The Hunter of the Flower City (Complete) - 15

Chapter Ninety-Seven: Better to Remember Than to Meet Again.

The Music House, located in a cluster of leisure bars in the south of the city, is a rather elegant bar.
The decor is tasteful, the lighting romantic and slightly ambiguous, making it a popular gathering place for urban
white-collar workers . It's also a romantic spot for lovers to whisper sweet nothings.
The people who enter this bar appear refined, speaking softly and wearing reserved smiles, but none of this prevents
handsome and beautiful women from flirting and exchanging flirtatious glances…

Soft, melodious music gently echoes in the lobby. Upon entering… Zhang Ziwen immediately fell in love with this
elegant place. It was quite crowded, but not noisy or chaotic at all. Everyone in the bar was so
polite , so gentlemanly and ladylike, giving a very comfortable and peaceful feeling. In this environment, Zhang Ziwen
felt like a refined person. Influenced by the environment, a faint smile appeared on his face—a
very masculine smile, and quite charming. He could feel that his smile attracted the attention of some women. Being admired by
the opposite sex was, after all, a very pleasant thing. He liked this feeling; a little smug, a little giddy…
…

Zhang Ziwen strolled leisurely through the bar's lobby, his eyes scanning the
space. He quickly spotted his target near the window; he could only see her back. Long, flowing black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and a pale pink halter
-neck dress accentuated her shapely figure, revealing her alabaster shoulders and neck—a sight that stirred the imagination and made one yearn to glimpse
her face…

Opposite this alluring figure sat a strikingly handsome young man, his face displaying a reserved smile
as he spoke intently to the beautiful woman. His expression was focused, occasionally flashing a captivatingly charming
smile . Even Zhang Ziwen, approaching, had to admit the young man's undeniable allure.

“…Oh…you've come…” the beauty greeted him with a mesmerizing smile, then
gave the handsome man opposite her an apologetic smile: “…I'm sorry…my boyfriend's here…
are you…”! He didn't need to say anything more; he believed the super-handsome man understood
. The handsome man looked embarrassed. She stood
up resentment towards him. Zhang Ziwen could only shrug and offer a smile, a smile that made Super
Handsome instantly understand the true allure of a man. Zhang Ziwen was even more domineering than him… Super Handsome knew he
had no chance…

“What…would you like to drink?” the beautiful woman asked softly.

“A cup of coffee, please…” Zhang Ziwen looked at her. In the dim light, she was breathtakingly beautiful
, making one willingly tremble. He sighed softly inwardly. This beautiful face, after tonight, he feared he
would never see . Her “boyfriend” was just a cameo…

The barista quickly brought over the steaming coffee. Zhang Ziwen picked it up and sniffed it. He had a habit of
smelling the rich aroma of coffee before drinking it. It was a premium Blue Mountain. A small sip left a lingering fragrance on his lips and teeth. His
coffee companion was cigarettes; he lit one. Through the thin smoke, the beautiful woman opposite him appeared even more ethereal,
adding to her allure…

At this moment, the man and woman seemed to have much to say, yet unsure how to begin. They gazed at each other in silence, the soothing
sound of a saxophone echoing in their ears. The atmosphere between them was subtly romantic…

“…You…wanted to see me for something?” Zhang Ziwen broke the brief silence with difficulty, shattering the temporary
romantic atmosphere. The beautiful woman gently shook her head: “…Nothing…I just wanted to talk to you…I hope
I didn’t bother you…I’m so happy you could come…” Her words were soft and tender.

Zhang Ziwen smiled: “…I…was also thinking of talking to you…” He sighed inwardly.
A glint of light flashed in the beautiful woman’s eyes. Looking at him, she awaited his next words, eager to know what he wanted
to talk about. A faint smile appeared on her lips. Zhang Ziwen took something from his pocket and placed it on the glass
table, gently pushing it towards her. It was a key, the key to a Passat.

"...What...what do you mean?" The beauty's smile vanished, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
Zhang Ziwen looked at her; he caught that surprise in her eyes. Her expression didn't seem feigned; it carried
a trace of panic. She seemed surprised that he had done this. The beauty before him appeared so helpless, her
eyes glistening with tears. There was no trace of the little lioness he once knew. Zhang Ziwen couldn't quite
fathom her heart. He felt he could never truly understand Mu Qing.

"...I think you understand what I mean." Zhang Ziwen looked at her kindly,
sighing .

"I don't understand. Why? Don't you cherish what you have now?"

"I cherish what I have now, but I think you know that it no longer belongs to me." Zhang Ziwen gave
a bitter smile .

"...I know you're unhappy about what happened today. It's his business; with me here, he can't touch you again."

"What happened today is just one of the reasons I'm leaving. I don't want to have anything to do with the company now."

"Don't want to be involved with the American company? Is it the company or me?" "

...Both. I think our contract can end. I hope you understand." Zhang Ziwen watched the
subtle changes in her expression. He could only harden his heart; he didn't want to drag things out any longer.

"...You...you really want to leave? What if...I say no?" Mu Qing's beautiful eyes filled with tears.
Zhang Ziwen stared at her: "Why not?"

"...You are...a talent, I...don't want the company to lose...a good talent..." Mu Qing's beautiful
face flushed slightly, but her tears didn't stop because of the blush; glistening teardrops quietly slid down her cheeks.
Looking at her pitiful appearance, Zhang Ziwen sighed inwardly. This was her excuse. Did she really not want him
to leave? He didn't dare to think too deeply; he was afraid of touching a nerve.

“…Mu Qing.” Zhang Ziwen softly called her name. “…My mind is made up.
I will pay the penalty for breach of contract.” Selling the house at home should be enough to cover it. Zhang Ziwen sighed inwardly. Mu Qing
looked at him. His expression was resolute. This matter seemed irreversible. She had dragged him into this mess. Her fiancé
had used despicable means against him, all because of her. She felt incredibly guilty. Hadn't she also used despicable
means to torment him before? He hadn't held her past torment against him; he had a forgiving and magnanimous heart. She…
She regretted it, regretted holding a grudge against him over such a small matter. He wasn't a pervert.
If he were, he would have already violated her. She regretted not being kinder to him before. Now it was too late to undo the damage;
she couldn't keep him...

Mu Qing wiped away her tears. She smiled, a bitter smile, a hint of helplessness, and a trace of guilt
...

"...I will break the contract, according to the rules. Automatic resignation, and the company will compensate you with three months' salary.
That's what you deserve." Mu Qing knew that saying anything more was useless; she could only let him go.

"Thank you. I'm already grateful that you don't make me pay the penalty for breach of contract. As for the three months' salary,
I won't accept it because I haven't contributed anything to the company." Zhang Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief; she hadn't
made things difficult for him.

"...Just consider it...my compensation to you, okay? I was very rude to you before, will you accept that?"
Mu Qing hoped he would accept. This was her heartfelt wish; she wanted to ease her conscience. He lost his job because of her,
and she hoped this small gesture could help him. Zhang Ziwen smiled and said, "Why bring up the past?
I don't blame you at all. I also made mistakes and deserve some punishment." He truly didn't blame her now;
he harbored no hatred towards her whatsoever.

"You really don't blame me? Really?" He didn't blame himself? A hint of joy flickered in Mu Qing's tearful eyes.

Zhang Ziwen nodded, sighing inwardly. What was there to blame? Let bygones be
bygones .

"...Then...will we meet again? Like...today...
like ..." A blush crept across Mu Qing's beautiful face, and a glimmer of hope appeared in her beautiful eyes as she looked at him. Zhang Ziwen
gazed deeply at her. He could sense the tenderness in her voice. Her breathtakingly beautiful face was slightly hazy. She was so close to
him , yet his heart seemed so far away. Deep down, he wasn't without feelings for her—
a very subtle kind of feeling. They had shared intimate physical contact; he had violated her, slept in
the same bed with her, and glimpsed the cleavage beneath her skirt. Although they hadn't had true physical
intimacy , their hearts had crossed the line. She already had a fiancé, and her fiancé
was the person he was about to deal with. Could he still meet with them? Could they still be friends? Zhang Ziwen
smiled , "...I think...we'd better...not see each other again..." He answered her with difficulty
, sighing inwardly. He felt helpless; seeing each other would only bring more trouble. It was better to cherish the memory than to meet again...

Mu Qing's beautiful eyes dimmed, but the glistening tears shone even brighter. Proud and intelligent, she could understand
his helplessness.

His smile was so bitter, his words made her heart ache. Was it really over between them?
More than two months together—there had been hatred, resentment, joy, tears, bitterness, sweetness, ambiguity, confusion,
and even a faint warmth and a subtle romance. Was it really over? Didn't he feel any regret at all?
His helplessness was also his own. He already had a beautiful woman by his side, perhaps deeply
in love , while he was forced to accept a loveless marriage. His foolish promise to his father had bound her,
bound her proud heart. Mu Qing's heart was breaking…

The two strolled along the tree-lined path. Not far ahead was where Mu Qing had parked her car. Zhang Ziwen
stopped The two faced each other, gazing at each other. This might be their last meeting.
There was a trace of reluctance in their eyes, and a bitter helplessness. Their parting was here; their fate was destined to
end here…

“You… go first…” Zhang Ziwen sighed inwardly.

“I… want you to go first…” Mu Qing's tears silently streamed down her face.

“Don’t be like this…” Zhang Ziwen couldn’t control himself and gently wiped away her tears.

“…Ziwen… can I hug you… just as… a farewell hug…” Her voice was full of
resentment. Looking into her tear-filled, melancholic eyes, Zhang Ziwen's heart softened. He couldn't resist that sorrowful
gaze and reached out... Her soft, warm body enveloped him in his arms; her fragrance was intoxicating. Zhang Ziwen
tightened his embrace, his heart overflowing with tenderness...

She closed her beautiful eyes, his masculine scent intoxicating her. She held him tighter and tighter, wanting to
hold him like this forever. She didn't want to leave his embrace; if she did, he would disappear
from her sight forever. She felt helpless and desperate. Why did fate have to play this cruel trick on her? Why had he entered her
heart, his shadow... The child was deeply etched in her heart, but she had to part from him,
a separation . Fate was cruel, forcing this man and woman, who had feelings for each other, into such a cruel separation…

Suddenly, he felt a warm touch on his lips. It was her lips, still wet with tears, a little bitter,
a little astringent, but mostly sweet. He accepted her lips; he loved their captivating warmth.
He couldn't help but use his tongue to explore the softness within her mouth. He searched for her fragrance, finding
that soft, sweet scent, that smooth, tender touch that enveloped him, swirling and entwining… A deep and lingering kiss. A kiss so intense it was almost painful ,
a tender yet suffocating kiss, a kiss that this young couple would never forget… A kiss
that lingered, enduring, and filled with resentment…

The taxi stopped at the intersection of Binjiang Road. It was late at night, a cool breeze was blowing, and the early autumn night was so refreshing.
Zhang Ziwen walked slowly down the street, his heart pounding, a little uneasy. Mu Qing's beautiful face kept
replaying in his mind, the resentful look in her beautiful eyes haunting him, tormenting him
…

Not far ahead was He Li's lingerie shop. The door seemed to be closed, but he saw someone still standing at the entrance
, a petite figure… It was Tang Shu. She was looking this way. She had been waiting for him at the door. Zhang Ziwen felt
a warmth in his heart. The lovely and beautiful Tang Shu, his beloved, the Tang Shu he would always want to cherish and love, his
nose tingled...

Tang Shu saw him and flew towards him joyfully like a little bird. Zhang Ziwen smiled lovingly, his face
radiant . He opened his arms...

Chapter Ninety-Eight: Deep Affection.

Zhang Ziwen found himself in a luxurious bedroom, somewhat like Tang Ying's bedroom. He
lay a soft, wide bed. On the bed was a long-haired beauty wearing sexy lingerie, her lace panties covering her...
Unable to contain her boundless allure… She was kissing his chest, slowly moving downwards, and further down…
The familiar fragrance filled his nostrils, Chanel Coco. Zhang Ziwen brushed aside her long hair. It was Mu Qing. How could she be in this
bed ? Hadn't he broken up with her? Heavens, what was she doing? His entire body was completely exposed before her.
She was so close to his private parts, her beautiful eyes radiating a captivating charm. She was smiling seductively at him,
still kissing him. Almost there… Zhang Ziwen trembled. His erection felt the warmth… Her sweet scent
had already aroused that shameful part… The intense pleasure made him let out a satisfied groan. The stimulating
pleasure was almost unbearable. His body suddenly tensed, and the pleasure surged through his limbs like an electric current… He
completely erupted… Her lips were covered in his own fluids. She smiled seductively at him, sticking out her small, fragrant tongue
to lick her soft lips in a wanton manner, incredibly lewd… Wait a minute… she’s not Mu Qing… she’s… how did she become the sexy
and alluring He Li… Oh my god…

His nose was a little itchy, and Zhang Ziwen couldn’t help but sneeze. The luxurious bedroom suddenly disappeared, and it seemed that He Li’s lingerie
beauty had also disappeared. When he opened his eyes, he was in He Li’s living room, and there was He Li’s beautiful face, with a mischievous
smile in her beautiful eyes. She was so close, she was touching his nose with a strand of hair, and he could smell her intoxicating
body fragrance. Damn. It was just a dream. Zhang Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief. Oh no, he felt that his
underwear was a little sticky, sticky and uncomfortable. Damn it, it was a wet dream again…

Zhang Ziwen was a little dumbfounded. He Li was right in front of him. In the end, Mu Qing’s face in the dream had become
hers. He felt a little embarrassed and a little ashamed…

A familiar pain shot through his ears. He Li had made her move. Only she could find the location so accurately,
her movements clean and efficient. She pinched Zhang Ziwen's ear, her breath sweet as orchids, and said to him, "You brat, what are you daydreaming about?
Open your eyes and stop lying in bed! What time is it? Don't you want to go to work? Get up now!" He Li's eyes
were fierce. Oh no, he's going to be late! Damn it, he overslept!
Zhang Ziwen rolled over, his feet barely touching the ground when the scene of parting with Mu Qing last night flashed through his mind. Damn it, he'd already quit his job, why was he still going to work? Zhang Ziwen
shook his head and smiled bitterly, then lay back down on the bed. He didn't realize how indecent his posture was; he still considered
this his peaceful home.

"Hey... why did you lie back down again? You brat..." Mu Qing's words stopped abruptly. She noticed his
indecent posture in his underwear and the conspicuous wetness on his private parts. It was too conspicuous, too glaring. She could faintly smell
the masculine scent. He was so embarrassed! He Li's beautiful face flushed bright red...

He Li's unusual voice brought Zhang Ziwen back to his senses. He keenly realized his abnormality. Oh God, he
was so embarrassed. He had made another serious mistake. He hurriedly and clumsily pulled the thin sheet over his private parts to cover himself. His face burned.
This wasn't the first time he had embarrassed himself in front of her. He wished he could disappear into the ground. He was so ashamed
...

He Li gritted her teeth. She forcibly suppressed her rapidly beating heart and turned to walk towards his wardrobe...

A dark shadow flew towards Zhang Ziwen's face. A little embarrassed, he reacted quickly and caught it firmly.
It was a little soft. Upon closer inspection, he felt another wave of embarrassment. It was a clean pair of underwear.

"Hurry up and change..." He Li blushed and spat, then turned and fled into the inner bedroom.

Zhang Ziwen could only manage a wry smile at her concern. The truth had been revealed; his various secrets and shameful acts
were no longer hidden from He Li, and he had to face her...

After his shower, Zhang Ziwen felt refreshed. He had been suppressing his pent-up desires for too long, perhaps
because he had released them in a dream. He felt incredibly relaxed, his mind clear, and his heart rate stable.
Today, all his sexual desires were at their peak. Zhang Ziwen smiled; he was satisfied with his current state,
allowing him to face the challenges of the future with a renewed spirit. He Li had already prepared breakfast: milk,
fried eggs , sausage, and some delicious snacks. Zhang Ziwen's plate had two eggs, and she seemed to have added
half a liter more milk than usual. This subtle supplement made Zhang Ziwen feel grateful, yet also extremely embarrassed. Tang Shu hurriedly
finished her breakfast. She had an exam today and couldn't dawdle. Before leaving, she didn't forget to ask Zhang Ziwen for a passionate kiss.
Looking at her beautiful face, how could Zhang Ziwen refuse? He gave her a loud, sweet kiss, and Tang Shu,
satisfied hurried away.

"You brat... what are you still doing? You'll be late if you don't leave soon." He Li was very dissatisfied with his slow
eating speed.

"...I quit my job. I don't have to go to work anymore." Zhang Ziwen smiled at her. He had already started to learn
the refined way of eating.

"Quit your job? Why? Weren't you doing just fine?" He Li was a little surprised.

"No reason, I just don't want to do it anymore." Zhang Ziwen said casually.

"Hmph, I just praised you for making some progress, and now you want to go back to the old ways? You useless guy." He Li
was extremely dissatisfied with his nonchalant attitude.

"I never said I wanted to go back to the old ways. Not working doesn't mean I can't do other things." Zhang Ziwen smiled and comfortably
stuffed another fried egg into his mouth.

"Tch, what else can you do? You're only good for fighting, but you
know how hard it is to find a job these days. You don't appreciate it at all." He Li knew Zhang Ziwen's background quite well; besides his fighting skills,
he couldn't do anything else.

"Hehe, so what if jobs are hard to find? It's not a big deal." Zhang Ziwen's laughter was relaxed
and confident. He Li stared at Zhang Ziwen, stunned. He seemed a little strange today,
different , though she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Today he was very manly, without that lazy air.

"Then… what do you want to do? Have you found a way out?" He Li wanted to understand his thoughts.

"I wouldn't call it a good way out..." Zhang Ziwen smiled and said, "But... I'm thinking of trying to do some small business,
maybe that's a good way out, right?"

He Li rolled her eyes at him and spat, "You're so irresponsible, trying to do business with someone like you."

"If you can do business, why can't I?"

"Hmph, I'm experienced, you can't compare." He Li rolled her eyes at him, then suddenly seemed
to remember something, and smiled mischievously at him, "Hehe... why don't you learn to do the underwear business with me, I
can teach you."

It would have been better if she hadn't brought this up, because now Zhang Ziwen's face was burning, and he muttered, "Who would learn
that stuff from you?"

"What 'that stuff'? Didn't you do a great job, sis? You make a good amount every month, hehe, and you're still complaining? Everyone
knows you like it, don't pretend. If you like it, learn properly. I'll give you a few sets every month. You even quit your job
to do this business, didn't you?" He Li blushed as she finished speaking. She could already imagine him using those sexy lingerie
, but the words were a bit too explicit, and her heart skipped a beat.

"What are you thinking? When did I say I wanted to learn how to sell that stuff from you?" Zhang Ziwen
quickly . He had to explain clearly, lest she really think he quit his job because of this troublesome thing.
"Okay, okay, I won't sell it then. By the way, let me ask you. How are things going with Xiao Shu?"

"What do you mean, how are things going? We're doing great." Zhang Ziwen was a little confused by her question.

"I mean, you and her… have you…" He Li blushed again. She remembered his
indecent , and she hoped that he and Tang Shu would have a future together soon. Zhang Ziwen understood and was incredibly embarrassed.
How was he supposed to answer that question? Seeing his awkwardness, He Li found it amusing. She sometimes enjoyed teasing her adorably
silly younger brother; the more he acted like this, the more entertained she found it. However, she
knew when to stop; continuing would only lead to more embarrassing situations. He Li was very perceptive and knew how to maintain a proper distance.

"Still too embarrassed to say? Okay, I won't ask anymore. Let's get down to business. Do you have any good
ideas ? Tell your older sister." He Li subtly changed the subject. Zhang Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully,
his beautiful older sister didn't continue teasing him. Talking about sex with a sexy woman was
like playing with fire; he felt a little scared…

"I just have this idea. Can you help me think about it? I'm thinking of starting a small company. What do you think?"

"A small company? What kind of company?" He Li was intrigued by his question.

“I want to start an advertising planning company. I’ve had the most contact with advertising planning at Xin’ao Group, maybe
I can make a name for myself in this.” Zhang Ziwen’s tone was very serious.

“An advertising planning company? I’m not familiar with this industry. Do you think you’re confident?” He Li looked at his serious
expression, a faint sense of relief rising within her. He finally had an idea. Whether he succeeded or not, at least he wouldn’t be
wasting his days like before.

“I can’t say how confident I am, but I believe I can make a way. How will I know if it will work if I don’t try
? Some things you only know the result after you do them. I’ve decided to do it.” Zhang Ziwen looked at He Li, his gaze
firm . He Li sensed the determination and confidence in his eyes. She sighed softly in her heart. She liked him
the way he was now. She hadn’t spoiled him for nothing; he finally had a goal. She had a feeling that he
would succeed one day. She was willing to unconditionally believe in him, now that he had regained his spirits.

“How much does it cost to start such a company?” He Li asked the most practical question. Zhang Ziwen thought for
a moment and said, "I've roughly calculated that renting an office, buying office supplies,

preparing raw materials, hiring staff, plus working capital, will cost at least 200,000 yuan." "

200,000 yuan? Do you have that much money?" He Tongmou knew his savings were practically gone.
Zhang Ziwen smiled and said, "I don't have any right now, but I'm thinking of mortgaging the house in Xianghe Lane.
I can raise a few hundred thousand yuan. Hehe, the only inheritance my dad left me is this house, which is still worth a little."

"No way! There's no reason to mortgage the house. I don't agree to that," He Li firmly objected.

Zhang Ziwen's face fell. His beautiful older sister disagreed, and he really didn't dare to go after the house. What should he do?
Zhang Ziwen thought for a moment and said, "...Then I'll just have to try Hai Dafu. His business seems to be doing pretty well lately.
Maybe I can get some money from him." At this crucial moment, he remembered his best frenemy.

"Don't go to that guy. His business is a scam. You'll only get
yourself into ." He Li had heard Zhang Ziwen mention Hai Dafu's business before. She had studied finance in college,
so she understood what was going on after a little thought. She didn't want Zhang Ziwen to get involved.

"This won't work, that won't work, how can we run this company?" Zhang Ziwen muttered. If He Li disagreed,
he was helpless. He couldn't disobey her. He Li rolled her eyes at him and said, "Look at you
, so pathetic. Did I say it wouldn't work? 200,000,

right? I'll give it to you. Humph, I've spoiled you for nothing. You never thought of your older sister." He Li seemed very angry.

"You'll give it to me? 200,000? You have that much money?" Zhang Ziwen looked at He Li in surprise.

"Hmph, don't underestimate your older sister. I've been running this business for years and I can't save some money? Let me tell you, this is
the money I prepared for you to get married. If you don't make the company successful, you'll be a bachelor for life." He Li finished speaking and gave him
a dirty look.

"Prepared for my marriage?" Zhang Ziwen was deeply moved. He Yu had actually prepared for his future; this
was something he hadn't expected. He felt he could never repay her kindness, and his eyes welled up with
tears .

He Li, seeing his expression, understood his thoughts. She sighed softly, stood up, walked to his
side , and pulled his head into her arms, gently saying, "...Silly boy, why think so much?
It's only right that I prepare anything for you. In this world, we siblings depend on each other. As long as you're doing well, as long as you're successful,
I'm willing to give you anything..."

Zhang Ziwen felt the warmth of her embrace, and the fullness of her breasts. Her fragrance was
intoxicating, but at this moment, his mind was free of any other thoughts. He was only moved,
moved . He swore in his heart... He wanted to create wealth, he wanted to repay her with the best things in the world… he wanted to protect her with
his own life…

The room was quiet at this moment. The two gently embraced each other, feeling each other's warmth and
emotion. The whole room was filled with tender affection…

Chapter Ninety-Nine: Company Establishment

It was late at night. Two people were lying on Zhang Ziwen's bed. Tang Shu snuggled in his arms, unable to go back to the bedroom. She
wanted to stay in his arms a little longer. Zhang Ziwen lovingly stroked her shiny black hair, occasionally
sniffing it. It smelled so good. He couldn't bear to let this adorable girl go in.

“—Brother Wen, did you find an office today?” Tang Shu learned of his ambition from He Li.

“Yes, I found one. It's an office in Tongmei Building in Ning'an District, about 100 square meters. But
the rent is too expensive. Forget about Grade A. I found a Grade B one. After much bargaining, I got it down to 80 yuan per square meter.
It will cost me a month…”

" Over 8,000, whether business is good or not, starting from the 1st of each month, it's like carrying over 8,000 in debt. The company
has to desperately find money to open, and we have to pay the property management first." Zhang Ziwen was very frustrated; those bastards were pure
bloodsuckers.

"Do you have enough money? If not, I have some more; you can use it first." Tang Shu looked at him with her beautiful eyes,
wanting do something for him.

"It's enough. My older sister gave me 200,000; that should last for a while. Tomorrow I need to get the office supplies
ready we can open as soon as possible." Zhang Ziwen chuckled inwardly; what money could a little girl like you, still a student, possibly have?

"Oh—you don't need money—" Tang Shu's eyes showed disappointment. She thought for a moment and
said , "How about I help you? Hehe, I'm worried about not finding an internship. Can I work for you? Anyway
, you have to hire someone. I don't need a salary for my internship, so will you hire me?" Tang Shu looked at him hopefully, hoping he
would agree .

"Okay, with your help, it
'll be fine. I've been having a headache these past few days trying to find someone, but the condition is that it won't interfere with your studies." Zhang Ziwen agreed readily.

"It won't interfere, hee hee, don't worry, Brother Wen, Xiao Shu won't let work or studies interfere with each other." Tang Shu
was .

Seeing that it was already late, and two people were lying on Zhang Ziwen's bed, Tang Shu snuggled in his arms, unable to go back to the bedroom.
She wanted to stay in his arms a little longer. Zhang Ziwen lovingly stroked her shiny black hair, occasionally
leaning to smell it; it smelled so good. He couldn't bear to let this adorable girl go in.

"—Brother Wen, did you find the office today?" Tang Shu learned of his ambitions from He Li. "

I found one. An office in the Tongmei Building in Ning'an District, about 100 square meters, but
the rent is ridiculously high. Forget about Grade A; I got a Grade B one, and after much haggling, I got it down to 80 yuan per square meter, over 8,000 yuan a month
.

Whether business is good or not, starting from the 1st of each month, it's like carrying a debt of over 8,000 yuan. Once the company
opens, we have to desperately raise money; we have to pay the property management first." Zhang Ziwen was very frustrated; those bastards were pure
bloodsuckers.

"Do you have enough money? If not, I have some more; you can use it first." Tang Shu looked at him with her beautiful eyes; she
really wanted do something for him.

"It's enough. My older sister gave me 200,000 yuan; that should last for a while. Tomorrow I need to get the office supplies
ready and try to open as soon as possible." Zhang Ziwen chuckled inwardly. "What money could a little girl like you, still a student, possibly have?"

"Oh—you don't need money—" Tang Shu's eyes showed disappointment. She thought for a moment and
said , "How about I help you? Hehe, I'm worried about not finding an internship. Can I work for you? Anyway, you'll have
to hire someone. I don't want a salary for my internship, so will you hire me?" Tang Shu looked at him hopefully, hoping he
would agree .

"Sure, with your help, that's fine. I've been racking my brains trying to find someone these past few days, but the condition is that it won't interfere with your
studies." Zhang Ziwen agreed readily.

"It won't interfere, hehe, don't worry, Brother Wen, Xiao Shu can balance work and studies." Tang Shu
was .

Seeing her excited expression, Zhang Ziwen was touched. What an understanding little girl!
He couldn't resist leaning in and kissing her cheek. Tang Shu let out a soft moan, her body pressed against him, clinging tightly to his chest.
Her moist, fragrant lips searched for his. She loved his kisses; she loved his lips
—her smooth, soft lips quietly slipped inside—

the early autumn sunlight shone on the windowpane. Zhang Ziwen stopped his newly purchased car in
front of the Tongmei Building. It was a good car; based on his knowledge of its various parts, he had spent 3... After some tinkering, the used
Santana was practically brand new. As the general manager of a company,
how could he not have a car? He was just a little disappointed. Stepping out of the back seat were two stunningly beautiful women, He Li and Tang Shu. Both
women were dressed in business suits. Today was the company's opening, and their professional attire would certainly make a good impression on Zhang Ziwen
. The mature pink and refreshing light green, their curvaceous figures and gorgeous faces—these two beauties were sure
to turn heads. Looking at their radiant smiles, Zhang Ziwen habitually shrugged... A waft of intoxicating fragrance filled his
nostrils . Two beautiful women stepped forward, one on each side of Zhang Ziwen, their arms casually and affectionately linked with his. The firm, full breasts brushing against him made his heart flutter. Zhang Ziwen, dressed in a sharp suit, looked dashing and handsome. The sight of him and the two beauties walking from the parking lot to the elevator drew countless envious glances. As a man, having two stunning women walking intimately with him was bound to make him feel incredibly proud. Zhang Ziwen was a little smug, extremely smug. After a little over a week of simple renovations and setup, the small company was starting to look presentable. A bright glass door led to a marble backdrop with several large silver characters: Creative Advertising Planning Co., Ltd. The name was chosen by Zhang Ziwen himself. He liked the word "creative"—in advertising, creativity comes first. He had all the company's paperwork handled by an agent. The advantage of using an agent was speed, and another advantage was that the registered capital was increased to 2 million yuan. This fabricated figure gave the small company a slightly more confident appearance . Beyond the reception area was the workspace, with several 2... The office space features hand-held desks, two long workbenches, a printer, a used photocopier, and a used fax machine—almost all the equipment is secondhand. The walls have been repainted and are adorned with attractive advertising posters. The workspace isn't large, but the arrangement of the desks and chairs is thoughtful and doesn't detract from the space. Combined with some three-dimensional decorative elements, the small workspace feels spacious. Floor-to-ceiling windows provide ample natural light, making the office bright, clean, and comfortable to work in. All of this is Zhang Ziwen's design. When he saw how well his design had turned out, he couldn't help but feel a little proud. His design... The planner wasn't much less capable than those professionals . In one corner of the office, there was a glass window with blinds drawn, obscuring the view inside. Next to it was a wooden door with an acrylic sign that read "General Manager's Office." This was Zhang Ziwen's office and business room. Upon entering, the floor felt soft and carpeted. There was a large executive desk, a genuine leather swivel chair, and a bookcase behind it containing some decorative books and folders . On the desk were a computer, a telephone, and two beautifully framed photos, one of He Li and the other of Tang.

Shu's beautiful photos—both of these beauties were his favorites. Having their pictures to refresh his eyes
would surely boost Zhang Ziwen's work motivation. Inside the office was a three-seater sofa and two single sofas, all
nestled together on a glass coffee table with a tray and several glasses. This was Zhang Ziwen's
place for entertaining guests and negotiating business; he could also relax on the three-seater when he was tired. Everything in the office
was

secondhand, but Zhang Ziwen had carefully selected it, so everything looked new. The sofas were comfortable, and
the simple decor made this small office of only about 20 square meters look elegant and refreshing.

After He Li and Tang Shu sat down on the sofa, Zhang Ziwen made them coffee. He then sat in the leather swivel chair in front of
his desk , lit a cigarette, and swayed back and forth, trying to find his footing. This was
his workplace; the chair was comfortable, the room was refreshing, and he felt like a boss. He found
this feeling quite pleasant. Seeing his smug expression, He Li and Tang Shu exchanged a smile, both beautiful
women secretly happy and proud of him.

Zhang Ziwen reached for the phone on the table, dialed a few numbers, and the call connected.

"What are you two dawdling for? Where are you?" The call was to Hai Dafu. "

Damn, I'm at the door. His company looks pretty good, all set up properly. Where are you? Why is no one here?"

"In the office, come in quickly."

"Alright, I see you, I'm coming in."

The company's opening was simple yet grand. There weren't many people, just five including Zhang Ziwen's two best friends, who
had also prepared two large flower baskets. The display at the entrance added a festive touch. A pile of
colorful , and when the auspicious hour arrived, the five of them stomped on them vigorously. A series of
crackling sounds filled the air, and the five of them laughed and joked, creating a lively atmosphere. Then they opened the champagne, and as the champagne foam sprayed,
the company was officially declared established.

Sipping champagne and looking at his beloved woman and two friends, Zhang Ziwen was filled with emotion. Their
faces beamed with joy; they were all happy for him, happy that he had found a path to success.
Zhang Ziwen glanced around his company, a surge of excitement welling in his eyes. This was
his company, and he would fight for it. He would start from this small company and carve out a brilliant future.
The company's founding day's crucial task was recruitment. Zhang Ziwen already had
a plan ; without people, nothing could be accomplished. He entrusted the company to Tang Shu and He Li to oversee.
He Li, seeing that Zhang Ziwen's company was newly established and needed help, hired a young woman to watch the shop while she herself went to
the company to help Tang Shu. Everything she did was for him. The person she cared about most
was Zhang Ziwen—

the recruitment center was packed with people, a clear indication of the current job market where there were
far more applicants than available positions. The increasing and growing societal pressures made Zhang Ziwen happy; he believed he could
find the talent he needed today. Zhang Ziwen sat down at his pre-booked recruitment booth. Beside him was
a recruitment banner he had made himself, specifying the company's needs: 1 receptionist, 2 graphic designers,
1 technical operator, and 5 sales representatives. No specific educational background, gender, or local residency required. The slogan was simple: "Let's
create a better tomorrow together." He needs many employees, but with his current capabilities, Zhang Ziwen can only hire so many.
The salary burden of these few employees is already quite heavy. Salespeople cannot go out to do business without training. He
hopes to find good salespeople as soon as possible. He knows that having a group of capable salespeople will greatly increase the chances of his
company's success. He firmly believes that having elite salespeople is like having a soul for the company. For a
company to succeed, a good idea, a good business strategy, and talent are
half the battle won. The rest is about scaling up, which requires the leader to have a keen business mind and strong
management skills. Zhang Ziwen believes he can do this, and he has already started doing so. There were too many people. Perhaps it was because the threshold of
Zhang Ziwen's recruitment advertisement wasn't high; within a short time of sitting down, a large crowd had gathered around him. Zhang Ziwen
distributed registration forms to the applicants, and while collecting the forms, he began to sized them up. He exchanged brief conversations with those who had filled out
their information more detail and whose demeanor was
somewhat proper. He didn't select candidates based on their appearance or seniority; he determined interview candidates through simple conversations. Finally, he notified
those he was most satisfied with to come to the company for an interview in the afternoon, and then carefully selected talent back at the company. Before long,
Zhang Ziwen had a thick stack of registration forms in his hand. He was very satisfied with today's recruitment and believed that he
could retain good talent through the afternoon's interviews. Seeing that it was almost time, Zhang Ziwen packed up the registration forms and prepared to leave
, only regretting that he wasn't capable enough; otherwise, he would have stayed there at least a little longer.

Zhang Ziwen returned to the company and ordered three boxed lunches. The three of them, along with two beautiful women, enjoyed a simple lunch in the office. Although
the lunch was simple, the three chatted and laughed,
making it a pleasant experience. Besides satisfying his hunger, Zhang Ziwen was also enjoying the beautiful women in front of him. As a man, he felt incredibly fortunate, a situation that others envied.

Zhang Ziwen then assigned tasks for the afternoon's interviews. He Li was responsible for interviewing the receptionist, while Tang Shu was responsible for
interviewing the technical staff and graphic designers. Tang Shu was a university student, and her proficiency in computers and prior experience
in graphic design made her a suitable candidate. Zhang Ziwen himself would personally interview the sales staff. He placed
great importance on the selection of sales personnel for the company, as it was the foundation of the business. He needed quick-thinking and
hardworking sales elites to help him earn his first pot of gold. Around 2 PM, a steady stream
of interviewees arrived at the company . Most of them seemed to have a positive impression of the company from the moment they entered; it was clean,
elegant, and well-lit with a spacious feel. Although the company wasn't large, the work environment was undeniably attractive.
Add to that the presence of two exceptionally beautiful women conducting the interviews, and some young men genuinely wanted to
work there. If Zhang Ziwen saw this, he would surely lament that he
never . The interviews continued until 6 PM.
Most of the candidates who had been notified at the job fair that morning had arrived. After careful selection, the personnel for the necessary positions were largely
finalized ; the remaining task was the probationary period evaluation. The receptionist was a beautiful young woman who had just graduated from university—a bachelor's degree holder.
She was very pretty, especially when she smiled, which was very sweet and approachable. He Li
took a liking to her the moment she interviewed her. After asking her some questions, He Li was satisfied with her answers. She glanced at
the name , He Fang, which meant they were from the same family 500 years ago. Without a doubt, He Li decided to hire her on the spot. The trial period monthly salary was tentatively set at
1,600 yuan. He Li's interview was considered to have ended ahead of schedule. Tang Shu was a little slow; some professional knowledge required
careful consideration. Those with ulterior motives were dismissed, leaving one woman and two men. The technical operator was
a young man in his early twenties, Li Qiang, who seemed honest and had previously worked in inkjet printing.
The graphic designers were a man and a woman. The man, 25, named Fu Jun, had a bachelor's degree in graphic design and wore
glasses ; he was quite refined. The woman, Yang Xiu, was pretty and had a delicate name; she was 21, a college graduate
in graphic design. From their first impressions, Tang Shu's judgment was quite insightful. —Chapter

100 Implementing the Initial Plan

Zhang Ziwen's interviews required considerable thought. Most applicants were for sales positions. This position had few
restrictions ; as long as one was slightly intelligent, diligent, and thick-skinned, many could handle it.
Zhang Ziwen had already formed initial impressions of these interviewees at the job fair. Through in-depth interviews and conversations, he found
many suitable candidates. There were only five intermediary positions available. What to do? This was a bit of a headache. After carefully selecting five satisfactory
salespeople, Zhang Ziwen was reluctant to let go of more than ten others. However, his working capital was limited, and if business
progressed slowly, the guaranteed salary wouldn't last long. He had to be responsible for the basic livelihood of his employees. Zhang Ziwen
came up with a compromise. He asked several salespeople who were eager for the position what they thought: if he
halved the trial base salary and increased the commission, making income based on performance, those who wanted to stay
could come to work for the company. As soon as this method was proposed, half of the applicants were willing to stay and give it a try.
Thus, together with the five people initially selected, 12 salespeople remained, and the recruitment
was considered . Tang Shu was put in charge of administrative management and human resources, while
Zhang Ziwen personally oversaw sales training and business development. Zhang Ziwen divided the 12 salespeople into two departments, with 6 people in each department and
one department manager. During the training period, Zhang Ziwen quickly promoted two people, including Liu Xiaofei, 28 years old, who became the manager of Department 1.
The veteran possessed strong organizational and disciplined skills, a quick mind, and a thick skin. Zhang Ziwen valued
his abilities highly, and his base salary during the probationary period was 1600 yuan. The manager of Department 2 was a very beautiful woman,
Liang Ling, 24 years old. She had just resigned from an advertising company. During the interview, she learned that the creative company was a new company
with no track record. This so-called boss seemed like a newcomer. She
was initially disappointed with this unproductive company, but after Zhang Ziwen explained his initial ideas, she was intrigued and decided to stay and give it a try. She
also received a base salary and was promoted to manager of Department 2 by Zhang Ziwen.

Zhang Ziwen's company was small but fully equipped. What followed was intensive training. First,
he had dress requirements: men had to wear suits and ties, and women had to wear business suits. This was related to the company's public
image; in business, image is paramount. All clothing expenses were initially covered by the company and deducted from the monthly salary.
If the employee passed the two-month probationary period, these clothing expenses would be reimbursed by the company. Looking at
the employees , all dressed smartly and with good spirits, Zhang Ziwen was very satisfied. This was exactly the effect he wanted.
Professional attire can improve a person's morale, and this is true. He had experienced this firsthand at Xin'ao Group.
Before starting work, he was a lazy person who didn't care about his appearance. After starting work, once he changed his clothes, he naturally
paid attention to his speech and behavior. The company atmosphere was the same, and his previous vulgar habits
were corrected . During the training, Zhang Ziwen explained the company's operational strategy. He emphasized that for an advertising planning company to
develop its business, it must reach out. He abandoned the traditional approach of waiting for customers to come to them or negotiating with companies to
produce simple advertisements. Based on his understanding of the Xin'ao Group's advertising department, he pointed out that the Xin'ao Group was financially powerful and
had secured advertising spaces in key locations and ports in Zhonghai. These prime locations often cost tens of millions of yuan,
but once a large business targeted these spaces, Jiao Lei
Company could easily recoup its costs and make a huge profit once the advertising space for that location or the entire street was completed. He cited the example of advertising companies under bus companies, where the annual profit from
a single bus stop lightbox advertisement was considerable, not including production costs, planning fees, design fees,
creative fees, and so on. He estimated that the annual profit from producing lightbox advertisements for all bus stops in Zhonghai City could easily
reach hundreds of millions of yuan. But none of this was something Zhang Ziwen could do. Lacking money and power, the meager funds in his pocket
probably wouldn't even amount to a penny. But he had his own methods. If he couldn't afford the big games, he'd play the small ones—
small, inconspicuous, untapped markets that the big companies wouldn't even bother with.
He believed that as long as he continued in this
way, he could carve out a path for his company. He had also calculated the profit margins, and now all he had to do
was implement his entire plan systematically. Zhang Ziwen's business strategy was clear. Zhonghai City has 18
districts, and he planned to expand from the inside out. He would start by renting advertising space in prominent locations within the city. Once the company's
billboards were in place, he would pay the corresponding monthly rent to the residential complex. Department

Two would be responsible for liaising with office building management companies to rent advertising space in building lobbies, elevators, and stairwells.
The terms were the same: once the advertisement was placed, the corresponding rent would be paid. Department Two had six people, and their tasks were very clear. The rest
was up to their sales staff to hone their skills and persuasion. In short, they would receive a commission for each space they secured. Their
monthly income depended on the sales performance of Department Two. Zhang Ziwen drew
inspiration from some businesses. Elevator and residential advertising wasn't uncommon; it was practically everywhere. But Zhang Ziwen's vision was
grander. He needed a massive amount of advertising space—the more the better, even tens of thousands of spaces were acceptable. Ultimately, advertising
was valuable. His goal was simple: to concentrate this vast amount of advertising space within his own company
. This was his resource; with this dense network of resources, attracting businesses would be a breeze.

Zhang Ziwen specifically targets businesses for his advertising. For the community ads, he chose fast-moving consumer goods retailers, including dairy
companies, bottled water companies, ticketing agencies, and various daily necessities vendors. After securing these advertising slots, he would then create high-quality advertisements.
Midea's billboards will be placed in ten locations per residential community. The billboards don't need to be large, but each one must accommodate
more than brand logos, including phone numbers and addresses. The cost to the businesses isn't too high, and the company's production
costs are negligible. Zhang Ziwen carefully calculated the costs, including the feasibility of this operating model. If
he owned 1,000 communities and 10,000 locations, the business would be much easier. For example, he could negotiate with a business
to buy one billboard location for only 100 yuan per month. The company could commit to placing ten
billboards in one community. If large-scale deployment is needed, it's simple: add 1000 yuan for every 10 additional communities. Maintenance
and upkeep are handled by the company. This way, regardless of the size of the business, it's affordable. These locations directly face
the residents, so the effect is self-evident. These businesses should understand that the more businesses there are, the more investment is needed, and the
company 's revenue will follow suit. Assuming one billboard with 20 business signs, it can generate 2000 yuan in revenue.
Ten small billboards in one community can generate 20,000 yuan. It's estimated that the price of just one billboard can cover the property management fees. Ten
small

attractive billboards don't detract from the environment, provide convenience for residents, and the property management can even make a small profit
. Why not? Zhang Ziwen thought it through clearly. A monthly rent of 2000 yuan wouldn't work; 10,000 yuan is fine too
. Once there are businesses, what is that little bit of money? Zhang Ziwen had another trick for attracting businesses:
the company designed and produced all the billboards, covering all raw material and production costs
. Businesses buying a small advertising space didn't need to pay these additional fees—it was affordable, convenient, simple, and efficient
. Of course, if a large business bought out the entire billboard and placed ads in multiple locations, the price would naturally
rise , and the more such businesses, the better. After a week of intensive training, the salespeople mastered
sales techniques, became familiar with negotiating prices, and fully grasped business strategies. Now it was
time to send them out to make their own sales. Watching these well-trained salespeople confidently walk out with their beautifully designed sales materials,
Zhang Ziwen smiled. He hoped these salespeople would succeed.

Zhang Ziwen sat alone in his office, took a sip of the coffee Tang Shu had poured for him, lit a cigarette
, and fell into deep thought. Today was crucial; it was the first step in the company's development. Everything he was doing now was
laying the groundwork. Only with advertising space could they contact businesses. He didn't know if the sales staff could secure advertising space;
everything was uncertain. Zhang Ziwen was a little anxious. If they couldn't accumulate enough advertising space quickly,
what would they use to entice businesses? The next step, contacting businesses to purchase billboard locations, will be even more difficult. Rent, salaries, and
daily expenses are all substantial. Currently, they are still in the investment phase with no income. Time is of the essence, and
Zhang Ziwen felt a sense of urgency and immense pressure. He had less than 100,000 yuan in liquid funds, meaning he couldn't
afford to play the game
for long. He prayed that his sales representatives would bring back good news; he was a little nervous…

It was past 4 PM, and not a single sales representative had returned. According to the prior agreement,
the sales representatives were supposed to return to the company at 5 PM. The closer the time got, the more anxious Zhang Ziwen became. Could the first step of his plan
succeed?

It was 5 o'clock. Zhang Ziwen glanced at his watch. There seemed to be some movement outside; some salespeople had returned to the company,
and the noise from their conversations was gradually increasing. Zhang Ziwen had very sharp hearing, but he didn't listen to the content of their conversations. He
needed some peace and quiet; he wanted to sit for a while longer. Perhaps, he didn't want to go out at all; he was afraid of hearing bad
news …

At 5:20, Zhang Ziwen took a deep breath. He had mentally prepared himself. He
opened the door and went out. Everyone was back. The salespeople were huddled together in small groups, discussing and exchanging
ideas. As soon as they saw him come out of the office, they all quieted down, their eyes fixed on him.

"Is everyone from Department 1 back?"

"Yes, everyone's back." Zhang Ziwen looked at Liang Ling.

"They're all here." Liang Ling smiled at him. This was good news; her smile meant that
today's outcome wouldn't be too bad. Zhang Ziwen smiled and gestured for the employees to take their seats. The daily meeting
officially began, a rule he had established. Daily business data and insights
were shared at this meeting. Since the company was in its early stages, Zhang Ziwen needed to grasp the initial situation, so he personally chaired the meeting for the time being
. He Fang, the receptionist, also sat down; he was specifically responsible for taking meeting minutes. The meeting lasted about half an hour,
and the minutes were printed out. After the employees had all left work, Zhang Ziwen returned to his office. He Li and
Tang Shu were chatting happily on the sofa inside. The two beauties' relationship was growing stronger; they were practically like sisters
. He Li glared at Zhang Ziwen when he came in. She was getting more and more dissatisfied with him. She just couldn't understand why
this silly brother wouldn't touch a beautiful woman. She said he was sick, but
when she washed his underwear, the suspicious liquid that frequently appeared on it showed that he was in the prime of his youth. Moreover, she had also
inadvertently come into contact with that shameful thing. When she bathed him at the hospital, that little rascal never stopped
. It seemed perfectly normal. He Li had long considered the gentle and beautiful Tang Shu as her sister-in-law,
but this guy hadn't made a move. From Tang Shu's shy, blushing
words heard it was clear he'd only kissed her, not actually taken her. He Li was worried for Zhang Ziwen; she was afraid
the beautiful Tang Shu would slip away. She didn't want this silly boy to lose such a good girl. She desperately wanted Zhang Ziwen
to settle down; seeing him settled would put her mind at ease. But this guy's self-control was incredible; he just kept holding back.
She didn't know what he was thinking. Sometimes He Li even considered hiding his sexy lingerie under his pillow
to prevent him from messing around with thin fabrics instead of touching the beautiful Tang Shu. He Li secretly decided she had to have a serious talk with
him . She couldn't care less about being reserved or shy now; she had to talk to him about anything, no matter how sensitive the topic. She
even had another thought, but it was difficult to bring it up with Tang Shu. She was too innocent, as innocent as
a blank sheet of paper. Her thoughts were a bit vulgar; she really wanted Tang Shu to seduce that guy into bed. He Li
didn't believe it was true—could this guy really have that much self-control? Could he resist the temptation of a sexy woman? Images of his unsightly behavior flashed through her
mind. Hmph, resisting temptation? No way!" He Li thought to herself, cursing her own thoughts.
Her face flushed slightly, and her body felt a little hot…

Chapter 101 of Volume 6: Unexpectedly,

Zhang Ziwen was sitting at his desk. Little did he know that He Li was eyeing him. His mind was on the documents in
his hands . He was looking at the meeting minutes, which contained
a report on the sales staff's field trips that day. His eyes lingered on the data after a row of names. Looking at this data,
a smile —a very manly, very charming smile. The two beautiful women looking at him felt a slight tremor in their hearts…

The company had become very busy these past two days. The design department and the technical department worked closely together to produce many exquisite billboard
samples. Fu Jun and Yang Xiu, who were in charge of graphic design, each created their own unique designs. The two often got together
to find inspiration and exchange ideas. Before long, the two seemed to be getting closer and closer. They
walked to and from work together and had lunch together at the company. As the saying goes, men and women working together makes the work easier, and it seemed that their common ground
would continue. Business Unit 1 continued its aggressive expansion into various residential communities, while the office buildings belonging to Unit 2 were also
taken over Unit 2 then began targeting businesses, and Liang Ling's public relations skills began to shine. Within a week, she
had successfully secured deals with eight businesses, including a dairy product company that was
particularly and booked the entire billboard space. The first phase of the campaign targeted ten densely populated residential communities,
and with Zhang Ziwen's approval, a 50% discount was offered. This deal was finalized after three days of follow-up. When the 30,000 yuan prepayment was deposited into
the account, Zhang Ziwen was overjoyed. This was nearly a year since the company was established... Within a month of starting the business, he secured his first order exceeding 100,000
yuan. He sensed a positive trend; his business strategy was sound, and the company
was quickly getting on track. If things continued this way, the creative agency would soon grow into a large company.
Liang Ling's order was significant and greatly boosted employee morale.
Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Ziwen awarded her a 5,000 yuan cash bonus in addition to her commission at the company's regular meeting. This immediately made the
other employees envious. Without Zhang Ziwen saying anything, the sales staff's enthusiasm for business development exploded.
Material incentives were far more effective than verbal encouragement. Zhang Ziwen himself was
a typical example of someone blinded by money. Having been accustomed to this approach before, he was adept at using money to motivate his employees. Driven by
financial incentives, Department 1's performance has significantly improved.
They've thoroughly searched office buildings and residential areas in two districts of Zhonghai City. Except for high-end office buildings and upscale residential areas with particularly strict management, where negotiations are still
ongoing , they've largely secured deals for ordinary locations. Now, Department 1's business is expanding into Hongpu District.
Their achievements are remarkable; the company's advertising space is nearing 20,000.

Department 2's business development with merchants is also on the rise. Advertising space in densely populated residential areas is basically sold out. In one
residential area alone, 200 businesses are paying 100 yuan for small spaces. This type of low-cost advertising
is very popular with small businesses; although the space is small, it clearly displays signs, addresses, and phone numbers. Simple and clear,
moreover the billboards were exquisitely made and very eye-catching. They not only did not affect the image of the residential area, but also
greatly facilitated the residents. They could find their favorite brands with just a glance
at the billboards , and handle these tedious matters with a single phone call. Businesses gradually tasted
the sweetness of this form of advertising, and some began to increase their investment. The more shrewd businesses
divided their surrounding areas into small commercial zones and bought out advertising space. The billboards became quite sought after in a short time.
Liang Ling, the manager of Department 2, began to try to find car dealers. She believed that the elevator advertising space in office buildings would be very attractive to car dealers,
and once such a dealer signed a contract, they would definitely be willing to spend money. She had already discussed with Zhang Ziwen to
re-evaluate the advertising prices in office buildings. The extremely intelligent Liang Ling set her sights on high-end consumer goods. Zhang Ziwen appreciated her
dedication and encouraged her with red envelopes. The company is currently in a positive cycle, and
those merchants who have increased their advertising spending are his key targets. Tang Shu has done a lot of work in this regard,
collecting information from sales staff, visiting merchants, and compiling detailed information and sales
data for each merchant into tables for Zhang Ziwen to easily understand. Zhang Ziwen sees and remembers everything Tang Shu has done for him.
He can't express his love for her verbally yet; he can only express his feelings through tenderness.
He is currently at the beginning of his career, and he will wait for his career to take off... That day, he would
express his love for her with everything he had…

Zhang Ziwen came out of the Xintian Building, and judging from the smile on his face, he was in a very good mood. He
had met with , a very famous domestic beverage company. The negotiations went smoothly, and without much talk,
the terms were agreed upon. First, the company bought out advertising spaces in 50 residential communities, and also bought out all the elevator
advertising spaces in 20 office buildings for one year. The letter of intent had been signed, and they were just waiting for the design to be approved before the formal contract was signed. This
was a million-dollar deal, and Zhang Ziwen couldn't help but be secretly delighted. As soon as Zhang Ziwen drove his car out of the parking lot, he saw a
black Mercedes drive by in front of him. He glanced at the license plate and was surprised to find that it belonged to an old acquaintance, Fan Lihua. Recently,
Zhang Ziwen had been busy with company matters and hadn't had time to cause trouble for that guy. This car suddenly appeared in his sight,
and it wasn't in his nature not to investigate. The Mercedes had already driven away, and with a few practiced movements, Zhang Ziwen
's used Santana was quickly towed onto the Mercedes.

After driving five blocks, the Mercedes pulled up directly in front of Adiya's house.
Zhang Ziwen, who had been keeping watch from a distance, spotted some people who interested him: a man and a woman, Liu Zhan and his beautiful, unmarried fiancé, Yang Qian.
Watching the three of them walk in, chatting and laughing, Zhang Ziwen frowned. These two actually knew each other?
He had a feeling a good show was about to begin. This unexpected discovery made him decide to go in and investigate. Zhang Ziwen took out
his phone and called He Li, making an excuse that he had something to do and told her and Tang Shu not to wait for him. The two beauties were
used to him going to and from work every day, and he
just wanted to let them know so they wouldn't have to wait too long. Zhang Ziwen slowly drove his Santana into the parking lot. His car was really eye-catching; finding a car worth less than 1 million in the entire parking lot was extremely
rare. His secondhand car, worth only a little over 30,000, was bound to attract attention.
Adiya Club, a paradise for the wealthy, a gathering place for luxury cars and socialites. Zhang Ziwen got out of his car, straightened his clothes,
took out a cigarette, lit it, and blew out dazzling smoke rings. He smiled at the approaching security guards, who stared at him.
He seemed familiar, his lips moved but he didn't say anything. The car was a bit worn, but the man himself exuded an extraordinary air, a very masculine presence. He
smiled confidently, his friendly smile saving him the trouble of being questioned by security.

Zhang Ziwen walked to the club entrance. Just as he was about to step inside, the well-dressed doorman politely stopped
him. He was definitely a stranger here, and his suit looked like a
cheap place in this club.

"Hello sir, I'm sorry. This place is only open to members." The doorman was polite, but his tone
was unquestioning; non-members weren't allowed in. Zhang Ziwen paused, then smiled knowingly and said, "Can I get in
with ?" He then pulled his wallet from his back pocket. Inside, a
small, gleaming gold badge with a logo of the Global Times adorned the wallet. A hint of surprise flickered in the security guard's eyes. He examined it carefully
and said cautiously, "This is the headquarters badge. May I ask your surname, sir? I'm sorry, this is the first time I've seen
a headquarters badge, I need to verify it. I apologize for the inconvenience." A trace of
suspicion crossed the guard's eyes.

Zhang Ziwen smiled and gave his name, agreeing to the verification and not being offended by the guard's overreaction. The guard used the
badge-shaped microphone clipped to his chest to transmit Zhang Ziwen's name to the client files. He quickly received the answer, and a hint of alarm appeared in his
eyes said nervously, "Mr. Zhang, you're a Global VIP! I'm so sorry,
please come in. Please forgive my rudeness." The guard bowed and let him pass. He hadn't expected the young man before him to be
so influential. He was a little afraid; if this young man were to complain even slightly, his 30,000 yuan monthly salary would be gone.
This was someone he couldn't afford to offend. Zhang Ziwen smiled and walked in with a flourish. He didn't understand why
the security guard nervous, but he felt the power of the small badge clipped to his wallet, a power that
immediately made him feel it again. As Zhang Ziwen went up the stairs, he was immediately surrounded by
four or five waitresses, including a floor manager in a suit. This overwhelming, star-studded reception was a bit much for him; he was too
conspicuous , attracting frequent glances from the high-class patrons who were all wondering who this
young man in the center was. Why didn't they receive the same treatment as other members
? Zhang Ziwen guessed the security guard had notified the floor manager. Although he knew the manager meant well, he was still annoyed. Damn it,
how could he not be noticed? Couldn't they be a little more discreet? With no other option, he resorted to a last resort: he needed to urinate. This was
his only way to escape the enthusiastic onslaught. However,

Zhang Ziwen's urination excuse seemed to be ineffective; the waitresses remained at the door, unwilling to leave. Seemingly waiting for
him to finish relieving himself before continuing to serve him, Zhang Ziwen secretly groaned. "Damn it, that guy's got me killed!" he thought, harboring intense resentment towards the security guard .
As a high-ranking VIP at headquarters, to be forced to escape through a window—only Zhang Ziwen could pull that off. He gave a wry smile, glanced at the drainpipe by the window, and with a light leap, expertly scaled the 6th floor… Zhang Ziwen climbed onto the balcony. This was the beautiful lady's bedroom. He checked his watch; it was a little past 7 pm. The bedroom light was on; Tang Ying should be home, right? A mischievous smile appeared in Zhang Ziwen's eyes. He wondered what her expression would be when she saw him. He swaggered and pushed open the balcony door… A delicate, orchid-like fragrance wafted through the air. A familiar room, a familiar beautiful back—but this beautiful back startled Zhang Ziwen. What was she looking out the window at? Zhang Ziwen was stunned … The beautiful figure saw him in the mirror, turned around in alarm. She didn't gasp, because she recognized him. Her beautiful face flushed crimson, and she covered her chest with her hands, barely managing to cover her exposed lower body. Her lace panties were even more transparent, so transparent that one could clearly see what was underneath… If Zhang Ziwen remembered correctly, the set of sexy lingerie Tang Ying was wearing was one he had personally bought for her— the Italian brand Senal, made of high-end jacquard fabric as thin as a cicada's wing, ridiculously transparent. “You… why don't you close your eyes?” Tang Ying's voice was somewhat panicked. Zhang Ziwen realized what was happening and quickly closed his eyes, obediently following her words. His face flushed red. " Oh no ! Damn it!" Zhang Ziwen inwardly cursed his rashness. He hadn't expected this effect. He felt regret and embarrassment, but he had already seen her body clearly. He was still so aroused that his eyes were glazed over. Even with closed, he could still picture her in that alluring lingerie—her perfect body, her alabaster skin, her sexy... The thin silk fabric partially concealed her figure, highlighting her perfect, alluring body with a sexy, fiery allure. Her fair, supple waist was further accentuated by a sexy accessory: a white lace camisole, fastened with sheer white stockings. The image was so vivid; her body lingered in his mind, impossible to erase… The intoxicating fragrance of her body filled Zhang Ziwen's nostrils. The erotic imagery in his mind, combined with the aphrodisiac , caused him to lose control of his physical reaction. He felt his underwear shrink, becoming uncomfortably tight … The intoxicating fragrance was so close, so close, he could feel her face less than five inches away. He could feel her breath, so fragrant, so sweet… What was she doing? Was she observing him? Zhang Ziwen's heart raced. He dared not open his eyes; he could only close them and accept her scrutiny. Was she dressed? Zhang Ziwen didn't know, and he dared not ask. He had other pressing issues to resolve. His hand stealthily slipped into his trousers, discreetly adjusting the unruly thing, trying to find a way to position it properly so it wouldn't be too blatantly exposed. This was the only way he could conceal it… Chapter 102 The Mysterious Tang Ying "—Alright—you can open your eyes now—" The voice was gentle, revealing no emotion, and the woman seemed slightly embarrassed . Zhang Ziwen's eyelids twitched. He was afraid to open his eyes. He didn't know how to face his wife. He had glimpsed such a beautiful sight; how would she treat him? He dared not think about it. "—You can open your eyes now—do you want to keep your eyes closed forever?" Tang Ying's voice rang out again, full of reproach , her voice captivating. Zhang Ziwen slowly opened his eyes. His eyes lit up—good heavens! She had changed into white silk halter-neck dress and stood gracefully before him. Her long, slightly wavy hair was casually draped over her exposed shoulders. Her dreamlike face was framed by a pair of bright, dark eyes that gazed at him with a mixture of reproach and delight. Her delicate straight nose and full, soft lips were exquisitely sculpted, her features so beautiful one dared not look too long. Such a beautiful woman, a dreamlike woman—

"—You scatterbrain—come sit in the living room—" Tang Ying rolled her eyes at the slightly dazed Zhang Ziwen, tossed out
a sentence , and then made a graceful turn, walking out of the bedroom first. As she turned, a charming
smile appeared on her lips. A beautiful woman could make a man much younger than herself stare blankly; she couldn't help but feel secretly pleased
. And this much younger man,
too, possessed a captivating charm; being admired by a charming man wasn't a bad thing. The

beauty was no longer in sight, but her mysterious and alluring fragrance lingered in Zhang Ziwen's nostrils,
intoxicating and mesmerizing. Only when the pleasant urging voice from the living room sounded again did he snap out of it, taking a deep
breath of that intoxicating scent. It was a lingering fragrance; he could only use this method to calm himself. Every time he saw her, he was completely
captivated. Stunned by her beauty, Zhang Ziwen shook his head and smiled wryly. He calmed
himself and slowly walked out of the bedroom.

The coffee smelled wonderful; it was his favorite Blue Mountain coffee. He took a small sip to hide his embarrassment
. Tonight's unexpected incident was purely accidental, and he didn't know how to explain it.

"—This—I—I didn't mean to—I'm sorry—I didn't mean to—I'm sorry,"
Zhang Ziwen said, facing her, feeling a little strained. He was filled with remorse.

"Alright, stop with the apologies. I asked you why you didn't use the main entrance? Didn't I give you a premium VIP badge
? Why didn't you use it?" Tang Ying's voice was a little indifferent, and it was hard to tell if she was angry. Zhang Ziwen couldn't
tell . He was in a state of confusion. If she, with all her good intentions, misunderstood, what
face would he have left in front of her? Zhang Ziwen glanced at her and, with a wry smile, recounted what had happened. He placed all the blame on the badge
. The charge of peeping was one he couldn't bear; climbing down the drainpipe into a woman's bedroom and being labeled a perverted
sewer maniac was bad enough, but he also had a history of hiding under her bed. Zhang Ziwen was genuinely afraid she
wouldn't believe him, and he even wondered if his feast for the eyes tonight was all thanks to the badge. This thing had
really ruined him.

"Hmph, you're not being honest. Even if you wanted to avoid the waiter, you could have gone to another floor. Why did you come into my room?"
Tang Ying's pretty face suddenly hardened. Zhang Ziwen felt a chill. He was doomed; she didn't believe him? Yes? Why did he
go to her room? This was hard to figure out. What was he thinking at the time? He probably wanted to see her, right?
Yes , he wanted to see her. Zhang Ziwen hadn't thought much about it and climbed directly from the third floor to the sixth. But
deep down, he had a vague feeling that this was his motive, but how could he say it out loud? He was in a dilemma; this question was too
sharp, difficult to answer.

"What? Is this a difficult question to answer?" Tang Ying pressed on, eager to know
the answer—

I—I wanted to come up and say hello—really. Zhang Ziwen swallowed hard, struggling
to answer her pointed question, his face flushing slightly. He was afraid this well-meaning person might have ulterior motives.

"Want to say hello? I really don't know who you are. How can someone your age always do such childish things?"
Tang Ying looked at his hesitant expression, feeling both amused and annoyed.

"Yes—it was my fault, I made a mistake, but I really didn't mean to—I wanted to see you." Zhang Ziwen
didn't dare look at her; he couldn't decipher her tone. He couldn't force himself to say the last part, his voice was soft, and his face
was burning. Tang Ying heard the words "I wanted to see you," and her heart trembled. A simple sentence
stirred her heart, which had been calm for many years. She felt an unusual feeling within herself, a little surprised. Why
was she like this? Her mind suddenly felt chaotic.

“Nonsense… What do I have to see…” Tang Ying spat out as if trying to cover up her embarrassment. “…
Can’t even come up with an excuse…” A blush involuntarily crept onto her fair face.

“…Please believe me… I’m telling the truth…” Zhang Ziwen felt a little anxious when he heard her tone, as if she didn’t believe him.
He wanted her to believe him, so he continued in a very soft voice, “…I really… really…
want to see you…just want to see you…nothing else…really…” He looked at her with
sincere eyes. Although his face was very red, he also noticed that her face was red. The sight of a beautiful woman blushing was
breathtaking . Zhang Ziwen’s heart was stunned. It was so beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful.

"...Alright...stop talking...I believe what you said is true..." Tang Shu wasn't
sure . She didn't intend to pursue the matter further. She felt her face burning; blushing in front of a young man
was embarrassing. She felt a bit like she was back in her teenage years. This shouldn't be her current self. She tried to regain
her composure, but her heart was racing uncontrollably...

Zhang Ziwen sensed she wasn't going to pursue his impetuousness and breathed a slight sigh of relief. He looked at her, but
her beautiful eyes were looking in another direction. He wondered what she was thinking. Her gaze was somewhat unfocused, making it
impossible to discern her inner thoughts. But when she was quiet, she was so graceful and elegant. Being with her,
Zhang Ziwen felt no sense of disrespect. The living room was quiet, so quiet that he could almost hear her soft breathing.
Zhang Ziwen didn't disturb her; he didn't want to. Even when this enigmatic and beautiful woman sat there quietly...
They all possessed an indescribable air of nobility, brooking no disturbance or intrusion…

Not long after, she gently exhaled a fragrant breath. Her face,
having returned to normal after her long reverie, regained its noble composure. Her beautiful eyes looked at Zhang Ziwen, her gaze as
clear as a still pond, revealing nothing of her inner thoughts.

“You’re here tonight for no other reason, are you?” Tang Ying asked casually. Having regained
her composure, a hint of wisdom appeared in her beautiful eyes. Zhang Ziwen nodded and honestly recounted his experience of following Fan Wenhua
, including discovering the connection between Liu Zhan and Fan Lihua, and his previous analysis of Liu Zhan's potential
disadvantages . He spoke at length, detailing his grudges with them, Fan Lihua's schemes,
his reasons for quitting his job to start his own business, and the process of running it. He didn't know why, but he deeply trusted the captivatingly beautiful
Tang Ying before him. He didn't want to hide anything from her; no one had ever shared these troubles with him before. Tonight,
he poured out everything to her—his anxieties, hesitations, confusion, and joys. He
felt an indescribable sense of relief; his mind became incredibly clear after he finished speaking. He realized that confiding in someone...
It was a very pleasant thing. Zhang Ziwen had a feeling that he hadn't chosen the wrong person to confide in. There was no
reason ; everything felt so natural…

Tang Ying listened quietly to his story, a charming smile appearing in her beautiful eyes: “…You can
tell me all this…I…I’m so happy…” She felt a sense of relief. She believed that everything he
said was true. It had been a long time since she had spent so much time listening to someone’s heart. She
was happy that this young man had confided in her. Intuitively, she felt that this young man was someone who hid
his inner thoughts very deeply. The fact that he could tell her these things showed her his trust in her. She felt a touch of emotion. She believed him, completely believed him, without any reason. This was her inner feeling… Tang Ying gently stood up. Her slightly moving, beautiful body released a fragrant breeze. The scent was intoxicating. Zhang Ziwen habitually sniffed. He liked this familiar fragrance, a faint, mesmerizing scent… … “…Let’s go…it’s time to go…” Tang Ying’s voice was gentle and pleasant. Zhang Ziwen stood up , sighing inwardly. It was time to go. He walked towards his familiar spot, the window leading out of the building. "Come back... where are you going?" Tang Ying called out to him. Zhang Ziwen turned around, looking at her in confusion, not understanding why she had called him. "Going out the main door, you're always up to no good, trying to scare people, aren't you?" Tang Ying spat at him, remembering how he had frightened her that day . Zhang Ziwen felt utterly wronged, muttering to himself, "Didn't you say it was inconvenient if people saw you?" "That was early morning, it's only a little past nine now, what's inconvenient about it..." Tang Ying's face flushed slightly , she rolled her eyes at him and continued, "...Don't you want to find those two people anymore?" Zhang Ziwen looked at her, his eyes conveying a clear meaning: You want to find them? Do you have some kind of plan? Tang Ying understood the meaning in his eyes and said softly, "Come with me, I'll take you somewhere, maybe we can find their trail." She opened the living room door, and the guards at the entrance immediately parted to let Tang Ying out. When they saw Zhang Ziwen appear beside her, their eyes widened in surprise. The meaning was clear: where did this guy come from? The guards became wary and quickly took their positions. One of them began to move between Tang Ying and Zhang Ziwen , his intention to separate them was obvious. With Zhang Ziwen appearing out of nowhere, who knew if the lady had been kidnapped? Tang Ying waved her hand in time, stopping the guard from glancing at him. These guards were dressed in black suits, each wearing an earpiece, and their ribcages were bulging, clearly concealing submachine guns or similar weapons. The fact that Tang Ying's bodyguards possessed prohibited firearms made him uneasy, and he felt increasingly suspicious of her identity. Zhang Ziwen secretly counted the guards on each floor; there were 26 guards in suits, all with concealed firearms. Some of them had seasoned experience, judging from their shrewd eyes, and several even possessed the same special forces aura as him. With such skilled protectors around her 's background was certainly not insignificant. At the end of the sixth floor, there was an iron gate. The guard opened , and Zhang Ziwen followed her inside. The room was filled with electronic surveillance screens, and five surveillance personnel sat in front of these screens, intently monitoring them. The screens constantly changed the images, showing every floor, every corridor, the main entrance, the lobby, the elevators, and even the perimeter of the wall. Zhang Ziwen quickly found the spot where he had first climbed over the wall. It was indeed a blind spot, conveniently blocked by a tree. This security loophole seemed to need to be explained to Tang Ying. If she encountered someone with similar skills, her safety was not guaranteed. Of course, this included the sewer pipes; he didn't want a real womanizer to succeed using the same method. Tang Ying seemed to sense Zhang Ziwen's hesitation. She smiled at him and whispered in his ear, "Actually, there were guards at the place where you climbed onto the balcony, but I removed them. You were lucky last time; not everyone is that lucky ." Her voice was soft and slightly mischievous. Her warm breath tickled Zhang Ziwen's ear . There was a hint in her words: that drainpipe seemed to have been specifically prepared for him. Zhang Ziwen smiled bitterly to himself. He knew there were guards the first time he climbed the drainpipe, but he had successfully avoided them. No wonder he hadn't been seen this time; she had already planned for him to be a window burglar again. Tang Ying continued, "From now on, just use the main entrance. I'll tell the guards, and I'll increase security outside. Hmph, see if I forgive you next time you climb over the window." Her voice was threatening, but Zhang Ziwen interpreted it differently—it was too flirtatious. His heart fluttered…

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