Chapter 226 If You Reject Again, I Will Think More
Lin Yan remained unfazed by the praise or criticism, smiling broadly: "Mr. Harold, it is my honor to be so similar to your daughter."
The wrinkles at the corners of Harold's eyes smoothed out, revealing the kindness of an elder towards his younger generation.
"Xiao Lin, come to think of it, at your age, you could be my granddaughter. I feel friendly when I see your face. My last name is Shang. If you don't mind, you can call me Grandpa Shang from now on."
It is truly commendable that a prominent figure like Mr. Shang can be so gentle and approachable.
This is also rare in her many years of career.
Lin Yan nodded slightly: "Okay, Grandpa Shang."
Shang Lao stood up and raised his hand to signal her to go with him: "Let's go, your President Lu should be waiting for us."
After passing through the red-carpeted corridor, the door of the box was pushed open by the waiter.
The man standing in the box was wearing a dark gray suit. His broad shoulders and narrow waist made him look tall and straight under the warm light.
Lin Yan's first impression of him was that he was handsome, gentle and elegant, just like a modest gentleman who walked out of an ancient book.
This man is his boss, Lu Linfeng, the founder of Huasheng Translation.
"Mr. Shang, welcome." Lu Linfeng stepped forward and shook Mr. Shang's hand naturally.
Old Shang glanced at him, with an unspoken smile in his eyes.
Lin Yan followed them into the box. Old Shang and Lu Linfeng walked in front and seemed to be talking about something. Old Shang patted the back of Lu Linfeng's hand and smiled from time to time. The familiar and natural communication surprised her a little.
It doesn't feel like they have a normal customer relationship.
Lin Yan was curious, but had no desire to know.
After all, she just regarded this dinner as part of her job.
There was a round table in the huge private room, and the light from the French chandelier sprinkled on the tableware, casting tiny spots of light.
Lin Yan found a seat and sat down. Just as she placed her computer bag on the side of the chair, she saw Mr. Shang pointing to the empty seat next to him: "Xiao Lin, come sit here with me. It's more convenient for us to chat."
She changed her seat as instructed, picked up the celadon wine bottle on the table, and poured wine for the two bosses.
The wine made a slight sound when it entered the glass. Old Shang's eyes fell on Lin Yan's slightly lowered face, and he deliberately glanced at Lu Linfeng.
"Linfeng, the translator you introduced me to is quite good. Xiaolin is a beautiful girl with strong working ability. He is a talented person."
Lin Yan paused holding the wine bottle and was about to say something modest when she heard Lu Linfeng's low voice coming from beside her.
"Lin Yan is truly outstanding. She won first prize in the CATTI Cup National Translation Competition, which is very prestigious. She's a hot commodity in our translation community."
Lin Yan placed the wine bottle on the table and politely replied, "Mr. Lu, thank you for your compliment. I still have a lot to learn."
"It's a good thing for young people to be humble, but your abilities are there, there's no need to hide them." Mr. Shang's tone changed unexpectedly.
"Xiao Lin, our Lin Feng is also very good. He's a returned overseas PhD, fluent in multiple languages, and a genius in the field of literature. He returned to China and founded Huasheng a few years ago. The company has been thriving and is about to go public. He's a truly outstanding man."
Lin Yan was very sensitive and sensed something like a blind date.
Just as he was thinking about how to respond politely, he heard Lu Linfeng smile helplessly, with an indulgent tone: "Grandpa, you are exaggerating again."
grandfather?
Lin Yan raised her eyes, surprise flashing in her eyes.
It suddenly dawned on her that it was no wonder the two were so close; it turned out they were family.
Lin Yan's eyes accidentally passed by Lu Linfeng, but accidentally bumped into his smiling eyes, and then naturally avoided his sight.
Mr. Shang was amused by her reaction and used his serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish belly for her: "Xiao Lin, Lin Feng is my adopted grandson, just like my own grandson. I met him when he was studying abroad..."
Mr. Shang paused and glanced at Lu Linfeng meaningfully: "This kid is good in everything, but he is too boring in some things."
Lin Yan raised her lips but didn't respond.
Afterwards, Lin Yan always felt that Mr. Shang's eyes fell on her from time to time, and his words and deeds were trying to match her with Lu Linfeng.
Lin Yan could only pretend not to understand and concentrate on eating. Occasionally she would stand up to refill her wine and say a few official words in the workplace, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible.
This meal took a long time.
Later, Mr. Shang began to talk about work with Lu Linfeng.
He said he was planning to expand his overseas business back home and to settle down in northern Beijing in the future.
Lin Yan stood aside and listened to their conversation quietly without saying a word.
Lu Linfeng: "Grandpa, you are already quite old and have been busy all your life. It's time to take a rest."
Mr. Shang: "If you can move, keep working. We have to pursue something in our lifetime. If you let me idle, you might as well kill me."
"Grandpa, no matter how busy you are, your health is the most important thing."
"Jingxiang asks the doctor to check me up every year, and I'm in very good health."
"By the way, Aunt Jingxiang didn't return home this time?"
"No, I'm busy! Jingxiang has been handling my overseas business for the past few years. I've forced her to become a strong woman." Mr. Shang's tone gradually deepened, and his face was gloomy.
"Lin Feng, you know I don't have a son, only two daughters... My eldest daughter severed her relationship with me due to emotional issues, and I haven't heard from her since..."
"She did it. She won't rely on the halo of business anymore and will be self-reliant. It's been over 20 years now, and she must have long forgotten me, her old father... Fortunately, I have Jingxiang all these years... Otherwise..."
Mr. Shang didn't say anything else, and the turbid and sad light in his eyes was gone.
Taking a deep breath, Mr. Shang started again: "Okay, we've strayed a bit, and now we're talking about family matters again..."
"Xiao Lin." The traces of time were outlined in the corners of Shang Lao's eyes: "I am old and talk a lot, please don't mind."
Lin Yan only came back to her senses when she heard Mr. Shang calling her name.
They had been chatting for nearly three or four hours, but Lin Yan had long since distanced herself from the conversation and didn't even listen to what they were talking about.
Lin Yan maintained a professional smile: "Grandpa Shang, I don't mind. You guys continue chatting."
This "continue" was quite long, and it didn't end until the evening...
Lin Yan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Mr. Shang’s driver coming to pick someone up.
Finally I can leave.
There was light snow outside the hotel gate, and the cold wind blew into Lin Yan's neck.
cold.
Mr. Shang was in good spirits, drank some wine, and talked a lot. When he left, he patted her shoulder and looked at her seriously.
"Xiao Lin, you look so much like my daughter... In the future, please ask Lin Feng to bring you to my house more often. As an old widower, I'm really looking forward to you young people coming to chat with me and liven up the atmosphere at home!"
After saying that, he looked at Lu Linfeng again and said, "Tell the driver to drive slowly on the road and send the girl home safely."
"Okay, Grandpa."
After watching Mr. Shang leave, Lu Linfeng opened the back door for Lin Yan: "Get in, I'll take you home."
Lin Yan: "No need, Mr. Lu, I drove the car."
"You've been drinking." Lu Linfeng's tone left no room for doubt: "After I send you home, I'll ask the driver to drive you back."
"No, it's too much trouble."
Lu Linfeng stretched out his hand to shield her head, the back of his hand shielding her from the light snowflakes. The moment he spoke, a faint white mist drifted out with his breath, transforming into a touch of tenderness in the cold air: "It's not a bother."
Lin Yan took a step back: "Mr. Lu, there's really no need."
Lu Linfeng saw her inner resistance and could only speak to her in a businesslike manner.
"Lin Yan, it's just a normal boss sending an employee home. If you refuse again, I'll think too much."
“…” Lin Yan hesitated for a while and got in the car.
It was warm inside the car, and the stiffness in my body gradually dissipated.
The driver drove quietly, Lu Linfeng sat beside him, and the car fell into silence.
Lin Yan looked at the neon lights passing by outside the window, her fingers unconsciously clasping the strap of her computer bag.
In my mind, I started thinking about Xing Yu again...
"Lin Yan, thank you for your hard work today." Lu Linfeng spoke, breaking the silence. He explained, "Don't take some of what Grandpa said today to heart. He was just overly concerned about my personal problems. He didn't have any bad intentions."
"I understand." Lin Yan said calmly, "Old man, you have good intentions."
Lu Linfeng raised his lips: "Do you know what his kindness is?"
Lin Yan was choked by the question and laughed awkwardly.
The car stopped right in front of a red light, and the light from the street lamps outside the car window outlined his three-dimensional figure.
He turned his head and stared at Lin Yan's cold profile: "Lin Yan, I have been following you for a long time."
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