Street Hustler and His Policewoman Wife

Chapter 225 225: Fiery Eyes, Words That Hit the Mark

In the study.

Guo Qing was describing the development plan he had prepared to Guo Zhengchang.

Chen Xiao listened silently on the side.

It was unclear how much time had passed, but Guo Qing finished his description, eagerly awaiting Guo Zhengchang's evaluation.

"Not bad, but it could be more detailed. Also, I just read these newspapers; it seems Chen Xiao, you've made a great impression on the Shencheng City officials this time!"

Guo Zhengchang smiled.

Guo Qing also smiled awkwardly and said, "I didn't expect the results to be so good. Today, almost all major media in Shencheng City mentioned Dragon Cauldron in their reports."

"Things just turned out to be coincidentally beneficial for us," Chen Xiao said with a smile.

Guo Zhengchang pondered for a moment, "Everything seems like a coincidence, but in reality, it's also your ability and confidence that made it happen. No other talent in any field could have created such a huge advertising effect for Dragon Cauldron in such a short time."

"It's just like Guo Qing's previous idea; if it were to be implemented, everyone would know Dragon Cauldron is just putting on a show. The people of Shencheng City might give face and say it's good, but if not, they'd be tearing us apart for exploiting others."

"But now, Chen Xiao solved the case, and not only solved it, but also reduced the time from three days to one. Even if all the people in Shencheng City think we're using this opportunity to boost our reputation, it's okay. They might even hope President Chen remains in Shencheng City."

"In that case, if anything happens in Shencheng City, people won't have to worry because there's talent here!"

Guo Zhengchang analyzed and then looked at Guo Qing, "Honestly, your ideas aren't that terrible in the business sense. But compared to Chen Xiao's, it's a difference between night and day. You achieve your goals in secrecy, fearing that people will find out everything is your plan."

"But Chen Xiao is different. He acts openly, and even though countless people know he has personal motives, they still respect him wholeheartedly."

Guo Qing nodded firmly, "So, after seeing Chen Xiao's interview reports, I truly admire him from the bottom of my heart. And, uncle, since coming to Shencheng City, I suddenly realized the future potential here is immense; I can't even imagine the profits!"

"So now, I utterly admire Chen Xiao's foresight!"

Guo Qing's words carried excitement, while Guo Zhengchang was calm, "Why be so surprised? Haven't we already seen Chen Xiao's foresight firsthand?"

"That's true, so President Chen… how about you take charge of the business in Shencheng City?" Guo Qing grinned.

Chen Xiao was not opposed to the title of President Chen, but still replied without hesitation:

"I'd rather lie back earning money peacefully; sleepless nights earning money isn't my ideal!"

Guo Qing gave a wry smile, and Guo Zhengchang regretfully commented, "What a pity; your aspirations aren't in the business realm!"

Chen Xiao just smiled without saying much, as Guo Zhengchang continued to confirm the next direction, and the three left the study together.

Back in the hall, the three noticed Zhao Xiaoyu still writing and drawing in the courtyard.

The three approached silently, and Guo Zhengchang laughed, "This little girl's handwriting is quite ugly."

"Haha, it needs correction! Such a pretty girl should have dainty handwriting; tomorrow, I'll buy her several large stacks of calligraphy practice sheets!"

Chen Xiao remained silent.

He quietly observed Zhao Xiaoyu's handwriting, gradually squinting his eyes.

"Xiaoyu, did you learn these characters in kindergarten?"

Zhao Xiaoyu shook her head, "No, many were taught by my dad. He says the same as grandpa always does—my handwriting is ugly. Is it ugly? Not at all!"

Chen Xiao laughed and pointed at Guo Qing, "It is ugly, so tomorrow let that uncle bring you some practice sheets; you need to practice more."

"I don't want to, boo hoo... I don't want to; I'm just bored—I don't love writing!"

Guo Zhengchang seemed fond of Zhao Xiaoyu and took her hand, saying:

"Then let's not write; come… grandpa will take you to watch TV."

Zhao Xiaoyu promptly grabbed Guo Zhengchang and ran.

Guo Qing glanced, took out a cigarette for himself, and softly said, "Thanks, Chen Xiao."

"Honestly, calling me by my name sounds better than calling me brother."

"Alright, in the future, I won't bother being formal with you."

Chen Xiao nodded, as Guo Qing exhaled smoke and continued, "What are your plans for the next few days?"

"Let's stroll around together; Dragon Cauldron needs me as a representative for the short term. Also, your strategy can be implemented now; let's get some media coverage."

"I understand; I'll pick you up early tomorrow and take you around Shencheng City first. Then, in the evening we'll attend some banquets together."

"No problem." Chen Xiao nodded again.

Guo Qing said no more, and the two quietly waited in the courtyard.

Before long, Zhao Xiaoyu became sleepy, prompting Chen Xiao to take her and leave Guo Qing's place.

After returning, Chen Xiao dropped Zhao Xiaoyu off with Lin Yao, then went to his room to video chat with Lin Xi.

As soon as the camera turned on, Lin Xi blushed terribly on the other side of the video.

Chen Xiao wasn't sure why she was embarrassed, but he thought Lin Xi's evening wear looked very nice.

The couple didn't know how long they talked; eventually, they had to end reluctantly as Lin Xi had to go to work early.

That night, Chen Xiao had a sweet dream.

If it hadn't been for Guo Qing's phone call early the next morning, he might have slept a bit longer.

After meeting Guo Qing, Chen Xiao wandered around Shencheng City.

Each day was the same: exploring Shencheng City's market during the day and attending banquets at night.

After a week, Chen Xiao inadvertently became familiar with quite a few influential figures in Shencheng City.

However, today, Chen Xiao canceled all banquets to visit Xie Wensheng's home.

Since the conclusion of Jiang Anguang's case, Xie Wensheng had invited multiple times.

Chen Xiao found it hard to refuse, not wanting to keep declining. Coincidentally, several days of banquets had left him somewhat tired.

Bringing some gifts, Chen Xiao entered Xie Wensheng's house.

Xie lived in a three-bedroom apartment, not particularly big nor small.

Inside, two children reading books politely greeted Chen Xiao upon seeing him.

Xie Wensheng's wife was very enthusiastic, talking much more than Xie Wensheng.

Seeing his wife went to the kitchen to slice some braised beef to pair with their drinks, Xie Wensheng spoke:

"I went to the hospital today."

Chen Xiao's chopsticks, reaching for a dish, paused in mid-air.

After a moment's hesitation, Chen Xiao asked:

"What did the doctor say?"

Xie Wensheng, calm and even giving a thumbs up, said, "The old doctor's sharp eyes—spot on. A brain tumor, requires surgery."

Chen Xiao was at a loss for words, as Xie Wensheng looked up with a smile, "When I got the results today, I broke down multiple times, but now I feel okay."

"What's the success rate of the surgery?"

"Not very high, and even if my life is spared after surgery, I won't be able to serve as a detective anymore."

Saying this, Xie Wensheng couldn't help but show a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

Looking again towards the kitchen where his wife was busy, and the two considerate children helping out, his eyes showed full of guilt and reluctance.

But soon, he smiled broadly, "Alright, let's not talk about this; after we eat, let's go somewhere together, okay?"

Chen Xiao merely smiled and replied with one word: "Alright!"