Chen Feng originally didn’t want to personally receive the assessnt personnel sent by Zhao Shengsheng’s headquarters. Now he feels even more stressed because of Wu ngting’s pressure about marriage, making him even less inclined to deal with these people.
Fortunately, Yu Xiaohui can help him handle these matters, including all the preparations for the jewelry store afterward, so he doesn’t have to worry much.
And honestly, he doesn’t have much to do; he just purely wants to be lazy.
After entrusting the matter to Yu Xiaohui, he quickly adjusted his mindset, went to the bedroom in the back to take a shower, and then lay in bed browsing his phone.
The issue of Wu ngting pushing for marriage was indeed a headache, but Chen Feng is pretty open-minded, thinking that things will naturally sort themselves out when the ti cos, so he didn’t worry about it for long.
Besides death, there’s nothing major in life, and since he’s already indifferent to the idea of dying, everything else should co as it is; thus, as long as he doesn’t harm others or let himself down, it’s fine.
Therefore, he quickly adjusted his attitude and kept scrolling through short videos and reading novels as usual.
Towards noon, Yu Xiaohui sent him a WeChat ssage, saying she had already t with the assessnt crew and was treating them to lunch at Yujing Hotel.
Not going to the airport to pick them up might pass, but since they’ve co from afar, it wouldn’t be nice not to treat them to a al.
Hence, Chen Feng naturally had no objections and instructed her to host them according to a ten-thousand-yuan standard.
Yu Xiaohui acknowledged the instructions.
Once that was settled, Tian Xiaoman also sent a ssage stating she had asked her friend, an interior designer, to visit the villa and could produce a design plan within a week, querying Chen Feng if he had any other requirents to ntion early to her friend.
After thinking for a while, Chen Feng realized he had no additional requirents; he had already ntioned everything before and just emphasized the need for quality assurance in renovation.
Tian Xiaoman then asked if he was free in the afternoon, as she’d be starting work the next day, suggesting if Chen Feng had ti today, they could go shopping together.
Cherishing his day to himself, Chen Feng refused her invitation.
At noon, since his parents didn’t co ho for lunch, Chen Feng went to a small restaurant in town for a stir-fry al. He ordered five dishes: two at and three vegetarian dishes, costing one hundred and fifty-two yuan, with the owner rounding off the bill to one hundred and fifty yuan.
A one-hundred-and-fifty yuan al for one person is indeed costly for most people.
However, since one of the dishes was squirrel fish, which costs 78 yuan, it wasn’t that expensive after all.
The most important thing is that the food at this small restaurant tastes pretty good, so Chen Feng decided to return here whenever he dines alone.
This ti, he drove to the restaurant, and on both his way out and back, he didn’t run into any acquaintances, sparing himself from unnecessary social interactions.
He continued lying in bed at ho, browsing his phone until around three in the afternoon when Yu Xiaohui sent a ssage, informing him that the three mbers of the assessnt crew had completed the assessnt of the store at Baijia Square and passed it. They were also assessing the custor flow at Baijia Square and several other required aspects.
The prospects of passing are quite high, mainly attributed to the lunch, as the three mbers responsible for the assessnt were quite satisfied.
It is expected that within two more days, all assessnt items will be successfully passed, and by then Chen Feng can formally sign the franchise contract with them, paving the way for recruiting staff.
Therefore, Chen Feng needs to stay in his hotown for another two to three days.
Chen Feng isn’t bothered by this; even if he returns to Xiu Zhou, he’d be a stay-ho guy, and now back in his hotown, he’s still a stay-ho guy aside from going out occasionally; there’s no fundantal difference.
Through WeChat, Chen Feng directly arranged to et Yu Xiaohui at Yujing Hotel.
Before his parents finished work and ca ho, Chen Feng drove over first.
After waiting at the hotel for almost an hour, Yu Xiaohui finally arrived around five o’clock.
"Sweetheart, you’ve worked hard."
Chen Feng opened the door, let her in, and unusually said this sentence before embracing her.
This instantly moved Yu Xiaohui, recalling her days partnering with her husband in entrepreneurship while pregnant, staying in the shop all day, sotis from eight or nine in the morning until eight or nine in the evening, sotis for ten or more hours.
But her husband never said anything similar, instead, after earning money, he cheated on her with a mistress, becoming increasingly extravagant.
As a woman, it’s sotis easy to feel content with just a caring word or acknowledgnt from the person one cares about.
But, many won haven’t received such satisfaction.
Yu Xiaohui felt very fulfilled now, smiling and saying, "What hard work, I had a free al and drink at noon, and the rest was just chatting with the three of them."
"Receiving people and handling affairs is exhausting. I’m really not fond of such stuff." Chen Feng hugged her shoulders, guiding her into the room, "Thank goodness you help with these tasks, let give you a relaxing full-body massage later, I guarantee you’ll feel comfortable."
Hearing Chen Feng’s sowhat teasing words, Yu Xiaohui looked him in the eyes, saying, "Your sudden gentleness makes a bit flustered. You haven’t done anything to make angry or are not asking sothing from , right?"
"Really now, wasn’t I gentle with you before?" Chen Feng replied, slightly exasperated.
Yu Xiaohui seriously pondered, then shook her head saying, "No, honestly, you used to be quite impatient and sotis curt with , this started even back in junior high school."
Considering it deeply, Chen Feng realized it was true.
Although he wasn’t a particularly insensitive guy, he hadn’t actually spoken many sweet and gentle words to won, including his ex-wife.
To put it simply, he really isn’t great at sweet-talking won.
Saying he’s an honest person isn’t truly a complint.
"Alright, the past is past, now is now. I’ve learned to appreciate won, especially cherishing and loving you for being such a gentle and lovely woman."
Listening to Chen Feng, Yu Xiaohui’s eyes glimred even more.
"Have you eaten dinner yet?"
Chen Feng asked, sitting on the bed edge with his arm around her shoulders.
"Not yet, but I ate quite a bit at noon, so I’m thinking of skipping dinner."
"Eat a little, have so porridge, I’ll call room service to bring it over."
"Alright then, how about so white fungus and lotus seed porridge?"
Too lazy to go out for dinner, Chen Feng dialed for two bowls of porridge, choosing black rice porridge for himself.
Being a hotel VIP now, the porridge was delivered in less than half an hour.
One bowl cost 88 yuan; over one hundred yuan for two bowls in a five-star hotel seed reasonable, focusing mostly on service charges.
Moreover, the porridge tasted better compared to other places, with a large bowl filled with thick porridge, indicating reasonable pricing.
While they were drinking porridge, Guo ngyao happened to call Yu Xiaohui.
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