"I think I'd better buy a more durable one."

Sun Lifang lowered her head quietly.

Is this her fault?

Handmade leather shoes are indeed comfortable and easy to wear, but it also depends on the type of leather.

She thought of the sheepskin-soled high heels she had bought, which had started to crack after getting wet just once because she hadn't applied a protective film.

The same principle applies to Lu Jiacheng's leather shoes?

But who would wear handmade leather shoes while doing business?

Between two evils, choose the lesser; the shoes were indeed damaged by my own actions.

Sun Lifang thought—

Otherwise, we should just give him some money to buy him shoes.

Consider it tuition for dancing.

But the thought of spending money breaks her heart.

"Lifang, Lifang, what's wrong?" Wang Ran asked, noticing the woman's pale face. "Are you feeling unwell? Shall I call President Zhou?"

After saying that, Wang Ran was about to make a phone call.

Sun Lifang naturally refused, making up an excuse that she could go back by herself.

Every step forward brings a new dilemma.

It's a loss, but surely they can't pay the full amount back?

Those shoes aren't new; they should be sold at depreciated value.

but--

What should she say?

Ultimately, the price needs to be negotiated.

Ugh... I never thought that dodging being extorted for a hundred dollars would turn into having to pay several hundred dollars.

They picked up the sesame seeds but lost the watermelon.

Pretending not to know is against my conscience.

"Eh—"

In the deserted corridor, Sun Lifang sighed, "I'm so unlucky."

Unexpectedly, a burst of laughter suddenly came from behind.

Lu Jiacheng caught up from the end of the corridor, "What's wrong with you?"

Sun Lifang glanced at his leather shoes, hesitated for two seconds, and then said with conviction, "I have to compensate you for part of the cost of the shoes."

"Tell me, how much do you want?"

Hoping for a quick resolution, Sun Lifang planned to ask for the price first before negotiating.

Unexpectedly, the other party directly asked her to send a new pair, saying, "Just buy me a pair while you're at it."

Incidentally?

Lu Jiacheng's answer was reasonable and well-founded: "Next week is President Zhou's birthday. When you're picking out a business gift for him, just buy me a pair while you're at it."

Happy Birthday, Zhou Yunshi!

Sun Lifang had forgotten about this, but then she saw the man's "I knew it all along" expression.

"What? With the credit for reminding me to give a gift, buying me a pair isn't a bad deal, right?"

It's not a loss, but can't we just pay out money directly?

Thinking about it, Sun Lifang asked the question.

“Talking about money hurts feelings.” Lu Jiacheng even gave her an out, “It doesn’t have to be too expensive, just buy something ordinary.”

"oh."

With those words, Sun Lifang felt relieved.

Go ahead and buy the shoes.

With one worry gone, Sun Lifang glanced at her watch again—

It's time to go home.

Otherwise, my daughter will be scared to be home alone.

Thinking of this, she took out her phone and called Li Zhi.

However, no one answered the phone.

Sun Lifang wanted to hit him again, but Lu Jiacheng spoke up, "I'll take you there."

He knew where President Zhou was resting.

And so, Sun Lifang followed Lu Jiacheng upstairs.

At the same time, a window on the third floor was slammed shut.

Li Zhi looked at the boss sitting by the window and timidly began, "Um—"

"Should I go out, or...?"

What if the boss asks him why he didn't answer the phone?

"go out."

The man's voice was flat and emotionless as he glanced at Li Zhi.

In that one glance, Li Zhi understood.

He said enthusiastically, "I will open up Lujia City, don't worry!"

"Who told you I was going to get him?" Zhou Yunshi asked calmly, then gently closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Li Zhi could only respond twice before turning and leaving.

But she was secretly overjoyed.

You need to be perceptive when working in front of your boss.

Lu Jiacheng is not as favored as I am this time!

With that in mind, Li Zhi quickened his pace.