Chapter 11

（Thank you to classmate Ye Zhengnan for the tip, thank you!）

Zhao Yazhi did not expect that she would fall asleep under Wu Cheng's massage. When she woke up and saw that she was actually in bed, she couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be Chengzi... Does he have that much strength? If it wasn't Chengzi, then who could it be?"

With her doubts, Zhao Yazhi rubbed her head and got up. She tidied her hair and clothes in front of the mirror, then walked out of the room. As soon as she came out, she smelled the aroma of cooking.

The kitchen was filled with the clinking of pots and pans. Zhao Yazhi, puzzled, walked towards the kitchen. She then saw a masked little superhero wielding a spatula in the kitchen. Seeing Wu Cheng, who was masked and wearing sunglasses, frying fish in a comical manner, Zhao Yazhi couldn't help but laugh.

"Xiaochengzi, are you frying fish or fighting a battle!"

"Ah! Sister Zhi, you're awake! Just wait a moment, it'll be ready soon!"

After the fish was done, Wu Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Sister Zhi, don't laugh at me. I just don't want to get splattered with oil and ruin my face! Try my cooking, I only know how to make a few dishes, don't be picky, okay!"

"Not picky! You can cook at such a young age, I find it incredible! Do you need any help?"

Wu Cheng smiled, "No need, I just need to make one more soup. I've been simmering it for a long time. Go wash your face, and we can eat soon!"

When Wu Cheng brought the soup to the table and returned to the kitchen to take off his apron and wash his hands, Zhao Yazhi had already come out and was standing at the kitchen door, puzzled, "How did you get me to the bedroom earlier? I didn't feel a thing. How do you have so much strength?"

"Want to know? Come over, and I'll tell you." Wu Cheng grinned mischievously.

Zhao Yazhi rolled her eyes, curious to see what he was up to, and walked over.

Suddenly, Wu Cheng came to her side, one hand under her armpit, the other under her knee, and carried her in a princess hold. His hands were steady, showing no signs of trembling, but Zhao Yazhi was startled, letting out a cry and instinctively wrapping her arms around Wu Cheng's neck.

This position made Zhao Yazhi blush. She had never been held like this by a man before, especially by someone who was still a boy.

"Put me down quickly!" Zhao Yazhi's face turned red, and she pouted.

"Don't move, or you'll fall!" Wu Cheng laughed, "Let's go eat!"

At the dining table, he gently set the blushing beauty down and ran to serve her rice, then changed the subject, "Sister Zhi, try this! Tomato and egg stir-fry, it's my specialty. But I only know a few dishes, besides this, only braised pork and pork rib soup are decent... the rest are just okay."

After trying a few bites, Zhao Yazhi nodded and smiled, "Not bad! Better than I expected! Here, Sister Zhi rewards you with a piece of braised pork..."

Wu Cheng also gave her a piece of tomato and smiled, "Sister Zhi, eat!"

The two of them enjoyed a dinner that, though not romantic, was very warm.

After the meal, they tidied up the dishes and went out shopping.

Hong Kong, known as a shopping paradise in the future, attracts many tourists from around the world. Even though it was the mid-1970s, the city was already famous for its prosperity.

The largest shopping area, besides the island, was Kowloon.

Kowloon's Yau Tsim Mong district, including Mong Kok, Jordan, and Tsim Sha Tsui, were all very bustling places. In Tsim Sha Tsui, one could also enjoy the beautiful views of Victoria Harbor.

So, the two of them headed straight for Tsim Sha Tsui.

The bustling streets were lined with towering commercial buildings, neon lights flickering, and people weaving through the crowds. Though it couldn't compare to the future, it was still a rare spectacle.

"How is it? Different from the mainland, right!"

Seeing Wu Cheng's stunned expression, Zhao Yazhi chuckled and reached out to ruffle his hair, "Alright, there's plenty of time to come here in the future... but you have to promise Sister Zhi, don't go astray. Although it's good and prosperous here, there are also many temptations. If you can't resist them and lose yourself, don't blame me!"

Looking at Zhao Yazhi's face, which had turned from a smile to a serious expression, Wu Cheng suddenly smiled and said earnestly, "Sister Zhi, don't worry! I have the self-control."

After a pause, he added, "By the way, what do Uncle and Aunt like? And your brothers and sisters? Sister Zhi, don't think about saving money, it's a matter of face. If I lose face because of saving a little money, I won't be able to hold my head up in front of them!"

Zhao Yazhi tapped Wu Cheng's forehead and laughed, "You little rascal, don't be so old-fashioned! Caring about face at such a young age, what will you be like when you grow up?"

"Sister Zhi, haven't you heard the old saying, 'A man strives for a breath, a Buddha for a stick of incense'? Even the Buddha couldn't overcome this, so what can I do?"

"Full of nonsense! I can't argue with you, let's go!"

The two of them held hands and strolled through the crowded streets, from one store to another. Wu Cheng didn't feel tired at all, instead, he felt a faint excitement, as if he had returned to the time when he was courting a girl and accompanying her while shopping and playing.

Of course, with Zhao Yazhi, there was no playing around. In front of others, Sister Zhi was always so dignified and elegant. But a little banter was fine.

An hour later, both of them were carrying many large and small bags. They bought some supplements and jewelry for Zhao Yazhi's parents, and some clothes for her brothers, sisters, and younger sister.

They spent nearly 8,000 yuan, and Zhao Yazhi had already started scolding Wu Cheng. After all, 8,000 yuan was the manuscript fee Wu Cheng had earned over the past twenty days.

If Wu Cheng hadn't submitted several hundred thousand more words, he would have become a pauper.

Most of Wu Cheng's finances were under Zhao Yazhi's control, and he didn't mind this at all. The 10,000 yuan he gave to Chen Yaoheng was borrowed from his niece, Wu Shulan.

"Sister Zhi, stop, I won't buy anything else, okay?" Wu Cheng looked at her innocently.

He had originally wanted to buy a platinum bracelet worth over 3,000 yuan for Zhao Yazhi, but she directly refused, saying he was spending too much at such a young age.

Now, Wu Cheng finally understood the pain of being financially 'sanctioned'.

"You wait here for a moment, I'll go to the restroom!"

After ending their 'discussion', Zhao Yazhi put the bags next to Wu Cheng and said, "Okay, I'll be back soon!"

As soon as Zhao Yazhi left, Wu Cheng beckoned to the manager who had introduced them earlier.

The manager was a beautiful woman, around 25 or 26 years old, with an intellectual look. However, the fashion of this era, especially the broad shoulders, didn't quite suit Wu Cheng's taste. He thought women looked cuter when they were petite.

"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Do you want to boost your sales?"

"I don't understand what you mean, sir!"

"If you want to, wrap the bracelet we looked at earlier. I have an idea. If you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say anything. But I think the manager of the jewelry store across the street would be willing to work with me."

The beautiful manager blinked her eyes and smiled, "Tell me more!"

"I don't have much time, and I don't want my sister to find out, you understand!"

The manager nodded and gestured to a nearby saleswoman, "Wrap the bracelet this young sir looked at earlier!" Turning back, she said, "Now, tell me!"

"First, the interior design. This doesn't need much explanation: bright, simple, high-end, and elegant, but not overly simple. Second, the staff must be beautiful and well-mannered, which also doesn't need much explanation. Third, advertising. There are many ways to advertise, but just handing out flyers on the street or occasionally advertising on TV is not enough. Advertising should be like making a movie, creating short clips, and broadcasting them during prime time on TV. I'm sure you've thought about this..."

"We've thought about these methods, but I don't think they're worth 3,000 Hong Kong dollars!"

The manager smiled at Wu Cheng, already secretly admiring his intelligence. After all, for a boy his age to speak so logically and insightfully was truly remarkable.

"In that case, I'll give you one more slogan: 'Love in this life, my heart forever!'"

Wu Cheng looked towards the restroom as he spoke, "Decide quickly, my sister will be out soon. If you think my slogan isn't worth 3,000 Hong Kong dollars, just pretend I didn't say anything."

The manager laughed, "I don't know if those eight words are worth the price, but I'm willing to be your friend. My name is Zheng Xiuxia, what's yours?"

"Wu Cheng!"

"Wu Cheng? You're also called Wu Cheng?"

"Ha ha, it's not a very special name, what's so strange about it!"

"That's true!" Zheng Xiuxia nodded, thinking, "Clearly, he's too young to be the author of 'Hui Ming'!"

"Chengzi, what's going on?"

When Zhao Yazhi came out of the restroom and saw Wu Cheng talking and laughing with the manager, she was puzzled. Zheng Xiuxia smiled and extended her hand to Zhao Yazhi, "Miss, hello, I'm Zheng Xiuxia, a friend of Wu Cheng. Welcome to come back, and I'll give you a discount."

"Hello, I'm Zhao Yazhi!"

Hearing the word 'discount,' Wu Cheng smiled, "Sister Xiuxia, you can actually offer cards to famous or wealthy customers, like a bronze card for a certain amount of spending, then a silver card, a gold card, and the highest level, a diamond card. Each card has a different discount, and the status it represents is also different. Think about it..."

"Chengzi, how is your brain wired? How do you come up with these ideas?"

Wu Cheng shrugged innocently, "Maybe I just think too much!"

"Exactly, thinking too much! Otherwise, how could you write a novel like 'Hui Ming'!" Zhao Yazhi also teased him with a smile.

When Zheng Xiuxia heard this, she widened her eyes and looked at Zhao Yazhi, "Miss Zhao, you mean 'Hui Ming' was written by Chengzi? How is that possible!"

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