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As I reached the school gate, a black Maybach stopped in front of me. The window rolled down, revealing Shen Shiyan's captivating face.
"Get in," he said succinctly.
I raised an eyebrow. "President Shen, are you here to pick me up?"
He didn’t respond, just continued to look at me.
Fine, you can’t guess the mind of a big shot. I opened the door and got inside.
The interior of the car was spacious, filled with a faint scent of cedar. Shen Shiyan kept his gaze fixed ahead, his profile sharp and perfectly defined.
"Congratulations," he suddenly spoke up.
I was taken aback for a moment before realizing he was referring to the competition. "Thank you."
"Are you interested in collaborating with me on that project?" he asked again.
I was somewhat surprised. "President Shen is also optimistic about the application of artificial intelligence in manufacturing?"
"Yes," he nodded. "The Shen Group has several factories that could serve as pilot sites."
This was like finding a pillow when you needed to sleep! My project had great potential, but the biggest challenge was the lack of a practical platform and initial investment. If I could collaborate with the Shen Group...
"President Shen," I suppressed my excitement, "are you sure? This project carries significant risks."
"What I'm interested in isn't short-term gains," he said, his deep black eyes locking onto mine. "What I'm interested in is the future." He added softly and quickly, almost as if it slipped out unintentionally.
My heart skipped a beat. What did he mean? Was he interested in me?
Is that what I understood?
The atmosphere suddenly became a bit delicate.
To mask my embarrassment, I cleared my throat and said, "Of course, collaboration is good. We can discuss the specifics later."
"There's no rush," Chen Shiyan said as he started the car. "Let's eat first."
"Ah?"
"To celebrate your success," he added, with an unmistakable tone that left no room for refusal.
So, I was taken to a private dining restaurant that looked quite expensive.
From the dishes to the ambiance, there was an air of Low-Key Luxury.
Chen Shiyan was not very talkative, but he was attentive. The dishes he ordered were almost all to my liking, and he personally arranged them for me.
I felt a bit flattered.
This big shot seemed to be acting a bit out of character. Wasn't he supposed to be aloof and reserved? Why did it feel like he was… feeding me?
"Mr. Chen," I put down my chopsticks and decided to break the strange atmosphere, "why are you being so nice to me?"
Flattery without reason is either deceitful or suspicious.
Chen Shiyan raised his gaze, his expression calm: "Because you deserve it."
Another ambiguous statement!
I frowned and said, "Mr. Chen, let's be straightforward. What do you want in return for helping me?"
He looked at me, and I froze for a moment, trying hard to recall.
Ten years ago… Nanshan Sanatorium…
It seemed like there was something related?
At that time, my mom was hospitalized due to illness, and when I went to visit her, I encountered a little boy who was being bullied by other kids. I think… I helped him out and even gave him a candy?
It had been so long that I couldn't remember clearly.
"That little boy was me," Chen Shiyan said slowly.
Boom—
My mind went blank in an instant.
What on earth?!
The frail, introverted child who was bullied back then is now the formidable Boss Shen standing before me?!
This world is too surreal!
"So..." I struggled to speak, "Are you... repaying a debt of gratitude?"
"You could say that," he replied, taking a sip. "Or you could say it's been planned for a long time."
My heart raced uncontrollably once more.
Planned for a long time...
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