I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!
Chapter 417 Corresponding Value_1

Chapter 417: Chapter 417 Corresponding Value_1

"How should I arrange this? Sigh, Chengyu, you’re still single," Shen Dong suddenly laughed, looking Zhou Chengyu up and down with insinuation in his eyes, "Have you lost your pursuit, or have you lost your desire..."

"Get lost!" Zhou Chengyu’s face turned red, and he raised his arm to hit.

Shen Dong ran away like a wisp of smoke.

He didn’t think Zhou Chengyu could catch up, so he stopped after running a few steps, turned around, and Zhou Chengyu caught him red-handed.

"Chengyu, I was wrong, I was wrong, don’t hit me," Shen Dong really was a bit afraid Zhou Chengyu would actually hit him, hurriedly covering his head.

After a while, there was no pain in his head.

Looking up, he saw Zhou Chengyu’s troubled gaze darting around.

"Chengyu, what are you looking for?" With that question from Shen Dong, Zhou Chengyu’s face turned even redder.

In the society where he was, Chengyu blushed like a tomato and said in a low voice, "Su Qingyu is thirty-five, although she’s a mother already, but I’m at this age too, just making do, what do you think?"

Looking at his expression, it was clear he had been contemplating this for a while.

Shen Dong noticed a stone bench by the roadside, pointed at it, and said casually, "Didn’t the two of you have a fleeting romantic encounter before? Just pick it back up and that’ll be the end of it."

"Tch!" Zhou Chengyu’s face twitched, and he countered with a metaphor, "It’s exactly because of that incident that things are awkward. As soon as I mention it, Su Qingyu thinks I just want that, making me look like some kind of ruffian."

Zhou Chengyu also felt the poignant sorrow of manhood, looking at the golden wheat ears and sighing, "Why can’t she give it some serious thought, if I had that intention, why wouldn’t I go for a young girl instead?"

"You’re the real Mr. Shen, truly naive." Lost in the game, even Shen Dong could guess with the back of his heel.

Su Qingyu came from a tough background and had been put on a pedestal by Zhou Chengyu before, and now she was under Zhou Chengyu’s command. Seeing her usually timid and deferential demeanor, it was obvious Su Qingyu didn’t dare consider herself one of ’us’.

To become the third sister-in-law?

Even if she wanted to, would she dare really push hard on that front?

Shen Dong felt his analysis was correct and asked Zhou Chengyu, "You said she thinks you want to do that bad thing, has she ever gotten truly angry with you?"

"No, she just says it’s not suitable, don’t make a fuss and such."

That’s it, Shen Dong heard this and felt his guess was nine out of ten correct.

With the air of an expert, he said, "If she had no feelings for you, she would have slapped you straight away, or at the very least avoided you. Yet, she gives you chance after chance?"

"What does that mean?" Zhou Chengyu was momentarily confused, then his eyes suddenly brightened, "Are you saying, she’s also got me on her mind?"

Full of enthusiasm, Shen Dong dragged Zhou Chengyu along and started giving advice, "Once things are settled with Zhou Wenbin, directly drive and take Su Qingyu to get the license. If she’s willing, things will naturally fall into place."

Zhou Chengyu suddenly covered his face with his hand, like a bashful young man, "Why are you so shameless, having her refuse me right there at the license office, how embarrassing."

"Oh, come on, you need face when you’re wooing a wife?" Shen Dong looked at him contemptuously, patted his pants, and stood up, "If you don’t dare say it, I’ll say it for you. I’ll tell her you can’t sleep at night, muttering ’Su Qingyu, Su Qingyu,’ driving me crazy."

"You little rascal!" Zhou Chengyu sprang up like a spring, grabbed Shen Dong, and gritted his teeth, "Just do what you said, if it doesn’t work out, I’ll skin you alive!"

"No problem."

"This is serious business, for the grand plan of Hai City!"

"Alright, for Hai City!" Zhou Chengyu drew out the tone, his gaze returning from jesting to seriousness.

He only glanced at the village official’s house, then his gaze drifted away, most likely concocting a grand proposal plan.

Buying a house, finding a wife—so many men spend their lives striving for just these two things.

Shen Dong felt a somewhat envious yearning.

Envious of Zhou Wenbin, and also envious of Zhou Chengyu, when will I grow up?

He thought about the day when he would marry Chen Yuyan, grinning foolishly, and couldn’t help but take out his phone to browse through the Penguin chat records.

Before long, Zhou Wenbin triumphantly returned with his young wife.

This kid, holding Cuihua’s hand like two butterflies, cheerfully ran over, "Chengyu, Mr. Shen, this is Cuihua!"

"How old am I to be still called Cuihua!" The girl rolled her eyes shyly, and extended her hand generously to Zhou Chengyu, "Hello Chengyu, my name is Wang Yun, please give me your advice."

Zhou Chengyu glanced at Shen Dong and burst out laughing.

He took out a few hundred bucks from his pocket and teased Zhou Wenbin, "Looks like I’m playing the role of a parent here, come on, take this money."

"Take it." Zhou Wenbin let go of Cuihua’s hand and hesitantly looked at Shen Dong.

Zhou Wenbin put out three hundred thousand for the bride price, not to mention the surrounding villages, even within Hai City County, the number was frightening.

Plus the car-smashing incident, and the atmosphere created by Su Qingyu, he really saved face.

Having received such a huge favor, Zhou Wenbin felt embarrassed to ask for more, but with a beauty in his arms...

"Mr. Shen, that flower shop."

"Go see Mr. Biao." Shen Dong’s face showed no displeasure as he pointed to a car slowly pulling out of the village alley, "You two go back first, we still have things to do."

"Okay." Zhou Wenbin’s smile relaxed in an instant, and he ran off with the girl.

Once the people left, Zhou Chengyu began to complain, "Aren’t you afraid of raising a ghost? This kid... Forget it, I’ll take a car with Su Qingyu, you squeeze in with Kang Yue and the others."

Although it was only half a statement, Shen Dong was clear in his mind.

He glanced at the departing car, revealing a hidden smile; everyone has their value.

As soon as he got into the car, Kang Yue eagerly approached Shen Dong.

In this day and age, her behavior might be seen as shameless, but in the future, it was perfectly normal.

She covered her face with her hands, whispering mysteriously, "If one day I fancy a handsome young man, will you help me snatch him?"

Shen Dong rolled his eyes, "Do you still need my help? You’d just show up and snatch him yourself."

"I won’t, you’re the boss..." Kang Yue pouted, looking unwilling.

"Stop kidding." Shen Dong waved dismissively, only speaking freely because the driver was a familiar face, "The development in Hai City will primarily use steel structures. I estimate that by the end of the year, the basic framework should be up. As a KOL marketing master, you’ll need to make a contribution to liven up Hai City."

Kang Yue revisited old ground, "You take me to meet Mr. Zhou, and I guarantee, Hai City will set off a commercial storm."

Shen Dong genuinely had a headache as he looked sidelong at Kang Yue, "Can’t you keep personal preferences separate from work?"

"Oh my god?" Kang Yue’s eyes widened in astonishment.

She drew a circle above her head with her finger, puzzled, "Are you really back from...? Mr. Zhou is the strongest influencer since the new millennium. Do those young idols dare to advocate in public ’not to follow Korean trends, Huaxia style is the coolest’?"

Shen Dong was not a fan, nor did he understand Kang Yue’s enthusiasm.

However, considering Mr. Zhou’s popularity had indeed been on fire for twenty years, Shen Dong hesitated, "He’s already popular now, are you confident you can invite him?"

"It’s tough, but definitely not as shameless as those young idols who ask for hundreds of millions just like that." Kang Yue said it was difficult, but her eyes were brimming with bubbling excitement.

Speaking of hundreds of millions, Shen Dong was also curious.

He slung one leg over the seat, turning sideways to face Kang Yue, "What are you marketers thinking, spending tens of millions to hundreds of millions to hire a star? Can you really make that money back?"