Chapter 16 Black Mole

Yu Huan did not have a happy time during the three-day Dragon Boat Festival holiday, as he had to spend every day under the control of his parents.

But thanks to those expensive gifts, her parents, who always complained about her a lot, finally stopped nagging her and she had a relatively quiet holiday.

After the Dragon Boat Festival, May also comes to an end.

H City is a typical southern city. Summer always comes quickly. Just after May, the weather is already extremely hot.

Colleagues in the office changed into beautiful summer clothes early.

Yu Huan still wore the same black wide-leg pants and black jacket as usual, but he changed from a thick style to a thin style.

The day she changed into the thin outfit, He Xiaowei frowned when he saw her. "Our company doesn't have any requirements for employees' clothing. There's no need for you to dress like a real estate agent!"

It’s okay when the weather is cold. Yu Huan always wears a high-necked base shirt under his coat, so it doesn’t look so formal.

Now putting on a shirt is a bit too formal.

Yu Huan sighed slightly, "You know..."

He Xiaowei interrupted her, "Okay, I get it."

Yu Huan usually starts like this, and it is known that this is not something she can decide.

Yu Huan sighed slightly. How could she not know that it didn’t look good in this outfit? It was just that she couldn’t make the decision.

"But you can always make your own decisions once you leave the house, right? Come on, take off your coat, roll up your shirt sleeves, and don't button all the buttons at your collar; unbutton two. Okay! That's it!"

Yu Huan looked down at himself in confusion, "What difference would this make?"

"At least he doesn't look like an agent who wants to recommend a house to me."

Yu Huan walked to the bathroom doubtfully, looked at himself in the mirror, and expressed his approval of He Xiaowei's aesthetic taste.

Because she had never worn high heels, and cricket balls looked too ugly with traditional suit pants, she always bought black wide-leg pants.

Sneakers, wide-leg pants, and a shirt that has been adjusted to look a bit lazy and casual, the whole person looks much better.

Back at her workstation, she gave He Xiaowei a thumbs up.

Yu Huan's work today was not very busy. Meng Han didn't have to go out for the whole morning and had no other schedule today. It was a rare opportunity for her to take a break.

She just needed to order lunch for Meng Han at noon, go to the mall in the afternoon to pick up the gift ordered last time, and then deliver it to the customer, and her work for the day would be done.

Half an hour before lunch break, she called a restaurant that Meng Han often ate at and ordered food. When the food was delivered, it was lunch break.

She knocked on the office door carrying her lunch box.

"Enter."

Yu Huan pushed open the door and said, "Mr. Meng, lunch is here."

Meng Han hadn't finished his work yet. He was looking down at the documents in his hand. Without looking up, he responded softly through his nose.

"Um."

The voice was a little deeper than his usual voice, and inexplicably had a different flavor.

Although Yu Huan has listened to it many times during this period, his ears still feel itchy every time he listens to it.

Rubbing her ears, she carried her lunch box to the office lounge, which was Meng Han's private space at the company. It had a separate bathroom, a bed, a sofa, a dining table, a wardrobe, and some spare clothes.

Meng Han's schedule is not only very tight in the morning, but also at noon.

As long as he doesn't go out of the company, he will take a half-hour break after lunch, then go to the gym downstairs to exercise for 40 minutes, and then go upstairs to take a shower.

Sometimes if he doesn't exercise, he will go to bed and rest for forty minutes.

When Yu Huan came in for the first time, he felt that there was no need for Meng Han to go home, and it would be much more convenient for him to live directly in the company.

But she couldn't imagine the life of rich people, so she could only put away her curiosity and do her own thing honestly.

Open the lunch box, take out the food and arrange them one by one.

Meng Han happened to see this scene when he entered the lounge.

Yu Huan turned sideways towards him, bending over to place the food on the table, her slightly open collar revealing her slender, white neck.

His eyes moved slightly, and the next moment Yu Huan looked over. He retracted his gaze and nodded at her, "Thank you for your hard work."

Yu Huan smiled and replied, "Then take your time eating. I'll be leaving first."

Yu Huan passed by Meng Han, and Meng Han's eyes inadvertently swept across her neck. A striking black mole on the side of her white neck caught his eye.

When he heard the door close behind him, he reached out and loosened his tie.

After Yu Huan came out of the general manager's office, she started her lunch break. After lunch break, she waited in the company for the shopping guide from the mall to call her.

The recipient of the gift this time is the chairman of a large supermarket chain, a woman in her fifties.

Hui'an has a new product to be launched this time. If it wants to enter this mall, it has to make arrangements in advance in order to have a good display position.

The gift was chosen by Yu Huan, a limited edition bag from H brand, the price of which was so expensive that Yu Huan was shocked.

The bag is out of stock and needs to be ordered a month in advance. It was agreed that it would arrive today.

Yu Huan thought about delivering it to the customer as soon as she got it. Such an expensive bag must not have any accidents in her hands.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, she finally received a call from the shopping guide. After reporting to Meng Han, she went to the mall.

Just as I got my bag and was about to leave, I received a call from Meng Han.

"Secretary Yu." Meng Han's voice came from the receiver.

Meng Han's voice on the phone was more charming than usual, and Yu Huan felt his ears itchy again.

"What's wrong, Mr. Meng?"

"When you get your bag, pick out another gift for me."

"Okay, may I ask the age and gender of the person you are giving the gift to, and what is the occasion?"

"My niece's coming-of-age ceremony."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Huan entered a brand whose positioning was relatively more suitable for young women.

After she told the shopping guide her needs, the salesperson took her to see necklaces and bracelets.

"When elders give gifts to little girls, these two items are usually more common."

Yu Huan picked out the few models he chose, but was a little undecided.

The recipient of the gift this time is different from before. In the past, I gave it to customers, and even if the customer didn’t like it, I wouldn’t show it.

But it’s different for Meng Han’s family. What if his little niece doesn’t like it and shows it in front of him, doesn’t that prove that she has bad taste and is incompetent?

The salesperson noticed her hesitation and said with a smile, "Are you choosing a gift for someone else? How about this? You can try it on and send the picture to the other person, and let them choose for themselves."

Yu Huan thought this was a good suggestion, so she picked out two necklaces and two bracelets, put them on, took photos, and sent them to Meng Han.

Yu Huan: Mr. Meng, which one do you think is more suitable?

Meng Han had just finished a meeting and was dozing off in his chair when he was interrupted by a message on his cell phone.

When I clicked on the message, what appeared in my eyes was a dazzling white.

A thin chain hung around her slender neck, and the black mole on the side of her neck was half hidden by the collar, making it barely visible.

The delicate and small pendant is stuck right in the middle of the clavicle, and the slightly protruding clavicle is displayed under the open neckline, which is neither too thin nor completely covered by fat.

His eyes sank slightly under the extremely thin lenses. He slid his fingers across the photo quickly. The next one was the same, except that the pendant between his collarbone had a different style.

The fingers paused, then slid across again.

After looking at the pictures, he chose one and sent it to Yu Huan.

Yu Huan was a little disappointed when he received the picture.

Meng Han chose a bracelet instead of the necklace that both she and the shopping guide thought looked best.

But whoever pays has the final say, she said to the shopping guide, pointing to the selected model.

"Please wrap this one up."