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"Invasion of the Namek Star's perverted aliens, huh?" In a high-rise apartment, Chen Wuyou, dressed in a star-patterned nightgown, opened the door to let a few people in. Upon seeing Yang Xiaoyou, she maintained her usual expressionless face and spoke flatly.
Chen Wuyou, who seemed to have just woken up in her pajamas, had a slightly dazed look in her eyes. One button on her nightgown was undone, revealing a hint of white skin that was quite alluring.
Hearing such a strange nickname made Yang Xiaoyou twitch her mouth slightly. Previously, she had been referred to as a shut-in, a loser, or a rice worm, but now it seemed like a new variation had emerged, likely influenced by the series of events in Tokyo.
However, despite fully recognizing her own behavior, only this Big Sister could treat her with such unwavering attitude.
"I've come to invade Earth," Yang Xiaoyou replied with a roll of her eyes, which made Huang Ling stifle a laugh beside her.
Through their interactions during this time, she had gotten a better grasp of her sister's personality.
On the other side, Chen Hao obediently kept his mouth shut, showing no intention of helping Yang Xiaoyou. Having been constantly tormented by his older sister, he had developed some psychological scars.
"Xiao You is here too! Haha, welcome! Your parents are really busy," said Chen Hao's Father with a smile after they passed the guardian at the door and finally entered the living room.
The two elderly people sitting on the sofa were chatting together. They looked at Yang Xiaoyou with warmth in their eyes, inviting her to eat some fruit while reminiscing about how she used to look when they first met her. It felt like just yesterday that she was still so small.
Facing the elders, Yang Xiaoyou put on her most obedient and charming expression. This made Chen Wuyou roll her eyes in exasperation.
"By the way, Sister Wu You, where's your Boss?" After chatting for a while with the elderly and Chen Father, Yang Xiaoyou found an opportunity to quietly ask Chen Wuyou, who still had no intention of changing clothes.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, she received a playful smack on the head that made her rub the spot where she was hit.
"She's also a Namekian," Yang Xiaoyou mumbled while rubbing her head. It was clear that Chen Wuyou didn't want to share any information about Dream Butterfly with her.
"I can tell you if you accompany me outside later," said Chen Wuyou, suddenly sizing up Yang Xiaoyou from head to toe.
Feeling that gaze made Yang Xiaoyou shiver slightly. She then chuckled awkwardly and said, "Maybe I'll pass; it’s more suitable for me to take Chen Hao along."
Without a doubt, Chen Wuyou's figure and looks could attract a horde of crazed admirers. Even her sharp tongue couldn't deter this fact; in fact, it even attracted quite a few with peculiar tastes.
In her daily life, she often used Chen Hao as a shield to deal with troublesome situations. After all, Chen Hao was quite capable himself and wasn't afraid of any sudden attacks. Plus, he could escort her as well. However, this time, she didn't expect the attention to turn towards herself.
Just after finishing up, Yang Xiaoyou noticed Chen Hao constantly giving her meaningful glances. She could tell from the way he occasionally looked at Huang Ling that he seemed eager to spend time with his new girlfriend.
"Cough, what's going on here?" Seeing the situation unfold, Yang Xiaoyou felt compelled to check on the poor guy and asked aloud.
"Just securing some sponsorship. I have shares in the company I'm working for now. Some things need my personal involvement," Chen Wuyou replied without hesitation.
"Oh, I thought it was another one of those times when you got someone else to take the blame for you. But it's just sponsorship; why do I need to go?" Yang Xiaoyou said, feeling a bit relieved but still puzzled.
Upon hearing Yang Xiaoyou's words, Chen Wuyou glanced around before leaning closer to whisper in her ear, "That sponsor is a perverted old man; it's due to the company's connections."
Feeling the warm breath against her ear and the slight touch from his leaning in made Yang Xiaoyou feel somewhat speechless; it seemed she looked too harmless.
"Connections? Wasn't the Yongxing Society in Jiangsu and Shanghai dismantled? It caused quite a stir not long ago," Yang Xiaoyou remarked, surprised.
After a high-profile incident involving the Minister of National Defense and State Affairs, the once sizable organized crime group known as Yongxing Society had become a thing of the past.
However, she understood that entertainment companies needed certain connections in some aspects.
"It's nowhere near what Yongxing used to be. But since Yongxing disbanded, they've absorbed some of its influence in Shanghai. Their current standing has improved significantly. Plus, that perverted old man is cunning; he doesn't meddle in many industries but keeps his focus on entertainment. The company is just trying to secure his sponsorship by letting him invest—it's not like they need you for much," Chen Wuyou explained briefly before pulling Yang Xiaoyou closer by wrapping an arm around her neck, showing signs of impatience as he urged her to decide.
"Can I not go? Seriously, sending you to deal with someone like that makes me think whoever arranged this isn't well-intentioned," Yang Xiaoyou complained while realizing she couldn't just leave it alone.
"This is my classmate's company, and I've invested in it too. Alright, let me go change," Chen Wuyou said after hearing Yang Xiaoyou agree, flashing a grin.
He then leaned in and gave her cheek a quick peck. "A little reward for you—consider it a bargain."
Although he made such a gesture, his expression still appeared somewhat indifferent.
"Tch, how annoying," Yang Xiaoyou muttered under her breath as she watched him turn away and wave at her. After all these years of knowing each other, there was no room for any other thoughts at this moment.
On the other side, Chen Hao shot a grateful glance at Yang Xiaoyou; otherwise, he would have been the one caught in this predicament.
The chill of February lingered in the air. For ordinary companies, the Spring Festival holiday had already ended, and foot traffic on the streets was gradually returning to normal levels.
Stepping out of a convertible sports car, Chen Wuyou, dressed in professional attire, caught the attention of many. Her outfit exuded both intellect and sensuality, accentuating her graceful figure.
"Here, save this number. If we can't reach an agreement later, I'll give you a signal, and you can find a chance to send a text. My friend will call you then; it's too obvious if I do it myself," she casually said after passing a number to Yang Xiaoyou, who was slowly unbuckling her seatbelt.
"Got it," Yang Xiaoyou mumbled, quickly finishing the apple in her hand. Chen Wuyou was aware of her own capabilities, but clearly, in today's fast-paced society, sheer strength often wasn't enough in many situations. She followed along more to prevent any complications than anything else.
After learning about the recent developments of their company's 'underworld' sponsor from Chen Wuyou, Yang Xiaoyou began to ponder whether the Common Unity Party and other organizations might absorb some of the forces left behind by the disbanded Yongxing Society in the Jiangsu and Shanghai region.
It's important to note that while the visible power of the Yongxing Society wasn't particularly strong, their influence in the underworld had once been significant enough to stand toe-to-toe with the Common Unity Party in Jiangsu and Shanghai.
Violence is never the best solution but is often the most direct one. In certain situations, it can yield surprising results. The factions that once scraped by in this territory would still show some respect; they wouldn't want to offend lightly.
With such a faction disbanded, only a crucial part had been captured. The rest—those on the run or already at the bottom—would scatter easily. Once the dust settled, they could be absorbed by other forces or simply split into several factions.
As she contemplated these issues, Chen Wuyou tugged at him, leading him toward the large building ahead.
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