The second part, 'East Soil Great Sugar', Chapter

e is the result of an assessment conducted by a professional agency, Mr. Wang, please weigh it again."At this moment, Shunxin Technology's CEO glanced at Zhuo Yunan, who seemed distant and indifferent...He and Mr. Cen were in two completely unrelated industries. The CFO had no idea who Mr. Cen was until a few days ago when he hurriedly looked up information about him.

Ignorance is bliss, but once you look into it, you're shocked. He has multiple identities: the heir apparent to a prominent family business and a financial tycoon with Midas-like abilities. However, he keeps a low profile. Apart from his name and impressive resume, there's no other information about him online.

The CFO went along with a pounding heart, wondering what questions the other party would ask about the financial data he had prepared for Zhao. He kept replaying the data in his mind, hoping not to be caught off guard and jeopardize the investment.

Zhao Tingxing, on the other hand, strolled in leisurely from the construction site's dispute, showing no anxiety whatsoever on his face.

When they arrived, they didn't expect Mr. Cen to be there earlier than them. At this time, he was sitting at the table in the private room, watching the TV hanging on the wall.

The local news broadcast on TV was about the workers demanding unpaid wages at Zhao's construction site this afternoon. The financial vice-president, seeing this, broke out in a cold sweat. If investors saw such negative news, what hope was there for investment

Upon seeing them enter, the other party picked up the remote control on the table and turned off the TV. Very gentlemanly, he gestured for them to sit down.

Although he was a guest, with a simple gesture, he took over the role of host, completely at ease.

The CFO's heart sank. He looked at Zhao Tingxing, knowing that this investment talk was going nowhere. The other party was extremely shrewd and unreadable.

His action of turning off the TV just now seemed casual, but it was done only after he confirmed they had come in and also saw that news report.

And now, by treating them as guests, he was showing his stance. He paid for the meal. It was a way of refusing to owe Zhao Ting anything.

A shrewd person knows when to stop. Three parts of doing something is enough, and he wouldn't take on Zhao's mess right now. But there's no need to make a public spectacle of it, embarrassing both parties.

Both the CFO and Zhao Tingxing could see through each other. Therefore, from beginning to end, Zhao Tingxing never allowed the CFO to bring out company materials. He only chatted with the other party, making pleasantries and having a good time.

Zhao Tingxing appreciated few people in his life. Aside from his arch-nemesis, Gu Ruandong, the only person he truly admired was Mr. Cen.

Unlike Gu Ruandong, his industry span with Mr. Cen is too large, so there's no business dealings between them, and they can't be rivals. If possible, they might even develop into true friends.

They chatted, the CFO sat there doing nothing, occasionally interjecting a few words while observing Mr. Cen. He discovered that Mr. Cen, regardless of his speech or demeanor, was polite and restrained. When communicating, he initially gave off a feeling of ease, but upon closer observation, one could detect the coldness and sharpness hidden beneath his words and actions.

Such people are actually very difficult to get close to. They might not even have a heart, so what's there to connect with

He didn't know what Zhao was thinking, how he could try to play the emotional card with such a person

Yes, Zhao Tingxing himself is a cold-blooded animal with no feelings or humanity. The reason he sees a glimmer of humanity in Cen Zong is probably because the first impression they made on each other was so deep that it gave him this illusion.

That time, his girlfriend must have had an argument with him. Even though she had a cold and altitude sickness, she ignored him completely. He patiently soothed her by his side, enduring the harsh cold and taking off his own warm jacket to give it to her.

So even after learning his true identity, seeing him rise to prominence in the family feud, witnessing him take down countless well-known companies, causing them to collapse or enriching himself, Zhao Tingxing's deepest memory remained of him coaxing his girlfriend.

He was thinly dressed himself, but insisted on putting the windbreaker on his girlfriend. His girlfriend refused to wear it and threw it back at him. He picked it up silently and put it back on her. She threw it off again, he put it back on her, this went back and forth several times. Zhao Tingxing saw that he was clearly angry, but he suppressed his anger and hugged her tightly, both person and clothes: "If you want to live, just shut up."

It was already oxygen-deprived, and with all this commotion, it could barely breathe, panting heavily.

What impressed Zhao Tingxing was his incomprehension. How could a man make women act like this

But because of this, he felt that Mr. Cen had a human side to him, so when he encountered crisis this time, he thought of asking him for help.

This Cen is always a typical businessman, in business matters one speaks of business. No matter how great the favor, he will not use business to return it.

So after the dinner, it really turned into a heartfelt reunion.

Cen always flew specially from his city to the southwest to have this meal, giving Zhao Tingxing enough face.

After reminiscing, as they were about to part ways, he finally asked, "How much less do the workers get paid"

Instead of looking at Zhao Tingxing, she asked the finance vice president beside him.

The deputy finance director hurriedly answered truthfully.

Mr. Cen nodded and said, "I'll call you tomorrow."

Succinct, to the point, and unambiguous. I won't side with the Zhao clan, but as a friend, I'll help you with your current predicament as a way of repaying old favors.

Zhao Tingxing was also a straightforward person. He simply said thank you and got up to see him off.

As soon as he reached the door, Cen's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and answered before the second ring even finished.

“Yes, I will be home very late tonight.”

"Go to sleep first, don't wait for me."

"Good night."

The expression was still faint, but upon closer listening, the tone of voice differed greatly from when they had interacted with them earlier.

As he hung up the phone and walked towards his car, he told Zhao Ting: "Yangyang asked me to tell you that she calculated your fate and there will be a noble person who will help you, and you will definitely be able to overcome the current crisis smoothly."

Zhaotingxing was puzzled, what's "yang yang"

Mr. Cen: “My… girlfriend.”

He got in the car right after he finished speaking, told the driver to drive, and the black car slowly disappeared into the night.

With General Cen's funding, it did solve his immediate crisis. However, it was a temporary fix, not a permanent solution. As long as the workers at the downtown project didn't stop protesting, the other projects would still be unable to pay their wages. Under Xu Ze Fang's deliberate arrangement, workers continued to protest sporadically.

"The CFO said with regret, 'That night, I should have told Mr. Cen about more money.'"

Zhao Tingxing: "Do you think he's stupid He flew here from so far away to socialize, it's to give me face. I'm afraid he knows more about Zhao Corporation's financial situation than you, the CFO."

Well, that's true. What does the other person do Could they really be deceived by someone like him who works in finance

Two people were chatting when the CFO glanced at the account. “Another deposit just came in.”

The amount was exactly what the other construction sites owed, not a penny more or less.

"Did Mr. Cen call"

"It shouldn't be, it's an overseas account."

“Look into the source.” Zhao Tingxing was very cautious about this windfall, money that came from nowhere.

Having spent so many years in the Jianghu, everything has a price. He needs to weigh it carefully.'s nothing between me and that boy." Tinglan explained again.The flutter of that time, the turmoil and chaos of those days, had long since been buried under the weight of heavy studies. Besides, Mom d...