Chapter 18 Chapter 18
"Xinfeng ready-made clothes."
This is the direct manufacturer of Any underwear. The next step is to investigate the upstream and downstream companies that this factory frequently interacts with, but this information is often not available online, so we can only rely on clues and conduct on-site investigations.
An Jiyue copied the factory name and was about to dig deeper when Liang Sinan stopped her.
"It's near G City, right?" He put down his goblet and spoke leisurely. "It started out as a clothing export business there. There are tons of these factories, and it's common for them to trade what they have."
She had just finished her operation and had no time to explain to Liang Sinan, but at this moment, he had already pointed out her thoughts with just two words.
She looked admiringly at the man curled up on the sofa. He raised his brown arms and rested them behind his head, seemingly taking a leisurely nap, but the bulging muscles had not disappeared even with relaxation, like a lion ready to attack at any time.
Although he has retired from the world, Brother Nan is still Brother Nan.
An Jiyue looked at the factory address she had just searched for, confirmed it, and nodded. "Zhan Nianqing is already cautious enough. He picked the materials from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and there have been no problems before. This time, it's likely that the manufacturer has secretly replaced the materials."
"That's easy. I'll go to City G for you."
An Jiyue was stunned for a moment, then thought that Liang Sinan still treated her as a child who needed to rely on him for everything, so she quickly waved her hand to refuse.
"Why should I trouble you? I've been suspended from work recently anyway, so I can go by myself."
"It's not a problem. You forgot, I was going to City G as well."
Liang Sinan's home is in City G, although he has not been back for many years and never calls it "home".
His return to China was primarily due to his stepfather's revision of his will, and his mother's persistent attempts to contact him over the years had also led to her personal pleas. He hadn't returned to City G since landing, but had instead stopped in nearby City P, waiting to visit again that day, never staying a moment longer.
An Jiyue's eyes dimmed. She didn't mean to hurt anyone.
"How about you go back with me?"
His tone was relaxed, as if he had only made an invitation to "have dinner together." However, An Jiyue suddenly shuddered, her eyes becoming flustered. When she looked up, she met Liang Sinan's half-smile.
"The wedding has been delayed for so long, let's just take this opportunity to meet the parents."
After these words were spoken, An Jiuyue, who had just panicked, shrugged her nose, and continued to stare at the screen with a stiff head, pretending not to hear.
She knew that Liang Sinan was making fun of her and his childhood sweetheart again.
Back when An Jiyue's parents personally sent her abroad to study, Liang Sinan, as the host, arranged a dinner with the two elders. During the meal, An's father drank a few more glasses, patted his then-not-so-strong shoulders, and talked about the deep and sincere friendship between the two families in the past.
"When Yue'er was one year old, your father loved her so much that he wouldn't let her go and even arranged a marriage between us."
He drunkenly gazed at the dazzling Liang Sinan. The well-mannered young man nodded and smiled, unperturbed. His tailor-made suit fitted him elegantly. A blend of Western freedom and Eastern composure, with a hint of alertness at times, he looked nothing like the young man who had fled with his luggage.
"Come here, Yue'er. You've never been far away, so you should listen to Brother Sinan more when you're here."
The two exchanged glances and seemed to have a tacit understanding. One nodded obediently, and the other smiled gently and said, "Don't worry, Uncle." After the meal, they exchanged contact information and never bothered each other again.
Later, she suddenly took over Anshi Capital and became acquainted with this elite brother who had been arranged by his parents.
When she was in the most difficult time, she kept pestering Liang Sinan with Anshi's chores, which made him so angry that he told her to find a good family to marry.
An Jiyue was stunned. It was rare to see Brother Nan, who usually managed tens of millions of dollars in a single day without blinking an eye, lose his temper like this. She found it rather amusing. Blinking her watery almond eyes, she brought up the past again, "I think you're quite good. Didn't Dad say we're going to be married?"
This reply surprised Liang Sinan for half a second, and then he couldn't stop laughing, and his impatience just now disappeared.
This also became their enduring topic of entertainment.
If he hadn't mentioned the words "meet the parents," An Jiyue might have been able to cooperate with him for a few rounds. But since he had said that, it was clear he had no intention of teasing her, and there was no need to continue the discussion. After all, in his mind, the concept of "parents" had long since disappeared; whenever he mentioned them, he would simply refer to them as "that family."
An Jiyue ignored his joke and called Zhan Nianqing. He had no filming schedule tonight and had already finished work.
Zhan Nianqing picked up the call in a second, his tone anxious and sincere: "Director An, I am really sorry that my own quality control problems have affected the program. If necessary, I am willing to withdraw from the program to reduce the impact."
He took the responsibility as soon as he opened his mouth. An Jiyue felt relieved in an instant, thinking that everything she had just done was not in vain.
She first calmed Zhan Nianqing down, briefly explained her conclusion, and asked him to go to Jiangsu and Zhejiang to verify whether there was any problem with the fabric. As for the factory in City G, she would go and help check it.
"Director An, how can I be so embarrassed——"
An Jiyue interrupted him, "Boss Zhan, you don't have to be polite to me. I chose you, so if anything goes wrong, I'll be held responsible. To be honest, I've been suspended recently, so a trip to City G won't delay anything."
She paused, then remembered something: "It takes time to get to the bottom of things, but PR can't wait. Boss Zhan should also spend some time on the consumer side. Right now is the perfect time for publicity. Don't be so dignified when it comes to promoting and clarifying things."
An Jiyue was most worried that Zhan Nianqing was acting too arrogantly and unassumingly, unwilling to make conclusions before thoroughly investigating the problem, and thus allowing the brand's reputation to collapse. As a communications major, she was particularly sensitive to the golden hour of public relations and could not wait until the truth was revealed before reacting.
After giving instructions on the important matters, other thoughts suddenly popped up in her mind for some reason, and after struggling for several times, she couldn't hold them back.
"That's right."
An Jiyue clenched her phone, brought it closer to her ear, and even glanced nervously at Liang Sinan beside her. Seeing that he was swiping his phone to book a high-speed rail ticket, she dared to continue asking.
"How was the filming today? Especially with the male guest?"
She was originally in charge of filming the male guest group, so she felt it was reasonable to ask a few more questions. However, she didn't want to think about whose news she was waiting for.
"It went pretty smoothly. The final tennis match between Shu Jun and Hai Fu this afternoon was very exciting, but Shu Jun was a bit concerned about his reputation and ultimately chose Zhu Ling as his favorite guest."
An Jiyue sighed in regret. If this happened, the screenwriter team would be overjoyed.
Shu Jun and Rong Rong are beginning to show signs of being a pair of bickering lovers. Because of their shyness and awkwardness, they caused such a misunderstanding. The subsequent plot will probably develop in the direction of Shu Jun being absent-minded, Rong Rong being jealous alone, Shu Jun coming to his senses and coaxing her, and the lovers finally getting married. After gathering all the contradictions and tensions, everyone is happy.
It's just a pity that Zhu Ling has to spend a night on the rooftop exposed to the cold wind for no apparent reason, and maybe even have to comfort this programmer who has strong limbs and no sense of romance.
"Then, what about Lu Ye?"
She tried her best to pretend that she was asking casually, and even stopped breathing for a few seconds, but her heart was full of excitement. If Liang Sinan turned his head to look at her now, he would definitely find the flaw from her fluttering eyelashes.
"Teacher Lu Ye is Haifu's favorite guest, and he also accepted Haifu's invitation."
oh.
It was a piece of information that she already knew and had no nutritional value.
What An Jiuyue really wanted to ask was how Lu Ye played tennis, whether he interacted closely with Guan Haifu, what Haifu said when she invited him, what his expression was, how he reacted, and how he agreed.
But how could she bring herself to say these things?
Two hours ago, she swore in front of others that "there will never be a reconciliation" and "it's really over."
He also remained indifferent to Lu Ye's obvious hints in the temple a week ago.
There is a god above us. She had already severed her ties with him before him, so how could she have the courage and dignity to withdraw her promise?
Dusk was setting in the west, and another agonizing day was drawing to a close. An Jiyue stood by the French window, gazing dreamily at the crimson sun sinking over the coastline, knowing full well that a few cold stars must have hung in the sky on the other side.
The stars, moon and warm breeze on a late spring night are the most romantic setting for lovers' trysts.
Lu Ye's dark eyes will also be dyed with moonlight tonight, illuminating another sweet and shy face.
In the script she had finalized, he was required to generously offer his strong, broad shoulders, caressing her petite frame and whispering softly. The camera couldn't get too close, only serenely recording their graceful, intertwining silhouettes. The final, empty shot was dedicated to the moon, and the tranquil, nurturing emotions flowed like moonlight.
Lu Ye avoided Guan Haifu's passionate and sincere gaze and looked up at the moon passing through the clouds.
From the moment they sat down on the double chair under the grapevines on the rooftop, he was keenly aware of the admiration he received from the girl beside him, who was as white as a cotton tree in May.
Haifu has a passionate and innocent heart. The look she gives him with her head tilted to the side is filled with expectation and admiration. Even her breath and skin temperature can warm the air around her.
He couldn't meet such expectations.
He prefers a dim moon.
"Lu Ye, will you still be in P City tomorrow? We can have dinner together, or have a late-night snack if you're too busy during the day."
"I'm so sorry. I won't be here tomorrow. I have to go on a business trip."
"Ah, we're really not destined to be together." Guan Haifu seemed helpless. She sighed gloomily and then accepted it optimistically. "Then let's make an appointment next time."
"No problem. I'll treat you next time I have time."
Guan Haifu smiled and suddenly asked casually, "Lu Ye, do you believe in fate?"
The end of her voice was swallowed up by the wind, and the ethereal sound was rolled several times by the wind before reaching Lu Ye's ears.
He subconsciously wanted to smile and shake his head, to say something polite about how things were all humanly possible. But what came to mind even faster was the silhouette that had called out his name against the light, the coward who had braved the waves one moment and fled in panic the next, the aloof but long-lived tortoiseshell tabby cat at Donglin Temple, the number now pinned to the top of his phone.
Lu Yemu was bathed in the cold moonlight, his dark eyes like a frozen abyss. He clenched his fists at his side, and as the moon once again disappeared into the clouds, he spoke with a melancholy yet resolute voice.
"I believe it."
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