Chapter 138 Ten Years Without Seeing Each Other
After listening to the brief report at the company, Liu Yanrui prepared to take the people from head office to lunch.
Si Yuan felt a little awkward at this moment, so she secretly sent Jiang Wang a message on the way, saying: "I ran into him, and he even asked about my sister, but I didn't say much."
Jiang Wang replied: 【So obedient.】
But just after seeing the message, Si Yuan received a message from Jiang Shu.
The simple yet familiar four words: 【How is he?】
Si Yuan couldn't help but sigh silently, these two people... even their questions to each other were exactly the same.
[It looks pretty good.]
Jiang Shu: [Take a picture of me secretly.]
Si Yuan's eyes widened instantly.
Seriously?
Did she secretly take photos of her direct supervisor on their very first meeting?
Jiang Shu knew it was difficult, so she quickly sent over a string of zeros for the transfer, along with a prayer-like emoji.
Si Yuan took a deep breath, determined to fight for Jiang Shu.
She deliberately slowed her pace, and when Liu Yanrui and Meng Huai came upstairs, she took out her phone and quickly snapped a picture of the man's back and profile, then sent it to him.
Jiang Shu quickly replied with two words.
I'm getting old.
Si Yuan stared at those two words, her fingertips hovering over the screen for a long time without moving.
I'm getting old.
Yes, ten years have passed; who can stay young forever?
That settled aloofness and restraint about him was completely different from the man Jiang Wang described, the man who made twenty-year-old Jiang Shu disregard everything.
She was lost in thought when Liu Yanrui, who was ahead of her, turned around and called out to her, "Siyuan, hurry up and catch up."
Si Yuan hurriedly put away her phone and quickly followed.
The door to the private room was pushed open, and Meng Huaizhi was already sitting down next to the head of the table.
The atmosphere at the dinner was fairly harmonious. Liu Yanrui chatted enthusiastically with the people from the head office, mostly about the branch office's implementation plan, occasionally interspersed with his observations of overseas markets.
When asked about the details of the plan, Si Yuan always answered clearly and logically.
Meng Huaizhi didn't talk much; he mostly just listened, occasionally raising his glass in response. He drank with restraint and always maintained a proper demeanor.
Si Yuan felt a bit bored halfway through, so she went out for a while.
As I came out of the restroom, a familiar figure blocked my way.
Ji Song looked at her, raised an eyebrow, and leaned back: "I thought you looked just like me, and it turns out you really are."
The two hadn't seen each other for a week since the gallery design was completed.
It seems that Song Yan's punch was indeed quite hard, as the bruises on Ji Song's face hadn't faded yet.
Si Yuan didn't reply and tried to go around him, but he stretched out his long legs and blocked the exit.
Why didn't you reply to the message I sent you that day?
Si Yuan was a little annoyed: "Either give it or don't. Don't play this game. It's pointless."
Ji Song was so angry he laughed.
This is the first time in all these years that someone has told him he's not interested.
"That was the first time I backed down, and you reacted like this? That's really hurtful!"
"Should I be grateful to tears? Move aside."
Ji Song's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he said earnestly, "I'm serious, I'll give Lin Shuangyu to you."
Why should I trust you?
"I want to prove that we are the same kind of people."
Si Yuan found this guy inexplicable and was too lazy to pay attention to him. Right now, she had to help Jiang Shu keep an eye on Meng Huaizhi.
She tried to brush past Ji Song, but he grabbed her wrist.
The man's fingertips were cool, and although the pressure wasn't heavy, it wasn't easy to break free.
"I've compiled the evidence against Lin Shuangyu." Ji Song's voice was lowered, his usual frivolity gone, replaced by a more serious tone. "I know everything about you and her."
Si Yuan frowned. What was with this person suddenly acting like he had a conscience?
Satan, feigning self-pity, suddenly wants to impersonate Jesus to gain gratitude?
"Consider it a transaction." Ji Song waved the USB drive in his hand. "I don't want you to do anything."
Si Yuan was in no mood to play with him at this moment; important matters needed to be addressed.
She used a little force to shove him aside and walked out.
Si Yuan pushed open the door and entered the private room.
The next second, the laughter and conversation in the private room suddenly stopped.
Si Yuan noticed that everyone's gazes were strange, especially Liu Yanrui's expression, which was quite frightened, and then looked back.
Ji Song brazenly followed him in.
The bruises on his face hadn't completely faded, and his nonchalant and arrogant demeanor made him stand out from everyone else here.
She walked over to Si Yuan's empty seat, pulled out the chair, and sat down.
Liu Yanrui was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Si Yuan, his eyes full of doubt.
The people from the head office also stopped talking, their eyes darting back and forth between Ji Song and Si Yuan.
Si Yuan felt a chill run down her spine, wishing she could pretend she didn't know him.
Liu Yanrui snapped out of his daze, quickly racking his brains to smooth things over: "This is also a designer we intend to collaborate with. We're late."
He then called the waiter to bring more bowls and chopsticks.
Upon hearing this, everyone put aside their doubts and returned to normal.
Si Yuan deliberately avoided Ji Song's gaze, her eyes unconsciously drifting towards Meng Huaizhi as she replied to Jiang Shu's message.
The others didn't notice, but Ji Song, who was sitting next to Si Yuan, clearly felt it.
He noticed that Si Yuan frequently glanced at Meng Huaizhi, her eyes probing and showing great concern.
Looking around, with a bunch of foreigners and a group of flashy designers, Meng Huaizhi certainly caught the eye.
A sudden surge of anger rose up for no reason, making his chest feel tight.
How could Si Yuan be interested in this type?
According to Liu Yanrui, it seems to be about the establishment of some branch company.
Ji Song suddenly raised his hand and tapped the table, interrupting the conversation: "I had a different opinion when I heard Manager Liu talking about the branch office's implementation design."
Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it.
Si Yuan paused slightly, afraid that Ji Song would say something nonsensical again.
Liu Yanrui was taken aback for a moment, then followed up by asking, "Oh? What insightful opinion does Mr. Ji have?"
Ji Song raised his eyes, but deliberately let his gaze pass over Si Yuan and land on Meng Huaizhi: "The plan is sound, but it lacks a bit of sharpness. In today's market, being too conservative won't work. What do you think, sir?"
Meng Huaizhi raised his eyes, looking at him calmly. He didn't reply immediately, but took a sip of wine before slowly speaking: "For projects that are launched, stability should come first. Sharpness is a double-edged sword; if used improperly, it can easily hurt oneself."
His tone was calm, yet he exuded an aura that left no room for argument.
Ji Song was taken aback, and felt even more annoyed. He wanted to say something more, but then he saw Si Yuan suddenly turn to look at him, her eyes filled with a clear warning.
His eyes were icy cold, as if to say, "Don't cause trouble."
Ji Song felt a lump in his throat and inexplicably lost the desire to argue any further.
He picked up the freshly poured wine glass and took a big gulp by himself.
Si Yuan ignored him and turned her attention back to Meng Huaizhi.
Jiang Shu said she would come to pick her up later.
It might not just be to pick up himself.
Si Yuan thought that perhaps she couldn't let go and wanted to see him one more time.
After all, it had been ten years since they last met.
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