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In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday. Early in the morning, Yao Yao called to urge me to go to Qingyun Temple with her, but I did not agree. In the end, Yao Yao went there alone, feeling very upset.
I got myself ready, brought the necessary materials, and went to the place Du Yuwei had arranged to meet.
When I arrived, I realized that the shop Du Yuwei had booked was just across the street from Let’s CoffeeLet. Fortunately, it wasn't Jiang Qingyuan's shop. This was already lucky, otherwise, how could I have escaped the little devil's interrogation!
Just like now, it's better to have less contact with Zhou Heng's family. I had just sat down when Du Yuwei arrived. He was dressed smartly today, wearing a well-fitted black suit and had even styled his hair, looking very energetic. I teased him, "It seems like you value this client a lot?"
"Of course, once this deal is done, we won't have to worry about the next one," he said mysteriously, smiling at me.
I knew he must have some plan in mind.
I opened the briefcase, took out the drawings inside, and handed them to Du Yuwei. "Take a look at these again."
Du Yuwei was very serious this time. He carefully looked over the drawings and finally said, "I told you I believe in your abilities."
I didn't order coffee today, I ordered a cup of black tea. I've been working overtime on the drawings for the past few days and have had a lot of coffee. I feel like I smell like coffee all over.
Du Yuwei seemed a bit nervous. He glanced at his watch, furrowed his brow, and asked, "Xiao Meng, you have to give me enough face today. Don't steal my thunder."
I'm looking at the information, and his words surprised me, making me look up at him in astonishment. He rarely has this expression, could it be that today's client is different for him?
I joked, "Well, give me a raise then."
Du Yuwei gave me a white look and said, "Taking advantage of the situation, aren't you?"
Just as we were getting into the conversation, a figure suddenly appeared beside us. Du Yuwei and I stopped our lively chat and looked up to see two people approaching, one old and one young.
The older man reached out his hand and shook hands with Du Yuwei, politely saying, "Mr. Du, sorry to keep you waiting."
He wore gold-rimmed glasses and had a refined demeanor.
Du Yuwei was so nervous that he started to stutter, " Mr. Zhou, you're too kind, too kind."
The woman next to him looked very young, around twenty-five or twenty-six, with long wavy hair and a well-endowed figure. She had a melon seed face with a pair of big eyes.
Du Yuwei's eyes were almost falling on her body. I felt disdain in my heart and really wanted to capture his ugly state.
Du Yuwei busily said, "Please have a seat, please have a seat."
The two of them sat down, and I finally sat in my own seat.
Du Yuwei busied himself with serving them coffee, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then got to the point.
The customer obviously did not know Du Yuwei before, and the tone of the conversation was very polite and unfamiliar. Du Yuwei respectfully handed him the initial draft, pointing to the drawings and explaining at the same time. After listening, Mr. Zhou had a very gentle attitude and smiled, saying, "This is my private club, and it's all old friends I entertain. You know, people like us who are getting older, we all like peace and quiet, and we don't like flashy things."
Du Yuwei echoed, "Yes, that's right. So, this time our designer started from the basics and specifically designed a style that suits your needs."
Mr. Zhou seemed quite satisfied and looked at me kindly, saying, "Is this Xiao Ling?"
I quickly nodded and replied, " Mr. Zhou, hello, I am the lead designer for this project, Ling Xiaomeng. I hope you can provide more suggestions."
Mr. Zhou smiled, pursed his lips, and looked me up and down: "Not bad, I have no objections."
I breathed a sigh of relief, getting Mr. Zhou's approval undoubtedly gave me a lot of motivation.
Hearing Mr. Zhou's words, Du Yuwei quickly said with joy, "Rest assured, we will personally take care of the rest and make sure you are satisfied."
Mr. Zhou nodded and patted his shoulder, saying with deep sincerity, "It's rare for a young person to be so modest."
"What about the contract, Mr. Zhou?"
Mr. Zhou was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter. He waved to the woman beside him and said, " Jingwan, bring out the contract."
The woman named Jingwan may be his secretary, respectfully presenting the contract to him. She spoke with a gentle and pleasant voice, which seemed incongruent with her appearance, giving off a sweet feeling. " Mr. Zhou, as per your instructions, two copies are prepared accordingly. The responsibilities of both parties are outlined inside. Please read it carefully, Mr. Du."
Du Yuwei's face is all smiles, looking at Jingwan with shining eyes.
"Okay, okay."
Mr. Zhou seems more concerned about something other than the contract, with a probing look in my direction.
I feel very uncomfortable, so I moved my body, reached out to touch the hair beside my ear, and tried to cover up my embarrassment. What is he looking at? Is there something wrong with me?
The contract was signed, and Du Yuwei reached out like a sycophant to shake Mr. Zhou's hand, smiling and saying, "Happy cooperation, happy cooperation."
Mr. Zhou just smiled faintly and said, "Then I will look forward to the final product with a calm heart."
"No problem, Mr. Zhou, you can rest assured."
Du Yuwei began to use his eloquence and talked to Mr. Zhou for a while.
As a busy person, Mr. Zhou naturally couldn't waste time here, so he quickly got up and left. Du Yuwei warmly accompanied him and even tried to get close to Jingwan, but she completely ignored him.
After watching Mr. Zhou's car drive away, Du Yuwei stood there, waving nonstop.
I clicked my tongue twice and turned into the coffee shop.
Du Yuwei followed in, frowning, and asked me, "What are you clicking your tongue for?"
"Do you want me to take a picture of you drooling like a lovesick fool? It seems like Jingwan doesn't want to deal with you." I teased Du Yuwei as I tidied up the documents.
Du Yuwei immediately looked displeased and pursed his lips, looking at me seriously. " Ling Xiaomeng, I find your words quite sharp. I'll have you know, I have actually fallen for Jingwan."
"Oh. Fallen for her? Then tell me, what is Jingwan's full name? Is she single or married? Or does she have a boyfriend? What's her personality like, and what does she like?"
"She, she..."
Du Yuwei was at a loss for words, unable to answer my question.
He pointed at me in frustration, "If you don't hit me, you'll die."
"I shrugged, 'Big Boss, I'm calling it a day and heading back to catch up on some sleep. See you.' With my briefcase in hand, I paid no attention to his sour expression and walked towards the door. 'Ling Xiaomeng, mark my words, I will definitely win over Jingwan. You just wait for the big surprise.'"
I turned my back to him, waved, pushed the door open, and went out.
Phew!
It's already noon. Next, where should I go? Should I really go home and take a nap, or find a place to wander around.
"Miss."
A familiar voice came from behind, and the next second, Jiang Qingyuan had already jumped in front of me. Before I could react, he had pulled my hand and led me across the street.
"Why didn't you come to my shop for coffee?" He pouted, looking very aggrieved.
I smiled awkwardly. It's so awkward between me and Zhou Heng right now, yet I still went to his shop to have coffee. That's just clueless.
"Jiang Qingyuan, I have something else to do. Let's do it another day."
My refusal was completely lost on Jiang Qingyuan.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me into the store.
"Anyway, you're coming to my house for dinner tonight, so you might as well wait here for my brother to come back."
As soon as I heard that Zhou Heng was coming here, I quickly shook off his hand. How could I do this? I haven't reached the point of being shameless. And Zhou Heng, why didn't he tell the the Chiang family that I couldn't make it?
I folded myself and reached out in a panic to grab the door handle: "I really can't stay today, I have to go." Jiang Qingyuan tried to hold me back, but I quickly dashed out of the coffee shop, ignoring Jiang Qingyuan calling my name from behind.
I ran fast, completely forgetting that I was wearing high heels, until the pain in my feet came, and I had to stop. Oh, I hurt so much that I couldn't stand steady on my heels.
I found a place to sit down, took off my shoes, and saw that my ankle was already swollen and red. Just now, I ran too fast and sprained my foot. Ah, what bad luck.
But fortunately, I wasn't held back by Jiang Qingyuan.
"Xiao Meng."
I was rubbing my feet, thinking about whether to go to the hospital. The hand that was originally rubbing my feet suddenly went down, and the pain made tears flow from my eyes.
I furrowed my brow and looked up, only to see Wang Ze. In an instant, my mood turned sour, and I didn't want to pay any attention to him. He squatted down and said with concern, "Your feet are swollen, you need to go to the hospital."
"I don't need it," I refused without any hesitation.
Wang Ze sighed helplessly, "Even if you hate me, you can't be at odds with yourself."
As he spoke, before I could react, he had already lifted me up. I couldn't keep my balance at all and stumbled into his arms.
I pushed him away in frustration, saying, "What are you doing? Are you sympathizing with me or compensating me?"
Wang Ze wasn't angry. He patiently picked up my shoe from the ground and said, "Just treat me as a stranger. Even strangers would help in this situation, right?"
I gritted my teeth, glaring at him, too angry to respond.
I snatched the shoes from his hand and limped forward. I couldn't find the words to say to him. I was full of displeasure, my feet hurt, and I was breaking out in a cold sweat. I felt like I might have really injured my foot and needed to go to the hospital to get it checked out. I didn't care if Wang Ze caught up with me, I just wished I could fly away and get away from him. I didn't flag down a taxi, but Wang Ze's car slid up in front of me.
He leaned out of the car window and pleaded, "Xiao Meng, don't be mad at me, getting medical treatment is more important." I wanted to turn away, but he reached out and grabbed my hand, "Ling Xiaomeng, does the person who made a mistake never deserve forgiveness?" I stood there, staring at him in a daze.
The pain in his eyes was about to burst out, with a pitiful look, he pleaded, "Get in the car, I'll take you to the hospital."
"Sir, you can't park here, please move your car immediately."
The traffic police uncle came over with a very polite attitude.
"Okay, let's go right away," Wang Ze nodded hurriedly.
I stood there, feeling very awkward. Wang Ze's eyes were full of hopeful light as he said softly, "Xiao Meng, I promise not to bother you. If you don't want me to talk, I won't."
I made up my mind. Well, he should understand what I mean. I'll talk to him clearly today.
I opened the car door and got in. Wang Ze showed a relieved smile, but I couldn't smile at all. I felt very aggrieved in my heart.
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