This data in Quick Transmigration has become sentient!

In the pure white snow, an exquisite painted boat became the only splash of color in the world, gliding across the water like the sky, creating ripples on the mirror-like surface of the lake.

The stove inside the boat was burning brightly, so we couldn't feel the cold of the heavy snow outside.

There were two people sitting side by side.

A man sat upright in a crisp, dark green military uniform. The belt slung across his shoulders and bulged at the junction with his waist belt, making it easy to guess what was inside. His trousers were neatly tucked into his military boots, and his hair was meticulously combed, though a few strands of gray had appeared at his temples compared to two years ago.

The other person leaned casually against a mahogany armchair. The most striking feature was a red cloak, shorter in the front and longer in the back. The segmented cut allowed for unrestricted movement despite its size. The cloak appeared to have shoulder pads, paired with a modified, diagonally-fastened vest embroidered with dragons and tigers in gold thread, adding a touch of ruggedness to the broad shoulders and narrow waist. In stark contrast to the upper body were the wide black trousers, resembling a pomegranate-colored skirt with pleats; were it not for the fact that the wearer was crossing their legs, they could easily be mistaken for a skirt.

What a handsome yet dignified "man".

The man poured a cup of tea and handed it to the soldier opposite him, then poured one for himself. He then took the teacup and walked to the glass window of the pleasure boat, took a sip, and recited: "The frost is thick, the sky, clouds, mountains, and water are all white, what a beautiful sight. I just wonder why Commander Ma invited me here to see the snow?"

It turns out that the two people enjoying the snow on the painted boat were none other than Yi Yi and Commander Ma, two years later.

General Ma laughed heartily. Behind Yi Yi, his eyes sharpened considerably, but his words remained as consultative as ever: "Hey, how could I know anything about such leisurely things as appreciating snow? I just wanted to meet with Patriarch Zhu to discuss some recent matters. My son just took it upon himself to arrange this place for me."

"Oh? So the young marshal has already returned to Yangcheng?" Yi Yi raised an eyebrow, turned around, raised the teacup in her hand and raised it to Marshal Ma from afar before drinking it all in one gulp, celebrating with tea instead of wine. "Then I must congratulate the marshal on the successful completion of his studies and return home. This painted boat is quite unique; I like it very much."

With a single open mouth, she clearly indicated that she wanted it.

For a moment, Ma Dashuai's face stiffened, his mind filled with the thought that "no businessman is without guile."

He was naturally heartbroken to hand over this pleasure boat, which he had worked so hard to build, but...

General Ma's expression softened, and he looked up at the "man" in front of him. He didn't know when it had started, but this man had been wearing a semi-permanent cloak, and the accessories he wore were all different.

For example, right now, two exquisite beaded tassels hanging from the waist under his vest sway gently with his steps, their curves mirroring the length of his hair, which he's grown longer in the last two years.

It has become increasingly refined.

Pretty boy.

This was Ma Dashuai's first reaction to Zhu Yiyi's change in appearance.

But now, not to mention Yangcheng, no one in the entire coastal area dares to think that Yi Yi is a gigolo.

After all, which pretty boy could not only help the Zhu family gain a foothold in just two years, but also use every means to gradually expand his business empire?

Even her former business partner, Ma Dashuai, who used to have a clear advantage over her, now has to treat her with utmost respect.

After a moment's thought, Ma Dashuai knew that now was not the time to break ties with Yi Yi.

He raised his teacup and returned the toast to Yi Yi from this distance. In a daze, he inexplicably thought of how he had so casually planned and decided the fate of the Zhu family head at the Zhu family banquet two years ago.

And now "he" has finally officially retaliated.

The reason I chose to cooperate with this person back then was simply because he had a good reputation and was young and easy to control. I never expected him to be such a tiger cub!

However, he also understood that the two of them were still in the same boat, and it was not yet time for them to fight to the death. When General Ma finished drinking the tea in his teacup, he waved his hand in a show of magnanimity and said, "Hey, if Patriarch Zhu likes it, then it's yours."

His generous manner made Yi Yi wonder for a moment if he really wasn't feeling the pinch.

But how could that be?

The son, who had just returned home, was thinking of giving him a custom-made pleasure boat as a way of showing filial piety. In fact, it was the first large pleasure boat in this era to have glass windows. How could he not feel heartache?

Thinking that the old fox had suffered a loss at her hands, Yi Yi was happy.

She happily poured herself another cup of tea and said, "That's not what I meant, but since the commander is so generous, I thank him for his generosity."

After you thanked me, I replied that I was welcome and went through the usual polite formalities.

Yi Yi and Ma Dashuai chatted about recent business matters.

This is something that Yi Yi is already very good at; she even chats with her cerebellum in her mind between sentences.

Don't say that although the cerebellum is useless, it is still very useful as a portable computer and notepad, so the cerebellum has not been put on the background for a long time.

Yi Yi skillfully explained and calculated the recent profits to Ma Dashuai, and the enormous income made Ma Dashuai realize—

The share they asked for back then was too small. They should have offered a higher share while the kid was still young.

However, since the profit he actually received was much higher than he had initially expected, he didn't dwell on it too much.

While checking the account details, Xiaonao, unable to bear Yiyi's constant harassment, asked quietly: "Little Yiyi, you've made the Zhu family this powerful, what will happen if the Ma family doesn't dare to force the marriage?"

Upon hearing this, Yi Yi paused for a moment, then handed the accounts she had compiled concerning the Ma family to Commander Ma, letting him review them for a while. She then mentally replied: "What are you thinking? The Ma family is bound to force a marriage only because the Zhu family has gone to such lengths."

As Yiyi expected, after discussing business matters...

General Ma took a sip of tea, sighed, and brought up the marriage arrangements between the two families, saying, "Speaking of which, my son has recently returned. As for the marriage...?"

"Oh~ this little sister hasn't turned eighteen yet, it's not her turn!" Yi Yi smiled, a smug look on her face as if she'd already guessed everything. "The Zhu family certainly won't renege on their debt, so please, father-in-law, don't be in such a hurry~"

"Look at what you're saying. I was just asking. Of course, Patriarch Zhu isn't the type to renege on a debt. But I'd also like to ask Patriarch Zhu, why aren't you married yet?" Commander Ma asked tentatively. Seeing that Yi Yi didn't react, he continued indirectly, "A real man should settle down and start a family. Patriarch Zhu, I see you've already started a family, but you only have the maid you made a concubine before the New Year by your side. You don't even have any children. That's not appropriate!"

Yi Yi lifted her eyelids and lazily glanced at Ma Dashuai, finding it amusing: This old scoundrel would love for me to have no children, so that all the family property could be eaten up by his precious son. What's he trying to test me for here?

He smiled knowingly and said, "Thank you for reminding me, father-in-law. I was so busy these past few years that I didn't have time to deal with these things. Now that I'm twenty, it's time to start thinking about it."

"Haha, of course, of course! Don't forget to invite me to your wedding!"

“Of course.” Yi Yi replied calmly, naturally not missing the fleeting ruthlessness on Ma Dashuai’s face.

Tsk, you talk a good game, but I bet you're planning to kill me off as soon as your son marries my sister! And then you'll try to forge a will so your son can inherit all of the Zhu family's wealth!

That old geezer is really wicked!