Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 385 Not Up to Standard

Chapter 385: Chapter 385 Not Up to Standard

Cheng Qiaobei opened his eyes. The sky was gray, and as he walked to the window, he saw fine snowflakes floating outside. The city was covered with snow, looking heavy and gloomy.

In the blink of an eye, it was already mid-March, with only another month and a half until the May Day holiday. Time was running out for Eastern First-class.

Chen Ningxi walked into the bedroom and saw him awake, "Breakfast is ready. Go wash up, and we’ll have breakfast."

Cheng Qiaobei turned around, smiled, and walked toward her. He hugged her and kissed her first. Chen Ningxi pushed him and said, "You haven’t brushed your teeth yet."

Cheng Qiaobei pointed at his chest, "I didn’t even shower last night. Why don’t you mind? Look at what you did to me."

"It’s your fault for not showering. As soon as you came in, you started..." Chen Ningxi said shyly, and then they showered together afterward.

Cheng Qiaobei picked her up. Chen Ningxi hung upside down over his shoulder, "Cheng Qiaobei, what are you doing?"

He slapped her butt lightly, "Don’t move, if you fall, I’m not responsible."

Taking big steps to the bathroom, he placed her on the sink countertop. Cheng Qiaobei grinned mischievously, "Keep me company while I wash up."

Chen Ningxi helped him apply shaving foam. Cheng Qiaobei shaved carelessly while Chen Ningxi sat there quietly watching.

After he finished shaving, he touched her cheek, "Now it’s not prickly, right?"

Chen Ningxi recalled last night, her face turning red unnaturally. He kept kissing downward, but his stubble scratched her thighs, making it both painful and itchy. Her hands instinctively pushed his shoulders.

He looked up and asked her in a nonchalant tone, "Don’t move. Where can’t I kiss?"

She could only reply with a red face, "Your stubble is prickly."

She thought he was drunk and wouldn’t remember last night, but he clearly remembered everything.

Chen Ningxi wanted to escape, but just as she was about to jump to the floor, he predicted her move, bracing his leg against the sink’s edge to trap her.

"Don’t run, didn’t I tell you to keep me company while I wash up?" He insisted on making her stay to finish washing up together before they went to have breakfast.

Before leaving, Cheng Qiaobei said, "The new home’s decoration is finished. Let’s find some time this weekend to take a look."

While putting on her shoes, Chen Ningxi said, "We haven’t done the formaldehyde test yet. I’ll arrange it today."

"Okay, make an appointment in advance."

Cheng Qiaobei carried her handbag while following Chen Ningxi out of the house. He habitually held her hand, not letting go even in the elevator.

Just as they were about to exit the elevator, Cheng Qiaobei’s phone rang. He glanced at the number; it was Lin Hanrui.

"What’s the situation?"

Lin Hanrui replied, "I’m running around like crazy. The amount of work is massive. The money you gave me isn’t enough, so send me more today."

Cheng Qiaobei asked, "No problem, I’m heading to the company now. I’ll have Shen Rongshen transfer the funds to you once I’m there. Can the project be completed by the end of April?"

Lin Hanrui hesitated, "Hard to say, the workload is truly large, and it’s scattered."

Cheng Qiaobei said, "If you can finish early, I’ll pay extra."

The receiver was silent for two seconds.

Lin Hanrui laughed heartily, "Should’ve said so earlier, Boss Cheng. You can count on me."

Cheng Qiaobei expressionlessly twitched his mouth, "Fine, when it comes to talking money, you’re as happy as a grandson."

Lin Hanrui burst into laughter, "As long as the money’s right, I’m fine being the grandson. When have the parties involved ever been equal?"

Cheng Qiaobei handed the handbag to Chen Ningxi. Seeing she was about to leave, he pulled her back for a quick kiss on her lips. Chen Ningxi, like a thief, hurriedly glanced around before quickly heading to her car.

Cheng Qiaobei got into the car and said, "Last night, I secured another channel, now it’s just your east wind that’s missing."

Upon hearing this, Lin Hanrui felt the pressure, "I’ll do my best."

After hanging up, Cheng Qiaobei drove straight to the company.

Meanwhile, at Jade Jiali.

Chen Qian kept glancing towards Cheng Xiangheng’s office. Hearing familiar footsteps in the corridor, he quickly got up to meet him.

"Mr. Cheng," Chen Qian whispered, "there’s new information about Cheng Qiaobei."

Cheng Xiangheng looked at him, "Speak inside."

When they entered the office and Cheng Xiangheng settled into his seat, he said, "Go ahead."

Chen Qian said, "A friend of mine works at the bank handling loan services. He has some real pull there. He said he saw Cheng Qiaobei applying for a loan at their bank, probably preparing for Orchid Garden."

Cheng Xiangheng pondered for a moment, expressionless, and asked, "Can the loan be approved?"

Chen Qian grinned sinisterly, "Mr. Cheng, whether it can be approved is just a matter of your word."

Cheng Xiangheng chuckled, saying meaningfully, "He hasn’t accomplished much yet, and he’s already borrowing everywhere. He’s getting more and more lowbrow."

Chen Qian said, "I understand your meaning."

He slowly backed out.

Cheng Qiaobei walked into the company, "Shen Rongshen."

Shen Rongshen followed Cheng Qiaobei into the office. Cheng Qiaobei motioned for him to close the door.

"Sit down." Cheng Qiaobei pulled out a chair and with a pen wrote a string of numbers and related bank information on a blank sheet of paper. He handed it to Shen Rongshen, pointing to the numbers, "Transfer the funds to this account."

Shen Rongshen nodded, "There’s another matter I need to report to you."

Cheng Qiaobei: "What is it?"

Shen Rongshen said in a low voice, "The bank didn’t approve our loan."

Cheng Qiaobei frowned slightly, "If this bank won’t approve, go to another one."

Shen Rongshen said, "I’ll reach out again."

The news that Cheng Qiaobei’s loan application was rejected quickly reached Zheng Rongxi, and she immediately told Cheng Siluo.

Cheng Siluo snickered maliciously, "People like him, once they leave the Cheng Family, he’s done for."

Zheng Rongxi said disdainfully, "Even if he doesn’t leave the Cheng Family, he won’t get a penny from me."

Cheng Siluo’s eyes flickered, "Mom, at this time, we shouldn’t give him an opportunity. Although this bank didn’t approve the loan, there are other banks. You could use your connections to leak some information unfavorable to his loan application."

Zheng Rongxi’s eyes flashed dangerously, as if she remembered someone, "There’s someone else who can handle this matter."

...

Recently, Wei Lai had been busy maintaining clients for the new platform and reaching out to high-spending customers, to the point of forgetting her own birthday.

She arrived at the company early, planning to finish maintaining all customer information today, only to find Deng Yan in the office earlier than her.

Wei Lai asked, "Here so early?"

Deng Yan looked up, "I have a contract to finish up, what about you?"

"Maintaining customer information." As soon as she finished speaking, Wei Lai was about to leave when Deng Yan called her back, "Have you had breakfast?"

Wei Lai rubbed the back of her neck, looking tired, "I don’t feel like eating. I was working on customer information late into the night last night, so I have no appetite."

Deng Yan grabbed breakfast from the side cabinet and handed it to her, "I bought an extra portion."

"Haha..." Wei Lai laughed, "Extra breakfast? You’re not even good at lying."

Deng Yan said, "There’s an egg inside, you should eat it." He then inexplicably added, "It’s not that I can’t lie, I just won’t lie to you."

Wei Lai frowned, sensing that he was acting strangely today. She didn’t take the breakfast, "I don’t like eggs."

Deng Yan placed the warm egg in her hand, "Even if you don’t eat anything else, you have to eat the egg."

Wei Lai asked, "Why?"

Deng Yan: "..."

Seeing the bewildered look on her face, it seemed she truly forgot, "Do you know what day it is today?"

Wei Lai: "Wednesday."

Deng Yan sighed and shook his head, "Sigh..."

Wei Lai: "What are you sighing about?"