Two months have passed in a flash. The temperature dropped particularly early this autumn. It is only November now, but the creeping vines on the wall have already turned yellow. Some elderly people on the street who are not immune to the cold have put on thin coats.
Zhang Moyan was introduced to a photo studio for ID cards by the proprietress of "Yi Fei." There were only four people in the studio, including the owner, and her main job was taking photos and retouching them. It was a stress-free job with no complicated interpersonal relationships, allowing her to pass the time while also making use of her strengths. Best of all, if she didn't want to work, she could just let her know in advance.
The job suits her very well and her life is peaceful. She hopes that the days will remain so peaceful forever.
That day, Zhang Moyan was concentrating on retouching photos for the staff of a nursing home when a man in a suit and tie pushed open the door, a chilly breeze blowing through. He hurriedly asked his boss to take a photo, and while waiting, he suddenly noticed Zhang Moyan and carefully checked her for a long time before reluctantly approaching.
"Miss Zhang, why are you here?"
Zhang Moyan turned around upon hearing the voice, then looked a little surprised: "Director?"
"...Now that you've left Guidance, stop calling me that. Just call me Eric."
The person who came was actually the young master from the leading media who had almost proposed to her before.
The awkwardness of the past still seemed to make people feel uneasy. Zhang Moyan greeted him unnaturally: "Are you here to take pictures? What a coincidence!"
Eric stared at Zhang Moyan without blinking. "Yeah, I was doing something nearby and needed some 2-inch photos urgently, and I just happened to see this. I didn't expect to see you here. It's been a while, and you're still so beautiful!"
Zhang Moyan avoided the other person's gaze a little embarrassedly.
Eric immediately changed the subject: "You...work here now?"
Zhang Moyan: "Yes, it's only been a little over a month."
Eric paused, his expression suddenly filled with apology. "Didn't any media agency hire you when you were looking for a job? I'm sorry, I only found out later that my parents had banned you in the industry. I've actually been struggling with whether or not to find you and apologize... I'm sorry, I was transferred overseas to handle a contract at the time and had no idea they were doing this."
Zhang Moyan opened her mouth slightly. She had just learned that she had been banned... She didn't know if it was too late to feel grief and anger now...
No wonder she couldn't even get the job that Jin Xueyang used his connections to interview for. It turns out she was banned!
Eric looked around the small photo studio. "I'm sorry to trouble you. I'll find a job for you. I have several classmates who are senior executives in foreign companies and securities firms. They're not in the media industry. If you're interested, I can help you find a suitable position."
"No, no," Zhang Moyan immediately declined. "Don't worry about my work. I've only interviewed with two companies. I didn't want to go back to my old job anyway. It's too tiring! I'm doing pretty well here now. The work is short, simple, and close to home. I'm quite content."
Eric's throat choked up. To him, what Zhang Moyan said sounded like pretentious rhetoric.
"By the way, I heard that you and Jin Xueyang are together?"
Zhang Moyan: "Ah, um, yes."
"I really didn't expect that! So..." Eric looked at her with a flickering gaze, "Did you deliberately act with Xiao Xingyu that night just to make me give up?"
Zhang Moyan was stunned, goose bumps covering her body, astonished at the young man's rich imagination. However, if she denied it now, even with her emotional intelligence, she felt it was too hurtful.
She could only curl her lips helplessly and remain silent.
Eric thought she had agreed, and couldn't help but feel sad: "Why didn't you try to break through the obstacles and be with me? My parents are very strong-willed, but as long as we insist, they will definitely compromise!"
Zhang Moyan was stunned, and a voice suddenly popped up in her heart: If she had this determination, she would definitely use it on Xiao Xingyu.
As soon as this voice came out, her heart was filled with sadness.
"Well," Zhang Moyan stopped her wandering thoughts in time, "Xueyang and I are getting married!"
"So soon?" Eric was surprised, then magnanimously let it go. "Congratulations to you two! Don't worry, I don't have the same impulse towards you as I did then. Times have changed. You missed out on a rich husband. You might regret it one day!"
Zhang Moyan was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly and said, "Well, that's what I deserve!"
This left Eric at a loss as to how to respond.
"Sir, your photo is ready!" Fortunately, the boss broke the awkward situation with a loud shout.
Eric went inside to retrieve the photos, and turned back with an apologetic look on his face: "My contact information remains the same. Feel free to contact me if you need any help!"
"It's better not to bother." Zhang Moyan refused directly. She and Xiao Xingyu had broken up so cleanly, why should others still keep in touch with her.
Eric understood and nodded, said a few more polite words and hurriedly left.
After Eric left, Zhang Moyan worked on the drawings for over an hour and finished the work before leaving. Today was Zhu Lili's birthday, and everyone had agreed to get together. Since Jin Xueyang was away on a business trip and no one was there to pick her up, she had to take a taxi to the restaurant they had agreed to meet.
In fact, when Zhu Lili first approached her about where to celebrate her birthday, she suggested finding a restaurant in Ocean Park so that she could go and see her favorite jellyfish. She hadn't been there for more than a month since she started working.
However, this proposal was immediately rejected by Zhu Lili, who worked like a slave in the Ocean Park all day long. After much deliberation, she finally chose a famous Huaiyang cuisine restaurant.
Huaiyang cuisine is very good and is served at state banquets, but Zhang Moyan still thinks Ocean Park cuisine is better.
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