Zhao Hui looked at Miao Che, "Did you ride here? Or drive here?"

Miao Che put his hands behind his back and shrugged, "Took a taxi."

"Alright, then come with me." Zhao Hui pulled Miao Che, intending to leave.

"Hey, don't be like that," Xie Zhiyuan hurriedly grabbed Zhao Hui, "It's not easy to get the four of us together," he added, pointing at Chen Cheng who was walking over, "And there's this Junior Apprentice Brother."

"Let's have a meal. I've already arranged a private room at my club. Let's go."

"Not going, not going," Zhao Hui said, refusing, his mood not very good.

"There are no cameras," Xie Zhiyuan hurriedly explained.

Su Jianren, who was on the side, smiled and tugged at Xie Zhiyuan, "Forget it, Hero Miao is here."

"An auditor going to eat at your club? What are you thinking?"

Miao Che also smiled.

"What are you laughing at, Senior Apprentice Brother?" Chen Cheng walked over and smiled at the group.

Miao Che glanced at Chen Cheng, "Nothing much, us old fogies were just preparing to go get something to eat."

"Junior Apprentice Brother, want to join us?"

Everyone's gaze turned to Chen Cheng; clearly, the four of them were very interested in this suddenly appeared Junior Apprentice Brother.

Uh...

Old Madam keeping him behind, Chen Cheng naturally knew what it meant.

Three state-owned bank executives; they were undeniably top-tier connections. But for Chen Cheng right now, it wasn't to the extent that he absolutely had to shamelessly cozy up to them.

Connections are built on the foundation that the other party believes you can also provide them with convenience.

Otherwise, it's just: we know each other, but help?

Sorry, it's not very convenient for me right now, let's talk later, let's talk later.

Giving them some time to let these old foxes feel out his background would be good, so as to avoid eating this meal in an awkward way, mutually probing each other.

As for Xie Zhiyuan, he was directly ignored by Chen Cheng.

Xie Zhiyuan worked in trusts, and he worked in private equity, so they were practically half-colleagues.

Colleagues are rivals!

"Senior Apprentice Brothers, how about another day?" Chen Cheng smiled apologetically, "I also only found out about Teacher's family matter at the last minute..."

Since Chen Cheng said this, the others couldn't really say anything else; no matter how curious they were, they still had to maintain their airs and not shamelessly push themselves on him.

Miao Che smiled and said, "Since Junior Apprentice Brother has something to take care of at home, then let's do it another day, we'll gather another time."

Chen Cheng took out his phone to exchange phone numbers with them and added them on WeChat.

Just as they were preparing to leave, Zhou Lin came out. Under their gazes, she nodded to them and walked through the middle of the crowd.

Chen Cheng was very sure that this woman was doing it on purpose, because the perfume scent on her that he smelled was rich and enchanting.

Chen Cheng noticed that Zhao Hui was clearly dodging; he chuckled, this Li Ying was simply Zhao Hui's Achilles' heel.

Chen Cheng gave a greeting; he had no intention of waiting for the Senior Apprentice Brothers to leave before he left himself, so he turned and walked towards the parking lot.

Zhao Hui pulled Miao Che into his car.

Xie Zhiyuan gave a shove to Su Jianren, whose eyes were staring straight ahead, "Stop looking, she's already far away."

The fact that Su Jianren liked Li Ying was well known to their old classmates; he was a vice president at the bank.

Now that Xie Zhiyuan had found such a substitute, wasn't it killing two birds with one stone?

Miao Che sat in Zhao Hui's car, the two of them watching with different expressions as the BMW M8 disappeared into the traffic.

"It seems this Junior Apprentice Brother of ours didn't take a liking to us old fogies," Miao Che said to Zhao Hui with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

"BMW M8, that's over two million, right?"

"That's your professional habit, you have to look at the price of everything." Zhao Hui chuckled slightly.

Based on his understanding of Teacher Ouyang. If he were just a good-for-nothing rich second generation, Teacher wouldn't have specifically introduced him to the four of them, especially on an occasion like today.

Zhao Hui took out his phone and sent a message, "Help me check on someone, his name is Chen Cheng, he is Teacher Ouyang's student."

He also sent a message to Teacher Ouyang, "Teacher, Chen Cheng didn't leave with us."

The message was quickly replied to, "Little Chen is still quite arrogant."

Zhao Hui recalled one thing. A year ago, one morning when he went to see Teacher Ouyang, Teacher Ouyang didn't seem to have slept well. He asked about it, and Teacher said he had some arguments with a student studying abroad, and he had been typing on the keyboard while making phone calls all night.

Yet there was no fatigue in his words, only joy.

Chen Cheng did not leave the funeral home; he circled around and came back.

He noticed that Zhou Lin hadn't left yet; after getting into a red SUV, she hadn't left the parking lot.

Watching Zhou Lin driving and preparing to merge from the exit, Chen Cheng switched to sport mode, pressed down on the accelerator, and muttered, "It's a pity for Zhen Zhen's new car."

"I guess she's going to nag me about it when I get back."

With a "bang," Zhou Lin, who had just turned her head back from the left, was startled. She hurriedly slammed on the brakes.

Chen Cheng had long planned it, calculated to bump into the position of Zhou Lin's left rear wheel.

Zhou Lin glanced at Chen Cheng, who had already gotten out of the car, through the rearview mirror, and hurriedly pulled the handbrake to get out and check the situation.

Chen Cheng spread his hands in an innocent gesture.

"Phew~"

Zhou Lin was a bit annoyed; her little red car, which she hadn't bought long ago, had its rear bumper scratched. And she had clearly checked the rearview mirror and confirmed a safe distance before merging.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got.

"Beauty, how about we take a photo? And move? If insurance can't cover the repairs, we can talk again?" Chen Cheng pretended to glance at the cars honking behind them, and said to Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin looked at the line of cars blocked behind, and had no choice but to agree.

She glared angrily at Chen Cheng and took out her phone to take pictures.

Chen Cheng also pretended to take a few pictures, and looking at the business card Zhou Lin handed over, he murmured, "Zhou Lin~"

Only then did Zhou Lin carefully size up the man in front of her. He was quite young, looking about twenty-five or twenty-six, and very handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a very clear, good-looking jawline. His skin wasn't the pale white of those entertainment industry pretty boys, but a very healthy wheat color.

Chen Cheng curled his lips; she must have been too nervous acting at the funeral home to have noticed this Great Handsome Guy's magnificent appearance.

"That was you at the memorial service just now, right?" Chen Cheng asked.

Zhou Lin then remembered that it seemed there was someone else standing with Xie Zhiyuan and the others. She had been too nervous at the time, focusing only on how to act, and hadn't paid attention to anyone else.

"It was me. Did you also come to attend Director Dai's memorial service?"

As expected of a PR professional, she immediately changed her expression.

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, she looked at Chen Cheng with a smile, where was the shock and annoyance from just a moment ago?

Looking at Zhou Lin's enchanting eyes, Chen Cheng shuddered, "Oh my god, this sister is killing me."

"Beep beep beep beep~~~~"

The cars blocked behind started honking again.

"I'll contact you by phone?" Chen Cheng smiled and made a phone gesture, then turned and got into his car.

Zhou Lin watched Chen Cheng's dashing figure leave and cursed inwardly, "Didn't earn any money, but instead ended up paying for repairs."

Zhou Lin naturally recognized the car Chen Cheng was driving; the right front bumper was chipped, she would probably have to shell out several tens of thousands this time.

Chen Cheng chuckled as he watched Zhou Lin stamping her feet from the rearview mirror.

While waiting at a red light, he took out his phone and sent a message, "Help me check on a woman named Zhou Lin, in her thirties, driving a red Cadillac SUV, license plate number xxxxx."

Just as Chen Cheng put down his phone, Ye Zhenzhen called.

"You got into a car accident? Are you okay? Are you okay?" Ye Zhenzhen had just seen the phone notification and was terrified.

Uh... Chen Cheng couldn't hold it together; he had forgotten that better cars now have mobile apps that can check the vehicle's condition at any time, and will even send phone notifications if there's a change in the vehicle's status.

(I don't know if BMW has it, I haven't driven one, let's just assume it does. However, domestic new energy vehicles basically all have it.)

"Just a little scrape, I'm fine. Took photos, I'll be back in a bit."

"As long as you're okay, as long as you're okay," Ye Zhenzhen took a deep breath; she had been really scared.

"If the car is hit, so be it."

"Hey wait, that's my new car, new car!" Ye Zhenzhen changed her tone and shouted at Chen Cheng.

Ye Zhenzhen really liked this M8 that Old Ye bought for her.

The car's lines were beautiful, the power was strong, and the engine roar was even more~ woohoo~

"I'll fix it for you, I'll fix it, okay?" Chen Cheng hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Hmm? Just fix it?"

Chen Cheng thought to himself, this is bad; this ancestor is probably going to extort him again.