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Chapter 21 deserves a "Love Your Work" award.

"Does the professor really not have any girls he likes? Has he never dated anyone?"

Song Yan sighed, "He only has studying and working on his mind. Women are just stumbling blocks to his progress. No one can catch his eye. To be honest, the girls who pursue him are definitely top-notch. They have good family backgrounds, good education, and good looks, but he hasn't taken a liking to them, let alone a manipulative woman like An Qingyue..."

When An Qingyue was mentioned, Song Yan paused and glanced at Rong Shu.

Hearing her sudden pause, Rong Shu turned to look at Song Yan. She belatedly realized what was going on and curled her lips, saying, "Everyone has different preferences, and there are no standard answers when it comes to relationships."

"Sheng Tingchen's judgment is also flawed."

Rong Shu did not respond.

Song Yan changed the subject, saying, "The only person my senior brother has ever praised is you."

Rong Shu asked in surprise, "Me?"

"Yeah, she said you were the most hardworking, ambitious, and intelligent student she'd ever met, and that you were definitely better than me. She really gave me a piece of her mind."

Rong Shu chuckled. "So, did you offend him?"

"It's true that you didn't do your job well, but it's also true that I praised you. So, for someone as smart and capable as you with a bright future to get married and have children would be, to put it bluntly, ruining your future. But you're still young, and if you have children, it's not too late."

"We should get as far away from that scumbag Sheng Tingchen as possible. Once we're successful in our careers, there will be plenty of outstanding men chasing after us. What is he anyway?"

Rong Shu smiled and nodded in agreement.

You could tell that Song Yan was genuinely angry; she was probably thinking about some unhappy people and things again.

At this time.

Song Yan's phone vibrated.

She picked up her phone, saw the caller ID, answered via Bluetooth, and said, "Dad, what's up?"

The voice of Song Yan's father came from the other end of the phone: "Where are you now?"

Sensing something was wrong with her father's tone, Song Yan asked疑惑地, "I'm driving, what happened?"

Song's father said, "Yunshan has canceled its strategic financing cooperation with Dongxing, and I have now arrived in Beijing."

Yunshan suddenly canceled the cooperation this morning without any reason. Song Chengde was unable to contact Sheng Tingchen himself, and only contacted a senior executive. The reply he received was that it was President Sheng's decision, and he did not know the specifics.

This strategic cooperation was something Dongxing Bank negotiated for nearly two years before securing, and it concerns Dongxing's development over the next five years. The sudden cancellation of the cooperation without warning will result in incalculable losses.

He hurriedly asked someone to find out the reason, and then contacted Su Qingzhi. After that, he immediately booked a plane ticket to Beijing.

Song Yan clenched her fingers.

When Rong Shu heard Song's father's words, her heart sank. Sure enough, Sheng Tingchen had made his move. She knew that canceling the strategic financing cooperation with Dongxing would be a fatal blow to Dongxing.

I never expected that Sheng Tingchen would care about An Qingyue to this extent.

She took a deep breath, looked out the window, and placed her hands tightly on her lower abdomen, trying to calm herself down.

After hanging up the phone with her father, Song Yan pulled the car over to the side of the road, gripped the steering wheel tightly, and looked extremely grim.

Rong Shu looked at her.

Song's father just told Song Yan to go to Jinbi Hall right now, probably because he had arranged to meet someone there.

Song Yan remained silent for a long time. Rong Shu then suggested, "Should we give Professor Jiang a call?"

She had just left.

Song Yan's phone rang again; it was Jiang Huaixu calling.

Song Yan answered the message, her voice a little hoarse, "Senior brother."

Jiang Huaixu said, "I've heard about it. Your father called you?"

Song Yan hummed in agreement. "Let me go to Jinbi Hall now."

Jiang Huai said, "Then you go first and see what's going on. And don't be reckless." He emphasized the last sentence.

Song Yan said, "I know."

I hung up the phone.

Song Yan calmed herself down and said to Rong Shu, "I'm sorry, Xiao Shu, I'll take you home first."

Rong Shu said, "The subway is right ahead. I can take the subway back."

Her husband stood up for his girlfriend, and she couldn't help at all. She even regretted that what she said to Sheng Tingchen that day might have angered him even more.

Song Yan didn't insist, only telling her to be careful on her way back.

Before getting out of the car, Rong Shu advised, "Sister Yan, please don't act impulsively in this matter. You should prioritize the interests of your father's company."

She could tell that Song Yan was quite righteous and had a strong personality.

Song Yan said, "Don't worry, I know."

Song Yan drove away.

Rong Shu stood there watching the car drive away until it rejoined the traffic and disappeared from sight. Only then did she turn her gaze away and walk towards the subway station.

As we approached the subway entrance.

The phone vibrated.

She took her phone out of her bag and saw that it was Sheng Tingze calling. She answered, "Hello! Tingze."

"Look at the other side."

Rong Shu looked up and saw Sheng Tingze waving at her from the opposite side.

Rong Shu crossed the street at the next intersection and walked towards Sheng Tingze. Sheng Tingze opened the passenger side door for her and said, "Get in!"

Rong Shu got into the car.

Sheng Tingze closed the car door, strode around to the front of the car, and got into the driver's seat. He asked, "What are you doing here all by yourself?"

Rong Shu said, "I was going to have dinner with a friend, but she had something urgent to attend to and left first."

Sheng Tingze laughed and said, "Then I've got a bargain. I'll treat you to dinner."

"So, should I say you're lucky?"

"I've been really lucky lately. I feel like I could win a million dollars just by scratching a lottery ticket now."

"Then what's the difference between you and us who win a hundred dollars?"

"..."

Sheng Tingze started the car and rejoined the traffic.

We arrived at a private restaurant.

Sitting by the window, you can see the night view of the river.

The food has been ordered.

Rong Shu told the waiter about her dietary restrictions.

The waiter agreed.

Rong Shu asked, "Has the cooperation agreement been signed?"

Sheng Tingze said, "It's already signed. I'll be busy from now on. I've finally got some free time today. By the way, are you still working at Yunshan?"

Rong Shu took a sip of juice and explained, "I've already quit. I've found an easier job as an assistant to my former mentor."

Sheng Tingze sighed, "You really deserve a 'Love Your Work' award."

Rong Shu raised her eyebrows and said, "If there's a bonus included, I can barely accept it."

Sheng Tingze laughed out loud, "Pick your eyes up, you've got money in your eyes."

"..."