Chapter 350 Mr. Z
He Nanxi scratched his head: "It can be considered a blessing in disguise, but I may be very busy from now on. The workload is still very heavy."
"It's okay, I'll help you coordinate, you just focus on your work."
Xia Tian patted his chest, his face full of pride:
"This filming will only benefit you. I've been meaning to tell you this before. You're incredibly popular right now, and there are already a lot of haters online. The PR team is already working on it, but it will have some impact. Now that you've climbed onto this big ship of the government, I wonder who will dare to criticize you after the documentary airs. Oh, and I've asked the finance department to transfer the money directly to that welfare home you mentioned before. Construction has already begun."
He Nanxi also thought this was a good idea. She had enough money now and she wanted to do something meaningful.
"By the way, Mr. Z has returned to China and wants to see you."
"Really!"
He Nanxi's eyes widened instantly.
She had wanted to meet Mr. Z for a long time. When she was doing custom photo shoot in Aurora, Mr. Z said he wanted to meet her, but because he was abroad, they never met.
After such a long time, she thought Mr. Z had forgotten about it long ago, but she didn't expect that there would really be a chance.
"Yes, Mr. Z's assistant contacted me and set the time for dinner three days later. How about it?"
He Nanxi rubbed his hands, a rare look of nervousness appeared on his face:
"Oh my god, I'm a little nervous. Am I finally getting to meet my idol?"
Xia Tian has never had anyone she admires, so she doesn't quite understand why anyone would have such strong expectations of someone they have never met.
"Hey, aren't you afraid that he's just a fat, greasy old man?"
He Nanxi was stunned for a moment: "I have never thought about it. I am just attracted by his talent. You don't know that his designs are all soulful and very spiritual. If I can communicate with him about design concepts, it will be of great help to me."
Xia Tian continued to pour cold water on her: "Aren't you afraid that he's fat, ugly, and disgusting, and will touch you?"
He Nanxi: ...
"Then beat him up."
When Xia Tian saw her like this, he burst out laughing.
"If he's tall, handsome, and talented, would you be attracted to him?"
He Nanxi thought about it carefully. He said seriously:
"If he's single, then it's possible."
After hearing her say this, Xia Tian suddenly became excited.
He Nanxi's iron tree has not bloomed for a long time, and she is quite anxious.
"Then I'll be looking forward to it."
…
Three days later, He Nanxi kept the appointment.
Xia Tian specifically went to inquire about Mr. Z's preferences, but Mr. Z had been living abroad for many years and few people knew his preferences.
But it is said that Mr. Z is in Africa recently, so I boldly booked a Chinese restaurant in the summer to let Mr. Z recall the taste of his hometown.
He Nanxi was wearing a cheongsam of her own design. She was not sure whether Mr. Z was a man or a woman, and was worried that Mr. Z would misunderstand her, so she deliberately chose a very conservative style.
She sat in the box an hour in advance waiting. The box was very exquisitely designed, with a classical design. The dining table was next to the bed, and she could see the pavilions and waterside terraces outside. It was very stylish.
He Nanxi sat at the window in a daze, wondering what kind of person Mr. Z was.
Is he tall or short? Fat or thin?
Is it old or middle-aged? Dressy or casual?
He Nanxi actually felt nervous about meeting someone she was not familiar with online, and she didn't know what Mr. Z would talk to her about today.
Suddenly the waiter's voice was heard, and He Nanxi quickly stood up to greet him.
A man in his fifties stood at the door with a kind smile on his face. He had a long stubble and very dark skin, as if he had been sun-bathed for a long time. He was wearing the most ordinary black pants and shirt, which were a little wrinkled. He looked tired but full of energy.
Behind him was a woman in her forties with wheat-colored skin and some wrinkles on her face, but she looked energetic, with bright eyes that were very attractive.
"Hello... hello, I'm He Nanxi."
He Nanxi was stunned. She never expected that two people would come.
"Hello, He Nanxi, I've heard of your name for a long time. You are really young and promising."
The woman spoke, her voice filled with indescribable vitality. She didn't sound like someone in her forties at all, but more like a little girl.
"My name is Yang Ying, Mr. Z's wife. You can call me Sister Yang. We just got off the plane and I came with you. I hope you don't mind."
At this moment, many thoughts flashed through He Nanxi's mind.
Could it be that she was here to keep an eye on me, afraid that she would seduce Mr. Z?
The next second she denied her idea.
"Hello, Sister Yang, is this Mr. Z?"
"My name is Zhou Ruhai. There's no need to be so fancy. I just wanted to save time and wrote my initials. Who knew it would become Mr. Z? It doesn't sound nice at all."
Yang Ying agreed: "Yeah, I think so too. We might as well be called Chow Tai Fook or Zhou Liufu. It would make us look richer."
He Nanxi listened to the conversation between the two and burst out laughing:
“Will this involve infringement?”
Zhou Ruhai: "Hmm... you have a point. Never mind, then Mr. Z. It's hard to change after so many years."
The original tension was immediately dispelled, and the three of them sat down.
He Nanxi handed over the menu: "I don't know what you like to eat, so I just ordered a few dishes at random. You can take a look at the menu."
Zhou Ruhai and Yang Ying didn't hesitate to take the menu and read it.
"Boiled chicken! This is good. I'll also give you a portion of boiled beef. The Chinese dishes look more appetizing. I've had enough of compressed biscuits."
"Give me some garlic greens and some steamed eggs with clams. African food is inedible. I'm almost intoxicated by the curry."
Zhou Ruhai and Yang Ying's words aroused He Nanxi's curiosity:
"Mr. Zhou, Ms. Yang, what are you doing in Africa?"
“Photographing wildlife.”
Yang Ying pulled out a camera from his backpack: "Would you like to come and see what we took pictures of?"
He Nanxi's eyes lit up instantly: "Are you a photographer too?"
Zhou Ruhai smiled and said, "She's not a photographer. She just got a whim and had to chase wild animals to experience nature. That's why she went to Africa to chase elephants and ostriches for half a year. You can't tell, but I used to have fair skin. People called me a creamy boy."
He Nanxi looked at Zhou Ruhai's bronze skin and swallowed.
She really didn't see...
"What nonsense are you talking about? Go away and let me talk to Nanxi."
She took out her camera and showed her the photos one by one.
Yang Ying is indeed not a professional photographer, but the photos she takes are very lifelike.
He Nanxi saw the Big Five of Africa, playful lion cubs, African elephants drinking water, a mother and cub white rhino, a leopard hunting, and even herds of buffalo crossing the grassland, a very tense scene.
She also saw unique scenes such as spotted hyenas howling under the moon and zebras migrating.
At this moment, He Nanxi actually felt a little yearning.
“You took such great photos.”
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