Chapter 193 That pink outfit
Zhao Yan looked at Lin Yanlin's nonchalant expression, feeling angry but daring not to show it.
She could only curse her past self for choosing such a boyfriend.
However, for the sake of the show, she had no choice but to use this only connection she had.
She had inquired and learned that the CEO, Mr. Lin, also had a cold and aloof personality.
The chances of successfully inviting her to participate in a program by suddenly showing up at her door are extremely slim.
The only breakthrough was her younger brother.
Lin Wei's doting on her younger brother is well-known; otherwise, she wouldn't have handed over the Lin Group, which she had built from scratch, to Lin Yanlin.
He went to Blue City on his own and started his own business.
Zhao Yan clenched her fists, her mind flashing back to her past with Lin Yanlin.
She wanted someone unique, while Lin Yanlin was always surrounded by all sorts of girls.
That rainy night, downstairs at his apartment building,
She saw him with his arm around another girl.
She deleted all his contact information and fled back to China in a sorry state.
Over the years, she has tried to forget, believing that she has recovered.
But only now did she realize that the wound had never healed.
She used her painful past as a bargaining chip.
I just hope there's a chance things will turn around; otherwise, her show will be canceled.
All her hard work over the years will turn into nothing.
Lin Yanlin looked at Zhao Yan's desperate attitude.
Feeling playful and careless.
"Tsk, I've had way too many ex-girlfriends, yours is just another one..."
"Lin Yanlin".
Zhao Yan's eyes welled up with warm moisture, and her voice trembled.
"So... you really cheated on me back when we were dating?"
Lin Yanlin's heart skipped a beat.
They went too far.
He opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to explain.
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Jingcheng Group
Qiu Cheng gently pushed the door open and went in.
"President Gu, we've found out President Lin's schedule."
After attending the semiconductor expo this afternoon
In the evening, at the Peony Hall of the Convention and Exhibition International Hotel,
I had a dinner with the heads of several local semiconductor companies in Jiangcheng.
The flight to Blue City departs tomorrow morning at 10:00 AM; the exact return time... is yet to be determined.
Gu Jingcheng took the tablet, and his fingertips traced Lin Weiming's itinerary for her flight to Blue City the next day.
His eyes darkened slightly.
"Have you prepared the clothes I'll be wearing to the meeting this afternoon?"
Qiu Cheng's heart skipped a beat.
here we go again!
Before each meeting with President Lin, President Gu inevitably goes through a "suit dilemma" that rivals choosing a fashion show outfit.
He thought that after five years, this habit should have faded by now.
Unexpectedly, the obsession only deepened.
"It's all ready, Mr. Gu."
Qiu Cheng composed himself and stepped out of the private dressing room in his office.
They launched a row of mobile coat racks displaying sharp suits.
Dark gray, navy blue, classic black, stripes... all these styles perfectly match his status as a business tycoon.
Gu Jingcheng's gaze swept over the area, and he was not satisfied.
He wanted to dress his most eye-catching outfit today, so that Weiwei would notice him at a glance.
Let her see that he's still as charming as ever.
Gu Jingcheng's gaze fell on the outfit on the far side of the clothes rack, and he raised his chin.
"That pink one."
Qiu Cheng clenched his fists. Good heavens!
That flashy pink suit was just something he wore to make up the numbers.
He thought that, given his boss's aura that was always at minus twenty degrees Celsius,
I would never choose this… “vibrant” color.
Moreover, this was at a formal industry expo.
"Mr. Gu... are you... are you sure?"
"This pink color doesn't quite match your usual style?"
Or how about this blue one? It looks more elegant and sophisticated.
He held up the blue suit.
Gu Jingcheng's stubbornness kicked in.
Like a three-year-old who insists on wearing an Elsa princess dress to a sports meet.
With a wave of his hand and a burning gaze,
"I've never tried this color before, so this is a good opportunity to push my limits."
He wanted to use this method to re-enter Weiwei's field of vision.
It made it impossible for her to ignore his presence.
Nothing is more important than attracting Weiwei's attention.
Looking at his boss's resolute gaze, Qiu Cheng sighed inwardly.
He resignedly went to retrieve the pink battle robe that clashed with his aura.
Sigh... The old ironwood tree, which had been dormant for five years, not only blossomed but also mutated.
It bloomed a bright pink flower.
Besides cooperating with his boss, who was going through a "mating season" and whose IQ and EQ both seemed to have dropped, he also...
Are there any other options?
I just hope the media this afternoon won't take too many unflattering photos of the boss...
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