pjbooks Chapter 25 Charm Enhancement
Chapter 25 Charm Enhancement
At 6:30 in the evening, Chen Mo changed his clothes and stood in front of the dressing mirror.
A black Versace shirt, dark blue Armani jeans, and Burberry casual leather shoes. My hair was styled simply with hair wax, and my stubble was neatly shaved.
I look better in the mirror than ever before.
[Charm Boost] The passive skill has taken effect, and he can feel that he looks different in the mirror than before. It's not that his facial features have changed, but rather that his entire demeanor, aura, and spirit have been enhanced by some kind of filter, making him even more attractive.
Chen Mo nodded in satisfaction, picked up his car keys and phone, and went out.
On his way to the "Wutong" restaurant, he called Lin Shiyu.
"Feed?" Lin Shiyu's voice came through the earpiece, tinged with uncertainty. "Are you going out?"
"Yeah, I'm having dinner with Shen Jiayi tonight to talk about the project," Chen Mo said. "You eat by yourself, don't wait for me."
There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.
"Okay," Lin Shiyu said calmly. "Then drink less alcohol and drive safely."
"Know."
"Oh, by the way, I washed the clothes you changed out of last night and hung them in the master bedroom closet. I ironed the shirt you wore today; it's behind the bathroom door."
"I saw it. Thank you."
"You're welcome." Lin Shiyu paused, "Then... shall I hang up?"
"Um."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Mo stepped on the gas, and the Cayenne roared to life, shooting off like an arrow.
The city skyline outside the window rushed past on the glass, neon lights trailing long tails of light like a flowing galaxy.
Chen Mo gripped the steering wheel, thinking about his upcoming dinner with Shen Jiayi.
This woman is no ordinary person. At thirty-one, she runs a successful new media company in Jiangcheng. Beautiful, intelligent, resourceful, and possessing a mature charm that men find irresistible.
Most importantly, she was interested in him.
It's not the kind of adoration and infatuation that a little girl has, but rather the appreciation and exploration that a mature woman has for another mature man.
This kind of relationship is much simpler than feelings, but also much more dangerous.
But Chen Mo didn't mind the danger.
Because he now has the resources to do so.
"Wutong" restaurant is located in the most bustling riverside business district of Jiangcheng. It is a high-end restaurant specializing in French cuisine. Chen Mo parked his car in the restaurant's reserved parking space and went inside.
The restaurant's decor is understated luxury, with warm lighting, dark wood tables and chairs, and several abstract paintings on the walls. Each table has a small bouquet of flowers and a candle, the candlelight flickering among the flowers and casting soft shadows.
Shen Jiayi was already seated by the window.
Tonight, she wasn't wearing a red dress, but a black velvet dress with a V-neck, a fitted waist, and a hem that fell two fingers above her knees. A glimpse of her delicate collarbone was visible at the neckline, below which was a subtle shadow that deepened into the background.
Her hair was styled in an updo, revealing her slender neck and the pair of delicate diamond earrings on her ears. Her makeup was heavier than usual, with upturned eyeliner at the outer corners of her eyes and matte deep red lipstick on her lips, making her look noble and aloof, like a countess in some European castle.
Seeing Chen Mo walk in, she raised her hand and waved to him.
Chen Mo walked over and sat down opposite her.
You look beautiful tonight.
The words fell.
Shen Jiayi smiled, two faint crow's feet appearing at the corners of her eyes: "Thank you. You're handsome too, even more handsome than last night."
"I wore different clothes last night and tonight."
"It's not about the clothes." Shen Jiayi rested her chin on her hand, her eyes sweeping over his face. "It's that you're a completely different person. There's an... indescribable attraction about you. Like a magnet, making people want to get closer."
Chen Mo knew in his heart that this was the effect of the [Charm Boost]. A 30% increase in attractiveness was something even a woman like Shen Jiayi, who had seen countless men, couldn't resist.
"It might be a lighting issue," he smiled, downplaying the problem.
Shen Jiayi didn't press him further, but gave him a meaningful look before picking up the wine list on the table: "What would you like to drink?"
"You order."
"How about a bottle of Lafite, the '82 vintage?" She winked.
"OK."
Shen Jiayi was taken aback for a moment: "I was just kidding. A bottle of 1982 Lafite costs over 100,000 yuan."
"I know," Chen Mo said calmly. "You think I can't afford it?"
Shen Jiayi looked at him, and something in her eyes changed. It wasn't surprise, but a more serious, re-examining look.
"Chen Mo, how much money do you actually have?"
"Enough to spend." Chen Mo leaned back in his chair, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Enough to invest in your projects too."
Shen Jiayi was silent for two seconds, then smiled. Her smile held a sense of relief, as well as an appreciation for a worthy opponent.
"Okay, then the 82 Lafite will do," she said to the waiter.
The waiter nodded and left, his face showing undisguised surprise.
He ordered a bottle of wine costing over ten thousand yuan without even blinking. Just who is this young customer?
The wine was served quickly, slowly breathing in the decanter. The waiter poured the first glass for the two of them. Shen Jiayi picked up the glass, swirled it gently, and brought it close to her nose to smell it.
"Good wine," she said, then looked at Chen Mo. "Come on, let's toast to our successful collaboration."
"It's fate," Chen Mo corrected.
Shen Jiayi paused for a moment, then laughed, a wide laugh that revealed her neat white teeth.
"Yes, it's fate."
The two clinked glasses and each took a sip.
The wine bursts in your mouth, a complex aroma unfolding in layers, a blend of oak notes, blackcurrant and cherry fruit flavors, and an indescribable minerality.
Wines costing tens of thousands of yuan a bottle are indeed different.
"I've had the legal department prepare the contract." Shen Jiayi put down her wine glass, took a document out of her bag, and pushed it towards her. "Take a look and see if there are any problems. If there aren't, we can sign it directly tomorrow afternoon."
Chen Mo picked up the contract and flipped through it page by page.
The terms are clearly stated: an investment of ten million yuan will represent 15% of the project's shares, with profits and losses shared proportionally. The project has a one-year duration, after which investors can choose to exit or reinvest.
There were no traps or shady dealings; it was a very standard business contract.
"No problem." Chen Mo closed the contract. "You decide on the location tomorrow at 2 PM."
"Okay." Shen Jiayi took back the contract, her expression relaxing a bit. "Chen Mo, to be honest, I didn't expect you to be so decisive. Ten million is no small sum, and you made a decision in just one night."
"Because I believe in you," Chen Mo said.
Shen Jiayi looked at him, something flickering in her eyes.
Why do you believe me?
"Because you are a trustworthy person." Chen Mo picked up his glass, took a sip, and said, "Last night at the bar, you told me about Lin Shiyu, and there was concern in your voice. A person who can feel concern for a stranger can't be a bad person."
Shen Jiayi was silent for a few seconds, then lowered her head, a slight smile playing on her lips.
"Chen Mo, do you know what? You're a dangerous person."
Why?
"Because you always say things that touch people's hearts without even realizing it." She looked up, her eyes shining. "I said you were a magnet earlier, but now I think that analogy isn't accurate enough. You're not a magnet, you're a black hole. Anything that gets close to you will be sucked in by your gravity and never be able to escape."
Chen Mo smiled. "Then why do you still dare to come near me?"
"I'm naturally daring," Shen Jiayi said, raising her glass to clink with his. "And I love adventure."