Chapter 15 If you don't have it, why don't you look for me?
After the car had driven a short distance, Lin Zaoyi casually asked Tan You, "Are you going to the party tomorrow?"
"I probably shouldn't go."
She said "oh," and, trying to make conversation, asked, "Is it very far?"
"Not far, right in our own hotel, Jingyao."
Tan You guessed she didn't know, "Jingyao is under the Tan family's umbrella."
Upon hearing this, Lin Zaoyi silently swallowed back the words she was about to say, "If you're not going, give me the invitation."
It went more smoothly than expected.
She subtly concealed the smile on her lips and went to send a message with her mother.
I'll be working overtime and getting home late.
There were still a few colleagues at the newspaper office at this hour, including her mentor.
"Sister Qiao, you haven't left yet?"
"I'm rushing to meet a deadline."
Xu Qiao spun around in her chair and asked, "Why are you back?"
Lin Zaoyi really liked her mentor, who took good care of her both professionally and personally.
"Get the computer."
An interview may not be guaranteed, so the article needs to be prepared in advance.
Someone came over, and she glanced at them; it was the editor-in-chief.
He smiled kindly and said, "Go back and rest early."
As he spoke, he took out a few chocolates from his briefcase. "Here, have some sugar."
You should naturally accept anything given by your superiors.
Lin Zaoyi stretched out her hand, and what fell into her palm was not just two stones, but also the other person's touch, as if on purpose, or as if testing her reaction, touching the back of her hand in a way that was neither touching nor not touching.
Goosebumps immediately rose all over my body.
Are you overthinking it?
She suppressed her discomfort and said, "Thank you, Editor-in-Chief Yu."
Editor-in-Chief Yu pushed up his glasses perched on his nose. "What should we say? Should we send it?"
Xu Qiao immediately chimed in, "Zao Yi is going the same way as me."
"Alright then."
As the figure walked away, Xu Qiao subtly reminded him, "In the future, when reporting to the editor-in-chief, call your colleagues."
Lin Zaoyi understood. "Thank you, Sister Qiao."
I couldn't wait to go downstairs, so I went straight to the bathroom, threw away the chocolate in my hand, and washed my hands three times before I stopped.
After leaving the parking lot, Lin Zaoyi pulled over and turned off the car. She had been hungry all night, and the intense exercise had made her stomach feel like it wasn't her own anymore.
Perhaps she was too short of carbon dioxide, or perhaps the person who was on the phone as she walked out of the convenience store didn't notice her.
One came in, and one went out.
And just like that, we bumped into each other.
She stumbled and took several steps back. Just as she thought she was about to have a close encounter with the ground, the man grabbed her in time.
"Sorry." The other person politely let go after she regained her balance, then bent down to pick up the cigarette pack that had fallen to the ground while helping her.
"It's nothing, it's nothing, it's my fault..."
Notice…
The words she was about to say suddenly stopped in her tracks. It wasn't that she had run into someone she knew, but rather that the person who had bumped into her was none other than Ji Boshen, the boss of the Ji Group.
My colleague told me that they had asked him for an interview three months ago, but he hadn't given them a reply yet.
Once Ji Baishen was sure the girl in front of him was alright, he returned to the phone and walked towards his car parked at the intersection, saying, "Make sure you're free tomorrow night."
Once in the car, I casually glanced out the window and saw the girl who had been hit taking out a sandwich.
Just then, a ray of light swept by, revealing a silhouette that seemed otherworldly.
...
Lin Zaoyi arrived at Xiyuan around 10 a.m., and as if on purpose, a very spacious area of the parking lot was left empty.
The driver must have deliberately made room for her because he thought she was a bad driver.
Turn off the engine and get out of the car.
As she approached the pavilion, she paused, and in the mingled light, she caught a glimpse of Tan Zhaojing standing there.
He had changed out of his sportswear and was now wearing a regular shirt and trousers. He had probably just taken a shower, and his hair was disheveled.
At that moment, he was holding the phone, occasionally grunting in response.
Should I offer a polite greeting?
Or pretend you don't see it?
After half a second of thought, I chose the latter.
Keep your eyes straight ahead and walk forward.
Just as he was about to brush past me, his voice drifted into my ear, "Got it?"
?
It felt like I was talking to her, but then again, it didn't feel like I was.
She didn't stop walking until the person called her by her full name.
"Lin Zaoyi".
Pretending not to see is acceptable, but pretending not to hear is unacceptable.
She still has some acting skills. "Brother Zhaojing, you're still up so late?"
Tan Zhaojing put away his phone, his gaze slowly sweeping over her face. "Did Tan You give it to you?"
Lin Zaoyi was puzzled. "What?"
He said, "A banquet invitation."
She was surprised, her pupils widening slightly. "How did you know?"
"Hard to guess?"
Tan Zhaojing didn't keep them in suspense, saying, "I think it's not just CBN that wants an exclusive interview with Mr. Solo."
That's true.
She was slow to react; she simply didn't understand the meaning behind his question. "Um... and then?"
Tan Zhaojing's eyes darkened slightly. "You got the invitation?"
No, of course not.
Lin Zaoyi shook her head.
He asked, "If you didn't have it, why didn't you contact me?"
She became more and more confused. Was this a signal to get her a card?
Why don't you believe it?
Two hours ago, his cold words were still echoing in my mind.
She might have just asked politely, but she couldn't take it as a blessing.
She flashed a flawless smile, "I won't trouble you, Brother Zhaojing."
"Lin Zaoyi".
The man's voice suddenly hardened, "Can you stop with the empty formalities and fake politeness?"
She was being genuinely polite, saying, "Brother Zhaojing, you're busy."
Tan Zhaojing: "..."
***
The following Friday.
After finishing her manuscript, Lin Zaoyi took her cup and went to the break room.
There were a few people chatting inside; their voices sounded familiar—they were interns from the same cohort as her.
"Hey, did you guys get the invitations?"
"What should we do? I've asked around, and everyone arriving tonight is a big shot in the business world. You need to have some kind of identity to get in."
“I do have one, but Lin Zaoyi won’t agree,” Zhao Qingqing said.
Since she was mentioned, Lin Zaoyi disregarded her sense of morality and leaned against the wall to listen.
"Does Lin Zaoyi have connections?" someone asked.
Zhao Qingqing nodded. "Sun Yao is pursuing her. His father is a high-ranking official. Getting a few invitations is a piece of cake for him."
Her tone turned sharp, "But she's too arrogant. She was rejected, and I don't know what she's so dramatic about!"
Just then, a colleague came over and said, "Hey, Zaoyi, why aren't you going in?"
The people on the other side of the wall immediately shut their mouths.
Most people would turn around and walk away in this situation, but Lin Zaoyi did something different. She walked into everyone's sight without any attempt to hide herself, and even smiled and told them to continue.
The group: "..."
Zhao Qingqing was the most embarrassed. "Zaoyi, I...I didn't mean that."
Lin Zaoyi poured herself a glass of water, took a small sip, and asked, "So what do you mean?"
Zhao Qingqing seemed unable to find an excuse for herself, and stammered for a long time without being able to utter a complete sentence.
Lin Zaoyi didn't let it go. "Is it me being pretentious to reject other guys while having a boyfriend? Or is it that your values are flawed?"
After saying that, he glanced at her, took the cup, and left.
Less than two minutes after I returned to my workstation, Zhao Qingqing came over, her earlier embarrassment gone, replaced by a mocking expression.
"Lin Zaoyi, you're just too arrogant. Let's see how long you can keep up this arrogance!"
Lin Zaoyi's eyebrows and eyes didn't move at all. "I thought you would be embarrassed and would at least apologize to me, but it turns out you're a bit...interesting."
There was no time for banter, so I picked up my bag and walked past the man.
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