The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

Top floor duplex at Wanliu Academy.

Pei Ningxue looked at the three words "Okay, wait for me" that popped up on the screen and snorted softly.

She casually tossed her phone onto the sofa, then walked barefoot onto the thick wool carpet, heading towards the walk-in closet in a cheerful mood.

Actually, she took that photo of the suitcase half an hour ago.

I was going to Shanghai to discuss autonomous driving systems with several new energy vehicle companies. The meeting was originally scheduled for three days later, and my flight and hotel were arranged according to the schedule three days from now.

She posted this photo today purely to test the waters.

Chen Zhigang just returned from Changsha, and yesterday afternoon he went to Renmin University to see that law student. Given this scumbag's habit of playing both sides, he'll probably be pretending to be dead in his dorm today, or making up an excuse to go sing with that girl.

If Chen Zhi dares to make excuses, she'll storm into the male dormitory of Peking University's Yuanpei College today and demand an explanation.

I didn't expect him to agree so readily.

Pei Ningxue opened the wardrobe door and ran her fingers across the rows of clothes.

Since you've agreed, let's go today.

In Beijing, Chen Zhi's mind was always divided into several parts: one moment he wanted to meet a big star, the next he wanted to go to the National People's Congress to offer his help.

Once we arrived in Shanghai, the emperor was far away and the country was far from us.

There was no singer, and no law student.

For the next few days, Chen Zhi's time, energy, and even himself belonged entirely to Pei Ningxue.

Thinking of this, Pei Ningxue pressed the call button and dialed the administrative director of Deep Space Technology.

"Change my and Mr. Chen's tickets to Shanghai. Yes, the earliest flight this afternoon. Tell Lao Zhao to wait downstairs in half an hour."

……

Forty minutes later.

Chen Zhi, carrying a black backpack, pushed open the door of Wanliu Academy in a flurry of activity.

As soon as I entered the foyer, I saw Pei Ningxue had changed into a khaki fitted trench coat, with a black turtleneck sweater underneath. Her long hair was casually tied back, and she was sitting on the shoe-changing stool putting on her high-heeled ankle boots.

Next to it was the silver-gray Rimowa metal suitcase.

"No, Mr. Pei," Chen Zhi gasped, tossing his backpack onto the suitcase. "Your efficiency is off the charts! You said yesterday morning there was no rush this week, how come you're suddenly flying today?"

"Don't you know how much money Deep Space Technology is burning through every day?" Pei Ningxue stood up, straightening the hem of her trench coat. "The sooner we sign the contract, the sooner the company will see a return on investment. As the CFO, I'm extremely busy, and my schedule is subject to change at any time. Do you have a problem with that?"

Chen Zhi couldn't help but chuckle at her businesslike, strong-willed demeanor.

"Fine, fine, you decide."

Chen Zhi walked over, naturally put his arm around her waist, and leaned down to kiss her on the cheek.

Pei Ningxue didn't dodge; instead, she leaned into his arms and reached out to straighten his slightly disheveled collar.

"Have you brought everything?"

"I brought it: a charger, a change of clothes, and that 'degraded' Moss demo program that Dai Da made." Chen Zhi patted his backpack. "It's all in there."

"Let's go, Old Zhao is waiting downstairs."

The black Rolls-Royce Phantom drove smoothly on the highway to Daxing Airport.

The carriage was very quiet.

Chen Zhi slept fairly well in his dorm last night, but the fatigue from working non-stop for the past few days hadn't completely dissipated. He leaned back in his leather chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Pei Ningxue didn't look at the document, but instead rested her head on Chen Zhi's shoulder, playing with the red string on his left wrist.

"Once we arrive in Shanghai, we'll meet with Mr. Li from NIO first," Pei Ningxue said softly. "They're very interested in our autonomous driving system, but they have reservations about the price."

"You think it's too expensive?" Chen Zhi didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Nonsense. You're asking for a 5% licensing fee on the price of their bikes, plus an annual interface maintenance fee." Pei Ningxue pinched his arm. "What kind of business is this? It's worse than robbery."

"If we don't seize the core technology monopoly, we're just asking for trouble." Chen Zhi shifted to a more comfortable position. "How much does Tesla's FSD cost? Even if our system degrades by 70%, it's still far superior to Tesla's. If they want to overtake us in intelligent technology, they have no choice but to buy our system."

Hearing his confident tone, Pei Ningxue felt an inexplicable sense of security.

She enjoyed watching Chen Zhi strategize and plan.

Although this man is a complete scoundrel in matters of the heart, his business acumen and shrewdness are truly ruthless.

Two hours later, the plane took off smoothly.

In first class.

Pei Ningxue ordered a glass of champagne, but before she could even take a sip, Chen Zhi snatched the glass away from her.

"What?" Pei Ningxue glared at him.

"Why are you drinking in broad daylight?" Chen Zhi handed the champagne to the flight attendant, then replaced it with a glass of warm water and put it in her hand. "You've been pulling all-nighters at the company these past few days reviewing reports. Don't you care about your stomach?"

Pei Ningxue held the warm water, and her dissatisfaction vanished instantly.

She turned to the side, leaned close to Chen Zhi's ear, and lowered her voice.

"Chen Zhi".

"Um?"

"While you're in Shanghai, would you mind letting me keep your phone for a few days?"

Chen Zhi's back stiffened, and he turned to look at her.

Pei Ningxue's expression was very serious, and there was no hint of joking in her face.

"What do you want to do?" Chen Zhi asked warily, clutching his pocket.

"Nothing much. When negotiating a multi-billion dollar deal, you have to be fully focused, right?" Pei Ningxue said slowly and deliberately. "What if your celebrity girlfriend texts to check up on you during the meeting, or that law student comes to you crying about not being able to finish her thesis, affecting President Chen's performance?"

Chen Zhi's facial muscles twitched.

This woman was definitely up to no good.

"Work is work, and life is life. I can keep them separate," Chen Zhiyi refused firmly. "Besides, Dai Da Mao needs to report the technical progress to me at any time, so he can't be without his phone."

"Tch." Pei Ningxue rolled her eyes and leaned back in her chair. "Stingy."

She didn't actually expect Chen Zhizhen to hand over the phone.

As long as Chen Zhiren is by her side these few days, nothing else matters.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

The plane landed at Shanghai Hongqiao Airport.