Chapter 155 Lan Zhe Special Feature (Part 1)
The banquet ended at 5:30 p.m.
Lan Zhe sent a message home in advance, and then bought some cooked food and fruit on the way.
His Mercedes-Benz E-Class was one of the year-end bonuses he received two years ago.
Lan Zhe is very happy with his current life.
His home is in an upscale neighborhood, where the property prices are consistently second in Hongdu. The environment and security are excellent. Of course, it can't compare to a wealthy villa area, but Lan Zhe always feels very at ease when he returns home.
I had just taken the elevator up when my mother called: "Where are you? I made your favorite pan-fried pork."
"There are two more floors."
"Okay."
The elevator doors opened, and Lan Zhe saw his father waiting at the door.
The man, who was over fifty, didn't say a word. He simply stepped forward, took the things from Lan Zhe's hands, and after changing his shoes, asked, "How's work lately?"
"Everything is fine."
"Okay," the father replied. "I know you're busy, but you should take care of yourself."
Lan Zhe rarely gets sick, even once a year, and smiled upon hearing this.
The mother quickly brought out a table full of dishes, and then arranged the cooked food that Lan Zhe had bought, making it very full.
The family of three was enjoying a happy time together, with news about the approaching end of the year playing on television.
"Xiao Zhe, your aunt's son is back. I saw his picture, he's a very cute Omega. Mom is arranging for you two to meet."
Lan Zhe paused, "Can't I just not see you?"
"Let's meet them." The mother, who had been pampered by the father her whole life, still spoke with a coquettish tone even in her old age: "I've already promised them."
Mothers generally don't make decisions on their own. After thinking for a moment, Lan Zhe looked up and said, "It's highly unlikely to work out."
"If it doesn't work out, then forget it." The mother waved her hand dismissively. "I'm anxious for you to get married, but I won't make you sell yourself."
Lan Zhe and his father laughed together.
The meeting was scheduled for Friday afternoon. The other person happened to be passing by Changrong, so Lan Zhe politely made a reservation at an upscale coffee shop.
"Blind dates?" When Lu Xiwen heard this in the office, he thought he was hallucinating. "If it weren't for Assistant Lan, would you need to go on blind dates?"
For Lan Zhe, finding a good-looking and outstanding Omega in the workplace wouldn't be difficult.
"It was arranged by my family, and I couldn't disobey my mother," Lan Zhe replied. "It's just a formality."
"Okay," Lu Xi said, "but you really should take better care of yourself. If you really don't have time, I'll arrange for you to be transferred to..."
“I think things are fine as they are now!” Lan Zhe said decisively.
“Okay.” Lu Xiwen didn’t insist.
Time was running out, so Lan Zhe went to the coffee shop first.
From the window seats on the first floor, you can easily see the towering and magnificent landmark building of Hongdu.
The other party arrived ten minutes late.
Lan Zhe has a bit of a professional habit: he usually lets business partners who are not punctual wait for more than five minutes reschedule, or even not reschedule at all.
He tapped his fingertips on the table with slight impatience until someone sat down opposite him.
She was around twenty years old, and indeed had a cute appearance, a baby face, and very fair skin. She was wearing a pullover sweater from a high-end brand, and up close, Lan Zhe could even see that she had long, thick eyelashes.
"Hello, my name is Lin Hanxue."
Hello, Lan Zhe.
Lin Hanxue openly sized up Lan Zhe, a hint of satisfaction hidden in his eyes. He ordered a milk tea with extra sugar and began to chat with Lan Zhe.
However, after only three minutes, Lan Zhe began to feel uneasy.
His long-cultivated negotiation skills enable him to find the information he wants in a very short time. This habit is hard to break, so Lan Zhe inevitably concludes that Lin Hanxue is a spoiled, arrogant person with an excessive sense of self.
For example, right now, he's already thinking about going to the movies next time, asking Lan Zhe to pick him up personally, saying that he doesn't like the drinks at this place, and that he needs to buy two more clothes from XX brand because it's cold, etc.
Lan Zhe listened, his soul seemingly leaving his body.
Inappropriate.
Lan Zhe's work can't be described as high-intensity; you could say you need to be quite skilled to work alongside Lu Xiwen. He enjoys the success after each game of strategy and the fame and fortune that come with his hard work. His high-level genes also have a strong desire to conquer.
Lin Hanxue's demand that Lan Zhe spend at least three days a week with him is complete nonsense.
I'll go back and tell my mother it won't work. Of course, I'll also have to explain it to Lin Hanxue later...
Lan Zhe suddenly paused.
Outside the window, next to a telephone pole, stood Zou Xunjing, carrying something in his hand.
I don't know if it's just my imagination, but Zou Xunjing looks a bit thinner.
They hadn't seen each other since that day. On one occasion, when Zou Xunxian was on the phone discussing business matters, he mustered up his courage and said as he hung up, "Assistant Lan, it was our Zou family's fault at the banquet that day. Because there were many people concerned about Xunjing, I was a bit of a blabbermouth and said some things about him. Please don't take it to heart."
Lan Zhe hummed in agreement.
At this moment, Zou Xunjing curled his lips, looked at Lan Zhe for a moment, and then looked at Lin Hanxue opposite him.
The cold wind ruffled the stray hairs on his forehead, making the emotions in his eyes even more difficult to discern.
Even so, Lan Zhe felt that Zou Xunjing, who was standing there, seemed to be really sad.
"What are you looking at?" Lin Hanxue also looked out the window.
Zou Xunjing immediately turned around, as if he were just a passerby waiting for the light. Just then, the green light came on, and he crossed the road with the crowd. After standing still, he stretched his stiff hands.
As expected, Zou Xunjing thought, Lan Zhe is an exceptionally outstanding person, so it's perfectly normal for him to like other Omegas. However, Zou Xunjing was a little surprised that his ideal type was that kind of person.
He returned to his workstation in a daze. The cake he had just bought suddenly became unpalatable as his mood cooled. Zou Xunjing took two bites and put it aside. He tried to resist the urge to eat, but in the end, he lowered his head and lay on the table, not moving for a long time.
After that incident, Zou Xunjing repeatedly told his family: I can take care of my own life. As long as it doesn't damage my own or my family's reputation, please stop interfering.
His attitude was firm, and Zou's mother, who always liked to talk to him, eventually fell silent.
Even though he was heartbroken, Zou Xunjing had no intention of bothering Lan Zhe. He had told himself that he would never do anything to embarrass the other party.
Zou Xunjing stared at the sun outside. From its high position to its sunset, his eyes seemed to have experienced a long period of change. Finally, the dark clouds dispersed, leaving only the same clean and bright clarity as at the beginning.
An Omega's maximum age is around thirty-three. In other words, assuming they are in good health and do not accept any Alpha pheromones, they can only last up to thirty-three. After that, they will face a series of problems such as pheromone out of control and gland atrophy.
He gave up on Lan Zhe before Lan Zhe got married, and he gave up on Lan Zhe after Lan Zhe became unmoved.
Life is so long, we should always strive with all our might for something.
This is my own business, Zou Xunjing thought to himself.
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