At first, Secretary Wu suddenly told him to transfer to a different place, and he thought he’d done something wrong.
But when she told him it was just to pick up Miss Meng every day, and that Cheng Jinyu would raise his salary, he immediately knew he wasn’t being exiled but rather entrusted with an important role.
When he met Miss Meng for the first time today, he immediately assumed she must be Cheng Jinyu’s girlfriend.
Although he had been around Cheng Jinyu for so many years, he’d never seen any intimate woman by his side.
This was the first.
Yet, he hadn’t said anything to Meng Chu.
As a driver, the most important thing was discretion.
Cheng Jinyu looked at Master Liu’s expression and guessed that he thought Meng Chu was his girlfriend.
He said calmly, “Meng Chu is not my girlfriend.”
Upon hearing this, Master Liu looked confused, lifting the bag in his hand.
“Miss Meng even specifically asked me to buy you breakfast.”
Isn’t that what a girlfriend does?
Could he really have misunderstood?
Cheng Jinyu looked down at the bag in his hand.
He reached out to take it and suddenly smiled. “No, she’s not my girlfriend because she’s my wife.”
Master Liu’s face was stunned, unable to hide it at all.
Cheng Jinyu looked at him, seeing the same expression he’d seen on Secretary Wu’s face last time, and felt inexplicably relieved.
He only calmly added, “Drive carefully from now on.”
“Okay, okay, I’ll make sure to drive well for Mrs. Cheng,” Master Liu said quickly.
But Cheng Jinyu thought for a moment and said, “In front of others, just call her Miss Meng or Director Meng.”
“In front of others?”
Though Master Liu looked simple and honest, he was actually quite sharp.
He immediately agreed, “Understood.”
If he couldn’t call her that in public, that meant Cheng Jinyu hadn’t called her that either.
*
Cheng Jinyu carried the breakfast back to his office.
He opened the bag and found a cup of coffee and a sandwich, beautifully wrapped.
Thinking of the driver’s efforts, this was something Meng Chu had specially asked for.
Cheng Jinyu sat at his desk and, out of amusement, took a photo with his phone.
After sending it to Meng Chu, he casually posted a message in their small group chat.
Cheng Jinyu: [Have you eaten breakfast?]
Soon, Liu Bozhou was the first to reply.
Liu Bozhou: [Why, are you sending it to me?]
Jiang Min’an: [What are you dreaming about?]
Jiang Min’an: [Do you think he’d be the type to send breakfast?]
Jiang Min’an: [No, you’ve been silent in the group for so long, and now suddenly you ask this.]
Jiang Min’an: [Something’s fishy here.]
Jiang Min’an sent several voice messages in the group.
The only reply came from Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan: [Everyone’s up so early.]
Jiang Min’an: [Passionate about work, huh.]
After sending this message, Cheng Jinyu stopped replying.
He was quietly waiting for Meng Chu’s response.
Twenty minutes later, Meng Chu returned from the Engineering Department, having left her phone behind.
Back in the office, she saw the photo Cheng Jinyu had sent.
It showed a cup of coffee and a sandwich — the sandwich was something she had specifically asked the driver to buy from a particular shop, as she’d tried it before and loved it.
Cheng Jinyu had arranged such a good driver and vehicle for her.
No matter how much she tried to protest, it was just too over the top.
Though the breakfast was a small gift, the sentiment was what counted.
Meng Chu: [Is the breakfast to your liking?]
Meng Chu: [This sandwich is really delicious. I specially asked Master Liu to buy it.]
Soon, the reply came.
Cheng Jinyu: [Thank you.]
Looking at those four characters, Meng Chu thought he must have sent it too fast.
He probably forgot the words ‘for breakfast.’
Just as she thought that, another message popped up.
Cheng Jinyu: [Love breakfast.]
Meng Chu looked at the four characters and pursed her lips slightly, her eyes lingering on the first two.
Love.
Breakfast.
Well, maybe not that much love.
After some thought, Meng Chu replied, [As long as you like it.]
They didn’t chat any further.
After finishing his chat with Meng Chu, Cheng Jinyu slowly opened the coffee and sandwich.
He took a bite of the sandwich. It really was as good as she said.
Definitely worth the special order.
At that moment, his phone kept vibrating.
Originally, he had set this group to Do Not Disturb.
But Jiang Min’an, annoyed at not being able to reach him, forced him to turn it off.
Jiang Min’an: [Why do some people leave right after one message?]
Cheng Jinyu frowned and picked up his phone.
He slowly sent the photo he took before.
Cheng Jinyu: [Having breakfast.]
Elsewhere in the city, Jiang Min’an sat in his office, Liu Bozhou was at the airport VIP lounge preparing to board, and Wei Yuan had just thrown off his covers in his mansion bedroom.
The three received Cheng Jinyu’s photo simultaneously.
But just a cup of coffee and a sandwich?
Was that really worth talking about?
Jiang Min’an: [If you want to eat, just eat. Why post a photo?]
Jiang Min’an: [This isn’t like you, Boss Cheng.]
Meanwhile, sitting in his office chair, Cheng Jinyu slowly typed.
Cheng Jinyu: [Because]
Cheng Jinyu: [This was specially bought for me]
Cheng Jinyu: [Love breakfast]
The group chat exploded instantly.
*
Meng Chu didn’t know what had happened and continued to work busily.
Around noon, Gu Ting arrived at the company.
This time, he came straight to Meng Chu’s office.
“I spoke with Qin from Jintai Capital yesterday. I originally wanted him to introduce us to Zheng Qifeng, but he said Zheng is quite difficult to arrange a meeting with. Even if he stepped in, it might not work.”
“But on second thought, if he had access to Zheng Qifeng, he wouldn’t have introduced Qian Wei to us back then.”
Gu Ting was frustrated too.
He looked at Meng Chu and said, “Why don’t you try going through Professor Wen Chengdong? He has broad connections at J University.”
Meng Chu didn’t expect Gu Ting to have set his sights on Wen Chengdong.
She immediately declined, “I don’t want to trouble Professor Wen just because of this.”
Wen Chengdong was married to Xue Yi, who Meng Chu was already afraid of bothering.
How could she use Wen Chengdong’s connections just for work?
Gu Ting frowned and said earnestly, “Meng Chu, don’t be so proud. Who in this world doesn’t rely on connections? Once Xingyuan really grows, we’ll also be part of Professor Wen’s network.”
Meng Chu took a deep breath, “I’ll find a way to reach Mr. Zheng as soon as possible.”
Gu Ting said, “You better hurry. Who knows when Linjiang Group will decide to cooperate with Ling Si Technology. Then we’ll be too passive.”
Meng Chu nodded. “I understand.”
After Gu Ting left, Meng Chu immediately called Jiang Xinya in.
“Did you find any other information about Mr. Zheng besides what you sent yesterday?”
Jiang Xinya nodded, “I found several more interview articles about Mr. Zheng. I’ll send them to you now.”
Soon, Meng Chu began reading the articles one by one.
Most of the interviews focused on his work and rarely touched on his personal life.
Actually, at the start of cooperation, when both parties stand on equal footing, the work content rarely determines much.
What decision-makers prefer matters more.
After finishing the reading, the only useful detail Meng Chu found was that Zheng Qifeng liked to play tennis.
Could it be that she should wait for him at the tennis court?
Suddenly, an idea sparked.
She glanced at the time on her phone. It was just lunchtime; Cheng Jinyu should be free.
So she took the initiative and called him.
“Hello,” came his slow voice.
Meng Chu quickly asked, “Are you busy now?”
Cheng Jinyu chuckled softly, “Busy.”
“Ah, then I’ll call you later,” Meng Chu said.
But Cheng Jinyu interrupted, “Just kidding.”
He laughed again in that low voice, obviously in a good mood from teasing her.
Meng Chu didn’t even have time to get angry and asked directly, “Do you know Zheng Qifeng from Linjiang Group?”
It turned out she was calling him for work reasons.
Cheng Jinyu’s tone suddenly became serious. “I know him. Why? You want me to arrange something?”
If she wanted, he would naturally handle it.
Meng Chu said, “No, I just wanted to ask if you know where he usually plays tennis?”
So, that was why she called.
To ask where another man played tennis?
Cheng Jinyu let out a faint breath, clearly amused.
Through the phone, all Meng Chu could hear was his light laughter.
“Was my question too silly?” she asked.
Cheng Jinyu pursed his lips but still said, “You happened to ask the right person.”
“You know?” Meng Chu’s voice was surprised.
Maybe her surprise was too obvious, because Cheng Jinyu’s mood immediately darkened.
Still, he answered, “Where?”
“Aurora Tennis Club. He and I both happen to play at that club,” Cheng Jinyu said.
Meng Chu never imagined she’d get such valuable information so easily.
She instantly felt elated.
But Cheng Jinyu added, “However, that club is membership-only.”
As expected, it’s not easy to get close to these wealthy people’s circles.
But now that she was almost at the altar, she asked straight out, “Can I go with you?”
After a moment, she added, “As your secretary.”
After she spoke, there was no response from the other side.
Not convenient?
Just as she was wondering, she heard a voice with a hint of grit: “Do you think I’d bring Wu Shan to play tennis?”
That was definitely not going to happen.
Meng Chu was stunned.
“Secretary won’t work,” Cheng Jinyu said firmly.
Hearing his unwavering refusal, Meng Chu felt a bit bitter.
Maybe Cheng Jinyu had never said no to her before.
Even the most ridiculous displays of public affection on social media, he had played along.
Once you get used to being favored, it’s hard to adjust to this kind of coldness.
“But,” Cheng Jinyu’s voice sounded again, and Meng Chu couldn’t help but listen carefully to the cold tone through the phone line.
“As a family member, then maybe.”