"Hey! Boss, what’s up? It’s noisy over here, so you’ll have to speak up!"

Hearing the noise, Fang Chenyi simply shouted into the phone at Wei Yilong:

"Yilong! You brat, get over to my place right now! I have something important I need you to handle!"

On the other end of the line, Wei Yilong was stunned. He was the general manager of the construction site. ’What could possibly be more important than this super-project worth nearly a trillion yuan??’

But after a moment’s hesitation, he immediately handed the stack of documents in his hands to a nearby assistant. He then jogged back to his Mengshi military vehicle, slammed the door shut, and asked with some uncertainty:

"Boss, it was noisy just now, I didn’t quite catch what you said. Did you say you want me to come over to your place now?"

Annoyed, Fang Chenyi repeated himself, shouting once more:

"You little bastard, get your ass over to my house right now! I have something important for you to handle! Did you hear me clearly this time?!"

In his car, Wei Yilong listened to the shouting and couldn’t help but hold the phone away from his ear. He replied with a hint of resignation:

"Okay, I heard you, I heard you. Jeez, Boss, why are you yelling so loud?~"

You!

Sensing that Fang Chenyi was about to blow a gasket, Wei Yilong quickly chuckled. He said he’d be right there and then hung up.

After hanging up on Wei Yilong, Fang Chenyi thought for a moment, then called his future father-in-law directly.

’A big event like a marriage proposal should have both sets of parents present!’

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

This time, the call was answered quickly. As soon as it connected, Father Bai’s voice came through:

"Hello, what is it, Chenyi? I’m just about to head into a meeting."

Hearing Father Bai’s voice, Fang Chenyi felt a little embarrassed. After all, he was about to ask for his daughter’s hand in marriage.

But after a moment’s thought, he spoke up:

"Um, Uncle, you should probably postpone your meetings. Please come back home for a bit. I’ve checked the time—if you leave now, you can be home by around four this afternoon."

Hearing this, Father Bai on the other end sounded a little worried as he asked:

"Come back now? What’s wrong? Did something happen at home?"

Fang Chenyi quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, nothing’s wrong. It’s just that tomorrow is October 1st. I thought you should come back so we can celebrate it together at home."

After he said this, a wry laugh came from the other end of the line:

"Hah, haha, forget it. You guys go ahead and celebrate. I’m completely swamped over here; I don’t have time for holidays. If there’s nothing else, I should get to my meeting. This one is about our partnership with Grandi Aviation of the United Arab Emirates. If it’s successful, our revenue for the second half of the year will increase by at least three percentage points!"

The moment he heard the other man was about to hang up, Fang Chenyi panicked. He couldn’t care less about three percentage points. With his current net worth, that amount of money was nothing.

Compared to his proposal, he wouldn’t care about thirty percentage points, let alone three.

So he quickly said:

"Wait, wait! Uncle, just come back, please. Listen to me, the partnership can wait. Just tell them to postpone the meeting until the day after tomorrow. Heh heh, alright, I’ll just tell you. I’m planning to propose to Menghan tonight. As her father, how could you not be there, right?"

Even with how thick-skinned Fang Chenyi was, he couldn’t help but blush after saying this.

On the other end, Father Bai was stunned for a moment, then let out another wry laugh.

"Heh heh... you silly kid. What’s the point of a proposal? Whenever you two are ready, just go get the marriage certificate... Ai, alright then. I’ll head back now."

Although that’s what he said, Father Bai was actually delighted to hear that his son-in-law was proposing to his daughter and had specially called him back for it. After all, what father doesn’t want his daughter to be happy?

It also showed how much Fang Chenyi valued his daughter.

To be honest, ever since he learned about Fang Chenyi’s wealth, Father Bai had constantly worried that his daughter might be mistreated. After all, his family’s status was on a completely different level compared to his.

"Ahem, by the way, Uncle, please don’t tell Menghan. She doesn’t know yet; I want it to be a surprise. Oh, right, I haven’t told my parents or her mother either, in case they can’t hold it in and let it slip."

Father Bai couldn’t help but laugh at this. He nodded and smilingly agreed.

They exchanged a few more words before hanging up.

Back at Southern Airlines Headquarters, the president’s secretary saw him hang up the phone and spoke respectfully:

"President Bai, the conference room is ready. The other party’s negotiators have arrived."

But before the secretary could finish, Father Bai waved his hand with a smile.

"I won’t be going. Inform the other party that something important has come up and we need to postpone the negotiations until the day after tomorrow."

After speaking, he turned with a broad, happy smile and started walking toward his office. But after just two steps, he suddenly turned back to his bewildered secretary and said:

"Oh, right, Xiaoliu, please make arrangements for me. I need to be on the next flight back to Qinhuang Island. Check the schedule; I must arrive before 4 PM."

With that, he paid no more mind to the dumbfounded Xiaoliu, turned, and walked back to his office, laughing heartily.

At the entrance to the conference room, the secretary, Xiaoliu, blinked his eyes. He looked at President Bai’s dashing departing figure, then at the conference room door, his mind a complete blank for a moment.

As a secretary, although he didn’t know the specific details of the negotiation, he knew that this partnership had a potential profit of tens of billions a year!

...

After hanging up with his future father-in-law, Fang Chenyi thought for a moment more. He then made a call directly to Qi Xiaotian, telling him to gather all the security personnel in the villa complex for a meeting in the study of Villa No. 5 in half an hour. He also mentioned that Wei Yilong would be coming over and to have him wait in the study.

Hanging up the phone, Fang Chenyi’s mind churned for a second before his gaze fell once more upon the pile of trash in front of him.

Three special rewards in a row had filled him with hope. He wondered if he could possibly get a fourth.

This time, with the proposal on his mind, Fang Chenyi focused his attention entirely on the pile of wedding supplies.

His trash grabber shot out, picked up an item, and tossed it into the woven bag. Immediately, the system’s notification sound echoed in his mind.