Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Chapter 975: If They Object, Just Say My Name

Star Sky Entertainment is a company she founded herself, not Feng Huaijin’s.Speaking of the devil, the devil appears.

Just as Su Li finished speaking, Zhou Yitian showed Su Li the phone and shrugged, saying, "Boss, it’s a call from Mr. Feng."

Seeing the contact name Tuanzi changed for her on the phone as "Darling," Su Li’s lips curled up slightly and instinctively.

Holding the phone, Su Li sat beside Zhou Yitian, who was carrying a briefcase, while the driver in front was driving towards the agreed location.

Su Li proactively said, "I have a business dinner tonight."

Feng Huaijin’s low laugh was transmitted over the radio, with an intriguing tone, "President Su is even busier than me now, never see your shadow all day long."

Su Li tsked twice, softly protesting, "I’m not as busy as you."

Su Li pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Qi asked me to guess why you’re calling."

Feng Huaijin rested one hand on the armrest, his handsome face deepening with a pampering smile, and cooperated playfully, "Okay, so why do you think I’m calling?"

Su Li sneaked a laugh, drawling, "Because... because you miss me?"

Feng Huaijin slightly raised his eyebrows, "Is that your only guess?"

"Isn’t it?"

Feng Huaijin picked up a cup of water beside him, took a sip, and replied lightly, "If I had to call you every time I missed you, your phone would be connected to me 24/7."

Su Li couldn’t help but hold her face and laugh secretly, her sweet, girlish laughter contrasting with her smart little business suit.

The young driver, secretary, and Zhou Yitian in the same car couldn’t help but shiver, as single folks couldn’t understand this kind of chatter.

Su Li giggled, "Mr. Qi is inviting me to go out tomorrow, right?"

Tomorrow marked the three-month anniversary of their relationship.

Turns out, not only did she remember, but even Feng Huaijin hadn’t forgotten.

Feng Huaijin’s ear felt slightly hot, and his thin lips released a sentence: "Su Li, you’re the one who couldn’t help hinting to me, so I’ll oblige."

That day, when Su Li came out of Grandpa’s house with a bottle of juice from the basement wine cellar, he knew.

When Su Li heard this, the veins on her forehead twitched lightly. Feng Huaijin started again.

The driver softly reminded, "President Su, we’re about to arrive."

Feng Huaijin deepened his voice, speaking to Su Li, "Hand the phone to Zhou Yitian."

Zhou Yitian took the phone and listened to something, his expression becoming serious and strange, nodding repeatedly, "Okay, Mr. Feng."

Once the call ended, Zhou Yitian let out a long sigh.

"Boss, Mr. Feng just called to notify me to ensure the dinner ends by 8:30 pm. He will personally pick you up. Also, you... can’t get drunk."

Zhou Yitian made a miserable face, exchanging a glance with the male secretary seated in front, pitifully saying, "Mr. Feng’s meaning is... if you get drunk, he will trouble the two of us."

The boss, Mr. Feng cares too much; we’re just small fries, Feng Huaijin wouldn’t hesitate to deal with us.

Su Li sympathetically looked at the young male secretary named Yang and Zhou Yitian, saying, "I’ll try not to get drunk. Actually, I have a high alcohol tolerance."

Su Li took her phone and looked down to see Feng Huaijin had sent another WeChat message, uneasy: "Su Li, no drinking allowed, let Zhou Yitian and them drink for you."

[Feng Huaijin: If they’re dissatisfied, just report my name.]