“A-Ci…”
She called out, her voice gentle and affectionate.
Zhou Yanci froze, closed the file, stood up, and frowned as she glanced behind her.
"Why are you here? Where's A-Wu?"
Chenmian smiled and said, "She went to the restroom. I came here specifically to see you, Aci. Miss Shang just got angry with me and said some nasty things."
Zhou Yanci paused slightly: "What did she say?"
She said that since you've reached the point of discussing marriage, she's your wife no matter what, and told me not to compete with her for her affections.
Chenmian raised her eyes and blinked slowly, her thick eyelashes fluttering, giving her a pure and innocent Japanese look.
Zhou Yanci stared at her, his dark eyes growing increasingly gloomy.
“A-Ci.” Chen Mian bit her lip and asked softly, “You’re not really that determined to marry her, are you? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have called my name when you were drunk at the bar.”
Zhou Yanci's expression changed, and he immediately grabbed her wrist: "Who told you that!"
Chenmian was startled and tried to break free: "It hurts! Let go of me, you're hurting me..."
"I'm telling you, my decision to marry Shang Wu will not change. You were just talking nonsense when you were drunk. I will never go back to marry you, understand?"
Zhou Yanci's eyes held a hint of indifference and rejection.
This attitude was something he had always put on a show for Chen Mian.
But for some reason, his words just now carried a bit of genuine emotion, and he even felt a slight sense of satisfaction after speaking them.
Chen Mian's eyes reddened, and she choked up, "A-Ci, when will you finally dare to admit your feelings for me? Even Miss Shang has noticed, do you think you can still hide it from anyone?"
Zhou Yanci felt a slight tremor in her heart, and was inexplicably annoyed. She pulled her over and was about to warn her when someone came to the door.
"So Miss Shen is here."
Shang Wu entered without any expression, her gaze falling on Zhou Yanci's hand holding Chenmian's.
Zhou Yanci immediately shook off Chenmian as if she had been burned and walked over quickly.
“A-Wu”.
"Since you're here, let's talk about it in front of President Zhou. Does Miss Shen have any questions about the cooperation?"
Shang Wu pushed away Zhou Yanci's outstretched hand and brushed past him.
She wanted to talk about business, but Zhou Yanci wouldn't allow it. He followed her, turned her body around, and grabbed her arm tightly.
"Awu, listen to me. There was nothing between us just now. Last night, I was just drunk and acting crazy. Believe me, you're the only one I love. Otherwise, why would I be planning to marry you?"
His gaze was earnest; he was determined to convince Shang Wu.
Feeling embarrassed, she bit her lip and was ignored to the side, her face turning pale.
Shang Wu's gaze swept across her face with a hint of mockery.
She wasn't having it: "Why don't you call me by my name and call me wife instead of being ridiculous? I understand you can't forget Chen Mian, and I've already given your permission for her to cooperate. What more do you want?"
Zhou Yanci pursed her lips, her face stiffening.
He suddenly realized that Shang Wu would never have treated him with such indifference unless she was very sad and aggrieved.
From the time he returned to China after his sleep until now, everything he has done has greatly disappointed Shang Wu.
This shouldn't be happening.
The winter limited-edition products haven't been released yet, and sales haven't reached ten times the amount of the 300 million investment.
He couldn't afford to upset Shang Wu.
Shang Wu pushed him away: "Alright, let's talk business. I don't want to argue about this."
Zhou Yanci clenched her fists and had no choice but to sit down next to her on the sofa. She glanced at Chenmian with a gloomy expression and said in a very heavy tone, "You sit down too."
The more he slept, the more unhappy he became.
She sat down and stared at Shang Wu: "I do have some complaints about the collaboration. First, the promotion fee I'm paid is too little. Second, I'm a large-scale blogger overseas, and I specialize in fashion-related videos. My audience has a high return on investment. It's not appropriate to give me such a small reward, is it?"
Shang Wu asked, "How many do you want?"
“It has to be at least three million.” Chen Mian opened her eyes in surprise. “Miss Shang wouldn’t be reluctant to give it, would she? You’re so concerned about the sales of the jewelry department, it’s very simple for you to give me such a small amount out of three hundred million.”
Shang Wu adopted a serious, businesslike expression, her eyes cold and aloof, and sat far away from the two of them.
"I'm sorry, each of the three hundred million has a fixed budget for expenditure, and I really can't accept your price."
"Miss Shang, is it that you can't accept it, or are you deliberately unwilling to accept it? I think you're carrying personal feelings around these private matters and are unwilling to cooperate with me normally," Chen Mian pressed.
Zhou Yanci narrowed his eyes: "Awu has always been fair in her dealings with both public and private matters. You don't need to wrong her like this. This price is indeed unreasonable. You either lower the price or don't cooperate."
A stunned silence.
She had assumed that Zhou Yanci, though stubborn, was kind-hearted and would let her earn this money.
No matter what price she asks for, Zhou Yanci should agree to it.
Chenmian's eyes reddened, and she stood up abruptly.
"You're asking me to cooperate, but you're not sincere at all, making me come all this way for nothing? Fine, if you can't come up with a real price, don't blame me for complaining about your Chengzhou Jewelry department in the video."
Feeling extremely wronged, Chenmian turned to leave.
Shang Wu watched her resolute back as she walked away.
"Aren't you going to try and persuade them to stay, with words?"
The slumbering footsteps suddenly slowed down.
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