Chapter Nine: Finding a top-tier boyfriend is harder than passing the civil service exam.
On the very night Luo Yan picked up the BV shirt from the dry cleaners, she saw Yang Xin's post on WeChat Moments, and she nearly ground her teeth to dust.
Planning a wedding is a sweet burden, but receiving heartfelt blessings from friends is also a wonderful thing! Oh, and Yanyan is bringing her boyfriend to the wedding! Looking forward to seeing her successful boyfriend! [Flowers][Heart]
The number of likes and comments from mutual friends increased rapidly:
Wow! Luo Yan is no longer single?
What kind of elite could tame this prodigy? Looking forward to it!
Yang Xin, you're so kind of you, even caring about your husband's childhood sweetheart's love life. [doge emoji]
Looking forward to it? Haha.
This is clearly putting her on the spot! If they're going to show off their love, fine, but why bring up someone like her who's completely unrelated? They're just assuming she doesn't have a boyfriend and want everyone to laugh at her!
Luo Yan was so angry that she threw her phone on the sofa and started pacing around the room.
No, we must fight for this!
The first step is to move out.
Wu Yuzhou's house is in the building across the street. You can see his bedroom bay window just by sticking your head out of the living room balcony. And since you see him every day, she doesn't want to see Yang Xin's face every day.
So, I quickly contacted an agency online and swiftly booked a one-bedroom apartment in an older neighborhood not far from my workplace. It was a bit old, but it was safe and clean, ready to move in, and the rent wasn't too expensive. With the monthly housing allowance, I didn't have to pay much myself.
While packing her luggage, Xu Jingfei leaned against the door frame and took a big gulp of the health-preserving soup that He Jun had made: "Are you really moving? Is it because I said you can't let go of Wu Yuzhou that you're angry? Or... do you think I'm in your way and are going to elope with your 'snail prince'?"
Luo Yan stuffed the last piece of clothing into her suitcase and zipped it up: "Ms. Xu, I'm worried that if I continue living with you, your boyfriend might complain that I'm too much of a third wheel and put some rat poison on me or something. I need a quiet environment to better serve the people. Forget about any 'double flight' stuff..."
“Okay, service is available.” Xu Jingfei had an “I understand” look on her face. “You have a lot of stuff. Do you need me to recommend that… Labu La Moving Company? Mention my name and you’ll get a 20% discount. The boss is my ex-boyfriend’s dad.”
"You're just eager to get rid of me, stop pretending!"
Luo Yan patted her suitcase impatiently, "I didn't come back all night that day, and you, as my mother, didn't even ask about me. You really aren't worried at all."
Xu Jingfei smiled calmly: "What are you worried about? You're almost thirty. It's more worrying if you come home on time every day, isn't it?"
Luo Yan: "..."
We can't talk today.
After moving, Luo Yan collapsed on the sofa and began to seriously consider the important project of "finding a boyfriend." The primary issue was: who to choose.
Her social circle is small. Aside from Wu Yuzhou, she's barely even glanced at any other males in her life. Where is she going to find an elite in less than a month? Rent a boyfriend? No way, too risky, too easy to leak information, and most importantly, she has no budget!
The men in the unit…Director Zheng? No, putting aside his age, going there would look like he's inspecting the work. Other departments? I haven't been here long and we're not familiar with each other yet, I can't bring myself to ask.
Xiao Wang seems obedient and easy to control, and he's also good-looking. With some grooming, he might be passable.
The next day at work, Luo Yan seized the opportunity when Wang Qiushi had just parked his car and pretended to walk by, saying, "Xiao Wang, are you busy? Can I talk to you about something?"
Wang Qiushi was flattered: "Sister Luo, please speak."
"Um... I have a friend whose ex-boyfriend invited her to his wedding. She doesn't want to lose face, so she's thinking of finding an actor to pretend to be her boyfriend and fill in the gaps. The pay is negotiable! What do you think?"
Wang Qiushi's face flushed red, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, Sister Luo, this won't do! I can only drive, I'll embarrass your friend!"
"Don't underestimate yourself! Looking at the big picture, you're quite good-looking. With a little dressing up, you'll definitely look like an elite, no problem!"
"This won't do. I can't even speak properly when I meet strangers. What if I mess up the performance..."
"Just sit there, eat, smile, and don't say anything!"
"That makes them even less like elites; they're just there to freeload..."
Unexpectedly, Wang Qiushi, who seemed easygoing and honest, was extremely firm on this issue. No matter how Luo Yan threatened, bribed, or made empty promises, he simply shook his head and kept saying no.
Luo Yan had no choice but to give Liu Su a weak wink.
Liu Su understood immediately and grabbed Wang Qiushi's arm, launching into her persuasive mode: "Brother Wang, please help me out! Look how badly Sister Luo's friend is being bullied by her ex-boyfriend and his mistress, we have to stand up for her! Just sit there, look down on them with your deep eyes, and overwhelm them with your calm aura! How awesome would that be!"
Wang Qiushi's face turned as red as a monkey's bottom: "I don't have any eyesight... Xiao Su, stop shaking me..."
"So you agreed?"
"I didn't..."
"It's settled then!" Liu Su clapped her hands, not giving him a chance to object.
Wang Qiushi stared with his mouth agape at the two women in front of him, their eyes shining. He felt like a bandit's wife, weak, pitiful, and helpless.
Over the weekend, Luo Yan and Liu Su dragged a very reluctant Wang Qiushi straight to the mall for a "major makeover".
After all that fuss, Wang Qiushi awkwardly walked out of the fitting room.
Luo Yan and Liu Su both fell silent.
His clothes fit him well, his hairstyle was fashionable, and his face was handsome, but... the simple and honest look in his eyes, the awkwardness of not knowing where to put his hands and feet, and the air of as if he was about to ask "Where is the leader going today?" were not exactly the same as the word "elite." He looked more like a small-town entrepreneur.
"Actually... it's quite pretty, isn't it?" Liu Su awkwardly tried to smooth things over.
Wang Qiushi looked at himself in the mirror, his face contorted with misery: "This tie is so tight I can't breathe, these shoes are so uncomfortable... I feel like an insurance salesman, and the worst one at that!"
Luo Yan sighed, realizing that this approach was blocked. Sending Wang Qiushi to impersonate an elite was worse than having Li Kui do embroidery.
On Monday morning, Luo Yan walked into the office dejectedly and stared blankly at the computer screen.
Should I really admit defeat to Yang Xin and confess that I was bragging? And then spend the rest of my life living under her ridicule? No! Absolutely not!
She gritted her teeth, took out her phone, and clicked on Zeng Rong's WeChat profile picture. Although he was not very reliable, she had no choice but to try anything in this situation.
- Granny Rong, SOS!
Then she quickly recounted the events and her current predicament, picking and choosing what to say.
Zeng Rong replied with a long voice message, as excited as a tigress in a melon patch: "Oh my god, this is so exciting? Yan Yan, I think this is something that ordinary people can't do. You need to find someone who can completely crush Wu Yuzhou in every way to suppress the whole audience and regain your lost dignity!"
Luo Yan:
-Isn't that obvious? The key question is, where am I supposed to find such a divinely appointed soldier? Do you have any good recommendations?
Zeng Rong:
-It's so far away, yet so close at hand!
Luo Yan:
-who?
Zeng Rong:
-Jiang Sui! Our CEO Jiang's looks are beyond words, right? His aura is so powerful that he doesn't even need to say a word; all the men in the room pale in comparison, and Wu Yuzhou is nothing in comparison!
Luo Yan:
-Just kill me... [rolls eyes]
So you knew Zeng Rong wouldn't say anything nice, and you made Jiang Sui pretend to be her boyfriend? Sure, she saved face, but she forced him to sign a "no-future agreement," and now she's asking him for this kind of favor? Where's her shame?
Of course, Zeng Rong was unaware of this past relationship between Luo Yan and Jiang Sui, and continued his frantic output:
-Really! President Jiang is the most suitable! He's single too, so you don't need to worry. If you can get him to do this, Yang Xin will be so jealous she'll faint on the spot! Just imagine that scene! It's like a wish-fulfillment novel coming to life!
Luo Yan:
-Let me think of another way, Jiang Sui...sigh, I can't bring myself to do it!
Zeng Rong:
- Think about Yang Xin's smug face. Is saving face more important, or becoming a laughing stock at the wedding?
Luo Yan: "..."
Thank you, I feel encouraged.
Luo Yan was restless all day.
Zeng Rong's words were like a demonic whisper echoing in her ears. Objectively speaking, Jiang Sui seemed to be the only man she knew who could perfectly achieve the effect of slapping her in the face.
But subjectively speaking, how should we make this statement?
"Mr. Jiang, could you please condescend to pretend to be my boyfriend at my best friend's wedding and put on a satisfying slap-in-the-face show..."
Jiang Sui will probably call the mental hospital directly.
It was time to leave work, and Luo Yan dawdled as she packed her things, her mind preoccupied with how to bring up the subject. She opened Jiang Sui's WeChat chat, typing and deleting words repeatedly.
As she walked out, grinning at her phone screen, she looked up and was shocked to find Jiang Sui himself standing at the entrance of the office building, watching her from afar.
Luo Yan's hand trembled, and her phone almost flew out of her hand.
He came to us of his own accord! That big mouth Zeng Rong let it all out so quickly?!
A godsend opportunity? Or... walking right into a trap?
"Mr. Jiang... is there something you need?" Luo Yan felt like her tongue was tied in knots. "It's after get off work now, and the bosses aren't here. How about you come back tomorrow?"
A hint of a smile seemed to flash in Jiang Sui's eyes, but his tone remained calm: "I have to go on a business trip tomorrow, and I suddenly remembered that the plan for the selection of the base station site in Taohuatan Scenic Area urgently needs to be verified before the process can proceed. Is it convenient for us to find a place to talk now?"
"Convenient! Extremely convenient!"
Luo Yan nodded vigorously, her mind racing with calculations: Perfect, let's talk about work first, and then... smoothly make that impolite request!
She followed closely behind Jiang Sui, her mind racing, trying to figure out how to naturally and gracefully steer the conversation from the base station site selection to the socially awkward matter of "pretending to be her boyfriend."
This is much more difficult than the essay section of her civil service exam.
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