Chapter 911 Is that so? Are you comfortable?
"Oh, I see. So your performance was alright just now because you couldn't see their faces?" Lu Yuanqiu's tone was like talking to a child.
"It's because...you're here."
The sound coming from that notebook is so sweet it melts your heart.
Lu Yuanqiu sat at the table, watching the girl on the other end of the video call sobbing with her shoulders hunched. At that moment, he suddenly felt a strong sense of being needed from her.
He couldn't help but recall what he had said to Wei Zhiyu that day. Bai Qingxia had gone from being aloof and unapproachable to being completely dependent on him, like a child who would cry and run to him when she was wronged.
These actions were proof that he had protected her very well, and while Lu Yuanqiu felt heartache, he was also somewhat gratified.
Of course, she still has a stubborn streak in her bones, thinking that she can solve the problem on her own. If you don't expose her, she will even continue to pretend to be nonchalant. This is the essence of her personality, but it is precisely what makes Lu Yuanqiu feel the most sorry for her.
Lu Yuanqiu placed his hand on the car keys in his pocket, clenched his fist, hesitated for a moment, and then loosened his grip. He raised his arm and smiled as he extended his hand toward the camera.
"Then pat your head, pat your head, pat your head three times and you're not allowed to cry, okay?"
"Three! Two! One! Stop!"
Bai Qingxia stopped, but couldn't help sniffing, and her nose started running. She felt ashamed and quickly pulled out a tissue to cover it.
Lu Yuanqiu laughed out loud.
Bai Qingxia's muffled voice came from inside the tissue: "Don't laugh."
She can't rely on reflected light forever to shine; she has to learn to shine on her own.
"How about this, next time you imagine them all as my face," Lu Yuanqiu suggested.
Bai Qingxia shook her head: "I can't imagine it."
"Don't you think they're so ugly that they don't deserve to use my handsome face? Well, you're right." Lu Yuanqiu said narcissistically with a serious expression, "Then do this: imagine them as my most despicable self, the self you hate the most."
What should I do if I've never disliked someone...? The girl wondered to herself.
She joked, "Then I'll punch every single one of them in the face during the meeting."
Lu Yuanqiu's expression turned smug again: "Oh, that's the best. This is the scene I love to see the most. You beat me every day, but I want to see you beat up everyone else except me."
Bai Qingxia punched the camera again.
As Bai Qingxia walked out of the meeting room with her laptop in her arms, she felt the best she had been in days. She let out a soft breath and prepared to head to the tea room to find her father.
As soon as she arrived at the elevator, a burly figure in a black suit, who seemed to have been waiting at the corner of the corridor, walked towards her.
"Was it him who talked about you at the meeting?"
Xiao Li Feibiao took out his phone and handed it to Bai Qingxia. A video on the phone screen was paused, and Xiao Li Feibiao reached out and tapped to play it.
"He still wants his daughter to inherit his company. After I gave her a piece of my mind, the little girl had tears welling up in her eyes and didn't dare to say a word. In my opinion, the company will be ruined in her hands sooner or later. Does she really think managing a company is as simple as playing house with children?"
The video showed an old man chatting and joking with others in a room. Bai Qingxia watched it silently. Then the elevator in front of her made a "ding" sound and the door opened.
Xiao Li put his phone away. The person standing in the elevator was the old man from the video. He saw Bai Qingxia, glanced at the notebook in her arms, and smiled: "What a coincidence. Have you finished revising it? The uncles and elders will give you another chance at the meeting the day after tomorrow. Don't make any more mistakes."
Seeing that Bai Qingxia stood there without saying anything or looking at him, the old man didn't say anything more, turned his head and smiled, and walked in one direction.
Just as the elevator doors were about to close, Xiao Li Feidiao pressed the button and went inside, with Bai Qingxia following behind. She pressed the button for her floor.
The elevator was quiet. Xiao Li didn't say anything. In fact, from the first time he met Bai Qingxia, he could see a kind of unwavering determination in the eyes of the person he was protecting, just like the look in her eyes now as she stood in the elevator.
This is a girl who is gentle on the outside but strong on the inside. Those who try to bully her must not know what kind of environment she grew up in. Without a strong will, how could she grow into a beautiful flower in the mud?
"Aren't you going to see President Bai?" Only then did Xiao Li Feidiao realize that the floor Bai Qingxia pressed wasn't for Bai Songzhe.
The girl said calmly, "Go find the purchasing director."
Little Li, darts, stared straight ahead, nodded silently, and smiled.
Those words were spoken with great force; it seems all those repetitive "Please come in" greetings weren't for nothing.
...
Lu Yuanqiu walked to the French windows and dialed Zheng Yifeng's number.
"What are you doing?!"
After the call connected, Lu Yuanqiu's thunderous voice made Zheng Yifeng instinctively move his ears away from the phone.
Zheng Yifeng frowned and replied, "I'm sweeping the floor. What's up?"
Lu Yuanqiu: "I just finished having dinner with Teacher Su. We talked a lot. Are you interested in what we talked about?"
Zheng Yifeng's tone was flat: "Not interested. I'm hanging up now."
"Who are you giving a sour look to? It's your dad who's picking on you, not me. I'm just a cute and harmless messenger."
"..."
"We've talked a lot about you, aren't you interested in that?"
"...A lot of people criticize me, but what's so nice about that?"
"Fine, don't listen then." Lu Yuanqiu hung up the phone.
He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, held his phone up in front of him, and mentally counted down three with a smile on his face.
Three, two, one.
Sure enough, the phone rang.
Lu Yuanqiu expressionlessly held the phone to his ear: "Moshi Moshi?"
Zheng Yifeng: "What did she say?"
Lu Yuanqiu: "Didn't you say you weren't interested?"
Zheng Yifeng: "..."
It took Lu Yuanqiu five minutes to tell Zheng Yifeng what Su Miaomiao was thinking.
There was a long silence on the other end.
Lu Yuanqiu: "We're getting engaged soon, so don't be stubborn. I hope that on our engagement day, the happiness of the four of us will radiate from the inside out. How can our smiles in front of the camera be fake?"
Zheng Yifeng: "What's there to be happy about? Bai Qingxia might not be as comfortable at the company as I am these days."
Lu Yuanqiu: "Really? Are you feeling comfortable?"
...
The day after tomorrow.
Lu Yuanqiu, with his hands in his pockets, watched Zheng Yifeng driving a cleaning truck downstairs at the company. The bizarre scene made him unable to resist taking out his phone and snapping a picture.
Yes, he appeared right there at Daohe Company in Lucheng, without saying goodbye to anyone before driving there.
"Ah, this feels so good, Mr. Zheng."
A voice came from the side, and Zheng Yifeng was startled, immediately stopping the cleaning truck.
Lu Yuanqiu looked him up and down in disbelief, and asked curiously, "Is this the job your dad arranged for you at the company? Then I can more understand why you were so rude to Teacher Su. You had nowhere to vent your anger."
(End of this chapter)
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