"What kind of help would I need?" Zuo Baixuan asked angrily.
Luan Yenan did not answer, looked at her intently, and then turned and left.
Just as he reached the door, Zuo Baixuan behind him hissed, followed by a "Wait a minute," and Luan Yenan stopped.
Turning around, I saw Zuo Baixuan roll her eyes, her lips moving as if she were cursing a crazy woman.
The process of successfully helping Zuo Baixuan out of the room was somewhat like rehabilitation.
But once Zuo Baixuan got used to the discomfort, she knew that her body had not suffered any real damage; she was just exhausted and her muscles were sore.
Zuo Baixuan sat in her seat and thought for a while before answering, "I can accompany you to see Qin Yuancheng."
"Hmm," Luan Yenan responded with a single syllable, seemingly unmoved.
"But no drinking tonight, and an early flight tomorrow," Zuo Baixuan stated, making two conditions.
“Okay.” Luan Yenan looked up, seemingly not too concerned about whether Zuo Baixuan would go with her.
She was confident and had the ability to control everything.
With one hand supporting her chin, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, and her eyes deep and thoughtful, she showed none of the madness she had displayed the night before, yet this only made Zuo Baixuan's heart beat even faster.
"Why do you seem to indulge me in everything?" Zuo Baixuan looked away. She remembered asking a similar question last night, but this time the question was much more tactful.
"You just realized that?" Luan Yenan was just as unabashed as last night, without any attempt to dodge the question.
When Zuo Baixuan raised her head again, she met Luan Yenan's gaze once more.
The gaze is burning.
This time, however, the fire wasn't burning Zuo Baixuan, but rather burning herself.
Zuo Baixuan always thought she and Luan Yenan were getting closer, but seeing her gaze today, she felt they were drifting further apart. Sure enough, something was hidden among yesterday's strange occurrences.
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Chapter 71
After a simple lunch, Luan Yenan prepared ordinary clothes for Zuo Baixuan.
"It's not a very formal meeting, so just dress comfortably. Wear this when you fly back home." Luan Yenan chose a style that Zuo Baixuan liked.
Zuo Baixuan stood in front of the mirror, looking at her shirt—exquisitely made and simple in style—and the matching casual jeans. Adding to that was the down jacket hanging on the hanger that looked incredibly warm.
Perhaps Luan Yenan understands his own preferences even better than he does now.
"Thanks."
Luan Yenan was still admiring Zuo Baixuan in the mirror when he heard her reaction. He paused for a moment, then slowly replied, "You're welcome."
Zuo Baixuan checked the time: "Where and when did you agree to meet Qin Yuancheng?"
“Our hotel, the coffee shop downstairs. We should go down now.” Luan Yennan’s words were full of nonchalance and indifference. “I also told him that we’ve had dinner and that we’ll be taking you to the airport later. So you don’t need to feel pressured, just chat with him for a bit.”
The more Zuo Baixuan understands Luan Yenan, the more she admires her.
When facing outsiders, whether they are tycoons, the media, or relatives, they will not be at a disadvantage in the slightest.
It seems like no one can affect her.
Even when facing the wealthy Qin family, and having the relationship of uncle and niece, it wouldn't affect her from doing what she wanted to do.
Come to think of it, even if it were her own grandfather, let alone her uncle, it wouldn't affect her in the slightest.
Because she founded the company herself through her own abilities, no one can control her.
Thinking about it this way, Luan Yenan wasn't worried about her being sidelined at all. That confidence came from the fact that even if all her hard work was destroyed, she would still have the ability to make a comeback.
"Are you ready? If you want to leave him alone for a while, we can have another pot of tea upstairs," Luan Yenan asked from the bar, noticing that Zuo Baixuan was lost in thought.
Zuo Baixuan walked up to Luan Yenan and suddenly asked, "What if I don't want to see him and want to go straight to the airport?"
"Let's go straight to the airport then. I'll call the driver." Luan Yenan took out his phone.
"Luan Yenan, you like me so much." "I'll only admit it if you can still say that when you're sober."
Yesterday's scenes flashed through my mind.
Zuo Baixuan blushed slightly, but reached out and tightly grasped Luan Yenan's hand.
Luan Yenan looked at Zuo Baixuan.
Zuo Baixuan grinned. Luan Yenan wasn't immune to influence; she could influence her.
Luan Yenan suddenly noticed Zuo Baixuan's smile and felt a little strange, just like how her earlier "thank you" seemed odd.
It's possible that Zuo Baixuan's emotions were amplified not only by alcohol. Being overseas also allowed her to temporarily break free from the shackles that had previously bound her.
If that's the case, Luan Yenan is somewhat reluctant to let Zuo Baixuan return to China.
Reason also told her that this state was only temporary, and only a complete cure would be effective. She also wanted to see Zuo Baixuan's smile more often.
Luan Yenan pulled Zuo Baixuan's hand tighter and walked outside.
When Zuo Baixuan saw the emotions surging in Luan Yenan's eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and she pulled her back tightly.
Luan Yenan turned around in confusion, looked at Zuo Baixuan's worried eyes, and naturally walked closer to her, gently hugging her: "What's wrong? If you really don't want to see him, it's okay if you don't."
When Zuo Baixuan was hugged, she felt at ease and thought to herself, she also hugged Luan Yenan back.
She also felt a little awkward.
She clearly wanted to care about Luan Yenan, but felt she didn't have the right to.
He wanted to share her hatred of the enemy, but he also felt that he was in a mess and had no time to spare.
But she still had the power of a hug, and she wanted to give Luan Yenan strength as well.
Zuo Baixuan hugged her back, nuzzled her chest, and shook her head, saying, "No, this is fine. Let's go downstairs."
Luan Yenan lowered his head and rested it on Zuo Baixuan's head, restraining himself from letting go and trying to convince himself.
...
When Luan Zuo's wife entered the private room that had been reserved in advance, she saw Qin Yuancheng sitting alone by the floor-to-ceiling window, dressed in a sharp suit, watching the sunset being swallowed up by the night.
The warm, cool light shone on his face, making his features sharp and giving him an indescribable gloomy look.
Luan Yenan looked into the room and saw that Qin Yuancheng was the only person there. She laughed and said, "Uncle, you came alone? That's quite unusual."
Luan Yenan called him "uncle," but his attitude was as casual as if he were treating a stranger.
Qin Yuancheng turned to look at the two of them and smiled kindly: "Are you talking about Liangquan? He did come, but he was so busy taking care of me on the plane that he didn't get any rest himself, so he collapsed from exhaustion. I told him to rest at the hotel, which isn't far away, just a few steps away. He still trusted me to come."
The way he spoke made him sound like a lovestruck young man, completely lacking the imposing aura of the person in a superior position he had just displayed.
This is somewhat similar to Luan Yenan.
Zuo Baixuan glanced at Luan Yenan and Qin Yuancheng.
No.
This niece and uncle don't look alike, nor do they have the same temperament.
Qin Yuancheng's smile felt fake to her and made her very uncomfortable.
Luan Yenan led Zuo Baixuan to sit down: "So, Uncle, is there something you want to discuss with us? If you're trying to pull strings for the company, I won't agree. The date for the public bidding has already been set."
"Haha, what are you saying? With your uncle's abilities, do you need to pull strings? Don't worry, our company will handle the bidding process properly." Qin Yuancheng laughed, but his eyes flickered.
It's hard for him not to have the idea of using connections.
If Luan Yenan were just an ordinary, inexperienced newcomer, his uncle would consider investing some of his pocket money to help his niece escape from that annoying grandfather.
But that's not the case now.
Luan Yenan's project has reached the point where the cooperation investment needs to be raised to the level of billions or even tens of billions. A difference of one decimal place between the bids in the contract could mean missing out on the project. But to be sure of success is easier said than done.
All of their competitors are financially powerful; it just depends on how much each company is willing to concede.
In addition, Luan Yenan's trip abroad caused quite a stir overseas.
Not only did her participation in the summit generate buzz, but her brief speech in Silicon City also became a hot topic within the industry.
He was, after all, a businessman, and it was impossible for him not to be tempted by such a large piece of the pie, one that could help his family reach a new level.
During this time, he had already witnessed Luan Yenan's business acumen firsthand.
From the very beginning, they used "blockchain" to quickly attract public attention, and even knowing they would be targeted, they endured until the very last moment, turning all the attention that came their way into free publicity.
It was the series of new concepts and technologies that led to the rapid completion of projects and the sensation they caused both domestically and internationally.
Putting everything else aside, Luan Yenan's influence is already quite considerable.
Luan Muyin had also foreseen this, and when arranging security guards for her company and bodyguards around her, she specifically used her connections from many years ago to contact the Su family, a martial arts family that lived in seclusion in the mountains, to ensure everything was in order.
As the uncle, he was indeed a step too slow, and even made a wrong move.
"Actually, I just happened to be on a business trip abroad and thought I'd drop by to see you. I heard Bai Xuan was here too, so I wanted to apologize to her," Qin Yuancheng said with a smile.
Looking at her fake smile, Zuo Baixuan also feigned surprise: "Uncle, what are you saying? We haven't even had a chance to meet many times, and we don't have any grudges. There's no need for an apology."
Qin Yuancheng subconsciously narrowed his eyes.
Luan Yenan laughed openly, without explicitly stating what she was laughing about, but it was definitely quite amusing.
She said to Qin Yuancheng, "That's right, Uncle, what are you saying? You and my wife have only met twice."
Let alone Zuo Baixuan.
Even Luan Yenan has only met him twice.