Mu Jiahe's face instantly turned cold. "What kind of favor do you need to find her for? Is there anything she can do that I can't?"
Xiao Xun, hearing the sourness in her words, quickly went to rub Mu Jiahe's shoulders. "I have a classmate whose friend's daughter is a big star. I forgot who, but she's coming to our city for a concert. The tickets are said to be extremely popular. The organizer is President Zhao's company, so he asked me to get two tickets from President Zhao."
Mu Jiahe didn't refuse Xiao Xun's massage, only huffed, "It's just two concert tickets! You need to ask the top executive of the organizer for them? That excuse is too lame!"
Xiao Xun became anxious, "What I said is true."
Mu Jiahe waved her hand, "I'm not saying you're lying. I'm saying that if your classmate knew your identity and still asked you to do something so undignified, there's only one possibility."
Xiao Xun's interest was piqued. He turned his office chair to face her, making Mu Jiahe's face visible. "What possibility?"
Mu Jiahe looked up, their faces close. With a loving gaze, she said, "That is, your classmate actually knows Zhao Yuman, and he made this call specifically to create an opportunity for you to meet her."
Xiao Xun half-knelt, "According to you, Zhao Yuman went to such lengths just to see me? Do I have that much charm?"
Mu Jiahe pinched Xiao Xun's cheek. "Whether she likes you or not, I don't know. But right now, for her company to survive, she has to try her best to appease you."
Xiao Xun pondered, "What should I do now?"
Mu Jiahe crossed her legs. "That depends on what our President Xiao wants to do. I heard President Zhao of Millennium Group is a real beauty. If Millennium Group hadn't 'exploded' this time, there would be countless people chasing her. It would be difficult for some rich young men to even get a glimpse of her, let alone her stooping so low."
Xiao Xun stood up straight. "Alright, my boss, stop joking with me. You know, I..." He then poked his chest with his index finger and pointed at Mu Jiahe, "Only have you."
Mu Jiahe stood up and gently patted Xiao Xun's shoulder. "Okay, with those words from you, that's enough. Remember, don't come to the company after drinking in the future. It's not good for our image; we are a formal group after all."
Saying that, she walked towards the door.
Xiao Xun gave a Saint Roman military salute. "Yes!"
In the afternoon, the receptionist called.
"President Xiao, President Zhao from Millennium Group is looking for you."
Xiao Xun closed his game. "Please escort President Zhao to the reception room. I'll be there shortly."
Xiao Xun arrived at the reception room to find a familiar figure already waiting for him.
"President Zhao, why are you here?"
Zhao Yuman stood up. "You dropped me off and left without a word. That was quite impolite."
As she spoke, she took out two tickets from her handbag. "Here you go."
Xiao Xun took the tickets. "Thank you, President Zhao. I'll treat you to a meal later."
"No need for later, how about tonight!"
Xiao Xun felt a pang of doubt. "Then we've agreed, dinner is dinner, but no excessive drinking, okay?"
"A little bit of alcohol is no problem! Shall we eat at Fengming Tower tonight? It's convenient, isn't it?"
Xiao Xun smiled awkwardly, nodded, and after a few more pleasantries, he saw Zhao Yuman off.
After she left, he called Little Fatty. "Hey! I've got what you wanted."
"How many?"
"Two."
"Long live Brother Xiao! Where should I meet you now?"
Xiao Xun looked around. "Do you know a coffee shop at the entrance of Financial Street?"
"I know. Wait for me, I'll be there within half an hour."
After hanging up, Xiao Xun went into the coffee shop and ordered a freshly brewed coffee.
Then he sat by the window, waiting for Little Fatty.
While he was waiting, his phone rang. He saw it was Little Fatty calling and was about to answer when a tall, thin man wearing glasses sat down in front of Xiao Xun.
"Brother Xiao, after all these years, you still look as radiant as ever!"
Xiao Xun sized up the person in front of him and asked in disbelief, "Are you Little Fatty?"
The man nodded with a smile. "Yes!"
"You've really changed a lot!"
Little Fatty joked, "Haha, it's better than changing into a little one."
He ordered a coffee and said to Xiao Xun, "It's been a few years since we last met. I heard you stayed in G City after finishing university. Why didn't you contact me?"
Xiao Xun smiled without answering his question and handed him the tickets.
Little Fatty stood up and took the tickets with both hands. "Brother Xiao, I heard you're doing pretty well lately! When will you help your brother out?"
Xiao Xun changed the subject, "Where are you working now?"
Little Fatty waved his hand, vaguely replying, "Ah! Don't mention it. I'm in sales, working like a dog every day, being someone's subordinate. One call in the middle of the night, and I have to do whatever they say. It's really hopeless."
After speaking, he patted his face. "Look how thin I've become. When we were in high school, I weighed over 180 pounds. After all these years, I'm barely 130. I'm getting skinnier as I live."
Then, he took out his phone. "How much is it? I'll transfer it to you."
"We've been in the same dorm for so many years, bringing up money would make us strangers!"
Little Fatty clicked his tongue in amazement. "It's different when you have money. Two tickets cost five figures, and you just give them away like that."
At this moment, Little Fatty's phone rang. "President Gu! Ah! Yes, yes, no problem, I'll give you a reply this afternoon."
After hanging up, he said, "Then how about tonight? I'll treat you..."
Before he could finish, his phone rang again. "Hello! This is Shang Jiahao, President Li! No problem, no problem, definitely no problem."
After hanging up, Little Fatty showed a hint of exhaustion. "As you can see, I'm so busy. I was still thinking of treating you to dinner tonight."
"No need for dinner. I have a dinner engagement tonight too. Since we're both in G City, there will be plenty of opportunities. We'll get together another time! You look quite busy too."
Little Fatty scratched his head. "Then I'll be going now."
Xiao Xun nodded. "Safe travels."
Little Fatty stood up, paid at the counter, and then waved goodbye to Xiao Xun before leaving.
Xiao Xun drank some coffee and informed Mu Jiahe that he wouldn't be home for dinner tonight.
After drinking half his coffee, Xiao Xun felt that enough time had passed, so he drove to Fengming Tower.
They arrived at the private room. Xiao Xun stood at the door. "We agreed this afternoon, no drinking with this meal!"
"What's there to fear about drinking? This is my establishment, you won't have to carry me home."
Xiao Xun smiled awkwardly and then sat at the table. "By the way, I've been wondering why President Zhao has been looking for me repeatedly. If you don't tell me, I'll be uneasy."
Zhao Yuman hesitated for a while and then said, "We've known each other for so long, we're friends, right?"
Xiao Xun nodded. "Of course, so I hope friends can be direct. As long as I can help, I'll do my best."
Zhao Yuman looked into Xiao Xun's eyes. "Actually, this is quite embarrassing. I don't know how to start."
"Just say it."
Zhao Yuman fiddled with her fingers. "President Xiao, actually, Millennium Group is in crisis, so we'd like to ask Saint Roman to help us." As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed Xiao Xun's hand.
Xiao Xun's earlobes instantly turned red. He pulled his hand away. "President Zhao, you think too highly of me. Perhaps I can think of a solution for financial matters. But if you're asking Saint Roman to get involved... as you know, I resigned a long time ago and have no relation to Saint Roman. The only connection I have is renting a floor in the Saint Roman Building for office use."
Zhao Yuman took a deep breath. "Industry insiders all know about your relationship with President Mu. Your words represent President Mu's words. I'm truly at my wit's end. Right now, only Saint Roman can help us."
Xiao Xun was also curious. "What exactly happened to Millennium Group that requires Saint Roman's help? As far as I know, Saint Roman is not the strongest company in our country."
Zhao Yuman said with a solemn expression, "Have you heard of Kala?"
Xiao Xun nodded. "I know. Saint Roman's overseas headquarters is there."