In the restaurant, we simply ordered a few dishes.
In recent years, Zhuo Qiang has focused on various soft cultural investments, mainly focusing on network technology and performing arts culture, and has also invested in many bars, restaurants, etc. It is indeed not an easy task to get him to join the real estate industry all at once.
Guo Wei was not in a hurry to get him to invest immediately, but instead talked to him about his own development in recent years. He also talked about some entertainment matters and invited him to attend a party hosted by his company.
"I will definitely come to support you when I have time."
"Okay," the other party checked the time, "I'll call your wife when there's a chance."
He nodded and walked out of the restaurant with him and into the car.
Although he hadn't seen Guo Wei for many years, he was still as sincere as ever. He was probably thinking of himself this time, and he really was in some trouble. He was willing to help him, and looked at the business card he left behind: Dongjian Group.
Back at the courtyard, he had already fallen in love with her pink lips and soft hair, liked her slender fingers turning the pages of the book, and especially her deep eyes, which made him unable to help but move closer.
He placed the pillow on her legs, leaned comfortably on it, and looked up at her from below.
"What's wrong?" she said.
He shifted his body to make himself more comfortable: "It's okay."
She put the book aside and pinched his ear: "Why are you back so early?"
"I met an old friend today," he said, "and he invited us to one of his parties."
"We?" She wasn't happy about it. "Can we not go?"
He sat up: "I have already promised the other party."
Seeing how much he was looking forward to it, she nodded and said, "Then go."
He was very happy, because she hated such activities the most. She usually felt that dressing up carefully was a waste of time, so she was most reluctant to attend such a party in formal attire.
He had to carefully select the dress for the evening party. On the one hand, it couldn't be too cumbersome, and on the other hand, it had to suit her temperament. The designer had been in his office for two hours, making changes to any parts he wasn't satisfied with.
The secretary brought the invitation to the party and looked at the design drawings on the coffee table. Only a boss would be so at a loss when he met his wife.
On the day of the party, she was by Zhuo Qiang's side. Most of the people there were his classmates, and every face of his peers was so familiar to him.
Guo Wei saw them and came over with a few classmates.
"Mr. Zhuo," Guo Wei looked at Mu Zishan, "this is your Mrs. Zhuo, right?"
Zhuo Qiang held her hand and said to him, "Really."
"That's great," Guo Wei's warm yet polite attitude left a good impression on Mu Zishan. "She's really even more stunning than the one in the photo."
"Mr. Guo," she extended her hand, "Nice to meet you."
Zhuo Qiang was also a little surprised. It was rare to see her take the initiative to communicate with others at a party.
"Hello, hello." Guo Wei's face was obviously a little tired, but he forced himself to smile.
The two of them went to talk to their old classmates, talking about the past and the little things they had experienced growing up. As her eyes wandered among them, a woman came up behind her.
"Mrs. Zhuo?"
She turned around and saw a smaller woman who spoke softly.
"Hello."
"Thank you for coming," she said. "Guo Wei told me about you and Master Zhuo."
"Really?" She blinked. "What did he tell you?"
She was a little shy and uttered a few words slowly: "We just love each other very much."
She smiled. This seemingly unsociable girl actually took the initiative to strike up a conversation with her. However, she was very curious about her purpose. "Shall we go sit over there and talk?"
The girl nodded.
She said she was Guo Wei's fiancée, a marriage arranged from birth, decided by parents. Guo Wei's father had built the Dongjian Group, but later passed away from a sudden heart attack. Guo Wei, who was studying financial management abroad, had to drop out of his studies to take over his father's business. To secure the girl's parents' support, he became engaged to her.
She said she knew he disliked her timidity and didn't like her clinging to him, but she just fell in love with such an outstanding man, and staying quietly by his side and not causing him any trouble was her greatest satisfaction.
Mu Zishan did not comment on her blind love, but followed the direction she was looking and saw a woman. The woman also looked at them, and Mu Zishan blurted out: "Is it her?" It was the woman who came to the courtyard that day.
"Do you know her?" the girl asked.
"Don't know him?"
The girl's eyes were a little downcast: "They were classmates in high school, and they were the school beauties back then."
So that's the case, then it's not surprising that she appeared in the courtyard.
"Why do you look unhappy?"
"Because he likes her." The most precious tears dripped from the corners of her eyes.
She felt a little distressed, and then looked in the direction of Zhuo Qiang and the others, and found that the woman was talking to them. The woman looked at Zhuo Qiang with an ambiguous look, while Guo Wei's eyes were a little evasive.
The girl whispered, "Dongjian Group is short of funds, and the project has been delayed. He has been up all night for several days because of this."
"You want Zhuo Qiang to help him, right?" Mu Zishan really couldn't stand her beating around the bush.
"Yes."
"In fact, Zhuo Qiang can come, which means he will help him," he handed her a piece of paper, "Don't worry."
She was still crying.
Mu Zishan couldn't bear to see a girl crying so sadly, so he asked the waiter to take his coat and put it on her. This kind of relationship problem was the most troublesome. No matter what Zhuo Qiang thought of the woman, since the woman took the initiative to look for him, it meant that she liked him. And the man who liked him had to ask his rival for help because of financial reasons.
She patted the girl on the shoulder, took a glass of wine, and walked in their direction.
Seeing her coming, Zhuo Qiang made room for her and introduced her to the woman, "Bai Yu, my wife Mu Zishan. Zishan, this is Bai Yu."
"Hello!" Mu Zishan extended her hand, but the other party showed no intention of shaking hands with her. She raised an eyebrow, looked at the girl in the distance and said to her, "I heard you just came back from abroad?"
"If I'm not mistaken, Mrs. Zhuo has also been to England."
"That's right," she replied.
"That's right," the woman handed her a business card, "our boss wants to meet with you."
The atmosphere was weird. Zhuo Qiang, Guo Wei, and even she herself didn't expect her to say that.
"Bai Yu," Guo Wei said, "what are you doing?" He was a little unhappy with her rudeness.
Zhuo Qiang took the business card from her hand and took a look. It was a foreign name, and the company address was indeed in the UK: "Adam?"
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