"Since you haven't figured out how to tell your family yet, move in here after you're done with work this afternoon."

"Huh?" Zhong Xiaoqin was stunned by Chen Cheng's suggestion.

Her eyes darted around, and she immediately shook her head like a rattle.

Chen Cheng frowned slightly and asked tentatively, "Are you afraid Gu Jia will see?"

"Mm~"

Zhong Xiaoqin nodded sheepishly.

Chen Cheng's eyes twinkled, and a mischievous smile played on his lips. "How about... you just say I'm lending you the apartment temporarily?"

"You can tell her everything about how we met yesterday."

"Just leave out the key parts."

"That way, even if she finds out about us later, she won't be shocked."

"Letting her find out gradually like this is actually better."

"This solves both your living situation and how our relationship exists within your social circle."

"What do you think?"

"Hmm..." Zhong Xiaoqin immediately fell into thought.

She had to admit that Chen Cheng had a point.

"Let me think about it. I'll tell you later."

Chen Cheng didn't rush her and nodded calmly. "Alright~"

"Let's eat first."

After two in the afternoon, Zhong Xiaoqin left Unit 1301 fully armed with a hat and a mask, looking like a thief.

She didn't dare go through the lobby and went straight down to the underground garage with Tian Xiaohui.

She took Tian Xiaohui's car to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Since she wouldn't let Chen Cheng drive her, Chen Cheng sent Tian Xiaohui instead.

Chen Cheng didn't go back to Huaihai Road, nor did he go to the company.

He sat in the study, petting the cat while reading literature.

Before long, his phone rang.

Chen Cheng glanced at his phone and immediately frowned.

It was a call from Andy.

Based on Chen Cheng's understanding of Andy, she wouldn't call him directly during work hours unless something major happened.

Frowning, Chen Cheng pressed answer.

"Chen Cheng, can you come pick me up?" As soon as the call connected, Andy's tearful voice came through.

Huh? Pick her up?

At this hour...

Chen Cheng's eyes instantly widened. "Where are you?"

"I'm at the company~"

"Don't go anywhere. Just stay in the office."

"I'm coming right now."

"Okay~"

The two didn't say much on the phone and hung up quickly after a few words.

Chen Cheng dropped the cat on the floor and rushed out the door in a hurry.

Reaching the car, Chen Cheng hesitated for a moment before sitting in the back seat.

"To Sheng Xuan," Chen Cheng commanded, ignoring Eleven sitting in the car.

"Okay~" Seeing his serious expression, Eleven nodded immediately without saying anything.

Chen Cheng took out his phone and made a call.

"Is there anything unusual with Andy today?"

"Uh~" On the other end of the line, the young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was also a bit confused.

"Please wait a moment, let me ask."

"Hurry up," Chen Cheng urged.

The person Chen Cheng called was someone he had brought back from the Bay Area last year.

He was now working in the R&D department of Sheng Xuan's autonomous driving division.

Five minutes later, the call came back.

"The front desk said President He had two guests. The visitor logs show both are surnamed Wei."

Hearing this, Chen Cheng understood immediately.

"Got it~"

Chen Cheng acknowledged and hung up the phone.

"That bastard still dares to cause trouble~" A trace of ruthlessness flashed across Chen Cheng's face.

After only three seconds of consideration, Chen Cheng made another call.

"Ben, I want you to do me a favor."

"Hey Cheng, we're friends, aren't we?" the young man wearing a headcloth on the other end said with a smile.

Chen Cheng's face broke into a bright smile as he got straight to the point: "There's a Chinese foreign trade company called Dashan. They mainly deal in the import and export of hardware products."

"Their main warehouse in the Middle East happens to be on your turf."

"I don't really like their boss."

"It seems this Dashan is going to be in trouble," Ben's eyes darted around, a curve forming at the corner of his mouth.

"..."

The two chatted for a few more words before hanging up.

In the past year or so, excluding Chen Cheng's share, Ben had seen paper gains of nearly four billion dollars.

A matter like causing trouble for a trade company didn't even count as a favor.

It was just a single sentence.

A short while later, Chen Cheng arrived at the Sheng Xuan Building.

"Park the car and come up," Chen Cheng instructed Eleven before hurriedly getting out of the car.

The property manager was very sharp-eyed. As soon as he saw an S680 parked at the entrance, he had already paid special attention to the situation at the door.

After glancing at the license plate, he had already gone to meet him.

Seeing Chen Cheng entering the building in a rush, he didn't ask a single question, quickly ran to swipe the gate, and pressed the elevator button.

"Ding-dong~"

The elevator doors slowly opened, and Chen Cheng immediately saw Mr. Wei and Wei Guoqiang standing inside.

Chen Cheng took two steps into the elevator and, with one hand, shoved Mr. Wei—who was still a bit dazed at seeing him—against the elevator wall.

"Didn't I tell you not to cause trouble?" Chen Cheng gritted his teeth, barking out each word.

He had warned Mr. Wei before, yet he still dared to come looking for Andy; Chen Cheng was indeed quite furious.

The property manager's expression suddenly became quite interesting. He immediately pulled out his walkie-talkie, "Monitoring room, turn off the surveillance for elevator #3. Note it as a technical fault."

Wei Guoqiang frowned as he looked at this young man who had suddenly barged in.

Mr. Wei looked innocent. "President Chen, I don't understand what you mean by this."

"Isn't it a happy thing for Andy to find her relatives?"

Chen Cheng's mouth twitched with anger, and he punched him right in the armpit.

"Oh~" Mr. Wei cried out in pain, sucking in a breath of cold air.

He never thought being hit in that spot would be so painful.

"You idiot, do you think the person you could find was someone I couldn't find, or Old Tan couldn't find?" Chen Cheng glared at him fiercely.

"I..." Mr. Wei glanced at Wei Guoqiang, who was watching coldly from the side.

Only then did he realize he had oversimplified the matter.

Chen Cheng was full of rage and landed another punch in the same spot.

He sneered, "Since you don't want to run your business properly, I don't think you should do it anymore."

"Go back and run your hardware store."

After saying that, he grabbed Mr. Wei and threw him out of the elevator.

Wei Guoqiang's eyes widened. No matter how you looked at it, Mr. Wei was a man weighing one or two hundred pounds.

And he was just thrown out like a little chick?

Chen Cheng turned to look at Wei Guoqiang, that old scumbag, and sneered, "Professor Wei, aren't you leaving?"

Huh? He knows me.

Wei Guoqiang was a bit surprised that this kid actually knew him.

But seeing his fierce expression, Wei Guoqiang didn't dare stay longer.

He narrowed his eyes, took a long look at Chen Cheng, and stepped out of the elevator.

Chen Cheng's gaze swept over the two of them before he reached out to press the elevator button.

The property manager, who was holding the door with his hand, nodded with a smile and withdrew his hand.

As the elevator doors closed, Wei Guoqiang dropped his playful expression and reached out to help Mr. Wei, who was still sitting on the floor.

"Who is this kid?"

Mr. Wei looked at the elevator doors, his face dark and vicious. "Chen Cheng from Zhencheng Capital."

"Oh~ it's him," Wei Guoqiang realized. "No wonder he's so arrogant."

With an expression of someone enjoying the chaos, he jokingly teased Mr. Wei, "He even told you to go back and run a hardware store?"

Mr. Wei was no youngster; he didn't even need to think to hear the provocation in his words.

"Professor Wei, this kid has the capital to be arrogant," Mr. Wei subtly pushed back against Wei Guoqiang.

The meaning was: he has the capital to be arrogant, but do you?

Wei Guoqiang's mouth twitched. These young people nowadays—why were none of them following the rules of martial virtue?

One uses his fists, the other uses his tongue; not a single one of them is easy to deal with.