Looking at the table full of delicious food and Yuan Hao running around for her, fetching bowls and handing her drinks, Zhang Rourou felt something called vanity in her heart that expanded infinitely.
It turns out that being cherished and cared for by a man feels so good!
Regardless of past and present lives, this man still has to fall at her feet.
In this way, under Yuan Hao's warm hospitality and bombardment of sweet words, Zhang Rourou and Yuan Hao eagerly ate dinner. During this time, Yuan Hao looked at Zhang Rourou's face, which was still quite character-like, and said nonchalantly.
"By the way, Rourou, when you called me before, didn't you say you had something to talk to me about? What exactly is it? Tell me."
He is always generous to the women he likes, and if they ask him for help, they will be more than happy to help.
He was worried that there were no new beauties appearing during this period, and that he was getting tired of the women around him. He didn't expect that this woman would come to him on her own initiative. Moreover, this woman was the one he had fallen in love with before, but he had no chance to make a move on her. It was like he was falling asleep and finding a pillow.
Now that Zhang Rourou brought it to him herself, he accepted it without hesitation.
Compared to Yuan Hao's calculations, which were clattering in his mind, Zhang Rourou was thinking in her heart, how can she participate in the domestic clothing design competition by using the name of the other party's clothing processing factory?
Now, when the other party asked, he just took the opportunity to say it out loud.
"Mr. Yuan, the thing is, I heard that after you went into business, you made a lot of money and even set up a processing plant, which is doing very well."
After hearing what Zhang Rourou said, although Yuan Hao was confused, he still continued.
"Well, that's true. I own a clothing processing factory, and it's quite profitable. Why, do you want to work there?"
He used to work in the same unit with Zhang Rourou, so he naturally knew the salary within the system, which was only a few dozen yuan a month.
Since he went into business, his businesses have been doing well. Although he has been married for a long time and has a wife and children, and his wife is quite beautiful, because he has money and considers himself a playboy, there are always many women who throw themselves at him.
Although Yuan Hao is a playboy, he is not a heartless man. Most of the women he has had sex with would be given a good job. At the very least, he would keep them well supported with money so that he could call them over at any time to vent his feelings whenever he thought of them.
The performance of the garment factory he manages has been developing smoothly in recent years with the help of reform and opening up. A small leader in the garment factory has received a salary of more than 100 yuan, which is much higher than Zhang Rourou's job in the system.
If Zhang Rourou really wants to work in his garment factory, that's not impossible. After all, the one who is close to the water gets the moon first. He can just arrange for her to work in his own garment factory.
Take her out for social events at any time, and in no time, you might end up in bed with her.
In Yuan Hao's opinion, women are just like that. Once they have sex and lose their virginity, they will be obedient and stay by his side, allowing him to do whatever he wants.
Thinking of this, Yuan Hao looked at Zhang Rourou with an even more playful look.
Where's Zhang Rourou? She hadn't noticed the qualitative change in Yuan Hao's gaze. She was still secretly pondering her own plans. When he told her he did have a processing plant and asked her if she wanted to work, she unhesitatingly told him the purpose of her visit.
"It's like this, Mr. Yuan. I've just quit my job and started my own business, just like you. I opened a clothing store on Fushou Street. It's doing pretty well, so there's no need for me to work in your factory. However, I heard there's a fashion design competition going on in China soon, and anyone from City A who wants to participate must have a clothing processing factory or a large clothing company, or even a state-owned enterprise like a supply and marketing cooperative, as a backing and recommendation. So..."
What else did Yuan Hao not understand at this point? Zhang Rourou wanted to participate in the competition and approached him, hoping to borrow his clothing factory to support her and recommend her. He immediately promised.
"You want to participate in this domestic fashion design competition? You want my clothing factory to recommend you, right?"
When Zhang Rourou heard this, she nodded immediately.
"That's right, Mr. Yuan, you are so smart!"
Yuan Hao thought to himself, "Your purpose is clearly written on your face. If I can't see it, how can I stay with women for so long?" But he said.
"Okay, I just want to recommend you to participate in a fashion contest. No problem, I'll take care of it."
Zhang Rourou didn't expect that Yuan Hao would agree so readily, and her eyes turned into crescents with a smile.
"Really? Mr. Yuan, you agreed?"
Yuan Hao looked calmly at Zhang Rourou, who was laughing so hard that her face was shaking with laughter, and thought to himself, this woman is indeed quite pretty and has long-term ambitions. He has played with so many women, and they were all cheap women who relied on men and used their beauty to please them.
No woman has ever come to him for her own ideals. Zhang Rourou seems to be studious and ambitious. She is worthy of being a college graduate. A woman like this might be more fun to play with.
What if he accidentally gives Zhang Rourou this opportunity and this woman wins a prize in the fashion design competition?
Not only can it serve as a live advertisement for his clothing factory, but it will also make him proud. After all, the woman he slept with won a domestic fashion design competition. How awesome is that?
Thinking of this, Yuan Hao immediately decided that since Rourou had come to him, he would do her a favor. However, this favor would not be given for free.
Tonight, he has to collect some interest. Such a beautiful woman with a hot body just came to him on her own. Judging from the looks of it, she is still a virgin. It would be a waste not to sleep with her.
Thinking of this, Yuan Hao looked at Zhang Rourou with a different look in his eyes, and said nonchalantly.
"Of course I agreed. After all, we used to work in the same unit. Since we both resigned from our original units and started our own business, I naturally have to help you."
Zhang Rourou was immersed in great joy at this moment, as if she saw herself standing on the podium of the National Fashion Design Competition, holding the trophy in her hands, and smiling at the audience, and she said repeatedly.
"Really? That's great! Thank you, Mr. Yuan!"
Yuan Hao's face was also filled with a meaningful smile. He picked up the white wine beside him and said with a smile.
"What are you thanking me for? You'll have to produce some good work when the time comes to bring honor to our factory, to justify my enthusiastic recommendation. Oh, and to celebrate, you can participate in the national fashion competition. Shouldn't we have a drink to celebrate?"
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