"Sister Xiaotang, why are you back in Jincheng? I didn't see you on the invitation list."
She remembered all the invited guests, but Shen Beitang didn't seem to be among them.
"Hey, I came here specifically to see your brother."
Ding Meng's eyes widened instantly. Looking for my brother? Could it be that Ding Yi'ang still has hope?
"Talk to your brother about the development project in Jincheng."
After hearing the second half of the sentence, Ding Meng's shining eyes dimmed again; it seemed there was still no hope.
"But it seems unfortunate tonight; I haven't had a chance to chat with Mr. Ding alone."
Shen Beitang shook his head in anguish, "What a pity, this project was in a rather urgent time."
"So you want to talk to my brother alone about the project?" Ding Meng asked.
"Yes, that's why I came here today."
Shen Beitang showed the proposal to Ding Meng, saying, "It's just missing Ding's stamp."
Before she came, she had heard that Ding Zhiang was a doting brother.
Ding Meng never shies away from company matters, and some tasks are even delegated to her.
She had heard from her brother that it was the biggest project in Jincheng in the past five years, but she didn't know why it had been delayed and hadn't started.
When a best friend is in trouble, a best friend will help; it's just a matter of arranging a meeting.
"I'll arrange for my brother to come to the company for you at 10 a.m. tomorrow."
Shen Beitang's eyes lit up. "Really? Is that possible?"
Ding Meng patted her chest and assured him, "If my brother knew it was to meet you, he'd probably stay at the company and wait for you."
"Thank you, Mengmeng."
"Don't be so polite with me, Sister Xiaotang."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ding Meng sensed something was wrong. She turned her head and saw Gu Zhun staring at them menacingly.
Ding Meng didn't know what she was feeling guilty about. She made an appointment with Shen Beitang to meet again and then slipped away.
When Gu Zhun was on the phone, he saw Ding Meng pulling Shen Beitang along, chattering away, making Shen Beitang laugh so hard she was bent over.
"What are you talking about? You seem to be having a great time."
"I've arranged to meet Ding Yi'ang tomorrow at 10 a.m.
Shen Beitang stood up and smoothed out her skirt: "Mission complete, can we leave now?"
"Were you just arranging a time to meet tomorrow?"
Gu Zhun didn't believe it; how could someone be laughing so happily when they were just discussing official business?
"Then, Mr. Gu, could you please tell us what we're talking about?"
Gu Zhun crossed his arms, looking indifferent. "Whatever, but... if you want to tell me, I'm happy to listen."
Hmph, they clearly want to know, but they pretend to be indifferent.
Shen Beitang turned her head away and said, "You want to know? I'm not going to tell you."
...
On the way back, every time Gu Zhun tried to ask something, Shen Beitang cut him off.
I didn't get a single answer, but I did get a lot of anger.
Did you leave the lights on?
The villa was brightly lit from the first to the third floor.
Gu Zhun shook his head. The villa has a fully intelligent system; the lights turn off when people leave. It's impossible for such a mistake to happen.
Shen Beitang walked ahead, picked up a twig from the grass, and was about to open it when he struck the person inside on the head.
"Brother Zhun, you're back."
Bai Ling, wearing an apron, held a pot of freshly cooked rock sugar pears and smiled adorably.
"Sister Tangtang, you're here too."
Bai Ling greeted her like a hostess.
Bai Ling placed the pot on the table and skillfully prepared slippers for Gu Zhun.
"Brother Zhun, you must be tired after a long day. Put on some slippers and let your feet rest."
Shen Beitang noticed that Bai Ling had thrown away the men's pair of the couple's slippers that had been prepared.
The pair of women's shoes that were left behind had clearly been taken to an unknown place and left to roam around; they smelled rancid.
The pair of shoes that Bai Ling gave to Gu Zhun just now were clearly a pair with her own.
These are not my shoes.
Gu Zhun noticed with his sharp eyes that the slippers seemed different from the ones he had worn that morning, and hesitated for a long time.
"Ah, these were the same pairs when I arrived."
Bai Ling started to play dumb, thinking that it was just a pair of slippers and Gu Zhun wouldn't remember.
Gu Zhun disdainfully tossed his slippers aside and went inside wearing his leather shoes.
"I only wear that brand of slippers. Don't bring these cheap, cheap ones from the supermarket in front of me."
"Okay, I understand, Brother Zhun."
Bai Ling subconsciously pulled her foot back, worried that Gu Zhun would notice something was amiss.
"I don't like wearing supermarket clothes either. Could you please buy me some new slippers tomorrow?"
Shen Beitang used his foot to pry the pair of vomit-smelling slippers next to Bai Ling.
Bai Ling lowered her head, looking at Shen Beitang's feet with resentment, and hummed in response.
When she tried to lean over and serve Gu Zhun a bowl of rock sugar pear soup, Gu Zhun had already started drinking the coffee that Shen Beitang had brewed.
"Brother Zhun, it's not good to drink coffee at night. How about some rock sugar pear soup instead? It's good for your lungs."
Gu Zhun pushed the bowl back in front of Bai Ling: "I need to discuss the plan with Shen Beitang tonight, you should go to sleep."
"Brother Zhun, didn't you say you wanted me to study with you? I want to study with you."
Bai Ling was about to follow Gu Zhun upstairs. She had finally managed to come along, so how could she let the two of them be alone together?
Shen Beitang frowned unhappily; she had already made it very clear to Gu Zhun beforehand.
If Bai Ling really participates in the project in the south, she will withdraw immediately.
Looking at Gu Zhun's expression, Shen Beitang's resolve had softened somewhat.
"Gu Zhun," Shen Beitang called out.
"You should go to sleep first. Tonight is an internal meeting, and it's not convenient for you to attend."
Despite Gu Zhun's refusal, Bai Ling remained as composed as ever, standing motionless in place.
"Brother Zhun, I really won't bother you, please let me go."
"snort."
Shen Beitang snorted coldly, "Please take care of your family matters before we discuss business, Mr. Gu."
...
Shen Beitang sat in the study on the second floor, closing the door tightly so that not a sound could get in.
She didn't want to hear how Gu Zhun lowered himself to coax Bai Ling; she had read enough about it in the book.
But the more I tried to focus on the project proposal, the more my thoughts were distracted by the slightest noises outside the door.
34 minutes and 27 seconds have passed.
Gu Zhun pushed open the door and came in, rubbing his temples; his exhaustion was clearly visible.
“Bai Ling said that one of her great-aunts is here, so she wanted to come back and visit,” Gu Zhun said to himself.
Shen Beitang scribbled on the proposal with his pen and said in a calm voice.
"Why are you telling me all this? After all, Bai Ling is your woman."
Gu Zhun disliked Shen Beitang's aggressive manner, which was like a sharp sword, piercing his heart with each thrust.
Do you really have to do this?
Shen Beitang calmly put down his pen, looked up, and asked in return, "What about me?"
An absurd silence fell between them again, both of them holding back their anger.
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