Zhou Ziyi was a little surprised that Sheffield actually came to China.
However, Zhou Ziyi was too lazy to flatter himself. Sheffield must have come to China for other reasons. What does it have to do with him?
So Zhou Ziyi went through the schedule, submitted two drawings that were close to the deadline, and also drew the two-person drawing of himself and Yan Xiuzhi that he had mentioned before.
When the sketch came out, he asked Yan Xiuji if he wanted to see it. Yan Xiuji ignored these trivial matters and let him express himself freely, so he waited until before printing, and then he showed Yan Xiuji one last look.
Yan Xiuzhi then realized that Zhou Ziyi had painted the picture of their wedding day.
It's not a one-to-one copy, it's all beautified. The sparkling swimming pool, the transparent glass bridge, and the stained glass projection that I don't know how it was designed. Two men in white suits walked across the glass bridge. It was only a small part of the scene, but you could tell at a glance that there was a sense of happiness.
Zhou Ziyi asked: "How is it?"
"Okay." Yan Xiuji said, "I have no objection."
"I originally wanted to hang it in the living room... right here." Zhou Ziyi walked to the wall and gestured, "But it seems like it will ruin your decoration style?"
Yan Xiuji said: "You can release it."
Zhou Ziyi was surprised: "Really?"
"The furniture has been replaced anyway," Yan Xiuji said, "Just hang it wherever you want. No need to ask me so cautiously."
Zhou Ziyi asked: "What about the study?"
"The study or the master bedroom is not acceptable." Yan Xiuji glanced at him and said, "Don't be naughty."
Zhou Ziyi laughed, then remembered something: "By the way, I'm going out for dinner tomorrow night, so I don't know when I'll be back. Brother Tang is going too, along with some of my former classmates from Country E."
"You don't have to report it so clearly, just say you're going to have dinner together." Yan Xiuji said, "But didn't you say before that you would stop associating with these classmates? You didn't invite them to your wedding either."
"Hey, are they coming to the wedding just to see me? Are they coming to take advantage of you?" Zhou Ziyi snorted, "Some people even said they wanted to be my best man. They picked up a chance to hook up with you and the Chu family? That's a nice thought."
Yan Xiuji didn't expect this to happen: "Does that mean no one wants to come?"
"No." Zhou Ziyi said, "But I have a clear self-positioning. I am clinging to your thighs. Why do I wear a pendant? Am I crazy?"
"So you're going again now?"
"Hey, Brother Tang is going too." Zhou Ziyi said, "And I heard that these people are gossiping about me behind my back, saying that I married into a wealthy family and my husband's father didn't agree with the marriage, and that I'm in such a miserable situation. I have to go and dispel the rumors! Otherwise, wouldn't it tarnish the reputation of our President Yan?"
Yan Xiuji asked: "Is this a gathering of friends or a rumor-busting meeting?"
"It's all right." Zhou Ziyi smiled, "It's all about eating, drinking and talking nonsense. I know what I'm doing."
"..." Yan Xiuji was speechless at his analogy, but he was used to it. "I won't restrict you from making friends."
"Hmm?" Zhou Ziyi didn't quite understand what he meant. "I know."
"I mean, if you want to make friends with someone, don't worry about me," Yan Xiuji explained. "I'm a businessman. I know what to do."
The meaning of this statement was very clear. Even if someone wanted to get to know Yan Xiuji through Zhou Ziyi, Yan might not have a special reaction. Anyway, he had always been surrounded by such people since he was a child, so he was able to deal with them easily.
Zhou Ziyi probably guessed what he meant and said happily, "If you really want something, then after we get divorced, I will be alone again."
Yan Xiuji looked at him.
Zhou Ziyi continued, "But it's no different from before, it's okay."
Yan Xiuji felt that this was not right, but he could not find the right words for a moment, so he could only remain silent. Zhou Ziyi leaned against the side cabinet and looked at him: "Boss Yan, now that we have come to this, can I ask you something?"
"What?"
"After we divorce... what are the rules?" Zhou Ziyi smiled, "Never contact each other forever? Or can we still be friends?"
Yan Xiuzhi had actually thought about this question.
It was not something he thought about on purpose, but when he talked about how Zhou Ziyi's former friends all avoided him because he asked him to borrow money, Yan Xiuzhi slightly thought about how he would react if Zhou Ziyi came to him for help.
So, now that Zhou Ziyi asked, President Yan responded pretty quickly: "We can be friends."
"Really?" Zhou Ziyi was a little surprised and asked curiously, "What kind of friends? What is your definition of a friend? If you meet someone you know and they nod to each other, does that count as a friend?"
Yan Xiuji said: "It depends on what impression you leave on me in the end."
"What if it's now?"
Yan Xiuji looked at him for a few seconds.
Zhou Ziyi leaned back without moving: "What are your scores, Mr. Yan?"
Yan Xiuji said: "Now, you asked me to borrow money, I can lend it to you, but I don't want to see you in person, my friend."
Zhou Ziyi: "Why don't you want to see me?"
Yan Xiuji: "You talk too much nonsense."
“Hahahaha…” Zhou Ziyi laughed, “Okay, I’ll go bother someone else tomorrow.”
***
The next day, Zhou Ziyi really went there.
Tang Shirong picked him up and insisted on driving a sports car, no matter how slutty he wanted. But Zhou Ziyi and he had a tacit understanding, so he put on a plaid casual suit with a strong sense of design, stepped on leather shoes, combed his hair, and smeared a faint wisp of perfume on the back of his neck, and then he went out.
As soon as Tang Shirong opened the car door and saw him, he whistled: "Great! Our noble Mr. Zhou is back again!"
"Don't be funny." Zhou Ziyi sat in the passenger seat, "Let's go."
Tang Shirong asked, "Why are you wearing pink sunglasses? Other men look irritated when wearing them, but you look like you're going to debut as the center of a boy band, and you look pretty pink. Where did you get them?"
Zhou Ziyi said casually: "My husband bought it."
Tang Shirong almost stepped on the accelerator by mistake and blasted out: "What the hell?!"
"Hey, this is the toy that Mr. Yan bought for me." Zhou Ziyi explained the matter in a few words. Tang Shirong laughed and gave him a thumbs up. "Brother, you dare to do such a thing in front of Yan Xiuji, you are this!"
"Come on, don't let it slip. My husband bought it for me." Zhou Ziyi stretched out her long legs comfortably. "Let's go. Why are you standing there? Do you want me to light the engine for you?"
"Okay, okay." Tang Shirong started the sports car and the accelerator rumbled. "You mean you want me to cover the roof? It would be cool if it was a convertible, right?"
Zhou Ziyi glanced at him: "Brother, my hairstyle."
"OKOK, Mr. Zhou's hairstyle is just short of insurance." Tang Shirong said happily, "Luxury cars and beautiful women, I'm making a fortune!
"Let's go!"
***
The people who came to this gathering said they were classmates, but in fact it was a reunion of Zhou Ziyi's hometown when he was studying in Country E.
When Zhou Ziyi's parents got into trouble, Zhou Ziyi approached many people to pay back the money. Therefore, in this circle, it was known to everyone that Zhou Ziyi's parents had suddenly passed away and he was burdened with a huge debt. Originally, Zhou Ziyi had not approached them for these years, so they just forgot about him. Unexpectedly, this year, Zhou Ziyi unexpectedly married the head of Huahao Group, and many people were shocked.
On the one hand, one can sigh at Zhou Ziyi's luck, but on the other hand, one can't help but secretly wonder if there is any sad gossip in this.
The gossip was so much that it became true. Moreover, these people were all from wealthy families - otherwise they couldn't afford to study abroad - and most of them spoke without restraint. As time went by, these words reached Tang Shirong's ears.
Tang Shirong really wanted to sew their mouths shut.
When Zhou Ziyi got into trouble, Tang Shirong was not the most well-off person among those who were asked to help, but he lent the most to Zhou Ziyi. He did not touch the family's property, had no income, and his family was also quite strict, so he did not have that much cash to cause trouble. He scraped together the money himself, informed his family, and lent Zhou Ziyi one million yuan, without paying any attention to the repayment date and interest.
At that time, his father, Mr. Tang, firstly, felt that Zhou Ziyi seemed to be a really good person, and if he didn't help the child, he might die; secondly, he felt that he really couldn't pay it back, so he regarded it as a severe lesson for his own son so that he would not make friends with bad people in the future, so he agreed to the loan.
Who would have thought that this child would be able to marry Yan Xiuzhi today?
Anyway, Tang Shirong served as the best man at Yan Xiuzhi's wedding, which made many people look at this idle young man with new eyes, and some people also began to pay attention to the cooperation with the Tang family.
This kind of luck made many people who had ignored Zhou Ziyi at the beginning secretly resentful.
Then these people invited Zhou Ziyi to the party today with the mentality of giving it a try.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Ziyi was really coming.
This news made many people have some thoughts in their minds, generally speaking, they can be divided into two groups:
One group, wanting to see if he could get a hold of Yan Xiuji from Zhou Ziyi;
Another wave wanted to see whether Zhou Ziyi was actually living a miserable life after "marrying into a wealthy family".
In this atmosphere where everyone was smiling and talking happily but secretly understanding each other, Zhou Ziyi and Tang Shirong arrived.
It's different from what everyone imagined.
Others imagined that Zhou Ziyi, who had experienced ups and downs, was very different from the past. Some even wondered if he looked tired? Would he dress in a tacky and jeweled way to show that he had entered a wealthy family again? Would he be too grand, like a country bumpkin who had just become rich?
——None at all.
When Zhou Ziyi walked into the small banquet hall, everyone looked over involuntarily, and the same idea came to their mind.
——Oh, it’s still the same Mr. Zhou from back then.
Zhou Ziyi is a clothes hanger, he looks good in anything, and the fitted casual suits highlight his long arms and legs. The suits he chooses don't make him look too solemn or serious, but lively and youthful. His demeanor, manners, and expressions are still radiant.
He even looked the same as before, which made him look particularly young among his peers who had become sophisticated, serious and even boastful of their experiences.
Zhou Ziyi doesn't need to try hard to do anything, he is naturally attractive.
Some women present even wondered: Did he come here just to get a hairstyle?
Zhou Ziyi was bathed in the gazes of the audience, not feeling uncomfortable at all, but calmly took off his sunglasses. He was no more flamboyant than before, nor did he become more restrained, he just looked around and smiled softly.
"Long time no see, everyone."
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