Chapter 1940

Chapter 1940: Chapter 1940

The coffee shop is called Xuefu, and the startup team is based in Shu Du.

Song Guanchao booked a flight for seven in the evening. At five o’clock, he and a flushed Chen Yirou walked out of the house, driving to the airport.

Not long after getting in the car, Chen Yirou fell asleep.

Meanwhile, Sun Jiajun received a call, learning that Song Guanchao was about to go to Shu Du.

He hadn’t expected the plan to go so smoothly.

The information about the coffee shop was collected by someone he found and provided to the civil servant at the investment promotion bureau.

The coffee shop truly exists, and the situation is genuine.

So if one were to be serious, this coffee shop indeed possesses significant investment potential.

Even if Song Guanchao went for an on-site inspection, he wouldn’t find any issues.

"Rao Yinyin, 41 years old..."

Sun Jiajun looked at the personal information of this executive from Sam, which was detailed, including her photo.

"A woman?" Sun Jiajun felt a bit challenged.

If it were a man, it would be easier to handle.

With a woman, he was really unsure if the beauty tactic would work.

But he didn’t have any other options; whether it worked or not, he had to try.

...

Rao Yinyin went on this business trip with three men.

Though she was a woman, she didn’t like to use female subordinates because girls were too dramatic, and when it came to discussions, it easily turned into an argument.

Simply put, it’s easy for emotions to get in the way, making rational communication difficult.

After her lunchtime rest, she had a brief meeting with her three subordinates to finalize the procedures for tomorrow’s assessment.

In the evening, she dined alone outside.

Food is one of her few hobbies.

Whenever she visited a city, in her leisure time after work, she would roam the streets filled with smoke and fire, searching for local favorite foods.

"Hello, may I get to know you?"

A clean voice sounded beside her, and she raised her face to see a very handsome face.

The young man seemed to be only about twenty-two or three years old, sporting a neat American-style buzz cut, with a sun-kissed and handsome profile that had the ruggedness of a mature man and the shyness unique to youth.

Rao Yinyin gazed at him with a teasing smile, his clear eyes somewhat evasive, which made her inexplicably want to flirt with this charming young man.

"Are you trying to hit on me?" Rao Yinyin’s straightforward words made the young man very embarrassed, and a flush visibly appeared on his fair face as he struggled to respond.

At her age, she had a relaxed view on romance.

Just like men always like eighteen-year-old girls, women are actually the same.

With money, leisure, good figure, and beauty, Rao Yinyin didn’t mind a delightful encounter with a man who caught her eye.

The young man plucked up the courage to ask, "Have you eaten? Would you like to grab something together?"

"Sure."

The young man hadn’t expected her to agree so readily and stood there stunned.

Rao Yinyin chuckled at his dumbstruck expression and turned to leave.

The young man quickly caught up and asked, "What do you feel like eating?"

Rao Yinyin said, "Little brother, I’ll give you a free lesson: women prefer men with opinions. So, don’t ask me what I like to eat; for small matters like this, you have to decide yourself."

"Oh..." The young man awkwardly scratched his head and said, "How about I treat you to hot pot."

"Hot pot is too strong in flavor, no thanks."

"How about barbecue?"

"Barbecue is also very strong in flavor."

"Then... how about steak?"

"I don’t care for it."

The young man looked dejected, and Rao Yinyin stopped teasing him, pointing to a noodle shop bustling with people up ahead: "Treat me to noodles."

The young man opened his eyes wide, somewhat incredulous, and unsurely asked, "Noodles?"

"What’s wrong?"

"Nothing... just thought, with your class, you’d frequent upscale restaurants instead, eating noodles... doesn’t quite fit your aura."

"Do I have that much class?" Rao Yinyin laughed, her big eyes curving into crescents, exuding warmth.

The young man’s gaze fixed on her, swallowing slightly.

His reaction fell within Rao Yinyin’s observation.

Winning over a handsome young man and making him enchanted gave Rao Yinyin a sense of accomplishment.

"Mm, you’re very classy and beautiful, with a great figure."

"Little brother, your compliments are a bit clichéd."

Though she said this, Rao Yinyin nonetheless appreciated the praise.

No woman dislikes being praised, just as all leaders enjoy hearing flattering words.

The young man awkwardly scratched his head and accompanied her to the noodle shop.

After finishing their noodles, they continued walking aimlessly along the curb, talking as they went. Once they got familiar, the young man lost his earlier tension and shared his favorite movies, offering opinions on some current news and political events.

Rao Yinyin also shared some of her favorite music and movies, but regarding topics that involved opinions, she remained silent.

As a successful mature woman, she knew well that the closer the relationship, the less you should discuss political events or current news.

Such topics can reveal one’s worldview.

If the worldviews were similar, there would be no problem.

But once opinions diverged, it could easily lead to arguments and conflicts.

As they walked and chatted, time quickly reached past eight.

Pedestrians were bustling on the streets, and cars were still congested at the traffic lights.

They crossed a zebra crossing, with Rao Yinyin standing at the corner, looking at him: "It’s late, I need to get some rest."

The young man murmured an acknowledgment, falling silent.

Rao Yinyin watched him, curious if he would make any moves.

The young man seemed to read the intentions in her eyes, summoned the courage to ask, "Want to grab a drink?"

Rao Yinyin’s smile grew: "Are you planning to get me drunk and lure me to bed?"

She expected him to shyly deny, yet...

"Yeah!" The young man nodded vigorously, looking into her eyes.

Rao Yinyin saw panic and anticipation in his eyes.

"Where are you staying?" Rao Yinyin asked.

The young man swallowed his saliva hard, pointing toward a hotel across the street.

Rao Yinyin was a bit surprised: "You’re not from here?"

The young man shook his head: "I’m here for an exam."

Rao Yinyin looked at the hotel; it was a five-star establishment, quite upscale.

This young man’s family conditions seemed pretty decent indeed.

However, this suited her perfectly.

She didn’t enjoy one-night stands with poor young men as they easily became entangled, presenting too much risk.

"Then let’s go."

"Mm, it’s this way." The young man was somewhat excited and led the way.

...

Half past nine.

Song Guanchao and Chen Yirou’s flight landed at Shudu International Airport.

They took a cab heading toward the hotel in the city.

Meanwhile.

In Jiangzhou City, Jinpings District at Panhai International Hotel, room 802.

The young man slowly retreated from the naked body of Rao Yinyin, turning over and lying beside her, exhaling a breath.

Rao Yinyin opened her eyes, looking at the ceiling light, her abdomen still heaving heavily.

She followed the young man home, and under the influence of alcohol, the young man took the initiative.

She symbolically pushed him away, then let him undress her, entering her body.

An hour of madness left her throat almost hoarse.

She enjoys rating each passionate encounter; tonight’s she deemed worthy of a full score.

"Little brother, you were amazing." Rao Yinyin extended a finger, drawing circles on his chest.

The young man touched her cheek and suddenly said, "Since I’m so good, how much are you planning to pay me?"

Rao Yinyin’s expression suddenly froze, as she slowly raised her head. The once pure and innocent handsome face now bore the ridicule found on veterans after years of social immersion.

Rao Yinyin’s heart sank; she knew she had been deceived!