Chapter 118 Can’t We Even Be Friends?
next day
Amy knocked on the door and invited Chen Zan to go downstairs to the hotel restaurant for breakfast, and then take the shuttle bus to the park.
It was all covered in snow outside. It snowed heavily last night.
Chen Zan didn't sleep well last night because of Zhou Jingyu's influence, and he yawned as soon as he went out.
Amy said with a smile, "Cynthia, you might need a cup of coffee."
Chen Zan nodded, "I think so too."
As soon as I got off the elevator, I saw Bai Qi carrying an insulated box.
Five years ago, Chen Zan had only met Bai Qi a few times and was not as familiar to him as she was to Secretary Zhang. If Bai Qi had not been standing in front of her in a suit and tie, she might not have recognized him.
Bai Qi: "Good morning, Miss Chen."
Chen Zhan looked at the young man in front of him and asked uncertainly, "Bai Qi?"
"It's me, Miss Chen. Mr. Zhou went to the nearby area with Secretary Xia this morning to oversee ecological protection and planning work. He didn't have time to come have breakfast with you, so I asked the servants to make wontons and ginger tea to warm your stomach and refresh you."
Chen Zan took the thermal box in a daze. So did Zhou Jingyu call Zhang Qing back and send Bai Qi over to run errands?
Amy looked at Bai Qi, then at Chen Zhan, "Cynthia, is this person also your friend?"
Chen Zhan explained helplessly, "He is the same as the one from yesterday, both of them are Mr. Zhou's secretary."
Amy showed a look of understanding. "It seems that your new suitor is very persistent."
Chen Zhan said to Bai Qi, "Thank you for your hard work, Secretary Bai."
Bai Qi nodded slightly. He spoke less than Zhang Qing and accidentally made the conversation awkward.
The cell phone rang. It was Zhou Jingyu calling. She glanced at the thermos box in her hand and walked aside before answering the call.
"I asked Bai Qi to go over. Your stomach is not feeling well, so remember to eat breakfast and don't drink coffee. Don't take your body lightly, okay?"
Zhou Jingyu's nagging was comparable to that of Ms. Chen Jiaohua, but the gentle and slow voice coming from the other end of the phone went into his ears, making him feel a little itchy.
Chen Zan suspected that he was trying to seduce him early in the morning.
She disagreed and said, "Zhou Jingyu, I will have breakfast with my colleagues at the hotel. It would be too much trouble for you to ask Bai Qi to bring it over."
She is not someone who likes to cause trouble to others.
"Let Bai Qi come back soon." Zhou Jingyu was easy to talk to today. If you listened carefully, you could hear the sound of document pages turning over from his side.
Chen Zhan's heart moved slightly, and he asked, "Are you busy?"
Zhou Jingyu: "Well, I'm going to be busy today and won't have much time to message you, so I'm telling you in advance."
Chen Zhan scratched his neck, the spot where he had rubbed it last night. "Actually, you don't have to report to me. I don't really want to know what you're doing."
Zhou Jingyu chuckled, said nothing, and seemed to have said something.
Chen Zan's cheeks felt slightly hot, and he quickly said "hang up".
…
Chen Zhan said that he didn't want Zhou Jingyu to trouble others, but when Amy ordered coffee and asked her if she wanted to have a cup together, she shook her head and said forget it.
Zhou Jingyu suspected that the cook in her family was hired from a restaurant at a high salary. She cooked delicious meals and brewed delicious black tea.
Amy asked, "So, Cynthia, when can we meet Mr. Zhou?"
When it was almost time to get off work in the evening, Jiang Yunqin came to Chen Zan to discuss the work for the next two days. It would start on Saturday, and all the arrangements for the exhibition had to be completed by tomorrow night at the latest.
So because of this delay, Amy and Ian had already returned to the hotel.
Jiang Yunqin said embarrassedly: "I had two meetings during the day and wasted your time. I will treat you to dinner tonight."
Chen Zan said no, it’s not a big deal.
Jiang Yunqin: "My boyfriend and Han Zhou are coming to see the exhibition this weekend. Do you want to keep Han Zhou's ticket for him alone, or should I have someone bring it to him?"
This jointly held art exchange exhibition can be said to be the largest exhibition this year. There are many authentic works collected from various countries, and there are also famous works of contemporary painters auctioned on the spot.
During the promotional period alone, the exhibition has attracted many cultural and art enthusiasts. The pre-sale tickets were sold out as soon as they were opened for sale. With the real-name ticket system, it is now difficult to get a ticket.
Chen Zhan thought about it and said, "I'll give it to him."
After all, it was something she had agreed on with Jin Hanzhou. Asking someone else to hand over the tickets would seem like she was not sincere in her gratitude.
Jiang Yunqin smiled and said, "Well, then I won't bother with your affairs, young people."
Chen Zan packed up and prepared to go home from get off work.
"You're going to take a taxi outside, right?" Jiang Yunqin asked, "It just so happens that my license plate is restricted today, so I'll take a taxi too."
The two of them walked out of the park together.
As Chen Zan came out, car lights came on on the roadside. The black Bentley was parked on the side of the road. A man was smoking in the driver's seat, his wrist casually resting on the car window, a cigarette pinched between his slender bony fingers, and a wisp of bluish-white smoke rose.
Jiang Yunqin asked curiously, "Team Leader Chen, is this your friend coming to pick you up?"
Chen Zan frowned. Didn’t she say that there was no need to ask Secretary Zhang to come over?
He told Jiang Yunqin to wait a moment, then went over and knocked on the passenger window.
"Secretary Zhang..."
The car window slowly rolled down, and the second half of Chen Zhan's words got stuck in his throat. Zhou Jingyu asked in a dull voice, "Does this mean I'm Zhang Qing?"
A little unhappy.
Chen Zan didn't expect that Zhou Jingyu would come to pick her up in person. He didn't wear a watch today, so he misjudged her.
She asked, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"
Zhou Jingyu put out his cigarette and said nonchalantly, "It wasn't long before I saw your colleague leave first."
As soon as Chen Zan heard it, he knew that he must have arrived here before 5:30, and he had been waiting for at least half an hour.
Zhou Jingyu's eyes curved as he stated his purpose directly: "I'd like to treat Miss Chen to a meal. Would she be willing to honor me?"
As if he was afraid that she would lose face if she refused, he added, "In the name of friends."
friend?
Chen Zan was confused. What was he going to do?
Although Zhou Jingyu's expression remained normal, he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, revealing his inner uncertainty.
"Can't we even be friends?"
Chen Zhan: “…”
I was speechless. Whose friend was it? He knocked on my door in the middle of the night and asked for a hug.
Just as Chen Zan was about to say that there were other colleagues around, Jiang Yunqin came over.
"Team Leader Chen, who is this? Why are you chatting through the window..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw Zhou Jingyu in the car. The moment she saw that picture, Jiang Yunqin was shocked and stunned.
Although there are officials everywhere in the capital, there is only one person like Zhou Jingyu who has real power and family background and has reached this level at such a young age. It is absolutely unprecedented and he paid for it with his life.
Anyone from the capital who has heard of those children from wealthy families must have heard of the name Zhou Jingyu. After all, in his family, whether it is his grandfather, his father or his eldest brother, they are all well-known figures.
As for his face, it is not unfamiliar, having appeared on news channels and in interviews.
There was also the financial summit two days ago, where Zhou Jingyu's attendance occupied most of the coverage. After all, he was specifically in charge of this area, and no matter how many group CEOs begged and pleaded to get in touch with him, they had no luck.
So Jiang Yunqin shouted in disbelief: "Mr. Zhou...Mr. Zhou?"
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