Chapter 81 A Chance Encounter
Kuang Junmeng and Fang Xiao hugged each other twice as soon as they met, calling each other "brother" repeatedly.
"Follow your father, and he'll show you how to relax."
Fang Xiao: "Okay, you brat."
After the two sides made successful contact, Lu Xiwen and Pei Wu stayed for a casual meal.
The food here was on the spicy side. Pei Wu ate a little and then put down her chopsticks. She took a sip of the chicken soup that Lu Xiwen handed her. When she looked up, Fang Xiao was already leaning back on the sofa, his face flushed from drinking.
It's clear that he's been suppressing his feelings for quite some time.
Pei Wu thought of the inhibitor developed by the Fang family. Chang Rong had invested a lot of money in it, and more importantly, it was very effective.
Moreover, Pei Wu had seen Lu Xiwen's pricing, which was more than half the price of those cheap, low-quality medicines on the market.
No wonder those people were desperate and resorted to all sorts of desperate measures, surrounding and intercepting them.
Once they get back and revise the project plan, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Pei Wu and even the staff in charge of the project will be extremely busy for the next two weeks.
Pei Wu was fine even working non-stop, but Lu Xiwen and Lan Zhe were initially very cautious. After all, with such high-intensity work, an Omega would likely collapse if their body had any problems. However, Pei Wu was someone who could draw radical energy from his busy work.
After calculating the amount of bonus he could receive afterward, Pei Wu closed his phone with satisfaction and continued typing on his computer.
"Rest if you're tired," Lan Zhe said from the other side.
Pei Wu's pupils reflected a series of rapidly rising data: "It's alright. Could you bring me some spaghetti for lunch? From that steakhouse you always eat at."
Lan Zhe: "Why don't you come with me? You can get some exercise while you're at it."
"No, thank you," Pei Wu said. "I won't feel comfortable until this part is finished."
"..."
After finishing her meal, Pei Wu worked until 3 p.m., then went out and had a coffee with Guan Yan, who happened to be passing by.
"Did Xi Wen send you?" Pei Wu asked after sitting down.
Guan Yan chuckled: "Besides you, there really isn't anyone who understands Lu Xiwen this well."
"He was too nervous."
“Being nervous is a good thing.” Guan Yan ordered an oatmeal latte.
After the waiter left, Pei Wu thought of something, "You haven't seen Chu Lin again, have you?"
Guan Yan: "...Who?"
Pei Wu paused for a moment: "The one with the strongest pheromones."
"No." Guan Yan remembered, "I thought he was pretty angry that day, so he probably won't contact me. It's a pity about those loud and boisterous pheromones."
Pei Wu felt relieved. Chu Lin was a dangerous factor, and it was better for Guan Yan to stay away from him.
After chatting for forty minutes, Guan Yan received a call from his company, and the two parted ways at the door.
For a while after that, Lu Xiwen was able to take care of Pei Wu at first, but later he was so busy that he couldn't even catch his breath. He would leave Tuanzi with him if they lived nearby, but he couldn't take care of her when he went on a business trip to Haicheng the next day. Lu Xiwen checked Pei Wu's schedule several times and it was okay, she only had a dinner party in the afternoon.
“I’ll be back by night at the latest,” Lu Xiwen said.
Pei Wu: "I'm not afraid of the dark. You can stay overnight. There's no need to rush."
Lu Xiwen flew away before dawn, while Pei Wu was more comfortable staying in Hongdu.
Once it's past eight in the morning, the office becomes so hot that you can't stand it without the air conditioning on.
Pei Wu and Lan Zhe had a quick bite at noon, planning to show off properly at the afternoon dinner.
They all really liked that restaurant.
On the way there, the two chatted and laughed. Lan Zhe asked frankly, "When do you and President Lu plan to get your marriage certificate?"
"I'm treating you, so I'll call you." Pei Wu was a little embarrassed.
"Then I'll have to prepare a big red envelope." Lan Zhe parked the car and saw that the vice president from the partner company had also arrived.
The dishes were indeed delicious, though the portions were small, and the presentation was exquisite. In particular, the steamed grouper and the eight-treasure gourd duck were especially good. Pei Wu ate a few more bites, and the two sides chatted happily.
None of us had been drinking, and as we came out, a gentle breeze blew down the corridor, making us feel refreshed.
Lan Zhe went to pay the bill, and the other party's vice president exchanged a few polite words with Pei Wu before leaving.
When Lan Zhe returned, the two thought they should go directly to the company. However, the elevator at one end of the corridor was under maintenance, so they would have to go to the other end, or walk through the connecting passage in the middle to the building next door.
The red carpet is relatively quiet, so when footsteps are hurried and light, they are exceptionally clear.
Pei Wu and Lan Zhe exchanged a glance, but neither of them turned around.
"Let's go to the building next door," Lan Zhe said. "To buy something."
Pei Wu: "Okay."
The two of them darted through the emergency exit and immediately started running when they heard footsteps behind them.
In just a few seconds, Lan Zhe had already gotten Pei Wu's coat.
He quickly wrapped himself up, saying, "You know how to get down, don't worry about me."
Pei Wu hummed in response. Just then, the freight elevator door opened, and the workers, busy tying ropes, didn't notice him. Pei Wu calmly walked in and pressed the close button.
The garage was quiet. Pei Wu quickly walked to section F, where they were driving the company's new car today. Pei Wu also had a key to it. However, as soon as she turned around, she bumped into someone.
The motion-sensor lights above my head lit up appropriately.
Pei Wu and Chu Lin both showed speechless expressions.
Pei Wu was disgusted; this person was practically a persistent ghost. Chu Lin, on the other hand, was simply traumatized by Lu Xiwen.
Chu Lin glanced upstairs. "They didn't catch you?"
Pei Wu stared intently at Chu Lin's hair color: "Why did you dye it black?"
These words were spoken casually, but Chu Lin felt uneasy as if her true intentions had been exposed, and she immediately became agitated, "It's my hair, I can do whatever I want with it, do I have to report to you?"
“No need,” Pei Wu said. “I’m just curious.”
After all, given Chu Lin's personality, red hair is a manifestation of his outgoing nature, indicating that he is a troublemaker and difficult to deal with.
Pei Wu flipped through Chu Lin's file, which showed that he had been red-haired since he was eighteen years old, and logically speaking, this habit should be very difficult to change.
"What do you mean?" Pei Wu tilted her head slightly. "Let me go?"
The next second, Chu Lin actually stepped aside.
Chu Lin hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "Don't think I'm targeting you. It's the rule of the trade to do things for money. I've already ruined my reputation by slacking off. Who would have thought that I would run into you after all this time?"
Pei Wu: "Who is looking for me?"
“Not only you, but also that Alpha who’s traveling with you. He’s also Lu Xiwen’s confidant, right? How much information does he have about Fang’s inhibitor? Do you understand now?” Chu Lin said, “As long as this thing isn’t officially on the market, countless people will try to stop you.”
“Okay.” Pei Wu nodded. “Thanks.”
Chu Lin lit a cigarette and waited until Pei Wu had walked a little further away before whispering, "I'll help you today, but I'll have Lu Xiwen apologize to me later."
Pei Wu: "Shouldn't an apology have been met with such a humiliating beating?"
Chu Lin took a deep drag of his cigarette: "...Get lost."
Dealing with these two people is a sure way to have a short life.
Chu Lin stared at Pei Wu's retreating figure, seemingly wanting to ask something, but in the end he held back and turned to enter the fire escape.
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