Chapter 9 [09]
male model
The Luo family villa is located in the southern part of Dongchuan, while the high-tech zone where Mingyue is located is situated in the north of the city.
It took one hour and twenty minutes to get there, even with most of the lights being green.
At 3 p.m., a black Maybach drove into the park through the main gate.
Luo Qingyue leaned her head against the car window, looking at the neatly planted camphor trees outside the glass, and for a moment she wondered if this was a prank.
After all, at this time of year, one could easily fly abroad for a trip. If the seats weren't comfortable, her legs and feet would probably be sore and numb by now.
The other side of the car's back seat was occupied by the perpetrator.
Luo Hanzhou said that this was a big step she had taken towards a new life, and she was determined to come and witness history.
Luo Qingyue clearly expressed her refusal, but her older brother was like a piece of chewing gum that she couldn't shake off. It is said that he even turned down an important event.
"This commute is a bit long."
Luo Hanzhou glanced at the timer on his phone, then looked at Luo Qingyue. "I'll go to the nearby real estate developments later and find a few apartments for you to choose from, as a gift from your brother."
At least he had the heart to do it.
Luo Qingyue accepted the arrangement expressionlessly, completely letting him make his way.
"Did you bring everything?" Luo Hanzhou asked.
Just like when I took her to school as a child, and we parted at the school gate with the same concern.
He held the backpack in his arms, which contained a printed resume.
Luo Qingyue nodded, and the driver parked the car in front of a tall building at the end of the main road.
The car door opened, and the sunlight was so intense that it was hard to open one's eyes.
Luo Qingyue raised her hand to shield her eyes from the sun, took one step out, and heard Luo Hanzhou's admonition.
"Relax, don't be nervous. I'll treat you to a big meal after this is over."
Luo Qingyue ignored him and stepped onto the building steps.
People passed by, and their eyes kept turning towards her.
Suddenly realizing something, he abruptly stopped in his tracks.
She turned her head and saw Luo Hanzhou standing by the car, watching her go, looking just like a loving old father.
Who brings friends and family to an interview? You might not feel embarrassed, but I certainly do.
Luo Qingyue widened her eyes, pointed towards the gate, and gestured as if to drive them away.
Luo Hanzhou received the order and gave her an OK sign, but did not move.
Luo Qingyue ignored him and jogged into the office building.
The lobby on the first floor is spacious and bright. The floor tiles are smooth and reflect clearly.
Luo Qingyue didn't know where to go, so she slowed her pace and looked around until a woman's voice came from ahead.
"Hello, miss, do you have an appointment?"
Luo Qingyue looked toward the front desk in the direction of the voice, where a girl of similar age to her was standing.
Having found her way, she went straight there and stated her purpose: "I'm looking for your boss."
Mr. Lu is out of the office.
The receptionist seemed skeptical, so Luo Qingyue added, "Come for an interview."
The receptionist suddenly realized, looked down and opened her notebook: "You're Luo Qingyue, right?"
Having received an affirmative answer, she swiped her card to help Luo Qingyue pass through the identity verification gate and led her to the elevator: "President Cheng instructed that you can find him on the twentieth floor."
Luo Qingyue thanked the receptionist, waited for the elevator doors to open, went inside, and pressed the corresponding button.
She stood in the corner, took out a cushion compact from her backpack, checked her appearance in the mirror, and touched up her makeup.
During this time, people kept coming and going, but she pretended not to see them until the elevator arrived. She then packed up her belongings and walked out with confident steps.
The secretary led her to the office door.
Luo Qingyue knocked twice on the door, and after receiving permission to "come in," she gently pushed the door open.
Compared to the person sitting at the desk, what first catches her eye is an entire wall of cartoon figurines.
Completely captivated, Luo Qingyue walked to the glass display case, tilted her head back, and carefully admired it.
Having experienced similar scenes many times, Cheng Wang was no longer surprised.
He stood up, walked to Luo Qingyue's side, and asked with a smile, "Do you like it?"
Luo Qingyue turned her head, her gaze falling on the man. He must be the President Cheng that the receptionist and secretary had mentioned.
"It's alright," Luo Qingyue replied. "I love collecting blind boxes; I have three walls full of them at home, more than you do. I was just surprised that someone would display them in their office; it's quite trendy."
"I think that having more of my favorite things in the office will improve my mood."
Cheng Wang invited Luo Qingyue to sit at his desk. "If the walls are empty and you just put a few tables and chairs on them, you'll get depressed sooner or later. At Mingyue, we also provide special funds for each new employee to decorate their workstation. You can decorate it however you like."
President Cheng spoke gently and was approachable and unpretentious, completely different from the person Luo Qingyue had imagined.
In the cozy space, her guard quickly dropped. Resting her chin on her hands, she looked at Cheng Wang and said, "I apologize for my overthinking."
Cheng Wang was completely bewildered: "What are you imagining?"
Luo Qingyue said frankly, "I thought my brother's roommate was a ferocious and menacing person, but when I saw you, I felt that you were alright."
Where does this prejudice come from?
Cheng Wang was greatly shocked: "Your brother didn't show you the photos?"
Luo Qingyue shook her head: "I don't know what it's called either."
She paused, then added, "I don't want to know either."
"Let me introduce myself first. I am Cheng Wang, the vice president of Mingyue. I have a boss above me, whose surname is Lu. Not the Lu of land, but the Lu of road. He is your brother's roommate. However, he is out on business, so your interview will be handled by me."
Luo Qingyue said "Oh," and her tone suddenly became cheerful: "What a coincidence, I also know someone surnamed Lu."
Cheng Wang: "Isn't that the Best Actor who just won the Hong Kong Film Award?"
Luo Qingyue denied it: "The man I know is much more handsome than him."
Cheng Wang: "Our CEO Lu is no less impressive than you think. He's not at all like the person you're imagining. When you meet him, be sure to hold back your screams."
Not everyone with the surname Lu is Lu Mingxiao. Luo Qingyue silently scoffed in her heart, suddenly feeling relieved.
Facing President Cheng was better than facing that terrifying "King of Scoundrels." She opened her backpack, took out a piece of paper from the folder, and handed it over with both hands: "This is my resume, please take a look."
Cheng Wang was surprised that she would prepare this, and took it with curiosity, examining it carefully.
Luo Qingyue graduated from C University with a bachelor's degree in Marketing.
He is fluent in ten languages, including Japanese, Korean, French, German, Italian, and Austrian, and is skilled in playing various musical instruments such as piano, violin, harp, and drums.
Is the little princess so talented?
Cheng Wang looked up at her, and Luo Qingyue noticed that his smile was somewhat meaningful.
She remained expressionless, smoothed her hair, and heard Cheng Wang say, "Tell me the story of how you opened your Western restaurant."
Luo Qingyue looked unwilling as her painful past was brought up again.
"They've already gone bankrupt, and you still want to listen?"
"The result is not important."
Cheng Wang placed the resume on the table. "I'm more interested in your ideas and business philosophy during the entrepreneurial process. Even if you fail, it will still be a valuable experience, won't it?"
Chatting with Cheng Wang is relaxing and enjoyable; he provides a great deal of emotional value.
Luo Qingyue stopped being coy and said generously, "Okay, then I'll tell you."
Cheng Wang gestured for him to proceed.
Without hesitation, Luo Qingyue told him, "This restaurant I run is no ordinary restaurant; it has another impressive name: 'Male Model Restaurant'."
She emphasized those four words and continued, "As the name suggests, all the staff are men who are 188cm tall and have perfectly muscular physiques with abs and V-lines. We only serve female customers and offer a variety of set meals."
Cheng Wang: "For example?"
As Luo Qingyue recounted her story, her voice became increasingly excited, full of emotion and vivid description.
"Two hundred and eighty-eight, male models sing appetizer songs; five hundred and eighty-eight, male models sit next to you pour wine and serve food; eight hundred and eighty-eight, male models massage your legs and shoulders; one thousand two hundred and eighty-eight, that's the treatment of the supreme queen. Having all of the above is also our main promotion."
Cheng Wang's lips parted slightly as he asked incredulously, "Was it eventually shut down by the anti-pornography and anti-illegal publications office?"
"Don't talk nonsense."
Luo Qingyue retorted, "My employees only sell their skills, not their bodies."
Cheng Wang suppressed a laugh but couldn't help teasing her: "President Luo, remember to let me know when the restaurant reopens and starts hiring again."
Luo Qingyue looked at him seriously: "How tall are you?"
Cheng Wang answered 183cm.
Luo Qingyue flatly refused: "Then you have no chance. My requirement is 188, not even a fraction less."
...
The interview lasted an hour, and for Luo Qingyue, the process was quite relaxing.
Cheng Wang had a preliminary idea of where to place her. Although Lu Mingxiao had delegated authority, he felt it was still necessary to explain the situation to him, so he added Luo Qingyue on WeChat and told her to go back and wait for news.
Luo Qingyue wrote a note for Cheng Wang, packed her things, got up, and thanked him.
"Thank you for chatting with me. It was a pleasure to meet you."
Cheng Wang echoed, expressing the same thought.
He got up and walked with Luo Qingyue to the office door.
Luo Qingyue politely declined, saying, "You're busy, there's no need to see me off. I can walk by myself."
Cheng Wang swung his arms and then pushed the office door open: "I need to move around after sitting for so long."
Alright. I couldn't refuse such hospitality.
Luo Qingyue arrived at the elevator with Cheng Wang and watched him press the down button.
The elevator comes up from the first floor.
Feeling bored, Cheng Wang asked Luo Qingyue, "How long does it take to get here from your house?"
Luo Qingyue answered truthfully, and then told him, "My brother went to look for a house for me. I'll move to this area. Otherwise, going back and forth is too much of a hassle."
Cheng Wang originally wanted to say that Mingyue provides employee dormitories.
Princess Luo probably wouldn't want to wrong herself, so she didn't mention it.
When the elevator reached the sixth floor, Cheng Wang asked again, "When did you get your driver's license?"
He recalled that his resume stated he possessed adequate driving skills.
"A year ago, but I've only been driving for three months."
Luo Qingyue replied, "It's a bit sad to talk about. I was in an accident a while ago, and my car is still at the 4S store."
The elevator arrived at the twelfth floor.
Cheng Wang replied, "I've always felt that it's okay if the car breaks down, as long as everyone is alright. Driving is very unpredictable; sometimes you don't hit others, but others will hit you. Our Boss Lu, a law-abiding citizen, was hit twice while driving last month. Don't you think that's a bit unlucky?"
Luo Qingyue didn't delve into it further, and followed Cheng Wang's words with sympathy, saying, "Ah? That's too tragic."
As soon as she finished speaking, her phone rang. Jingxi had sent her a message asking how the interview went.
The elevator moved smoothly and came to a stop on the twentieth floor.
Luo Qingyue lowered her head and pressed the keypad on her phone to reply. The elevator door slowly opened, and Cheng Wang's voice reached her ears.
"You said you had a dinner party tonight, I thought you weren't coming back."
"I left a document behind, and Xiao Xie didn't know where it was, so I had to come and get it myself."
That voice... it sounds familiar.
Luo Qingyue paused, her hand on the screen still. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure striding out of the elevator.
The scent of fir wood is very unique; she has only ever smelled it on one person.
Luo Qingyue suddenly looked up. Under the warm yellow light, Lu Mingxiao stood tall, and their eyes met in mid-air.
Luo Qingyue felt a lack of oxygen to her brain and the air felt thin, causing her breathing to quicken on its own.
As if realizing something, she slowly turned her head to look at Cheng Wang: "Mr. Lu... Mr. Lu."
"Yes, your brother's roommate, our Mingyue boss."
Cheng Wang clearly didn't notice the subtle change in the atmosphere. "He's 188cm tall, works out all the time, he has everything you want. Look at his looks, if he went to your restaurant, wouldn't he be the top male star?"
Cheng Wang lowered his voice, his words filled with gossip.
Luo Qingyue held her phone, staring directly at Lu Mingxiao, her head suddenly buzzing with shock.
If it weren't for that conversation, she would have believed that she and Lu Mingxiao had a special connection.
However, fate played a cruel joke on her, leaving her nowhere to hide in front of the person being criticized.
A dark and edgy atmosphere. A cycle of life and death. An old bald monk.
What do you mean by "top player"? Luo Qingyue was deeply suspicious that Lu Mingxiao wanted to twist her head off to play cards.
Lu Mingxiao's gaze fell upon her, and Luo Qingyue gave him an extremely awkward smile.
Lu Mingxiao asked Cheng Wang about the interview, while Luo Qingyue bit her lip and tiptoed back two steps.
Originally standing side by side with Cheng Wang, she now retreated behind him, curling up her limbs, treating Cheng Wang as a human wall.
Cheng Wang told her the position he planned to arrange for her.
Lu Mingxiao's voice was calm and even: "Okay, we'll do it your way."
He can't see me, he can't see me, he can't see me...
Luo Qingyue silently chanted, her heart pounding in her throat. But as the tall figure approached, brushing past her without pausing, she ran out of the elevator and unconsciously clenched her teeth as she watched his retreating figure.
This person...
Do they really think she's invisible?
In the narrow corridor, Lu Mingxiao was about to disappear.
Without any hesitation, Luo Qingyue quickly stepped forward and blocked his path.
Lu Mingxiao stopped walking, his expression unchanged. He looked down at her, waiting for her to continue.
Luo Qingyue understood the principle of respecting boundaries when it comes to other people's territory.
But with too many questions in her mind that needed to be answered, she looked directly at Lu Mingxiao without backing down.
"Mr. Lu."
Luo Qingyue smiled and said, "You were chatting with me so enthusiastically just two days ago, and now you're turning your back on me?"
[Author's Note]
Xiao: Now I know why the restaurant went out of business. [doge][doge][doge]
Moon: You should worry about yourself instead! [Sprinkling flowers][Sprinkling flowers][Sprinkling flowers]
Cheng Wang: So many melons! So delicious! [eating melon][eating melon][eating melon]
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