Wang Dakui never would have imagined that just after he offered a price of thirty-five yuan per kilo for Wang Xiaoqiang's vegetables, within half an hour, Maxim had quoted Wang Xiaoqiang a price of forty.

The reason was simple: the salads made from Wang Xiaoqiang's vegetables were incredibly good. Of course, by saying "good," it wasn't just Maxim's wishful thinking, but the response from customers who greatly enjoyed it. Even though the restaurant kept raising the price of the salads, they still attracted a large number of customers.

The last batch of over three hundred kilos of vegetables that Wang Xiaoqiang personally delivered was already sold out, and Maxim was anxiously going around in circles.

When Wang Xiaoqiang and Xia Mi arrived at Maxim Western Restaurant, Maxim requested an increase in supply and to shorten each delivery time to five days. Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Old Ma, well, I need to think about that. Right now, the company's vegetable output isn't that high, and I still have to supply other hotels..."

This time, the Frenchman didn't get angry at Wang Xiaoqiang's way of addressing him and simply ignored it, but he was rather eager as he blurted out, "I'll raise the price for you, forty yuan per kilo, alright?"

"Okay then, but the increase in supply won't be much, let's do eight hundred kilos every five days," Wang Xiaoqiang said as he spread his hands, seeing that the Frenchman looked ready to argue.

Xia Mi found Wang Xiaoqiang's way of addressing the Frenchman both curious and amusing. She had never heard someone address a foreigner like that because it was impolite, but it seemed that Wang Xiaoqiang had done it more than once, and the Frenchman wasn't angry about it.

Qiao Hui found Zhong Ping and repeatedly begged her to mediate, asking her to request Wang Xiaoqiang to treat Qiao Zhi's illness. This put Zhong Ping in a tough spot, but seeing Qiao Hui's almost pleading tone, she had to call Wang Xiaoqiang and see what he thought.

When Zhong Ping made the call, Wang Xiaoqiang and Xia Mi had just had lunch and were taking a break. They planned to visit a few more Western restaurants in the afternoon, so Wang Xiaoqiang didn't go back, and instead, they rested at Xia Mi's rented apartment.

Though Xia Mi's rented apartment was not big, having only one bedroom and a living room, it was fully equipped. The air conditioner was running, Xia Mi was sleeping in the bedroom, and Wang Xiaoqiang was lying on the sofa in the living room.

Suddenly the phone rang. Wang Xiaoqiang took it out and saw a call from Zhong Ping, which took him by surprise, and he immediately answered:

"Hello, Sister Ping."

"Little Qiang, where are you right now..."

"I'm in the Provincial Capital, is there something you need, Sister Ping..."

"How could you be in the Provincial Capital and not come to visit my house?" Zhong Ping playfully scolded.

"Uh, sorry, Sister Ping, I've been too busy and forgot..."

"Then come over tonight, come have dinner at my house,"

"Tonight?... Sister Ping, is it convenient?" Wang Xiaoqiang hesitated to say.

"Psh, what's inconvenient about it? I've already told you, my house is your house too, everything's provided."

"Alright then," Wang Xiaoqiang said as he was about to hang up, but then he heard Zhong Ping say weakly, "Little Qiang, there's something I have to tell you. Actually, I'm calling you because a friend has asked me to. She, she hopes to meet you, she has something to ask of you..."

Since Zhong Ping regarded Wang Xiaoqiang as a younger brother, she wouldn't deceive him; she was upfront about everything. Hearing Zhong Ping say this, Wang Xiaoqiang replied, "That's alright, your friend is my friend too, let's meet tonight..."

Just as Wang Xiaoqiang hung up the phone, Xia Mi had already walked out of the bedroom, her tone a bit sour, "Wow, Boss Wang, when did you get a 'god-sister' who even provides food and lodging..."

"Don't talk nonsense, our relationship is very pure..."

"Even real brothers and sisters aren't that pure these days, let alone 'god-siblings'..."

"What? Are you jealous?"

"Psh, why would I be jealous? You're not my man..."

"That settles it, hey, Xia Mi, isn't your sofa too soft? My neck is sore from sleeping on it for a bit..." Wang Xiaoqiang rubbed his neck, not quite used to sleeping on the sofa.

"Hey, boss, I'm working for you, you know. You're sleeping at your employee's place and still finding fault with it. You're something else. With all your money, why don't you buy a place in the Provincial Capital?" Xia Mi gave Wang Xiaoqiang a sideways glance.

"Hmm? Xia Mi... you've given me a good reminder; it looks like I do need to buy a place in the Provincial Capital," Wang Xiaoqiang twisted his neck, feigning a look of pain, "Ouch, that hurts, Xia Mi, give me a massage, will you..."

Xia Mi knelt down to massage her boss's neck... "Hey, boss, where are you thinking of buying a property? You might as well just buy a villa..."

"Yeah, what do you think?"

"The Fuchun Residence villas by the river aren't bad, you know. They're close to the city center but still a peaceful place amidst the hustle and bustle..."

"Hmm..." As her tender hands kneaded his skin, Wang Xiaoqiang felt sleepiness creeping in, "That's not a bad idea..."

"Hey, boss, I'm the only one in our company without a dorm. What's your plan about this?"

"Zzz..." In response to Xia Mi was a snore.

"You lazy pig..." Xia Mi was both amused and a little annoyed. She raised her hand to smack him on the shoulder but stopped halfway as she saw he was really asleep; she didn't have the heart to wake him.

After confirming a few clients at Western restaurants that afternoon, Wang Xiaoqiang rushed to Zhong Ping's house. He left the delivery truck with Xia Mi and took a taxi to Sister Ping's place.

Upon arriving at the Zhong Family house, Wang Xiaoqiang sensed something was off. The woman he had encountered outside the Dihao Hotel Royal Hall before was sitting in the living room of the Zhong Family residence.

However, unlike the last time, this woman seemed to have lost all her imperiousness and restrained her sharp edges. A woman who appeared very domineering now seemed like a tame female servant. Wang Xiaoqiang could clearly tell her subservient manner was deliberately put on.

Zhong Ping held Wang Xiaoqiang's hand with a somewhat guilty look, fearing his reaction upon seeing Qiao Hui. After seating him on the living room sofa, seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang wasn't angry but simply startled, Zhong Ping introduced, "Little Qiang, let me introduce you, this is Miss Qiao..."

"Just call me Qiao Hui!" Qiao Hui said with a faint smile, appearing very enthusiastic as if she had never met Wang Xiaoqiang before.

However, Wang Xiaoqiang had not forgotten what happened last time. This woman was Qiao Xiaotian's sister, and facing his enemy's sister, he naturally wouldn't show a pleasant face, and he was somewhat surprised by the relationship between Zhong Ping and this woman. How was Zhong Ping connected to the Qiao Family?

"Mr. Wang, I truly am sorry about what happened last time. Now, on behalf of my unscrupulous brother, I would like to offer an apology for the harm he caused you and your friends. I think I should try to make amends..."

"No need, it's unnecessary. Just make sure he doesn't bother my friends anymore..." Wang Xiaoqiang replied coldly.

At his words, Qiao Hui hesitated, then caught her breath and continued, "Mr. Wang really is a magnanimous man. Last time, I took your advice and gave him a stern talking-to after I returned..."

"That's your family's business, it's nothing to do with me..." Wang Xiaoqiang waved his hand dismissively.

Even though the woman before him was beautiful, sexy, and alluring, the thought of her having a beastly brother made Wang Xiaoqiang unwilling to exchange another word with her.

Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang's aversion to her and his blunt attitude, Qiao Hui realized the conversation could not proceed further and turned her gaze to Zhong Ping.

Zhong Ping said, "Little Qiang, dinner's ready. Why don't we eat and talk..."

Wang Xiaoqiang nodded, indicating he had no objections.

As the meal was served, Qiao Hui lowered her stance, toasting Wang Xiaoqiang with a glass. Her wild, seductive eyes kept sending covert glances, revealing a subtlety of flirtation. Her technique in batting eyelashes was quite unique, making it hard for others to realize what she was doing, even though it was skillful and alluring. But Wang Xiaoqiang was unmoved.

Against her repeated toasts, he only briefly raised his glass, acting as if Qiao Hui did not exist.

Zhong Ping, seeing Wang Xiaoqiang immune to Qiao Hui's beauty, admired him all the more. After all, Qiao Hui was known for her beauty in the Provincial Capital with the nickname "Big Qiao." Countless men in the city lost sleep over her, and wealthy businessmen and noble young masters from the Capital City came chasing after her like they were chasing stars.

And yet, even when such a woman threw herself at Wang Xiaoqiang, he remained unmoved and composed.

Good brother!

Zhong Ping couldn't help but praise him.

Throughout the meal, Qiao Hui cast the most flirtatious glances of her life, but failed to get any closer to Wang Xiaoqiang or find an opportunity to speak. This frustrated her greatly.

Not long ago, they were enemies, and now she needed his help. To speak out would be too abrupt, and with Wang Xiaoqiang's current demeanor, he definitely would not agree. Qiao Hui was a smart woman; she wouldn't embarrass herself.

After the meal, Qiao Hui sighed helplessly as she stood up to take her leave and cast a pleading look at Zhong Ping, hoping she would bring up the matter after her departure.

Zhong Ping nodded to indicate she would persuade Wang Xiaoqiang.

After Qiao Hui left, Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but say, "Sister Ping, how come you also have dealings with the Qiao Family?"

Seeing the displeased look on Wang Xiaoqiang's face, Zhong Ping sighed and said, "Little Qiang, when you're in the martial world, things are beyond your control. You know how the Qiao Family has their hands over everything in the Provincial Capital. I have to establish relations with the Qiao Family to break into the market there.

Luckily, I haven't sacrificed anything in the Qiao Family, and Qiao Hui... she's rather decent..."

"Qiao Hui is okay, but her brother is no good at all. I don't know if she told you, but last time at the Dihao Hotel, he mistreated a female lobby manager. It just so happened that I was there; otherwise, that manager would have been miserable..."

"You're talking about Qiao Xiaotian. He's just a spoiled brat. I can imagine..." Having heard about the unpleasant incident from Qiao Hui, Zhong Ping found it hard to persuade Wang Xiaoqiang when he was being so particular.

"All right, Little Qiang, it's rare for us siblings to get together, so let's not talk about those unpleasant things. I'll have the maid draw you a bath. Why don't you take a shower and stay over tonight?"

No matter how he heard it, there seemed to be a suggestive tone to her words, which made Wang Xiaoqiang uncomfortable... "Sister Ping, I, I'd better sleep outside..."

"You don't have a place in the Provincial Capital, where will you sleep? Don't tell me you're going out to find a woman..." Zhong Ping gave Wang Xiaoqiang a playful look, full of allure.

Wang Xiaoqiang's heart thumped uncontrollably. He could only say, "Sister, you think too highly of me. I don't have the talent for finding women."

"Hehe, what a good little brother!"

As the light outside the glass window gradually dimmed, the bath was ready. Wang Xiaoqiang headed to the bathroom and saw the large shower area with a big bathtub filled with warm water, featuring a shower head that was part of a hot spring.

Wang Xiaoqiang hadn't experienced this before and upon lying down, he realized it was indeed extraordinary. The numerous shower heads felt like a woman's hands caressing his body, providing comfort while also arousing fanciful thoughts.

One tends to entertain fanciful thoughts in the bathroom, especially men.

Lying there with his eyes closed, Wang Xiaoqiang felt comfortable all over, but images of Zhong Ping's voluptuous figure suddenly appeared in his mind unbidden.

Times had changed. In the past, he was green and knew only to admire women from afar. Ever since his encounter with Li Xianghong in the Hummer, having savored the flavor, he came to realize the wonders of a woman, particularly a voluptuous one.

Wang Xiaoqiang dared not think further as the energies of the Five Elements Spiritual Spring were gathering in his lower abdomen, causing a significant physical reaction.

Deep breaths, deep breaths, finally, he calmed the heat within his body. Not daring to soak for long, he dried himself off and put on the bathrobe prepared by Zhong Ping. He came out to see that the maid wasn't in the living room. The bright lights were off, leaving only two wall lamps casting a dim, yellow light. Under the soft glow, Zhong Ping stood in front of the sofa wearing a house dress.

Despite its looseness, it couldn't conceal her voluptuous and graceful figure, particularly her full and fair legs, which were mostly exposed under the light, shining with a sickly white sheen. Zhong Ping saw Wang Xiaoqiang come out, smiled gently at him, and asked, "Are you done with your shower?"

"Yes, I'm done," Wang Xiaoqiang replied, feeling somewhat unnatural, "Sister Ping, if there's nothing else, I'm going to bed..."

"Don't rush to bed just yet. I have something to tell you..." Zhong Ping gestured to the sofa, indicating for Wang Xiaoqiang to come over and sit down. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to vote with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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