Chapter 52 Seeing someone off at the airport
He was so close that it seemed that with the slightest movement, their lips would almost brush against each other.
Jiang Xia's heart was pounding, and his ears were ringing. He had finally come to the conclusion that "President Zhan is a straight man," but his words completely overturned that conclusion.
Single...no blind dates...he deliberately lied to Wu Ming...
Zhan Lintian hunched over, one hand supporting Jiang Xia's cheek, the palm of his hand holding her calf burning hot.
He saw Jiang Xia's pupils tremble and asked, "Jiang Xia, what are you thinking about?"
This time his voice was deeper, devoid of the previous teasing, and more serious: "Jiang Xia, I'm still single too... What should I do? Could you... take pity on me?"
He leaned closer, and Jiang Xia quickly placed her hands on his shoulders, looking down to the side to avoid his gaze.
Seeing him bite his lower lip again, Zhan Lintian couldn't bear to tease him any longer. He lowered Jiang Xia's legs, letting him gently step on the edge of the bed, and reminded him, "Don't bite anymore, it's all red and swollen..."
Like being kissed by yourself...
He didn't say the last few words.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xia instinctively glanced at him.
Jiang Xia may not have been fierce to anyone. Her eyes were slightly upturned at the corners, but she only looked beautiful, not fierce.
His eyes are beautiful, with a slightly narrow shape, but his eyelashes are long and thin, with the outer corners of his eyes long and upturned, like a slightly upturned eyeliner.
When Zhan Lintian first met him, his face was pale from the wind, but the corners of his eyes were red, and he greeted him with a smile.
Jiang Xia always kept his emotions hidden, but Zhan Lintian was good at reading people, so he could tell that Jiang Xia wasn't really angry.
Jiang Xia said somewhat helplessly, "President Zhan, please stop joking with me."
Zhan Lintian stood up, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his muscular forearms, and gestured in the air: "Then can you not use two blankets?"
The bed is only so big; if you put two thick blankets in, there's no room for two people to sleep.
He said, "After putting the blankets down, we could only lie on the floor."
Jiang Xia sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him: "Okay."
Upon hearing this, Zhan Lintian bent down, folded the thick quilt neatly, and easily stuffed it back into the top shelf of the cabinet.
"Go to sleep. His flight is at 10 a.m. tomorrow. It's rush hour. Let's go at 8:30 a.m."
Jiang Xia hummed in agreement and took out her phone: "I'll set up a clock-in/out event on my office software."
Zhan Lintian watched him operate his phone and asked, "You said you want to change jobs, what kind of job do you want?"
Jiang Xia rarely talks about his career plans with others. He had talked to Wu Ming before, but Wu Ming didn't understand this and only hoped that his job would be more stable so that he could stay in Mengcheng as much as possible.
It's like talking to a brick wall; there's no point in trying. But Mr. Zhan is different. He's a well-known investor with knowledge of all sorts of industries.
As Jiang Xia moved slightly closer, Zhan Lintian raised an eyebrow, and naturally extended his right hand out from under the blanket, placing it on the man's waist and patting him gently.
Jiang Xia looked at him and said, "The physical industry is declining. In the translation field, unless you can get a hit classic and then get a share of the profits, you can't succeed. I'm currently doing some simultaneous interpreting work. I'm majoring in a fourth language, and I want to go in the direction of simultaneous interpreting."
However, simultaneous interpretation work often requires business trips. For example, every year, a regular partner manufacturer invites him to be a translator at the Canton Fair, and he always goes there in advance.
The decline of the physical translation industry, the network of contacts built up through simultaneous interpreting, and Wu Ming's situation, all accumulated layer by layer, accelerated Jiang Xia's pace in adjusting his work focus.
He has plans for his future.
Zhan Lintian nodded, agreeing with his idea.
Mengcheng Publishing is quite well-known in the industry, and Yinghua, as the person in charge, has devoted a lot of effort to it in recent years.
The most stable source is to obtain the publishing rights to recommended books for campus reading, and ideally, the version translated by that publisher should be recommended by the government or the public, but this requires behind-the-scenes maneuvering.
This year, with the advancement of efforts to reduce burdens and the increased publicity from online media, this area is no longer decided and led by just a few parties.
Zhan Lintian's voice rang out: "Then... I'll introduce you."
In the dead of night, he murmured softly, gently patting the river gorge, as if coaxing Wenwen, as if the two were not friends, but lovers with a harmonious relationship.
In the cold winter, the two huddled together under the covers, whispering to each other for warmth.
Jiang Xia looked up and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhan."
"No need to thank me." Zhan Lintian stretched out his foot and clamped his leg. "Why is it so cold?"
Jiang Xia felt a tingling sensation all over his body and quickly withdrew his foot: "No..."
"Why are you hiding?" Zhan Lintian hugged Jiang Xia and wrapped his legs around her. "Let's sleep."
As he spoke, he turned off the bedside lamp, plunging the room into darkness.
Jiang Xia pressed his face against Zhan Lintian's chest, feeling the muscles beneath the fabric... In fact, he could tell that Zhan Lintian liked him, and President Zhan also knew that he had figured it out.
However, he did not immediately pursue the matter relentlessly, giving himself some leeway.
He really is a very good friend... Would he suddenly ask to kiss me like Wu Zhou did?
Jiang Xia's mind was in a mess, and he drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, he woke up early and rested his head on the man's shoulder. Zhan Lintian looked at him for a while before getting up, satisfied.
Wow, those eyelashes are so long.
Jiangxia doesn't seem like the kind of person who's naive to the ways of the world, but a closer look will reveal the truth.
He gently stroked Jiang Xia's hair until Jiang Xia groggily woke up...
After the two had breakfast, they drove to the airport. Jiang Xia saw that he had woken up early and wanted to drive him to rest, but she was afraid of bumping into this G-Class.
Zhan Lintian skillfully turned the steering wheel, and as the car rounded the alleyway, he said, "It's okay, we'll switch to another car later."
The car drove onto the main road, and the traffic on both sides reversed as the two headed towards the bridge.
Jiang Xia fastened his seatbelt, and Zhan Lintian asked, "Who usually drives between you two?"
Jiang Xia tugged at his seatbelt and said, "I'll drive, because he doesn't have a driver's license."
Zhan Lintian scoffed, trying to sow discord: "You've already worked a full day, and you still have to drive to pick him up late at night after he's been out partying all day and is drunk?"
Jiang Xia raised his hand to his forehead.
At that moment, Wu Ming was still at home when the two of them talked about him behind his back, and he suddenly sneezed.
He sat listlessly on the sofa, his eyes bloodshot, looking utterly dejected.
Wu Zhou came downstairs with a furrowed brow.
He glanced at his watch, his voice cold: "The flight is at ten. Don't miss it."
"I understand." Wu Ming's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if he hadn't slept all night.
He was no longer his usual carefree self; after a long silence, he finally spoke: "Brother, if Jiang Xia ever encounters any difficulties, you must help him. I'm begging you..."
"My only worry about going abroad this time is him."
Wu Zhou frowned, not answering the question, then checked the time and said, "Xie Xingzhang is going to take you. She'll be there soon. Are you still on your way?"
Ms. Xie said last night that she would go to the airport to see them off and film a video to record the first day of their long-distance relationship.
Visiting Wu Ming abroad wouldn't cost much, but the distance was far, and she wouldn't have the time, so the two were destined to see each other less and less.
Wu Ming checked his phone; Xie Xingzhang had sent a WeChat message about this the previous evening.
This morning, Xingzhang sent another message, saying she got up early to put on makeup.
It was no surprise that she came to see him off at the airport. Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that he had contacted Jiang Xia himself last night and hadn't asked him to come.
He still vividly remembers what happened at the engagement banquet.
I hope things will be better once I break up with Xie Xingzhang peacefully and the Xie family stops harping on the pregnancy and abortion issue...
Wu Ming washed his face, sneezed again when he came out, and got into the car while rubbing his nose.
Wu Zhou sat in the back seat.
Wu Ming asked in confusion, "Big brother, are you going to give me a ride?"
Wu Zhou nodded: "I'll watch you board the plane."
In the front row, there was an assistant who was going abroad with him and would take care of Wu Ming's daily life throughout the trip.
The vehicle started, and it was very quiet inside; no one spoke.
Wu Ming checked his phone and sent Jiang Xia a message: "Good morning."
He even posted a special emoji, a GIF of an energetic little person doing a hand-on-hip exercise.
Jiang Xia was in the car and dared not look at her phone, afraid of getting carsick.
He also set Wu Ming's account to Do Not Disturb mode, so he didn't see it immediately.
Montreal Airport is very large.
In the bustling airport, Jiang Xia followed General Manager Zhan.
"Wu Ming didn't tell me the flight details, but around 10 o'clock there's an M2 flight to the Fog Country..."
Zhan Lintian watched him walk while checking flight information, then reached out and put his arm around his shoulder, patting him on the shoulder: "There are a lot of people, be careful. I found out, come with me."
They arrived at the airport earlier than Wu Ming and found a spot near the boarding gate where they could see and sit down.
Zhan Lintian was a little tired from driving, so he closed his eyes to rest. Jiang Xia sat beside him and asked softly, "Are you alright?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he tilted his head and rested it on Jiang Xia's shoulder, muttering, "Don't move, let me rest my head on it for a bit. I got up too early this morning."
The man's hot breath fell on Jiang Xia's neck, causing a tingling, itchy sensation...
Jiang Xia felt a little embarrassed, but considering that he had woken up at some point that morning and had driven for a long time, he didn't say anything.
About half an hour later, Jiangxia spotted a familiar face in the crowd.
Miss Xie held a large bouquet of flowers in the same color scheme, wearing a purple fishtail dress and dark purple high heels, looking bright and elegant.
Behind her were two people: a young girl dressed equally elegantly, who was a friend who had appeared in her videos; and another person wearing a hat with glasses askew on the bridge of their nose, who was holding a gimbal to film the two of them.
Her beauty attracted the attention of most people present.
In addition, Xie Xingzhang has a considerable number of fans. Even in Mengcheng, a place known for its talented people, the influence brought by her fan base is still undeniable, and many people recognized her.
Jiang Xia remained seated in his chair, then suddenly smiled with a sense of relief.
She's coming to see him off at the airport today, so is that why Wu Ming didn't let her see him off?
A note from the author:
At the airport, apart from Wu Ming, everyone present hoped that he would go abroad, even his study abroad assistant.
Assistant: If you don't go abroad, I'll lose my job! [Praying] [Burning]
Mr. Zhan: I'm afraid he'll end up in a nightmare trying to win back his wife.
Mr. Wu: If I don't go abroad, my legs will be broken.
Ms. Xie: How can I legally annul my engagement without going abroad? (Filming a video) [Please!]
Jiang Xia: Why are you all more anxious than I am?
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