We agreed not to date, so why are you crying now that I've become the richest man?

Han Yue was extremely efficient, completely meeting Ye Chen's expectations.

The tens of millions of US dollars that Xingchen Interactive has raked in from overseas app stores must be transferred through legitimate channels.

The fastest way to expand one's assets is to use Hong Kong Island as a transit point to enter the international financial market.

"Well done," Ye Chen affirmed, then immediately issued a new order: "Book first-class tickets for the first flight to Hong Kong Island tomorrow morning."

"Are you going there in person?"

"Yes, you'll come with me on this business trip for two days to help us coordinate things over there."

"Understood, I'll arrange it right away." Han Yue agreed without hesitation.

Friday night, Jiaotong University South Campus dormitory.

The restless atmosphere of the weekend spread through the corridors, with the sounds of people visiting each other's dorm rooms and playing around constantly filling the air.

Lu Wenbo went back to his dormitory to grab some things and left in a hurry. He and his girlfriend were both locals from Shanghai and would go home together every weekend.

At this moment, in the dormitory, Chen Zhiqiang was sitting at the table organizing his study notes.

Sun Haoyu held his phone and grinned foolishly at the screen.

In the past few days, he has been able to chat with Li Meng for a few minutes at a time.

Ye Chen had just finished showering and changed into a clean T-shirt.

The phone on the table suddenly rang.

Ye Chen pressed the speakerphone button, and Zhao Peng's loud voice instantly echoed throughout dormitory 417.

"Old Ye! What are you doing this weekend? Let's go for drinks! This lousy business school is so boring, it's all locals sticking together, I'm practically going moldy!"

"You can't even keep up after only a few days of school?" Ye Chen threw the towel on the back of the chair.

"Who says I can't make it! I just missed my buddies. We've only met once since I came to Shanghai. Let's get together for a meal tomorrow, it's on me!" Zhao Peng patted his chest.

"I can't this weekend, I have something to take care of."

Zhao Peng asked, puzzled, "What could you possibly be up to? University just started, what else can you be doing besides dating? You're not secretly going to a hotel behind your buddies' backs, are you?"

Upon hearing this, both Sun Haoyu and Chen Zhiqiang perked up their ears.

"Get lost," Ye Chen cursed. "I'll come find you in a few days when I have some free time. Bye."

As soon as I hung up the phone, the penguin icon on my phone started flashing.

Upon opening the message, I saw it was from Xu Jiao.

Clearly, the words were carefully chosen:

"Ye Chen, I just bought a fitted French floral dress a few days ago. My roommates all said it makes me look really elegant. Are you free this weekend? I'd like you to come with me to the pedestrian street to check it out and maybe catch a new movie."

It was followed by a "shy face covering" emoji.

The words conveyed a carefully crafted coquettishness, clearly showing that she had put thought into them.

Ye Chen looked at the screen and slightly curled the corners of his mouth.

Long, slender fingers casually typed a line of text on the keyboard:

"You have good taste. The floral dress should suit your style. But I'll be away from school this weekend. I'll treat you to a meal next time I'm free."

It ended with a relaxed smiley face.

The girls' dormitory in the Department of Foreign Languages.

Xu Jiao stared at Ye Chen's reply on the screen, feeling as if a spoonful of honey had been stuffed into her heart.

She couldn't help but bury herself in the cushion and chuckle to herself.

"He complimented my good looks... and now I have to wait for him to treat me to dinner as compensation?"

She turned over in bed, hugging a pillow, her cheeks feeling warm.

Tonight's proactive probing was not in vain.

However, after the initial excitement wore off, Xu Jiao bit her lip.

Suddenly, the image of Li Xue popped into my mind.

During this period, the whole school was talking about how Li Xuetian went to the playground at night to try to find Ye Chen.

Such a great guy, the competition must be fierce.

Xu Jiao clenched her small fists secretly, her eyes filled with a determined look.

Okay, then I'll wait until you're done and come back.

When we meet again, I'll show off how well I wear that new dress.

Saturday morning.

In dormitory 417 of Jiaotong University, the sound of snoring rose and fell.

Ye Chen sat up in bed, washed up, took out his black backpack, and stuffed in two changes of clothes and toiletries.

Sun Haoyu rolled over groggily, rubbing his eyes and muttering to himself.

"Old Ye, why are you up so early on the weekend instead of sleeping?"

Ye Chen zipped up the bag and slung it over his shoulder.

"I'm going out to run some errands. Can you cover for me during the dorm checks these next couple of days?"

"Damn, you're not really going to book a hotel room behind our backs, are you?!" Sun Haoyu instantly perked up, sticking his head out from the top bunk.

Ye Chen laughed and kicked the leg of the lower bunk.

"Stop with your filthy thoughts. Who goes to a hotel room so early in the morning? Go to sleep."

Stepping out of the dormitory building, the campus air was slightly cool in the early morning.

Ye Chen walked across half of the campus and arrived at the underground parking garage of an office building off campus.

A black Mercedes-Benz S600 was parked quietly in the corner.

He opened the back door and got in, taking out a neatly folded suit from his bag.

Take off your casual T-shirt and put on a well-tailored dark gray shirt.

Fasten your cufflinks and put on a dark tie.

He put on his coat and fastened the Vacheron Constantin "World's Most Beautiful" watch to his wrist.

I straightened my collar in front of the rearview mirror.

The student-like air about him had completely dissipated.

His tall and upright figure accentuated the sharp lines of the suit, and his every move exuded a composure beyond his years.

Turn the key.

The V12 engine emitted a deep roar.

The black Mercedes drove out of the garage, merged into the morning rush hour traffic, and headed straight for Pudong International Airport.

8:00 AM, airport VIP waiting room.

Han Yue sat on the leather sofa, looking down at the documents in her hand.

The black fitted business suit accentuated her capable and upright figure, and her long legs, crossed and encased in black stockings, occasionally attracted the attention of passing businessmen.

But she was completely unaware of it, her attention entirely focused on the documents in her hands.

Ye Chen pushed open the door and came in. He glanced around and went straight over to sit down opposite Han Yue.

Seeing that the boss had arrived, Han Yue looked up and handed over the documents in her hand.

"Mr. Ye, the three files you requested are here."

Ye Chen took the documents and casually flipped through them.

"So, is he reliable?"

Han Yue nodded, leaning forward slightly.

"As per your requirements, these three people are experienced enough. Although their technical skills are not the most outstanding, they have clean backgrounds, are tight-lipped, have strong execution capabilities, and will not ask any more questions if paid enough."

Ye Chen put the documents back on the table.

That's enough.

The boarding announcement came over the loudspeaker.

The two got up and headed towards the VIP entrance.

Inside the first-class cabin.

Ye Chen leaned back in the spacious airline seat and adjusted himself into a comfortable position.

"Sir, here's your warm water. Please call me anytime if you need anything." The flight attendant maintained her standard professional smile.

Ye Chen nodded slightly, without even lifting his eyelids, his attention not wavering in the slightest.

The flight attendant tactfully stepped aside.

Han Yue sat on the other side of the aisle, watching her boss's silent and thoughtful demeanor. Knowing he was contemplating important matters, she quietly flipped through the documents, even softening her breathing.

The plane soared into the sky.

Ye Chen closed his eyes, his mind racing.