The exchange meeting was held on Saturday, and I received a call from Yan Meng early in the morning.
"Go downstairs and I'll take you to get your hair done."
I was so absorbed in thinking about the video that I was surprised to come back to my senses only when the car arrived at the Bailu Clothing branch.
"Aren't you here for styling? Why are you in a cheongsam shop?" I was completely confused.
Yan Meng deliberately acted mysterious, "You'll know once you go in."
I got off the car and followed Yan Meng into the cheongsam shop. The clerk inside greeted Yan Meng respectfully.
When they saw Yan Meng and I walk in together, the shop assistants looked at me with gossipy eyes.
I've gotten used to it. Ever since the news was posted, neither Yan Meng nor I have tried to explain anything to cover up the truth.
Fortunately, public opinion has been suppressed by Yan Meng, and these rumors have gradually faded away.
Yan Meng directly called the store manager and instructed: "Take her to get her hair styled and choose clothes."
"yes."
The store manager politely walked over to me and said, "Miss Lan, this way please."
The store manager took me into the dressing room at the back, where a professional styling team was already waiting.
The store manager introduced that Bailu Clothing has a dressing room to facilitate customers to attend various occasions.
They were busy with their hands and it took them an hour to finally finish styling me.
My hair was tied up, which made me look more dignified.
The store manager was with me the whole time. When he saw me finish styling my clothes, he clapped his hands and someone immediately came in with a clothes hanger.
There are two large rows of hangers, filled with modified versions of cheongsams, which are dignified and elegant without appearing rigid and dull.
"Miss Lan, our Director Yan has instructed that you can choose any of these clothes."
This should be one of the batches that Yan Meng picked out. There are no particularly eye-catching colors, and each piece can be put on the stage.
I chose a moon-white cheongsam and went into the fitting room to change.
Looking at my curves in the mirror, I couldn't help but touch my belly with emotion. Fortunately, I'm still in the pregnancy, so even if I wear a tight-fitting cheongsam, it won't look like I'm pregnant. If it's two or three months later, my pregnancy will be obvious, and I won't be able to wear this kind of clothes.
When I walked out wearing a cheongsam, Yan Meng showed a surprised expression when she saw me for the first time.
He praised her endlessly, "You are indeed worthy of being the model I chose. Any cheongsam you wear looks like a work of art."
His public praise of me made my face flush, and I urged him, "Let's go quickly, don't waste time."
On the way, I asked Yan Meng, whether intentionally or unintentionally, "I thought about it seriously last night. Should we bring up the video issue directly at the exchange meeting?"
"What else?" Yan Meng asked me back.
I felt something was amiss. "Wouldn't that be like calling for culpability? Especially in a public place like this. They wouldn't admit it was their company's doing, even to save face!"
After much deliberation last night, I decided to make an appointment with the person in charge of Yu Chuang at the exchange meeting to meet privately next time and then discuss the video.
This way, we can save his face and avoid making the relationship too awkward.
Yan Meng disagreed, "You think too much. Once you get to the scene and meet the person in charge of Yu Chuang, you will know what to do."
When the time came, he actually kept it a secret.
I was speechless and could only improvise.
The driver took Yan Meng and me to the hotel, which has several floors of halls specifically responsible for contracting various business activities.
After getting off the car, Yan Meng raised his arm, raised his eyebrows at me, and motioned me to take his arm.
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