Stolen Life of the Poor Girl, Top Luxury Family's Group Favor

Chapter 93

"Of course, of course I can, but how, how do you know Young Master Sheng? Xiaoshu, where are you now?" Liu Meng's words were somewhat incoherent due to her excitement.

Zhou Xiaoshu quickly said, "I don't know him personally, it was Li Xiaoya who introduced us."

Upon hearing this, Liu Meng was suddenly filled with respect.

What kind of background did that child have?

"So, so what did Young Master Sheng mean..." Liu Meng calmed down a bit, thinking she should get the details straight.

Zhou Xiaoshu hurriedly expressed Sheng Yuxiao's general meaning, and finally said, "Mom, you should call dad and tell him."

Li Xiaoya and Sheng Yuxiao both glanced at her.

"She's quite thoughtful," Sheng Yuxiao said in a low voice, leaning towards Li Xiaoya's ear.

Li Xiaoya nodded in agreement.

Liu Meng on the other end of the phone was also quite trusting. Most mothers wouldn't believe what their daughter had just said, but she believed it without a doubt. After hanging up, she immediately called her husband without a second thought.

This Mr. Zhou of the Dream Creation Game was in a meeting at the time.

The "President Liu" he mentioned was also present.

This game company was started by Mr. Zhou during his university years. He himself was the founder, and President Liu was his first investor, self-proclaimed "talent scout," and now a major shareholder in the company.

Apart from President Liu, there was another major shareholder known as President Xiao.

President Xiao flipped through the documents in front of him and looked up, saying, "Zhou Qiang, I think we might as well just cut this project team altogether."

"It's been dragging on for nearly two years now. These things have a time sensitivity to them. In two years, the market trends will be completely different. It's time to cut our losses!" President Xiao said, shaking his head.

Zhou General, pressing down on his frantically vibrating pocket, said with a stern face, "Time sensitivity? Is time sensitivity when our competitors start copying our project? This thing won't be outdated for four or five years!"

President Xiao also looked helpless: "Making games has always been like this. We establish seven or eight projects at the same time, try a bit of everything, cast a wide net, then wait for market feedback. If competitors do it, we have to do something similar too."

"So, you don't need to dwell on this one. Recently, our competitors' shooting games have been very popular, we could make one of those. Ancient style xianxia games are not bad either. Why be so fixated on this one?"

"Let's cut it," President Xiao said those three words again.

President Liu finally chimed in slowly: "Cut what? I fully support this project!"

He continued, "President Xiao, you may not know, but our Zhou General has actually connected with the Qin family. I'm not sure if Zhou General is too shy to ask for help, or if there's some other reason, but this connection hasn't been utilized yet."

Zhou General's face subtly darkened: "What connections are you talking about?"

"Look at this, what are you saying? Surely your wife wouldn't lie?" President Liu chided.

President Xiao was confused: "What do you mean connected with the Qin family? When did this happen?"

President Liu smiled and said, "I don't know when it happened either, we'd have to ask Zhou General about that."

Zhou General had a fire building in his chest, but he couldn't lose his temper right then and there.

Just then...

To avoid the situation from escalating further, and to control his own emotions, Zhou General took out his phone and said, "I need to take a call."

He thought to himself that anyone calling right now would be good.

Even if it was a delivery man.

He walked to the window, looked down at his phone, and realized it was his wife.

Zhou General's expression immediately became more complex. If he had to say, this trouble also started because of her loose lips, boasting about everything!

He was angry that she spoke without thinking, daring to show off about anything! But then he thought better of it. After all, that's what he liked about her back then, beautiful and naive without scheming.

"Hello," he answered, "What's the matter?"

"Young Master Sheng wants to see you," Liu Meng said hurriedly.

"Who?"

"Young Master Sheng."

"Which Young Master Sheng?" Zhou General stared at a bird that had stopped outside the window, his gaze becoming a bit unfocused.

Hearing such a key word, President Xiao and President Liu both turned their heads to look at him.

On the other end of the phone, Liu Meng was puzzled.

She thought to herself, isn't he usually quite smart? Why is his reaction exactly the same as mine!

"It's Sheng Yuxiao! Which other Young Master Sheng could it be? He wants to see you! And he asked you to bring your game proposal!" Liu Meng shouted into the phone.

"You..." Are you not lying to me?

Zhou General didn't finish his question.

Because his wife didn't have the guts to make up so many top-tier connections in one go.

But this matter was indeed outrageous!

Just yesterday it was Young Master Qin, how did it suddenly become Young Master Sheng today?

"I got it," Zhou General closed his eyes briefly, "Where are we meeting? What time?"

"Seven o'clock, at Rongxiang Restaurant."

Zhou General looked at the time, it wasn't long from now. He put away his phone without having time to carefully consider the truth or falsehood of this matter.

"Something very important has come up suddenly, I'm sorry President Liu, President Xiao, let's continue this meeting tomorrow." Zhou General didn't dare to stop his steps, hurriedly heading towards the door.

President Liu asked loudly: "What did you just say on the phone about Young Master Sheng..."

Zhou General pretended not to hear, closing the glass door behind him.

Meanwhile, Li Xiaoya said goodbye to Zhou Xiaoshu and went with Sheng Yuxiao to the mall to buy a phone first.

"I thought your grandfather would buy it for you. If I had known, I would have bought it for you a couple of days ago," Sheng Yuxiao frowned.

"Grandfather gave me two cards with a lot of money in them," Li Xiaoya said.

"That's good then," Sheng Yuxiao's brow finally relaxed.

He then added with a sigh, "Ms. Xu said we shouldn't do everything for you and not leave room for your family to contribute. Otherwise, they might feel that you're closer to outsiders, and psychologically they'll feel a gap with you. That's not good."

Otherwise, the first thing upon returning to the city would have been to fully equip Li Xiaoya from head to toe.

"Ms. Xu?" Li Xiaoya asked.

"My mom," Sheng Yuxiao replied.

"Oh."

"My mom's full name is Xu Qiulai. When she was born, the courtyard was full of falling maple leaves, autumn had arrived."

It's a very nice name, Li Xiaoya remembered another person's name.

The two of them quickly picked out a phone.

However, because Li Xiaoya was a minor, she needed a guardian to provide identification to get a SIM card. So for now, Sheng Yuxiao took out a card from his own phone and gave it to her.

"I have an extra one here, you can use it for now," Sheng Yuxiao instructed her, "You can call home now and tell them you won't be back for dinner."

Li Xiaoya nodded.

At this time, Wei Lin was standing at the school gate, waiting and waiting, until he finally couldn't help but go back to the classroom to check.

Now he could be sure -

If she wasn't taken away by Qin Sui, then she must have been taken by Sheng Yuxiao!

To avoid getting hit by the old man's cane again when he got back, Wei Lin quickly called home.

It's not that I'm useless, it's that the enemy is too unreasonable!

As soon as the call connected, Wei Xuanming spoke first: "Still at school? No need to pick up Xiaoya, come back."

Wei Lin was stunned. The little girl had already informed the old man.

She really didn't leave any chance for tattling.

"Yes, is the young miss with Young Master Sheng again?" Wei Lin asked deliberately.

Wei Xuanming's voice carried a hint of a smile: "She said she's discussing business."

Wei Lin's mouth twitched.

Seven years old.

Discussing business?

What nonsense.

Even if she was a genius, it wouldn't be like this!

At most, she might be doing some "buy low, sell high" stuff like selling bags before.

Has the old man really gotten so old that he's clinging to family affection to this extent? Believing everything Li Xiaoya says?

On the other side, in the old man's Suzhou-style Garden, another gust of cold wind carrying snowflakes swept through the courtyard.

"Xiaoya's not coming back?" Wei Wenjuan said awkwardly.

They had calculated everything but hadn't anticipated that Li Xiaoya wouldn't come back for dinner.

Wei Wenjuan didn't look at his father's expression, hurriedly saying, "Then Wenqing and I will leave first."

Wei Xuanming moved his lips, but in the end didn't say anything, waving his hand for the bodyguards to see them out.

The place quickly returned to silence.

So silent that the snowflakes falling on their faces stung.

The servants felt that the air seemed to have become heavier, their noses felt icy cold, and their minds went numb.

...This family seems like it can't do without the young miss! They thought.