Chapter 8 Women

Chapter 8

Mu Jia followed Liu Heng to the basement.

When I saw his car, I was still shocked.

An Aston Martin.

She couldn't help but turn her head to look at him again: Are doctors nowadays... so rich?

"What's that look in your eyes?"

Liu Heng opened the car door for her gentlemanly and joked.

"I'm wondering... how long it will take for your salary to be able to buy this car." Mu Jia was very honest and asked the question that was in his mind.

"It was given to me at home."

Liu Heng had already sat in the driver's seat, his hands on the steering wheel, and joked with her, "Do you think I'm your mistress?"

Mu Jia sighed.

I thought: Isn’t it?

However, since she came to Beijing, she has seen too many rich people, so it is not surprising.

"Your salary is not low, right?" Liu Heng entered the address she gave him into the navigation on his mobile phone.

He glanced at the location.

——Bank of China International Building.

This place... there is an old acquaintance of his.

"It's okay, but I can't afford this car..." Mu Jia felt that he would unconsciously open up in front of people who were easy to talk to.

"I can afford it." Liu Heng laughed, "...work together?"

"Um."

Mu Jia nodded.

Liu Heng accompanied her all the way to Exit A of the company building, and the two of them also added each other's contact information.

When Mu Jia opened the car door and got out, she clearly felt that several white-collar workers in professional attire downstairs were secretly looking at her.

There's no way, this world is so realistic.

If she got out of the taxi, she would definitely not be treated like this.

-

When Zhou Xu mentioned to Liu Heng that Xie Siyan was about to get married, Liu Heng was driving from the square to the main road of Financial Street.

"Why are you so slow today? Is there a traffic jam somewhere?" Zhou Xu expressed his dissatisfaction on the phone.

"I just gave someone a visit." Liu Heng told the truth.

"Who are you sending... a woman? I told A Yan a long time ago that when you join the gynecology department, you will definitely make those female patients faint. Does your hospital really not consider and avoid this kind of situation? It's not nice to destroy other people's families."

Liu Heng laughed, "She is indeed a woman, and also my patient. As for family... she probably doesn't have any."

"Fuck, you actually admitted it!"

While the two were bickering, Liu Heng's car drove out of the Financial Street and arrived at the club where they had agreed to meet.

-

Half an hour later.

In the club box.

Zhou Xu: "If Teng Zhi and A Yan get married, you will be the only single dog left in our group."

The waiter opened the bottles of foreign liquor that Zhou Xu ordered one by one and poured them for the people present according to their seats.

Liu Heng did not comment on his topic, as if he was naturally immune to it.

He was playing with his phone, "When are you going to do it, Ayan?"

"It's still early."

Xie Siyan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, seemingly uninterested in the topic.

Zhou Xu stared at him for a long while, then pondered: "Are you not interested in Teng Zhi?"

Teng Zhi's family background is compatible with his, she is also beautiful, and the two families are trying their best to promote the marriage. It is normal for Xie Siyan to choose her, as he is a career-oriented person.

"She is very suitable." Xie Siyan concluded.

Just because it's suitable doesn't mean I like it... Zhou Xu rolled his eyes: "Could it be that I'm addicted to that beautiful girl in cheongsam?"

"We just slept together once." Xie Siyan's voice was much softer this time.

"Xie Siyan," Zhou Xu said, shaking his whiskey glass with a complicated expression. "The longer you play with her, the more dangerous the marriage with the Teng family will be. The old man might pretend not to see it once or twice, but you know his temper after a while."

Xie Siyan's lips curled up in a cold smile: "Miss Teng's boyfriends are probably more than the mergers and acquisitions I've handled. It shouldn't be my turn for the old man to criticize me."

Zhou Xu: “…”

He remembered that last year in Zurich, he went out to play with Liu Heng and visited Teng Zhi by the way.

At that time, there was indeed a handsome white guy with her, and the two of them were quite close; when I went there again later, there were still foreigners with her, but their faces had changed.

In this circle, most men like to play, but there are also some women who like to play, but they all have promiscuous behavior before marriage, and most of them behave well after marriage.

Liu Heng sat on the sofa, listening to the conversation between the two, and casually opened the contact information he had just added.

There are only a few photos in the circle of friends.

Most of them are reprints of work.

He opened it out of boredom, closed it out of boredom, answered a phone call, and left with an excuse.

-

The next day, Mu Jia arrived at Xie Group on time with the revised report.

Xie Siyan was listening to a project report in the conference room.

She sat quietly in the waiting area outside the president's office, her legs elegantly crossed, her professional suit outlining her beautiful curves.

——In order to avoid suspicion, I never wore that cheongsam again.

Through the half-open blinds, Xie Siyan could see her just by looking up.

She put on delicate makeup today, pursed her red lips, and looked businesslike, but her feet in high heels swayed unconsciously, revealing a bit of restlessness.

The executives passing by couldn't help but look at her twice.

Xie Siyan withdrew his gaze and continued to look through the plan.

To be honest, her outfit was too sharp, far inferior to the one from yesterday, and it didn't arouse any interest in him.

If Mu Jia knew what he was thinking, he would really think he was overthinking.

Although she has long legs, a thin waist and an eye-catching face, she is absolutely professional at work and the clothes she wears are in line with workplace standards. She simply feels that wearing a cheongsam is not a good idea.

After the meeting, she immediately stood up and greeted him: "Thank you, President."

Xie Siyan glanced at his watch and said, "Put down the document, you can leave."

"Then the subsequent modifications..."

"Talk about it later." He said in a cold tone and turned to leave.

Mu Jia's heart tightened.

Thinking of the deadline Teng Zhi gave her.

In desperation, she reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

Her fingertips brushed his wrist lightly.

Teng Zhi was deliberately making things difficult for her, so she now needed to try her best to do all the details of the work in order to gain a long-term foothold.

Seeing Xie Siyan's impatience, Mu Jia quickly changed his expression.

"Mr. Xie," she raised her face, her eyes drooping slightly, with a hint of flattery, "I can wait until you're done."

——His revised suggestions must be issued today.

Xie Siyan lowered his eyes and glanced at her restless hands.

His eyes were dim and unclear.

-

All afternoon.

Mu Jiadu was waiting in the reception room.

It was not until the lights came on that Xie Siyan came out of the elevator.

Following behind him were several executives.

"Mr. Xie!" She stepped forward quickly, her black skirt lifted slightly with her movements.

Xie Siyan winked at the assistant behind him.

The others tactfully left first.

"Do you know why Tengzhi asked you to take on this project?" he suddenly spoke.

Mu Jia looked up suspiciously, not understanding what was going on.

"She thinks I'm interested in you."

Mu Jia felt like her brain was a mess: Didn’t Teng Zhi regard her as a love rival?

"We're on a blind date...but I'm also her client."

Xie Siyan glanced at her skirt, which was just above her knees, and asked, "Understand?"

[Sometimes in the circle, Party B will give Party A a woman.]

——Mu Jia suddenly thought of the gossip from his colleagues.

She has been in the financial industry for just over two years and has never encountered any unspoken rules.

Mu Jia felt something explode in his head.

"I can play with you once or twice," Xie Siyan casually withdrew his arm and distanced himself from her, "but it's too crude a trick and very boring."

Mu Jia followed his gaze and it fell on her skirt.