She's got that green tea vibe, and she still wants to seduce Brother Mu Chen?
It was past one o'clock in the afternoon, and Mu Chen was still busy, so Pan Zhe could only come in and call him to eat.
Pan Zhe had worked as Mu Chen's assistant for three years. He thought their CEO was a good person in every way. He was usually gentle and refined, but when he worked, he was incredibly decisive, capable, and resourceful. However, when CEO Mu got into work, he often forgot to eat.
Therefore, one of Pan Zhe's important tasks was to remind President Mu to eat.
He stood in front of the desk for a while, not daring to disturb the busy CEO. Fortunately, CEO Mu finally noticed him and looked up at him.
Pan Zhe quickly seized the opportunity to ask, "President Mu, would you like the food delivered to your office?"
Mu Chen glanced at the time; it was indeed getting late. He closed the file, stood up, straightened his suit, and said, "No need, I'll go to the restaurant myself."
He went to the Chinese restaurant on the second floor, ordered a business set meal of yam and beef, blanched bok choy, and mushroom soup, and was about to find a seat when he turned his head and saw Song Yunxi.
She was sitting by the window making a phone call. He listened to her speaking Korean, seemingly enjoying the conversation, and occasionally chuckled softly.
After a while, seeing that Song Yunxi had hung up the phone, Mu Chen walked over. "Miss Song, may I sit down?"
Song Yunxi's smile remained bright. "President Mu? Of course, please have a seat."
He sat down opposite her. "I'm sorry about yesterday, I mistook you for someone else."
The peak dining hours were over, and many seats in the restaurant were empty. Mu Chen didn't necessarily want to eat with Song Yunxi, but he had some doubts, and if others wouldn't give him answers, he would have to find out for himself.
"It's alright, I'm honored. Does Mr. Mu's friend really look like me?"
Mu Chen nodded, "It does look very similar."
Where is that friend now?
“I don’t know where she is either. We haven’t seen each other for six years.”
"Six years? That's a really long time." After sighing, Song Yunxi rested her chin on her hand and looked at him slowly, saying, "I really envy that friend, who can make President Mu remember him for six years."
Mu Chen smiled slightly, "Miss Song speaks excellent Chinese."
"Thank you! I've always admired Chinese culture, so I've worked hard to learn Chinese. By the way, Mr. Mu, you know I graduated with a degree in Chinese literature, right?"
"Has Miss Song visited China before?"
Song Yunxi shook her head. "No. This is my first time in China."
Song Yunxi speaks very slowly and gently, and she smiles as she speaks each sentence.
Mu Chen could tell that while the smile wasn't fake, it was something she had deliberately practiced. It was like a conditioned reflex; she would smile whenever she spoke to someone.
This is indeed quite different from Rui Yan's situation.
In Mu Chen's memory, Rui Yan was a very lively and cheerful girl. She liked to be silly and talked a lot, like a little megaphone.
She always spoke very quickly when talking to others, but only when she spoke to him would she speak less and slow down. He knew that Rui Yan was deliberately pretending to be well-behaved in front of him.
Actually, he thought it was good that she wasn't well-behaved; her mischievousness was quite cute.
As the two were chatting, the waiter brought their food. They realized they had ordered the same set meal, looked at each other, and then laughed.
"Miss Song, are you getting used to Chinese food?"
"Yes, I'm used to it. The food here is all very refined and delicious."
Before answering the phone, Song Yunxi had been sitting there looking at the menu with nothing to do, so she casually pointed to a picture on the menu.
“This… I first saw the dish ‘eggplant casserole’ in the famous Chinese novel ‘Dream of the Red Chamber.’ I’ve always wanted to try it. But I also felt that such a lively dish would seem lonely to eat alone.” As she said this, her expression was filled with regret.
Mu Chen understood what she meant and replied obediently, "I will definitely invite Miss Song to taste it together another day."
Song Yunxi tilted her head, revealing an innocent yet playful expression, and reminded him, "President Mu, please don't forget."
Mu Chen remembered that Rui Yan also liked "Dream of the Red Chamber" and had even given a speech in the school's lecture hall.
It was a book club meeting not long after Mu Chen borrowed an umbrella from Rui Yan. Several students shared the books they had read and liked in the form of speeches.
Rui Yan is talking about "Dream of the Red Chamber".
She said she admired that "talented woman who appeared aloof and cold," and that she wanted to become that kind of woman.
She also said that she admired the "girl with long, flowing hair who was beautiful even after becoming a nun," and that if she were ever fortunate enough to become a nun, she would dress up just as beautifully.
Her words drew laughter from the audience. Her tone was light and humorous as she eloquently shared her understanding of that lengthy masterpiece, making it captivating.
That book club was just a small event organized by Rui Yan and her department for freshmen. A prominent figure like Mu Chen wouldn't go, nor would he have time to go.
But it was as he passed by the lecture hall that he saw a poster standing at the entrance with Rui Yan's name on it.
A few nights ago, someone shouted his name and the name "Ruiyan" together on the top floor of the girls' dormitory, and the sound was so loud that it echoed through the sky.
Out of curiosity, Mu Chen entered the classroom through the back door and sat in the corner of the last row, listening to Rui Yan talk about her interpretation of "Dream of the Red Chamber." He listened with a smile on his face the whole time.
Mu Chen snapped out of his reverie and said to Song Yunxi, "Dream of the Red Chamber is indeed a very good book."
Song Yunxi asked, "President Mu, have you seen it too? Do you like it?"
"I haven't seen it, but my friend told me about it, and she said it was very interesting."
Song Yunxi frowned slightly as she glanced at him, probably understanding who the "friend" he was referring to was. She then smiled and nodded, and remained silent.
*
"Brother Mu Chen." Fu Meilin walked silently to the table where the two were sitting.
She first gave Song Yunxi a cold glance, then turned to Mu Chen and said, "Why didn't you call me when you came to eat? I didn't eat lunch either, I've been waiting for you."
At noon, Mu Chen was busy when Fu Meilin invited him to lunch. After he politely declined, she left his office.
So, he really didn't know she was waiting for him.
Mu Chen said, "You don't need to wait for me anymore."
"It's okay, I'm willing to wait for you."
Fu Meilin called over a waiter and ordered the same set meal as Mu Chen, then turned to stare at Song Yunxi.
Song Yunxi understood the meaning in Fu Meilin's eyes. She wanted her to give up her spot so as not to disturb their time together.
Sorry, she chose not to understand that look.
Besides, she clearly reserved these seats first, so why should she give them up? If anyone should leave, it should be them.
But Mu Chen showed no intention of leaving with Fu Meilin or offering her a seat.
The four-person dining table where Mu Chen and Song Yunxi were sitting was on the inner side near the floor-to-ceiling window, and on the outer side next to the aisle. At this moment, both of them were sitting on the outer side, meaning that Fu Meilin was standing next to her, and if no one offered her a seat, she would have nowhere to sit at all.
Fu Meilin's gaze towards Song Yunxi suddenly held a hint of anger. And in Song Yunxi's eyes, which met hers, a clear sense of provocation could be seen.
Fu Meilin already found Song Yunxi annoying. She disliked her foreign accent when speaking Chinese and the ever-present smile on her face. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was wearing a smiling mask.
Others might not be able to see it, but surely Fu Meilin could see Song Yunxi's green tea aura too? She'd seen at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, green tea bitches and white lotuses.
Moreover, Song Yunxi had only been at the Platinum Hotel for half a month, yet she had already become the hotel staff's unofficial goddess. Fu Meilin had worked at the Platinum Hotel for two years, and no one had ever given her such a title.
She considered herself more than a hundred times better than Song Yunxi. At least she came from a wealthy family; her father and Mu Chen's father were longtime friends; and she was a graduate of a prestigious American university, possessing both education and ability, as well as being beautiful enough.
Other men are blind, easily swayed by Song Yunxi's "Oppa." But now, Song Yunxi is actually trying to seduce her Mu Chen brother? Of course, she can't let this opportunity pass.
Fu Meilin walked around Mu Chen from behind, squeezed through the narrow aisle near the window, and sat down in the empty seat inside him.
But when she glared at Song Yunxi again, Song Yunxi stopped looking at her and started scooping soup with a spoon, looking like she was thoroughly enjoying the food.
Fu Meilin ignored her and turned to Mu Chen, asking, "Brother Mu Chen, did you bring me a gift from your business trip?"
Mu Chen didn't turn to look at her. Instead, while picking up food with his chopsticks, he replied calmly, "I'm too busy with official duties to buy a gift."
Fu Meilin blurted out, "But you bought a gift for Mu Xian."
When she went to have lunch with Mu Chen at noon, she clearly heard him call Mu Xian and say that he had brought a gift and would personally deliver it the next day.
But Fu Meilin regretted saying those words as soon as they left her mouth.
She had known Mu Chen and Mu Xian since she was a child, and she knew that Mu Xian's position in Mu Chen's heart was unmatched.
When she was young, she didn't understand and even thought about competing with Mu Xian for Mu Chen's favor. But over the years, she has long since realized that no matter how hard she tries, she will never be able to win against Mu Xian.
Mu Xian once said, "Mu Chen is the warmest and most loving sunny boy in the world."
Little did he know that he only doted on her, not that he was that kind to everyone.
Mu Chen was utterly indifferent to people and things he didn't care about. And it was the kind of indifference that was outwardly polite and smiling, but inwardly chilling to the bone. It was as if everyone in the world except Mu Xian was simply someone else.
Fu Meilin quickly explained, "I'm sorry, Brother Mu Chen, that's not what I meant. It's only right that you bring a gift for Mu Xian."
Mu Chen picked up the cup beside him and took a sip of water. Without looking at Fu Meilin, he said in a calm and indifferent tone, "In the company, you can call me by my name or my title."
"Okay, Mr. Mu." Fu Meilin replied softly and then fell silent.
But when she looked up at Song Yunxi across from her, she clearly saw the other woman's lips curl into a slight, undisguised smirk.
Fu Meilin's position at Platinum Hotel is Vice President, in charge of the Human Resources Department. When she returned from studying abroad, she turned down numerous job offers and, through her father's connections, landed a job at Platinum Hotel, all for Mu Chen, who had been her lifelong dream.
At the company, she always addressed Mu Chen as "President Mu." But today, seeing Song Yunxi having dinner with Mu Chen, she wanted to assert her dominance in front of Song Yunxi, so she addressed him as "Brother Mu Chen," just like she had done in their few private meetings.
Unexpectedly, she was the one who ended up being ridiculed.
Just then, the waiter brought over the food that Fu Meilin had ordered, which slightly eased the awkward atmosphere.
After that, it was quiet time to eat. Apart from the melodious piano music echoing in the restaurant, the table was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
In the end, Song Yunxi was the first to withdraw from this silent war. She gently put down her chopsticks and dabbed her lips with a napkin.
As expected, her slight movement immediately attracted the attention of the person opposite her, and Mu Chen looked up.
Song Yunxi smiled and stood up, bowing slightly to the two people sitting side by side opposite her. "Please enjoy your meal. I'll take my leave now." Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something. "If it's convenient for Mr. Mu, may I discuss my work with you?"
Mu Chen nodded. "Of course."
"Well... see you later." The voice was soft, with a rising tone at the end, as if singing.
Mu Chen kept watching Song Yunxi's departing figure. She was wearing high heels and walked with a graceful gait. When she passed the service counter at the restaurant entrance, she smiled and waved goodbye to the handsome waiter standing at the front desk.
Fu Meilin grew angrier the more she looked, but she couldn't vent her anger on Mu Chen. It wasn't that she was afraid, but she knew that even if she got angry, Mu Chen wouldn't pay attention to her, much less try to comfort her.
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