The younger generation, starting from where the wind blows...

Chapter 74 Gao Yunyue's Surprise Attack

After a moment's thought, Yang Muyi asked, "Are you sure you're not after fame but only profit?"

Liu Qing rolled her eyes at Yang Muye with a charming smile: "Of course I'm only after your money, why would I be after your good looks?"

Although Yang Muye is indeed good-looking.

“Okay, 1000 yuan per family, but only for courier stations near our school. If you go to other schools, I can only give you 700 yuan per family.”

Upon hearing this, Liu Qing immediately became anxious.

Why should 300 be deducted?

"The balance is still 1000. 300 is my commission, 200 is yours, senior. Use the remaining 500 to find students in the external relations departments of various colleges and departments and let them handle the negotiations. Do you think this plan is feasible?"

Yang Muye was too lazy to go to each school himself, so he gave Liu Qing 200 yuan as a trouble fee.

Most importantly, Yang Muye was not afraid that Liu Qing would refuse.

The continent of Palu has no shortage of Palu; if you're not willing to do it, there are plenty of Palu willing to.

In his previous life, Yang Muye had already successfully entered the world of capital, so in this life, he naturally had to first show off his power in the capital world.

Circumstances dictate that Liu Qing had no choice but to accept them.

Feeling frustrated, she suggested having a cigarette to relieve her boredom.

Yang Muye raised his hand, gesturing for him to proceed.

This made Liu Qing even more depressed.

Before the negotiation, he felt she still had some use, so he domineeringly made her put out her cigarette.

Now that the deal is done, we'll leave her alone.

From sweetheart to shrew, Liu Qing was so angry that she snapped the cigarette in her hand.

Yang Muye allowed her to smoke, but she deliberately refused.

Yang Muye across from Liu Qing picked up his coffee, took a sip, and then raised his glass in a toast.

"It tastes good, thank you for the coffee."

Still angry, Liu Qing managed to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth:
"You're welcome."

"So, senior, is there nothing else? If not, I'll go back to my room to play games. Call me if you need anything."

Yang Muye patted his backside and prepared to leave.

Liu Qing was so angry that she laughed on the spot.

"Are you so busy that you don't even have time to have a cup of coffee?"

"Senior, you really want to chat with me? I thought a girl as pretty as you wouldn't have any worries."

“Rich people don’t have worries. Do I look like a rich person?” Liu Qing retorted.

Yang Muye smiled.

Just as she was about to say a few words of comfort, Liu Qing's eyes lit up, and her gaze went straight to the two o'clock position behind Yang Muye.

A well-dressed lady, accompanied by a beautifully sculpted little girl, found a seat and sat down.

Even though you can only see the other person's profile, you can tell from the little girl's appearance that she must be quite good-looking.

In particular, the strong, independent woman's aura that she exuded, as if she "regarded money as dirt," made Liu Qing extremely envious.

Just as Yang Muye was about to ask Liu Qing what she had seen that made her so excited, her cell phone on the table suddenly rang.

Yang Muye was taken aback when he saw that the caller ID showed his mother.

After picking up the phone, I hesitated for two seconds before finally pressing the answer button.

At roughly the same time, the wealthy woman whom Liu Qing was watching also picked up her phone and put it to her ear.

Yang Muyi was still hesitating about how to speak when the other person's voice rang out first.

"Ono, why aren't you saying anything? Can you hear your mother's voice?"

"can hear."

"I checked, your school starts tomorrow, right? Did registration go smoothly? How's the dorm? Are your roommates friendly?"

"Everything is fine," Yang Muye said calmly.

"I took Zixuan to Yanjing on a business trip today. As soon as we got off the plane, she kept asking to see her brother. Are you free tonight? Let's have dinner together."

Although I had already decided to contact her less in the future, she was still my mother after all. She flew all the way from Shenzhen and used such a humble and even ingratiating tone to ask me to meet her.

Yang Muyi's heart wasn't made of stone, so his tone softened: "Okay, where are you staying? I'll take a taxi over in a bit."

"No need, no need. We're staying at the Fairfield by your school. I just asked the doorman, and it's just a short walk to your school—"

Yang Muye suddenly stood up from the armchair: "Wanfeng Hotel?"

Liu Qing on the other end was startled by this sudden action, and then heard Yang Muye ask into the phone, "Where are you guys now?"

On the other end of the phone, Gao Yunyue's voice sounded somewhat puzzled: "Zixuan is a bit temperamental, so I brought her to the lobby bar for some dessert."

Then a childish voice rang out.

"Mommy, is that my brother?"

Gao Yunyue turned her head while holding her phone, and her gaze met Yang Muye's, who was also turning his head to look at her.

Yang Muye immediately hung up the phone, leaving Liu Qing still not quite understanding what was going on, and walked straight towards Gao Yunyue's table.

Zixuan jumped off the sofa and ran quickly towards Yang Muye.

"Brother, give me a hug!"

I have to say, the little one is quite good at pleasing people.

Yang Muye bent down, reached out and caught the person, then picked them up in his arms.

At this moment, Gao Yunyue also stood up from her seat and walked over. Her first glance was not at Yang Muye, who was playing with his daughter, but at Liu Qing, who was still sitting in a daze in the distance.

"Ono, is that your friend?"

"what?"

Yang Muye followed Gao Yunyue's gaze and looked back, then realized that his mother's sense of smell was too sharp.

It's also Liu Qing's fault; she's too eye-catching.

“She’s a senior, she’s the president of our college’s student union, and she wanted to talk to me about something,” he explained casually.

This made Gao Yunyue even more curious.

Why is Liu Qing dressed so formally, and why is the meeting place in the hotel lobby bar? What could they possibly be discussing that requires such formality?
It's fortunate that we met in the lobby; if we had met in a room, it would have been really hard to explain.

"Regarding the startup, with school starting soon, I don't have much time to do everything myself, so I'd like to find someone to manage it for me."

Seeing that Gao Yunyue was still staring at Liu Qing, Yang Muye could only interrupt her forcefully: "Alright, Mom, I've finished talking about my business. Weren't you going to visit the school? Let's go now."

Gao Yunyue nodded, raised her hand to summon a waiter, and settled the bills for her table as well as those for Yang Muye and Liu Qing's table.

After the waiter returned the swiped card, Gao Yunyue walked straight towards Liu Qing.

Liu Qing quickly straightened her skirt and stood up from her seat.

Although she had already guessed Gao Yunyue's identity, she couldn't bring herself to say it directly, so she could only wait anxiously for Yang Muye to introduce her to him.

Gao Yunyue didn't give Yang Muye a chance to speak, and preemptively offered her hand.

"Hello, I am Xiaoye's mother." Her Mandarin was very standard, with no accent at all.

Liu Qing quickly handed over her hand.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Liu Qing."

She, who was always at ease and composed when dealing with all sorts of men, was actually a little nervous when shaking hands with Gao Yunyue.

Fortunately, Liu Qing had already put the cigarettes and lighter into her bag before Gao Yunyue arrived.

Otherwise, it would be terrible if they saw it.

After shaking hands, Gao Yunyue took out a business card from her Louis Vuitton handbag and handed it over.

"Xiao Ye said that since you are a senior this year, if you want to develop your career in Shenzhen after graduation, you can consider coming to my company to give it a try."

(End of this chapter)