Seeing this, Shu Yao pursed her lips and smiled, "I like your straightforwardness."
She picked up her bag and took out a check. "Here's five hundred thousand. As long as you can help me arrange a meeting with Qing Muye, this is yours. If you can help me cooperate with Song Yu Group, I'll give you another million as a reward."
In total, it added up to 1.5 million.
Meng Jingwei's eyes lit up, and she sat up straight, "You mean it?"
She was in dire need of money right now, and someone was delivering it to her. It was truly fate smiling upon her.
Meng Jingwei had been wondering about Shu Yao's identity, but now it seemed Shu Yao was clearly not interested in her. Instead, Shu Yao was interested in Qing Muye.
After all, given the Qing family's current status, countless people would flock to cooperate with them.
"Of course, I mean it."
Shu Yao pursed her lips and smiled.
Meng Jingwei glanced at the check on the table, a little calculation going on in her mind. Then she shook her head, "With Yao Yao Cosmetics' current standing, a cooperation with Song Yu Group would instantly elevate you to an A-list brand, instead of the current third-rate label, relying on micro-business marketing and sales. So, this amount might not show enough sincerity."
She didn't know much about Yao Yao Cosmetics, but she knew that Yao Yao Cosmetics was heavily promoted on WeChat Moments.
Yao Yao Cosmetics was also very protective of its reputation and had put a lot of effort into product quality, which had attracted countless repeat customers.
"Then name your price."
Shu Yao said readily.
Meng Jingwei thought for a moment, extended her left hand, and held up three fingers.
"Deal."
Shu Yao agreed without hesitation, happily accepting.
"You agreed so readily? Can I still go back on my word?" She suddenly regretted it, feeling that three million was too low.
Otherwise, why would Shu Yao have agreed so easily?
"If you agree, then return my necklace to me."
Meng Jingwei didn't like wearing other people's things.
"Then... fine. So stingy, sigh..."
Shu Yao muttered, took off the necklace, and returned it to Meng Jingwei.
In the afternoon, Meng Jingwei, uncharacteristically, took the initiative to contact Qing Muye.
The man sitting in his office looked at the number flashing on his phone screen. Although there was no name saved, the familiar number was already etched in his mind.
The man answered the call, "What, want to come back?"
Meng Jingwei, on the other end of the line, hesitated, glancing at Shu Yao sitting opposite her.
Three million.
This was all money.
She was determined to get every last cent from this sheep named Qing Muye.
"Mm."
Meng Jingwei didn't say anything, but she heard the man on the other end of the line chuckle and ask, "Are you hungry? I'll treat you to dinner."
"Okay, let's go to Phil's Western Restaurant."
"Alright."
Qing Muye readily agreed.
Meng Jingwei hung up the phone and looked at Shu Yao sitting opposite her, a mischievous smile on her face. "Don't you want to meet Qing Muye? Add another million, and I'll let you move into Qing Muye's place, okay?"
"Move... move into his place? While that's possible, a million is too expensive. Let's forget it."
"How about eighty?"
"Too expensive."
"Seventy?"
"Expensive."
"Fifty. Fifty million is my final offer. See if you cherish it. You won't have another opportunity for long-term cooperation with the Qing family."
"That makes sense. Alright, fifty million then."
Shu Yao agreed.
Meng Jingwei lowered her head to drink her coffee, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.
An hour later, at Phil's Western Restaurant.
Meng Jingwei and Shu Yao sat in a private room, waiting quietly. Soon, Qing Muye appeared at the door of the private room. As he walked in, his eyes immediately fell on Shu Yao.
"Mr. Qing, hello."
Seeing Qing Muye walk in, Shu Yao immediately stood up and greeted him.
Qing Muye nodded slightly and sat down opposite them.
"Been waiting long?"
He glanced at Meng Jingwei, his eyes showing a hint of displeasure.
Meng Jingwei ignored it. "I'm hungry, let's order. I want the best, whatever's most expensive."
Damn it, thinking about him taking advantage of her yesterday made her uncomfortable.
"Alright."
Qing Muye replied, pressed the call button on the table, and a waiter walked in. "Hello, what would you like to order?"
"Two of the most expensive single set meals," Qing Muye said, then looked up at Shu Yao. "Miss Shu, what would you like to eat?"
"Whatever, a black pepper pasta and a French steak will do."
Shu Yao smiled politely and said to the waiter.
The waiter noted down the order. "The three of you, please wait." She then turned and left the private room.
In the private room, the atmosphere gradually quieted down.
Shu Yao found a topic to break the ice, teasing, "Mr. Qing and Wei Wei have a good relationship, it's truly enviable."
"Stop flattering me. He's my godbrother, you can treat him like family," Meng Jingwei said, taking a sip of the plain water on the table, her eyes glancing at Qing Muye, feeling incredibly annoyed.
"Oh, no wonder."
Shu Yao nodded repeatedly and said to Qing Muye, "Mr. Qing must feel very happy to have such a lively and cute sister."
"Mm."
The man's attitude was very cold, and he didn't say much to Shu Yao, so she didn't dare to bring up cooperation.
The meal ended in an awkward atmosphere, leaving Shu Yao feeling incredibly suppressed, almost unable to breathe.
After leaving the Western restaurant, Shu Yao, as per her agreement with Meng Jingwei, did not drive. Instead, the two of them got into Qing Muye's car.
The man sat in the driver's seat, looking at the two people in the back, and asked, "Miss Shu, where do you live?"
"I..."
Shu Yao looked embarrassed and cast a pleading look at Meng Jingwei.
Meng Jingwei, understanding her intention, immediately said, "Shu Yao hasn't found a place to live recently. I want her to stay with me."
Qing Muye glanced at Shu Yao through the rearview mirror. Seeing that she didn't speak, he also remained silent, starting the car and driving back to Night View Apartments.
He thought, this damned woman had already left. Given her stubborn nature, why would she humble herself and come back?
So, she had support.
Arriving at the second basement level of Night View Club, they parked the car, and the three took the elevator to the top-floor apartment.
Although the top-floor apartment was spacious with many rooms, most of them were studies, gyms, and movie rooms, with only a master bedroom and a secondary bedroom.
Before Qing Muye could speak, Meng Jingwei said, "From today onwards, Shu Yao and I will sleep in the same room."
"As you wish."
Qing Muye said nothing, only elegantly unbuttoned his suit, took off his jacket, hung it on the rack, and turned to go into the study.
It was only after the study door closed that Shu Yao patted Meng Jingwei's shoulder and whispered, "My goodness, so you two share a room?"
Her excited expression suggested she was imagining a 'domineering CEO falls in love with me' scenario.
Meng Jingwei rolled her eyes at her. "What are you thinking? He's just my godbrother. He has a fiancée, and his fiancée already has a child."
"Exactly. His fiancée already has a child, shouldn't he be living with his fiancée?"
Shu Yao pressed.
Meng Jingwei pouted and shrugged, "Perhaps the Qing family has very strict upbringing rules, allowing cohabitation only after marriage."