Leng Mochen froze for a mont, then reacted and understood what she ant. For a brief mont, his always calm deanor cracked a bit, "All right, I’ll go buy it! Wait for !"
After saying that, he grabbed a jacket and dashed out the door.
Only after hearing the sound of the door closing did Li Si quickly stand up. On the white plush carpet, the spot where she had just been sitting had a faint trace of red—it was clear her pants hadn’t held up.
She hurried to the bathroom, locked the door! She retrieved a pair of black pants from her storage space and changed into them.
Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the discarded pair. On the backside, there was an oval-shaped red stain.
Li Si felt like she could die from embarrassnt!
Images of a tall, slender, handso man buying nstrual pads flashed incessantly through her mind...
Well, the humiliation was already beyond compare. Like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water, she adjusted herself ntally. The heat in Li Si’s cheeks slowly began to subside.
She took out a packet of wet wipes from her bag and carefully wiped the small red stain off the white carpet.
Luckily, it had just happened, making it relatively easy to clean! She was totally focused on cleaning when the sound of the door opening echoed—Leng Mochen rushed back in, carrying a sizable shopping bag full of nstrual pads.
Both of them were slightly embarrassed. "I wasn’t sure which brands are good, so I just bought a bunch. Here, take it!" Leng Mochen handed the bag to Li Si, his expression sowhat unnatural.
The villa district didn’t have a supermarket nearby, so he had driven all the way to the outskirts to find one. Because the store was small, he ended up being scrutinized by the shopkeeper and several female custors while buying. That scene—it was best left unrembered.
"Thank you!"
Li Si grabbed the bag and quickly ducked into the bathroom, locking the door. She placed the bag on the sink and opened it—she was speechless. There were products from almost every brand, seemingly thrown together in haste. Wait, there was even a bottle of wash liquid inside.
Was this implying she should clean herself?
No ti to dwell on it, Li Si hurriedly picked a pack, opened it, and did what she needed to do. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.
After washing her hands, she lightly patted her still-flushed cheeks reflected in the mirror. Despite so hesitation, she walked out of the bathroom. Embarrassing or not, she couldn’t stay in there forever!
Li Si: "Hehe."
Leng Mochen noticed her uneasy deanor. "Kid, does your stomach still hurt?"
"It’s fine now, thank you, Brother Leng! I want to head ho first."
"I’ll drive you ho!" Leng Mochen assud she wanted to go back to change clothes, so he didn’t insist she stay. He drove Li Si ho along with the bag of nstrual pads.
A few days later, Li Si was back to her lively self, though she still couldn’t bear to recall that mortifying scene. Damn it, the ntal image was too vivid—it was impossible to face!
That’s just life. Often, ti washes everything away. The next ti she t Leng Mochen, Li Si only felt a tinge of awkwardness before everything returned to normal. Leng Mochen seed to feel the sa.
Neither of them noticed—they seed to be growing closer.
Li Si talked to Leng Mochen about her plans to open a shop and the nagging worries in her heart.
Leng Mochen pondered for a mont, "This issue isn’t significant. You can transfer the business under my na, and that way, no one can say anything!" Seeing Li Si nod her agreent without hesitation, he continued, "Kid, have you ever thought about starting a company for fun?"
"Nope!" Li Si shook her head like a rattle drum. Forgive her for not thinking that far ahead. As a seasoned office assistant and errand girl, even with tens of millions in her account, the thought hadn’t crossed her mind. Her decision to open a small private kitchen was a spur-of-the-mont thing.
"Here’s so good news: the ten million I helped you invest has now grown to twenty million!"
"Oh my god, are you serious? Brother Leng, how long has it been?!" Li Si exclaid. "I can’t believe it—doubling the money in such a short ti!"
"That’s just how the stock market works. But I suggest you take the profit now while it’s good. Let’s pool the money and start a company together—you use your 20 million, and I’ll contribute 30 million. We’ll split the shares, fifty-fifty!"
"That won’t work! Even if I don’t know much, I understand shares are based on investnt amounts. I’m short by ten million—I can’t take equal shares. I won’t agree! If you insist, I’ll add another ten million!"
Li Si was resolute—she didn’t want to take advantage of Brother Leng. Even blood-related siblings calculate things clearly; money disputes should never lead to conflict between them.
"Fine, you stick to your current investnt, and I’ll give you forty percent of the shares! Why be so ticulous with your Brother Leng?" Leng Mochen thought they had plenty of ti ahead, and there would be ample chances to make up for this kid’s stubborn insistence. So, he didn’t press further.
"That’s more like it! By the way, what should we na our company?" Li Si’s excitent was palpable. Were they finally going for big success? This was truly a stroke of fortune—sothing she’d never dared dream of before.
"I’ve thought of a few options: L·L, Double L, Si Mo, Mo Si. Which one do you like?" Leng Mochen grabbed a pen and paper. His writing was sturdy and bold—the characters leapt off the page.
Li Si exclaid in admiration, "Brother Leng, your handwriting is amazing!" It wasn’t flattery—it was heartfelt. Ever since she’d been granted a new start at life, she’d been practicing her writing diligently, but her efforts hadn’t paid off. After years of typing more than writing, suddenly reverting to note-taking felt awkward. Her handwriting was far from elegant.
"I think ’Si Mo’ sounds good; what about you? It nicely combines letters from both our nas!"
"Why does my na co first? You’re my elder brother—you should be first. I think ’Mo Si’ is better!" Li Si murmured the words "Mo Si," finding they had a nice ring to them. Besides, wasn’t there that Nobel Prize-winning scholar with a "Mo" in their na?
"Fine, fine, as the elder brother, I’ll take the lead!" Leng Mochen conceded—he was really following her lead anyway.
"Now that’s fair! By the way, Brother Leng, does the L·L stand for our surnas?" Li Si pointed at the first two options in curiosity.
"Yes! The uppercase L represents the first letters of ’Leng’ and ’Li.’"
"Brother, what will our company focus on?"
"dicine is the most lucrative, but we don’t need to make things overly complicated. Won and children’s markets are the easiest to tap. So, we’ll create a business targeting those sectors!"
"I understand! For won, it’s makeup, clothing, shoes, and bags that are in demand. For kids, clothing, shoes, and toys are the biggest expenses!" Li Si said after pondering. These were conclusions drawn from her observations.
"You’re completely right. But we shouldn’t jump into everything at once. Let’s start small and gradually expand over ti," Leng Mochen nodded, gently stroking the paper he’d just written on, his gaze growing nostalgic.
"Where should we start?" Li Si finally asked, curiosity shining through her voice, tinged with excitent.
"Let’s begin with costics!" Leng Mochen declared decisively. His eyes carried an unusual confidence.
Leng Mochen already had a team of trusted personnel at the ready. They assembled in North City, temporarily renting the entire 16th floor of Fengye Building in the city center as their company headquarters. Simultaneously, the company was registered and capitalized in Hong Kong, followed by an extensive recruitnt campaign for innovative talents.
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