The next day at noon, Xu Milu arrived at the restaurant she had arranged to meet the day before and discovered that it was a Cantonese restaurant.
Zhang Mengmeng, dressed in a white dress, was waiting eagerly at the door. When she saw Xu Milu get out of the car, she rushed straight towards her.
"Aaaaaah!! Rice, I love you to death!!"
Zhang Mengmeng screamed and threw herself at Xu Milu, screaming incessantly, completely disregarding the stares of passersby.
"What's wrong? Why are you acting like this right away? We've only not seen each other for a few days. Don't think I'm like this."
Xu Milu steadied herself and looked at Zhang Mengmeng with amusement.
"No, look at my face! Look, look!!!"
Zhang Mengmeng was very excited and pointed to her face for Xu Milu to see.
"Your skin is quite fair... Wait, your acne is all better, did you use aloe vera gel?"
Xu Milu stared wide-eyed at Zhang Mengmeng's smooth, jade-like face, and finally realized that something was wrong.
Zhang Mengmeng loves spicy food; you could say she can't live without it. However, after entering puberty, every time she eats spicy food, she gets pimples on her face that just won't go away and are very stubborn.
Zhang Mengmeng spent thousands of dollars on acne treatment products, but her acne didn't improve and instead increased day by day. Terrified, she had no choice but to give up chili peppers with tears in her eyes.
"What aloe vera gel? I just ate the grapes you brought back, and look, my pimples are all gone, even the old acne scars are gone!! You're my savior!!!"
Zhang Mengmeng was extremely excited. She had tried many cosmetic procedures on her face over the past two years, but with little success.
A few days ago, Xu Milu brought back some grapes to the dormitory and she ate the most of them. Surprisingly, her acne cleared up a lot in just two days.
To prove the efficacy of grapes, she even mashed grapes into a paste and applied it to her face. The results were amazing; in just a few days, her face looked completely different.
"You have no idea, I thought my face was beyond saving. My mom was even planning to take me to Beijing to see a dermatologist, but then I ate the grapes you brought back, and look, this, this, and even these old acne scars are gone!!!"
As Zhang Mengmeng spoke, she hugged Xu Milu tightly, looking pitiful and refusing to let go.
"I don't care, from now on you're my second parents!!"
Xu Milu really didn't know that grapes could also help with acne, but seeing Zhang Mengmeng like this made her happy for her, and at the same time she had some guesses about Zhao Jin's purpose for coming today.
...
...
Zhao Jin was already waiting in the private room. When he saw Xu Milu and Zhang Mengmeng come in, he smiled happily.
"Xiao Xu is here? You and Mengmeng are such good friends, look how she insisted on running out to greet you. Perfect timing, this restaurant serves authentic Cantonese food, would you like some fish? They have wild grouper today, let's have one."
Xu Milu didn't understand Zhao Jin's meaning, so she just smiled and said:
"Uncle Zhao, you are the elder, so please decide."
Since there's serious business to discuss today, this unwarranted politeness is just a prelude, and Xu Milu knows this perfectly well.
Zhao Jin didn't rush to bring up the Ping Pong Grape incident. Xu Milu pretended that the phone call from yesterday didn't exist and focused on chatting with Zhang Mengmeng, occasionally answering Zhao Jin's questions. The meal was quite enjoyable for both host and guests.
Sure enough, after the three of them had almost finished eating, Zhao Jin asked the waiter to clear the plates and brought up the matter of the Wang family father and son from the previous day:
"Oh dear, Xiao Xu, I'm so sorry about yesterday. I never imagined Wang Gang was that kind of person. How could he bully a young girl like you? They caused you trouble, but I hope they didn't delay your plans?"
Xu Milu immediately knew that the Wang family father and son were probably not telling Zhao Jin the truth, so she pretended to be angry and said:
"Uncle Zhao, you recommended a driver to me out of kindness. After all, you can only know a person's face, not their heart. I didn't expect them to ask for an exorbitant price at the last minute. I was even going to complain to you yesterday! But those two said that it didn't matter whose face they had, and they even tried to fight. If I didn't have some means of self-defense, I would definitely have suffered a loss. You are my elder, you have to judge this for me."
Zhao Jin's surprise was genuine, but he quickly changed to a concerned expression:
"How could this happen? Xiao Xu, why didn't you call me yesterday?"
Xu Milu shook her head: "I thought you had other things to do, Uncle Zhao, and I was sorry to bother you. Besides, I had already contacted another driver, so I didn't tell you."
"You hit me? Rice, why didn't you tell me?! You didn't get hurt, did you? Should we call the police?!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Mengmeng became anxious and turned to complain to Zhao Jin:
"Uncle, what kind of people did you recommend to Dami! It's so dangerous for a girl like Dami to work outside, and they even dared to hit her! Aren't you going to do anything about it? People like that must be fired!"
Zhao Jin was both amused and exasperated.
"Do you really think your uncle can fire someone just like that? If I dared to do that, the labor bureau would be knocking on my door tomorrow."
Xu Milu then realized that Zhao Jin was in the transportation business in the Sichuan-Chongqing area, and the Wang family father and son from yesterday were actually Zhao Jin's drivers. No wonder he was so well-informed.
After listening to Xu Milu's retelling, Zhao Jin's expression turned somewhat grim, and he said seriously:
“Xiao Xu, I really didn’t know about this. Wang Gang followed me all over the country in the past. I recommended him to you because I thought he was honest. Who knew—don’t worry, I will deal with it seriously when I get back. They will definitely come to apologize in a couple of days. To be honest, what they did was really unethical.”
Xu Milu smiled:
"Thank you, Uncle Zhao. I just heard Mengmeng say that you really like our company's Ping Pong grapes. How about I have someone send over another box in a couple of days?"
Zhao Jin, realizing this meant they weren't going to discuss business, panicked and repeatedly said:
My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
