Chapter 122: Missing the Interview Time
The meeting went very smoothly, thanks to Tang Wanhua's skillful discussion and handling of the situation.
The price the other party could offer was initially three percentage points higher.
These three points are enough to feed the entire Jiang family for a while longer.
Jiang Huaiyuan was overjoyed, his face beaming.
Until the end of the show.
Tang Wanhua had to leave first due to other commitments.
Thanks to the groundwork laid at the beginning, the foreigners were quite accepting of Xu Yihuan taking over and finishing up the project.
Wait until the dinner party is completely over.
Jiang Huaiyuan then had Jiang Tingbai escort Xu Yihuan away.
Unlike yesterday, the place we ate at today is more than an hour's drive from the school.
Therefore, Xu Yihuan did not refuse Jiang Huaiyuan's kindness.
Jiang Tingbai grew up abroad and got his driver's license at the age of sixteen.
He's quite skilled at driving.
In the car, Jiang Tingbai had already played some soothing music.
Once we were on the elevated road, we were able to smoothly start a conversation.
"Sister Huanhuan is amazing."
During the meal, Xu Yihuan barely ate anything and had to remain highly focused.
He was leaning wearily against the window at that moment.
Hearing Jiang Tingbai's words, she was also listless and answered lazily.
"Really? I'm alright."
He was very cold, but Jiang Tingbai was not deterred by his cold attitude.
He glanced at her sideways and asked, "Does Huanhuan not like me?"
"No, how did you figure that out?"
Jiang Tingbai tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and said with a smile, "No, I guessed. I think I heard my brother mention you, but he doesn't like me. I thought... you don't like me either."
Upon hearing this, Xu Yihuan lifted her eyelids, glanced at him quietly for a few moments, and remained silent.
Although she and Jiang Jinnan were not friends, they were not enemies either.
Hearing such words about the aroma of tea, Xu Yihuan naturally didn't respond.
Jiang Tingbai paused, then continued, "It's just a pity. If he had studied finance, he could have helped Huanhuan later. But he chose art..."
"If I were at the company, I would definitely be able to help my sister later."
His words implied that if he inherited the company, he would definitely help Xu Yihuan.
Xu Yihuan scoffed, unable to resist mocking her.
"Did you play the wrong music? Did you mean to play a love story?"
"Huh?" Jiang Tingbai was a little confused for a moment because he didn't expect Xu Yihuan to jump to this topic so quickly, but he still asked obediently, "You want to hear a love story, right?"
"Let me look for it."
As he spoke, Jiang Tingbai actually started looking for it, but unfortunately, the song required a membership, which Jiang Tingbai didn't have.
After Xu Yihuan finished speaking, she closed her eyes and leaned her head back in the chair.
Should we say he's bold or stupid?
Is this a way of trying to win me over, but not daring to say it outright?
The song "Mandarin Duck Opera" wasn't played in the car until Xu Yihuan was driven back to her dormitory.
Jiang Tingbai got out of the car and opened the car door for Xu Yihuan.
"See you tomorrow, Huanhuan."
Xu Yihuan paused, said nothing, and continued walking straight ahead.
In the darkness, Xu Yihuan's figure was somewhat blurry, but her shape was still discernible.
Jiang Tingbai stared at it thoughtfully for a few seconds.
I took out my phone and took a picture.
He immediately forwarded it to Jiang Jinnan.
Xu Yihuan returned to her dormitory.
Lu Anlan had finished her evening self-study session long ago and had already taken a shower. She was sitting in front of the computer, doing something, pulling at her hair with a troubled expression.
Xu Yihuan didn't greet her.
She was too tired to come back, and all she wanted to do was take a shower and rest.
I had just finished packing my clothes and was about to go in when I discovered someone was in the bathroom.
Xu Yihuan sat back down on the chair and began rummaging through drawers and cabinets looking for instant noodles.
I barely ate anything at the dinner party today, and now I'm starving.
Hearing Xu Yihuan's movement, Lu Anlan turned his head.
Seeing that Xu Yihuan had pulled out a pack of instant noodles from somewhere and was about to open it, Lu Anlan quickly stopped her.
I handed her two takeout bags, one containing rice and the other a milk tea.
"Tan Zhixu asked me to give this to you."
He said he was worried you hadn't eaten dinner.
"The takeout just arrived, it should still be warm. Eat it quickly, or it won't taste good if it gets cold."
It was food from Wufangge, standard Yuncheng cuisine.
Xu Yihuan took the package and looked at the bright red takeout bag from Wufangge. Her weariness was somewhat dispelled, and a warm feeling rose in her heart.
Xu Yihuan placed the takeout bag on the table, took a picture, and sent it to Tan Zhixu.
Received it, thank you!
The next second, Tan Zhixu called.
He seems to really enjoy making phone calls.
Xu Yihuan secretly grumbled to herself.
But I still obediently went to the balcony to receive it.
"You're back?"
Tan Zhixu's voice carried a hint of laughter, which made Xu Yihuan feel better, and she spoke much more gently.
"Yes, I just got back."
"Okay, then you should go eat quickly, or you'll get cold."
Xu Yihuan asked in disbelief, "You called me just to say this one sentence?"
"Yes, I called you because I wanted to hear your voice." But I was worried you might be hungry, so I'll just listen to a few words.
Since expressing his feelings, Tan Zhixu seems to have broken some kind of seal, and he no longer pretends when he speaks.
Xu Yihuan's face flushed: "Okay, bye-bye then."
Xu Yihuan returned to her dorm and was about to open her takeout order when Lu Anlan came over.
Lu Anlan moved the computer over and sat down next to Xu Yihuan.
"Huanhuan, can you help me take a look? Is this way of writing it correct?"
"You don't know, during evening self-study tonight, the college's e+ media center came to recruit new members. I was quite interested, so I thought I'd fill out the application form. But when I checked the group chat, I found out that the interviews start tomorrow."
"I'm actually a little nervous."
Just then, the bathroom door was pushed open.
Pei Yutang came out from inside.
Xu Yihuan raised an eyebrow when she saw the person who came out.
She asked Lu Anlan softly, "Why did she come back today?"
Lu Anlan shrugged: "Who knows? Maybe it's because of 8 a.m. tomorrow."
Xu Yihuan nodded and shifted her gaze to her interview form.
Besides the basic information, the remaining questions are about personal job performance and career prospects, which are a bit more difficult.
Xu Yihuan looked at it carefully.
"I think it's fine, let's leave it at that. You can write a little more about the work outlook, you can just copy it from the internet."
"There shouldn't be any problems. It mostly depends on how you react on the day of the interview."
Pei Yutang paused in her hair-drying motion, perhaps because she had heard these words.
Lu Anlan chuckled, feeling much less tense.
Bring the computer back.
"Huanhuan, isn't the Foreign Language Association also having interviews tomorrow?"
Aren't you in a hurry to fill out the interview form?
Xu Yihuan shook her head, sighed, and said, "I don't know if I'll be free tomorrow."
"If I can't go tomorrow, I'll have to go next year."
Lu Anlan placed the computer on her lap and tenderly cupped Xu Yihuan's face in her hands.
"Our little Huanhuan has really worked hard."
Xu Yihuan was amused by her.
Pei Yutang turned on the hairdryer to suppress their voices.
His gaze fell coldly on the interview form for the foreign language association in front of his computer.
A smug glint flashed in his eyes.
It's a real shame she can't go; she can go.
After finishing her meal, Xu Yihuan tidied up the takeout containers and took the clothes in the basin to wash them.
The notification ringtone went off.
Xu Yihuan opened her phone and took a look.
It's news about Tang Wanhua.
[Huanhuan, there's a press conference being held by the Jiang family tomorrow at 2 PM. Could you go? I have something else to do and can't make it.]
There will be a dinner afterwards, so I probably won't be able to get back until 8 pm tomorrow.
Please ask to skip class tomorrow; I'll approve your leave slip.
Xu Yihuan paused, "No way, I really can't go tomorrow?"
But Xu Yihuan still replied with "OK".
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