Chapter 284 Your Future Daughter-in-Law
He Sang's spine stiffened.
I couldn't hear anything at that moment.
"What a rare event! General Manager Liang of Zhonghai Group has always been arrogant and wouldn't interact with private companies like us. But today he's condescending." Director Zhang laughed. "Are these dishes for Director Liang and me?"
Liang Chihui swirled his wine glass without saying a word.
The waiter brought the first dish, "Fish stewed with ham. No chopped green onions, minced garlic, or stir-frying. Miss He can't stand the aroma of stir-fried green onions."
He Sang's heart felt so blocked, as if it was being stirred by a stick, leaving countless bloody holes.
The dishes were ordered and paid for in advance by Director Zhang. There were no dietary restrictions marked on them. The manager had consulted her whether she should follow the old rules. She understood the ways of the world. Liang Chihui booked the table, Director Zhang hosted the meal, and it was a dinner for men to talk about work. She had no right to be pretentious. If she could eat it, she would eat it. If she couldn't, it didn't matter.
Liang Ji was afraid that she would be hungry.
"Eight Treasures Seafood Porridge, the shrimp has been replaced with fish maw, Miss He is allergic to shrimp."
Liang Chihui narrowed his eyes, and a sinister and cruel light flashed in his pupils.
"Matsutake beef stew, no sugar, soy sauce or peppercorns, only seasoning sauce. Miss He avoids sweet and spicy food."
Mr. Zhang witnessed this scene and watched the show with great interest.
"Chicken soup with bamboo shoots. It's made by peeling the chicken skin and stewing it. Miss He avoids oil."
After the waiter finished introducing the dietary restrictions, he bowed respectfully and said, "Dear guest, please enjoy your meal."
The fallen petals on the bluestone slabs blew into the private room and scattered all over the floor. Liang Chihui slightly raised his legs and brushed his trouser legs. "Tell me what you hate, and I will remember it."
He Sang nodded.
Liang Chihui shook her hand and said, "Do you blame me? I didn't understand your dietary restrictions."
"I don't blame you..." She subconsciously pulled her hand back, but the man held it tightly, so she didn't pull it out. "I forgot to bring it up."
"This will be the only time I fail to take good care of you." Liang Chihui wiped the corner of his mouth, obviously not in the mood to eat.
After the dinner, He Sang didn't even touch the four dishes.
A man of Liang Chihui's status is particularly concerned about his reputation. If she touched the dishes sent by Liang Jishen, it would be tantamount to embarrassing him in front of Director Zhang.
He knew that she still had feelings for him behind his back, so at least in public, he had to keep his distance and draw a clear line.
Liang Chihui is not forcing her feelings now. He is very gentlemanly and gives her space to let things develop naturally.
Once He Sang crosses his bottom line, the consequences will be extreme.
Either his patience ran out and she could no longer get close to him, or he would just demand it and gain the upper hand, something He Sang was unwilling to sacrifice so much.
"Brother, I'm going to the bathroom."
Liang Chihui looked over her at Box No. 4. Liang Jishen and Mr. Qiu were both there, but Mrs. Qiu was not.
He didn't poke the point, "Do you know the way?"
He Sang said very gently, "I recognize him."
Liang Chihui looked at her intently again. This girl was so well-behaved and lovely. It would have been great if this wasn't just an acting to deal with him, but a genuine expression of her feelings.
He laughed and said, "Go ahead."
He Sang walked along the wooden corridor in Area A and headed straight for the ladies' restroom. Mrs. Qiu was putting on makeup at the sink. She had guessed she would come, so she turned on the faucet. "Mrs. Qiu, to cut to the chase, please ask Gu Jianghai to look up the address of this village for me."
She opened her Moments and pulled out the photo. Mrs. Qiu leaned closer and asked, "Isn't this Hongxing Village?"
"Hongxing Village?"
"This apricot tree is three hundred years old. My niece's high school teacher once taught Chinese in Hongxing Village. Hongxing Village is located in Wanxi County, the same Wanxi County where you gave your congratulatory performance! It's a remote and impoverished area with many unruly people, so almost no one goes there." Mrs. Qiu clutched her powder box. "Are you going to perform again? Would Liang Chihui be willing to let you suffer?"
He Sang shook his head. "Do the wealthy and powerful people in Ji Province and other provinces have relatives living in Hongxing Village?"
"You must be joking!" Mrs. Qiu waved her hand. "It won't matter in eight lifetimes."
She took a deep breath, her expression serious.
"Have you found any clues?"
He Sang didn't explain too much, "Thank you for taking so much care of Ji Shen's health."
"What's the point of me worrying about this?" Mrs. Qiu complained to her a little. "Mr. Liang is ill from overwork. No one is as considerate as you."
She said nothing and hurried back to the private room.
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Coming out of Taoyuan, Yao Wenjie's red BMW X6 was parked at the foot of the steps with the window lowered by one-third. She saw Liang Chihui and was about to get out of the car, but then she saw Chairman Zhang behind her and frowned.
"Second brother, why did you call me over here?"
The threshold was high, so Liang Chihui helped He Sang to prevent her from tripping. "It was Director Zhang's idea."
Yao Wenjie looked indifferent and ordered the driver to drive.
"Wenji..." Director Zhang rushed down the stairs, opened the car door, and grabbed her arm. "You've been avoiding me these past few days, and I've been feeling uneasy. Did I upset you?"
Yao Wenji was annoyed and swung her arm vigorously, "Don't touch me when the children are here."
Mr. Zhang tried to get into the car, but she continued to evade him, "Stand outside!"
"Thanks to you this time, otherwise the Zhang Group wouldn't have gotten the project." Director Zhang bent down. "I understand. You're seeking revenge against Liang Yanzhang by supporting your son's rise to power. Although you have selfish motives, I've benefited. I've felt guilty towards you before, and I will make it up to you."
Yao Wenji looked ahead and said, "Give half of the benefits from the province to my son."
"Half?" Director Zhang hadn't expected Yao Wenji to ask for such a high price. "Is 40% not enough? The Zhang Group invested 700 million..."
"Let's go back to the old house." Yao Wenjie was too lazy to talk nonsense.
The driver started the car, and Director Zhang panicked, "Wen Ji...I promise!"
The car stalled again.
"I heard that at the same time the Zhang Group signed the contract with the provincial government, the province gave you the viaduct construction project." Yao Wenji stroked the agate ring on her index finger. "You should transfer it to the Liang Group. I've made up a reason for you: they don't have enough funds and energy to contract the viaduct. And since the Liang Group was originally chosen for that billion-yuan project, the province should compensate them."
Mr. Zhang gritted his teeth.
Yao Wenji was too cunning. She was worried that he would change his mind and not share the benefits with Liang Chihui. She took the initiative and took every opportunity to grab them. His giving way to others was seen by the outside world as a way to curry favor with Liang Chihui. No matter how successful the Zhang Group was in the future, it would always be inferior to the Liang Group, and Liang Chihui would always be superior to him.
"Wenji, I will do whatever you want." Director Zhang coaxed her.
Yao Wenjie signaled Liang Chihui to get in the car. He sat in the passenger seat, He Sang sat on Yao Wenjie's left, and his driver turned around and went back to the company.
As they drove out of Taoyuan Street, Yao Wenji stared at him, "Where's my necklace?"
Liang Chihui was playing with the messy tie buckle, and He Sang tied a knot, which became tighter and tighter, leaving a red mark an inch below his Adam's apple.
"What necklace?"
"My Australian white pearl necklace, why are you acting so stupid?"
He chuckled, "Give it away."
"Who did you send it to?"
Liang Chihui was silent for a second, "Your future daughter-in-law."
He Sang glanced at him and only saw the back of the man's black hair.
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