Chen Dongcheng first went to Ole Supermarket in Vientiane City and bought a large bag of snacks and fruits.
Parking the car in the garage, Chen Dongcheng felt relieved when he saw Zhuang Manting's Panamera.
She is holding a shopping bag in her left hand and two bags of skin care products in her right hand.
"Oh, men are so tired when they want to shoot left and right."
Chen Dongcheng pressed the doorbell.
"Ding dong."
"Who?"
Song Meng's voice came from the room, and after a while the door was opened.
Song Meng looked at Chen Dongcheng and was happy at first, then quickly changed her face.
"Hey, you old man still knows how to come back."
"Hurry and get it for me."
Chen Dongcheng threw the two bags of skin care products in his right hand into Song Meng's hands, walked into the house, and closed the door.
"What?"
Song Meng opened it and said in surprise: "Wow, you bought a complete set of Lamer's skin care products?"
"Um."
Chen Dongcheng put the shopping bag in his left hand on the ground and said casually: "Only the counters in Magic City have genuine products, so I brought you a set specially."
"Assuming you have a conscience, have you eaten yet?"
Song Meng snorted and then asked with concern.
"I'm hungry. I was picked up by the school to take a test. I just ran 3,000 meters."
Chen Dongcheng put Song Meng into his arms. Song Meng pushed her gently a few times and let Chen Dongcheng hold her.
"Hey, it stinks so much. Go take a shower and I'll heat up some food for you."
Song Meng pinched her nose and said with a smile.
"Isn't this your style?"
Chen Dongcheng touched Song Meng's forehead: "I don't have a fever."
"I'm too lazy to care about you, go take a shower."
"Wait a minute, I'll bring you a gift, don't you want to express your gratitude?"
Just as Song Meng wanted to speak, she was blocked by Chen Dongcheng.
He waved his little hands uneasily a few times, then put his arms around Chen Dongcheng's waist.
After a few minutes, Chen Dongcheng let go.
"Well, it's quite sweet."
Chen Dongcheng's serious comments made Song Meng's face very hot.
"Only Sister Manting can cure you."
Song Meng and Chen Dongcheng got tired of each other for a while, and Chen Dongcheng went upstairs to take a shower.
After more than ten minutes, Chen Dongcheng changed into a set of pajamas and leaned on the stairs.
"Where is your sister Manting?"
"I'm working in the bedroom. I've been working overtime since I came back recently."
Chen Dongcheng opened the door and saw Zhuang Manting wearing headphones and talking to an employee, with her eyes still on the computer.
"You're back?"
Zhuang Manting didn't receive the notification either, and was just as surprised as Song Meng.
"Then that's it for now, you better hold on tight, and everyone should go home early and rest."
Zhuang Manting hung up the phone and gave some instructions, but saw that Song Meng didn't follow.
"Where's Mengmeng?"
"I'm watching TV downstairs."
"I miss you."
Chen Dongcheng smiled and kicked the door shut. When a woman tells you she misses you, you should answer her in the most sincere way.
…
"Why so slow?"
Song Meng muttered, heated up the food, and went upstairs.
Song Meng went upstairs gently, but was stunned when she reached the door.
Zhuang Manting's deliberately suppressed voice came from inside the house, making Song Meng dumbfounded.
"Sister Manting, you..."
After staying outside for a while, Song Meng opened the door until the sound of tidying up came from inside, and then it became quiet inside.
Song Meng saw Chen Dongcheng looking at the computer seriously, as if he was checking the company's recent progress.
"It's time to eat. It's all warmed up for you."
If Song Meng hadn't heard, she might have really thought that the two of them were having a serious chat about business.
I saw that Zhuang Manting's hair was a little messy and her face was very red.
"Sister Manting, are you okay?"
"It's nothing. I just told you, Sister Manting, that the company's project progress is too slow. It was not certain whether the project would be launched a year ago."
Chen Dongcheng pulled Song Meng away, and Zhuang Manting breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Song Meng didn't lift the quilt, otherwise she would have seen Zhuang Manting in the vacuum state.
Although sneaking around is stressful, it is indeed exciting.
Waiting for Zhuang Manting to take a bath and change into pajamas.
When he went downstairs, Chen Dongcheng had finished eating and was watching TV on the sofa with Song Meng in his arms.
"Would you like to visit the company tomorrow?"
Zhuang Manting sat on Chen Dongcheng's left hand side, peeled an orange and handed it to Chen Dongcheng.
"No need, I heard Jingyu report to me, now Shangdong Technology is pretty good."
Chen Dongcheng thought of something: "I will allocate three million to you later to supplement the company's start-up capital."
Zhuang Manting nodded slightly. She now gradually understands the company's operations and the importance of funds to start-up companies.
Although Chen Dongcheng spent a lot of money on the company before, most of it was spent on decoration costs.
The actual funds allocated to Zhuang Manting were only two million.
"You can spend the money, but when results are achieved, we will have someone to take over."
Chen Dongcheng is not worried about the future of keep. If it can raise more than 100 million US dollars in a single round, the current shares will be the most valuable.
What Chen Dongcheng can do is to take less shares in the early stage, and wait until later to see if he can find a suitable successor, either Alibaba or Tengxun.
"By the way, tomorrow is your birthday?"
Zhuang Manting was stunned for a moment, then said after a long time: "Yeah, I almost forgot about it."
"Well, let's go out for dinner tomorrow night."
Chen Dongcheng looked at the time: "It's getting late. I'm going back to school first. I'll pick you up tomorrow night."
After saying that, Chen Dongcheng went upstairs to change his clothes and went back to school.
Song Meng and Zhuang Manting were the only ones left in the living room. Song Meng suddenly said something while watching the TV.
"Sister Manting, I know what happened to you."
"ah?"
Zhuang Manting was so frightened that she suddenly thought: "Mengmeng, what did you say?"
"That's it, I know it all."
"ah?"
"You two still hid it from me. I happened to take out the trash one time and saw you eating."
Zhuang Manting was a little embarrassed and a little guilty: "I..."
"Okay, I didn't blame you.?"
"I'm not sure. I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep first."
Zhuang Manting didn't have the nerve to talk to Song Meng about this, so she ran upstairs in a panic.
Back in her bedroom, Zhuang Manting sent Chen Dongcheng a WeChat message.
"Mengmeng knows."
Chen Dongcheng just arrived at the underground garage. After looking at it, he replied: "What do you know?"
"That's the relationship between us."
"I've wanted to say it for a long time, it's okay, just leave it to me."
Chen Dongcheng thought it was quite good. Considering the relationship between Song Meng and Zhuang Manting, they would not break up because of this.
Zhuang Manting was lying on the bed, thinking about what Song Meng had just asked.
I went downstairs anyway and decided to confess to Song Meng.
"Mengmeng, this is my fault."
Zhuang Manting apologized: "It's all my fault. You drank too much last time, and we..."
"Oh, I've said it before, we are good sisters."
Song Meng snorted: "Besides, Sister Manting, do you think he definitely didn't eat secretly when he went to the Magic City?"
"I don't believe it."
Zhuang Manting looked at Song Meng in surprise.
"By the way, Sister Manting, I wish you a happy birthday in advance. I won't disturb the surprise someone has prepared for you tomorrow."
After Song Meng finished speaking, she trotted upstairs.
When I returned to the bedroom, I couldn't control it anymore and my tears kept flowing.
"You bastard, such a scumbag, you still miss Sister Manting when you have me..."
…
Chen Dongcheng, who was driving the car, couldn't help but sneeze: "Who is scolding me?"
But thinking about sneaking around with Zhuang Manting at night, I felt happy.
Zhuang Manting's figure is the result of long-term exercise. Chen Dongcheng didn't feel a trace of fat, and it felt excellent.
The most important thing is that Zhuang Manting can also do yoga, and all kinds of movements can be completed immediately as long as Chen Dongcheng tells her.
While waiting at the red light, Chen Dongcheng took his mobile phone and called Xie Jingyu.
"Dr. Chen."
"Jingyu, help me find the house where Manting lived before tomorrow."
"Yes, contact the owner and I'll go over and buy it tomorrow.
Then help me book a Western restaurant for tomorrow, the kind with private rooms.
It's Manting's birthday tomorrow, please decorate the environment to be more emotional."
"Understood."
"Okay, then you go to bed early."
Chen Dongcheng hung up the phone, thinking about the house where Zhuang Manting and Song Meng lived before.
Unlike Song Meng, although the house was a bit smaller, Zhuang Manting lived in it for ten years.
The landlord repeatedly persuaded Zhuang Manting to borrow money and pay a down payment to buy it.
Chen Dongcheng felt that Zhuang Manting might not care much about the farewell given her temperament.
Only this house may be more meaningful to her.
…
Taking advantage of the lunch break the next day, Chen Dongcheng went to Garden City Phase 1.
When Chen Dongcheng drove there, Xie Jingyu was chatting with the owner.
"Mr. Wu, this is my boss."
"Hello, hello, Boss Chen is so young, he is really young and promising."
Wu Zefeng walked into the community with Chen Dongcheng and Xie Jingyu, and said with some emotion: "That girl named Zhuang is really pitiful. If she had bought this house five years earlier, she would have made a profit."
"It's not too late."
Where is this? In a few years, this house will at least double.
Chen Dongcheng followed Wu Zefeng and looked around. The house was basically not moved.
Not long after Zhuang Manting moved out, the owner didn't plan to rent anymore and had been thinking about selling.
"As for the price, you have also seen that the decoration was a lot of work. It is considered a medium decoration."
Wu Zefeng said with a smile: "You also know the housing prices in Nanshan District. They have risen a lot recently. I sincerely want to make a move. It's thirty-five thousand per square meter. What do you think?"
"Mr. Wu, the price is still a bit high..."
Xie Jingyu and Wu Zefeng were bargaining on the side.
Chen Dongcheng does not intend to bind this house to Zhuang Manting, mainly because the price/performance ratio is too low.
With Zhuang Manting's appearance, she would at least have to help Chen Dongcheng do more than Zhang Lu.
This house was left to Zhuang Manting as a memory, or for Zhuang Manting to bring her parents to Pengcheng.
After a while, Wu Zefeng shook hands with Xie Jingyu with satisfaction, and Chen Dongcheng knew that the deal was settled.
"Okay, then when can we go through the formalities?"
"Jingyu, go and complete the formalities with Mr. Wu, and I won't go."
Wu Zefeng didn't mind either, as long as he gave him money, it didn't matter who he went through with.
"Then I'll give you the key first, and I won't disturb you."
Wu Zefeng handed the key to Chen Dongcheng and went to go through the formalities with Xie Jingyu.
Chen Dongcheng sat in the house for a while. The house was fairly clean, but a little empty.
"Jingyu, help me contact the flower arrangement company and buy some household items so that I can stay here at night."
After Chen Dongcheng finished sending the message, he sat on the sofa and lay down for a while.
Thinking about how to behave at night is related to happiness at night.
By the way, I still need a watch.
Chen Dongcheng slapped his forehead suddenly.
Zhuang Manting is also the general manager of the company. How can she not have a decent watch on her wrist?
You will definitely have to spend a lot of money today, and you can earn it back from Zhuang Manting in the future.
Yesterday, secretly, Chen Dongcheng didn't have much fun.
As long as you behave well today, you won't have to go back to Mangrove West Bank in the evening.
Perfect.
Chen Dongcheng immediately packed up his things, took his car keys and headed towards Vientiane City.