Xue Xue Tian Mi Mi, but the cost for that would likely be very high, and with the current technological conditions, there was no need for any storefronts; she could just make it and have it delivered.

There were no middlemen to earn the price difference at all.

The most important point was that she hadn't considered that many drink varieties yet.

Making it into a bottled drink was likely the simplest and fastest way to sell it.

"Is the cost high?"

Ruan Mian gestured with her eyes toward the half-cut Lemon on the table.

"The cost is very, very low. At the very least, I can make over a dozen cups of water from this one Lemon; the only other thing needed is syrup, which is also simple."

Everything else is just water.

Oh right, and ice cubes.

But the Interstellar ice maker is just too easy to use; a large box is ready in no time.

"The rest is just the bottles."

The initial investment isn't too large, and I believe it won't take long to recoup the costs.

Huo Junze naturally thought this business was excellent.

The profit margin was terrifyingly large.

Actually, if Ruan Mian wanted to, she could master wealth that most people couldn't imagine in their entire lives in a matter of minutes.

"I think this business is feasible. Where do you plan to build the factory? Here?"

Ruan Mian frowned and shook her head; she didn't really want to build the factory here.

After all, there is trash everywhere on this planet, and there is still such a heavy snowstorm outside.

And even if we take a step back, if all the trash on this planet were cleaned up in the future, she wouldn't want her living area to be surrounded by factories.

"Let's change the location."

After thinking for a moment, Huo Junze did have a few places he thought were quite good.

"Huo Corp still has a few factories; would you like to build it under the Huo Corp banner?"

This was a great idea, "Of course, why else would I seek a collaboration with you!"

The goal was to lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade!

Huo Junze was also very happy with this feeling of being relied upon by her; he found it very gratifying.

"Mm, alright. I'll have someone draft a cooperation proposal when I get back."

With the collaboration settled, Ruan Mian continued to lower her head and slice the Lemons.

He was a bit confused, "Are you still making Lemonade?"

"Mm-hmm, didn't I say I was going to bring food back for Mo Mishu!"

(Mo Mishu: Boss Ruan, you're a great person!)

Huo Junze's brows and eyes sank, and his lips pressed into a thin line.

He was a bit unhappy.

Was Mo Mishu's presence a bit too strong?

His silent state was still easily captured by Ruan Mian, and for a moment, she couldn't help but find it a bit funny.

So President Huo had a side where he would knock over a vinegar jar!

"What's wrong? Isn't it because I was thinking he helps you with work? A little bribery, a little winning over, so he'll work even harder for you in the future~"

(Mo Mishu:?!! Shocked, so I am just a tool to manifest love.)

When it came down to it, it was still for his sake.

This feeling was somewhat wondrous.

It was just like the feeling of going to a new school and asking someone to take care of him.

It was very novel, and even her chest felt warm because of it.

"So Mianmian cares about me this much..."

He leaned close behind her again, half-resting against her neck, and his rose-colored lips descended, stirring up a shiver.

"It's ticklish, stop it~"

She turned to the side and gave him a coquettish glare; she just couldn't stand him being so idle, which was why he came to bother her.

"Why don't you try it? Come on, President Huo, do it and let me see!"

Half-reluctantly, Huo Junze picked up the kitchen knife, stood before the cutting board, and smiled helplessly at the instructor.

The two of them lingered at the workstation for a long time, finally making seven or eight cups of Lemonade.

"President Huo is truly getting better and better at this."

Ruan Mian held the cup and took a sip; the flavor was truly mastered perfectly!

She couldn't help but exclaim, "Is this what they call teaching the apprentice and starving the master?"

"How could that be? The apprentice only makes it for the master to drink alone,"

His tone turned into a breeze, wrapping around her ear with hot breath; his voice was low and deep, and his thumb brushed over her lips, wiping away a trace of water.

His gaze shifted, extremely deep and dark.

With his raven-feather eyelashes and warm lips almost touching hers, the cup in her hand was startled and fell.

With an "Ah," she turned her head away.

Fortunately, the cup landed steadily on the tabletop and did not tip over.

She couldn't help but feel a sense of relief, but the atmosphere from just a moment ago made her cheeks flush red.

"Tsk."

The person in front of her sounded a bit dissatisfied; he leaned forward, wrapped his arm around her waist, and gave it a light, firm squeeze.

A trace of mischief flashed in his deep eyes, hiding fragmented light.

A scalding breath brushed past.

"Focus."

Then, he leaned down, his hot and hurried breathing like splashing flames, bringing forth a destructive desire wherever it touched.

Her misty eyes were stained with a shattered red, wet and drowning, making one unable to extricate themselves...