It didn't even wait until the next day.

It was 2:30 AM.

Shen Jing was right; Xie Zhiyuan really hadn't returned.

Unfortunately, Shen Jing couldn't hold on any longer and had fallen asleep.

Scum Cheng looked at the wedding photo of the two of them on the bedside table, gave a ghostly smile, and left the room.

"Back to Ode to Joy," Chen Cheng said as he got into the car, giving the order.

Eleven had listened to Tian Xiaohui, driven around the neighborhood once, and then came right back.

Without Chen Cheng's order, she wouldn't be stupid enough to be lured away from her post by an outsider.

This was what you called professional.

Eleven turned her head to look at Chen Cheng's flushed face and asked with concern, "Boss, are you okay?"

"Are you worried about me?" Chen Cheng looked at her with a smile.

Eleven immediately denied it, "No."

She had just cashed the check today, and her favorable impression of Scum Cheng was at its peak.

Hearing from Tian Xiaohui that he had drunk too much, she couldn't help but worry.

That was why she had asked.

Chen Cheng chuckled and let her off the hook, "I'm fine, let's go back."

He hadn't expected Zhao Hui to resign so quickly.

Chen Cheng reviewed the situation and thought about it; the most he had done was provide Zhao Hui with a second option at the right time.

Zhao Hui had been prepared to buy a house to pay for Zhao Rui's eye treatment, but he hadn't even considered jumping ship to a private company to earn a high salary to solve the money problem.

This showed how much he valued his position.

What had prompted him to make the decision now?

Chen Cheng closed his eyes and pondered, but even upon arriving at Ode to Joy, he hadn't figured it out.

Chen Cheng sent a message to Zhao Hui, asking to have breakfast together the next day.

It was already 3:00 AM; now was not the time to talk business.

The next day, Chen Cheng saw Zhao Hui in the elevator.

"Where is Rui Rui? Why isn't she with you?"

"She's still sleeping, so I didn't wake her. I'll just bring her something when I get back," Zhao Hui said with a gentle smile on his face.

Chen Cheng also revealed a warm smile, "That little sleepyhead."

"What shall we eat?"

"There's a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant near the neighborhood; shall we eat there?"

Zhao Hui thought for a moment and nodded.

Neither of them drove; they just walked there.

Not a minute after Chen Cheng appeared in the residential garden, Eleven and another member of the security team, Ma Wen, emerged from different directions, following them from a distance.

After the fundraising cocktail party, Chen Cheng's security level had been significantly raised.

"Senior brother, why did you agree so suddenly? I'm a bit flattered."

Zhao Hui sighed softly, "I had someone check the archives of the fire from back then, but unfortunately, too much time has passed, and there was no useful information."

"But I did manage to find out some information from the elders in the village."

The corners of Chen Cheng's mouth turned up slightly; it seemed his words from that day had taken effect.

"That fire did indeed start from the Wu Family."

After saying this, Zhao Hui let out a heavy sigh.

"Did you confront Mr. Wu, Senior brother?"

Zhao Hui nodded faintly, "Yes. I talked to him yesterday. When he saw that he couldn't hide it anymore, he admitted it."

Zhao Hui laughed at himself, "To think I treated him as my savior and my big brother for so many years."

"In the end, I was just a clown being played in circles by him."

Although he tried hard to restrain himself, anger flashed across Zhao Hui's face.

Wu Xianlong had not only caused the fire that could have cost him his life but had also disguised himself as a savior to swindle his trust and gratitude.

Looking back now, all these years, what kind of brotherly love was that? It was nothing but using a favor to demand repayment.

Zhao Hui felt an unprecedented sense of betrayal and anger.

Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow, "So that's why you resigned, Senior brother?"

Zhao Hui took a sip of the boat congee in his bowl and chuckled, "Junlong has a project that he wanted me to approve."

Hearing this, Chen Cheng understood everything; Zhao Hui was taking revenge on Wu Xianlong.

All of Wu Xianlong's chips were currently bet on Zhao Hui, and now Zhao Hui had simply quit.

Chen Cheng smiled; his casual move had completely changed the landscape of the city within the city.

Chen Cheng wiped his hands, stood up, and extended his hand toward Zhao Hui, "Welcome to Zhencheng Holdings Group, Senior brother."

Zhao Hui also smiled; after making this decision, he began to look forward to the surprises this new job would bring him.

"Happy to work with you."

Chen Cheng smiled brightly, "Happy to work with you."

He had initially wanted Tao Wuji, then he wanted Miao Che, but in the end, he had poached Zhao Hui first.

It was truly an unexpected windfall.

Sitting back in his chair, Chen Cheng continued, "I will have the administration prepare an office immediately. But it will be temporary; after the acquisition is complete, you will likely still need to work at Jinchen, Senior brother."

"We don't have a suitable space yet to bring everyone together."

Zhao Hui nodded with a faint smile, "There's no rush for the office; the bank side likely still has a long process to go through."

"I can meet with the acquisition team, though."

Chen Cheng shrugged; Old Zhao was a workaholic too. He hadn't even left yet, and he was already prepared to work for his next employer.

But that was fine; he was the boss, and he liked workaholics like that.

"Alright, I'll arrange it shortly."

Chen Cheng nodded and then brought up Zhao Rui's situation.

"Since you've made your decision, Senior brother, can I go ahead and make arrangements for Rui Rui?"

Zhao Hui said in a pleasant tone, "Alright! Deduct the expenses from my salary."

Stepping out of the shackles of the system, Zhao Hui suddenly discovered that the road ahead was wide open and full of potential.

Chen Cheng had no intention of arguing with him; even brothers should keep clear accounts.

Zhao Hui might not have been able to afford Zhao Rui's medical expenses within the system, but it was different outside the system; his income would increase exponentially.

As a Managing Director of a large private equity fund, a total compensation of over ten million was no problem at all.

The two of them had never discussed salary from start to finish.

But as the boss, Chen Cheng had a scale in his heart.

A base salary of 7 million, which was 1 million dollars.

This level was equivalent to Karen's base salary.

Bonuses were determined by fund performance and could exceed the base salary.

Carried interest included the ability to invest in Zhencheng's internal funds and future equity incentives.

Adding these three together, Zhao Hui's total annual compensation would most likely exceed 20 million.

Before this, a total package of 2 million a year was the absolute limit of his salary.

The reality was that he had never even reached that theoretical limit.

A suppressed person could never get a perfect performance score.

After taxes, it was less than one million.

With a few phone calls, Chen Cheng quickly arranged Zhao Rui's surgery.

Putting down the phone, Chen Cheng smiled, "It's arranged. Tomorrow night, a direct flight from Shanghai to Boston."

"The treatment cycle is quite long. Would you like to go with her tomorrow, Senior brother, and come back after getting Rui Rui settled?"

Zhao Hui frowned and pondered for a moment, "Forget it, I wouldn't be able to help even if I went. I will ask Ma Li to take care of Rui Rui."

Chen Cheng smiled and comforted him, "Senior brother, you don't need to be so gloomy. If you miss Rui Rui, just fly over on the weekend."

"Zhencheng has a long-term partnership with a business jet company; it's very convenient."

"Security, housing, and a nanny will also be in place within these two days."

"I have a friend in New York; she will go over to keep Rui Rui company. She studied art history, so when Rui Rui has free time, she can take her to see art exhibitions in New York."

Anna didn't know how to take care of people, but she could go over to talk to Zhao Rui and take her out to relax during the intervals of treatment.

Moreover, Zhao Rui liked painting and was quite skilled at it, so they would have some common topics.

A smile appeared on Zhao Hui's face, "Thank you, Chen Cheng."

"Senior brother, no need to be so polite. I treat Rui Rui like a little sister."

Chen Cheng was so attentive in making arrangements for Zhao Rui for two reasons.

On one hand, he genuinely treated Zhao Rui like a little sister.

On the other hand, it was a "paying a high price to buy the bones of a horse" tactic; he wanted Zhao Hui to work for him loyally.

Even if you separated these two aspects, he would have done the same thing.

But that didn't prevent one action from having two benefits.

This was probably what a businessman was; at any time, it didn't hinder the subconscious calculations.