"That’s right, it’s me." "President Jiang, are you trying to make me do those over-the-top things again?" Li Zhiyan didn’t bother to be polite with Evelyn at all. They were enemies anyway—Jin Muxue, Liu Nini, and now this Evelyn were destined to be his adversaries. So, he might as well go all out. With Catherine having his back in the company right now, he wasn’t afraid of Evelyn firing him. After all, if Evelyn actually managed to get him fired, Catherine would definitely feel terribly suffocated inside. "No, Li Zhiyan, actually Auntie wanted to apologize to you for what happened today." Evelyn’s voice turned soft, leaving Li Zhiyan completely dumbfounded. This mixed-race woman and that Western woman Catherine were rivals precisely because both had fiery tempers and unrelenting pride. Moreover, they prided themselves on their Caucasian or mixed-race heritage, looking down on someone like him, a small-town employee. But now, Evelyn was talking to him so gently? It made Li Zhiyan question whether he was dreaming. "Don’t take it to heart. While Jin Muxue is Auntie’s close friend, Auntie feels it was her mistake today." Evelyn decided she’d deal with Li Zhiyan secretly in the future, but on the surface, she needed to build a good rapport with him. She wanted him to think she was a good person, so he’d willingly give her foot massages. That way, she could regain her dignity in front of Catherine! There was no way she could swallow this humiliation. She had to fight back! She could lose to anyone, but she absolutely could not lose to Catherine, that lowly Westerner! With that thought, Evelyn’s resolve only grew stronger. "Got it, no problem." Li Zhiyan had no idea what kind of scheme Evelyn was brewing. But since she was a senior executive at the company and his immediate supervisor, if their relationship could improve, even superficially, it wouldn’t hurt. After all, he still remembered the system’s prompt about a major opportunity at Changlong Group. The system had specifically and prominently reminded him of this, so he had to seize it. But what exactly was this opportunity? Could it be the Chairman’s Wife? Li Zhiyan couldn’t help but ponder. And if smoothing things over with Evelyn could help him, at least on the surface, it would make things easier. Li Zhiyan hadn’t forgotten that Catherine, that Western woman, had always wanted to put him in his place. In Changlong Group, he was practically surrounded by enemies. "Alright then, as long as you’re not upset. I’ll look out for you more at work from now on." After a few exchanges, Li Zhiyan hung up the phone. In her office, Evelyn sat on the couch, admiring her long legs wrapped in black stockings. She was full of confidence about handling Li Zhiyan! She had been competing with Catherine for so many years, and there was no way she could lose to her! But... Wasn’t there something canned in that kid’s bag earlier? Could that be his favorite drink? When Li Zhiyan arrived at Sister Rong’s Restaurant, he went straight upstairs. Entering Aunt Rong’s room, he noticed that the previously plain space with only wooden flooring and a standing air conditioner had been transformed into a much cozier setting. Thanks to the efforts of Auntie Zai and Auntie Guan, Aunt Bao now seemed cheerful and jovial. "Zaizai, you’re back! Come, have a can of ’Forget Me Milk’!" Lai Feifei pulled a can of Forget Me Milk out of her bag and stuffed it into Li Zhiyan’s hand. He was long accustomed to her gestures . Opening the can, he took small sips while glancing at the room’s furnishings. A luxurious bed, a sofa, a vanity, wardrobes—all fully equipped and clearly not cheap. "You crazy woman, always giving Zaizai Forget Me Milk to drink." The three women hadn’t ordered food earlier because they were waiting for Li Zhiyan. Now that he had arrived, it was time to eat. After entering the private dining room next door, He Yanrong handed the menu to Li Zhiyan. "Baby, order whatever you like from this menu. Don’t worry, it’s our own restaurant, the costs are low." "Alright, Aunt, I was just starting to feel hungry!" Li Zhiyan knew from experience that the more he ordered, the happier Aunt Rong would be—just like when she gave him an Audi A6. When he tried to decline back then, Aunt Rong had been visibly disappointed and upset. After placing his order, Li Zhiyan passed the menu to Aunt Rong, and the Shanghai Three Aunts added a few more dishes as well. While waiting for the food, they began chatting. The main topic today revolved around Century Palace. "Rongrong, now that you’re not working at Century Palace, we won’t be able to get massages anymore!" "It’s fine. I’m planning to open a legitimate massage shop nearby." "Then we’ll just come here for massages!" "That works. But do you think it’ll be profitable?" "Doesn’t matter whether it makes money. As long as it doesn’t lose too much, it’s fine." Aunt Rong displayed her considerable wealth. While her family wasn’t quite on the same level as Shen Hongmei’s or Lai Feifei’s, she was still leagues above most small-time millionaires. As the conversation went on, Lai Feifei began feeling a bit anxious. She was about to announce her relationship with Li Zhiyan. With that in mind, Lai Feifei pulled another can of Forget Me Milk from her bag and placed it in front of Li Zhiyan.