Zhou Yun looked up and met his eyes. "You know?"
"Know."
"Why didn't you say so earlier? I'm quite busy here. Thank you for the invitation, Mr. Song. I won't take up any more of your meal time."
As they were talking, the dishes were served. Zhou Yun got up and left the private room. Song Heng didn't move, but as Zhou Yun passed by, he hooked his fingertips around the hem of her clothes. "The dishes are all served, and they are all your favorites. Eat before you go."
Zhou Yun said, "President Song, I must see Shen Lin today; it's my job."
Song Heng sighed softly and loosened his grip. "It seems my face isn't even good enough to have a meal with you. I'll have to work harder in the future."
Zhou Yun: Is this a threat that she won't give him face?
However, Song Heng's smiling face did not reveal any malice. After thinking for a moment, Zhou Yun returned to the table, sat down, and buried her head in her food.
Song Heng didn't want to make enemies, and she couldn't afford to miss out on a meal, so she just ate it.
The whole process was completely silent, with only the soft clattering of dishes.
Song Heng propped his elbows on the table, his gaze fixed on her. Seeing her sullen expression, a smile curved his lips. "Miss Zhou, is the food to your liking?"
Zhou Yun elegantly wiped her mouth with a tissue. "Not bad."
After saying that, she continued eating with her head down, not looking at Song Heng the whole time. Mainly because the man's gaze was too intense, she was afraid it would burn her up.
Halfway through her meal, Zhou Yun heard noises coming from the next private room. She stopped what she was doing and listened carefully to the sounds coming from next door.
When all was quiet, Zhou Yun became anxious and Shen Lin left first. Taking advantage of the time to go to the restroom, she knocked on the door of Yunxi Pavilion.
The people inside agreed and let her in.
Shen Lin, with his obese body, sat in the main seat, his hands buried under the skirts of two beautiful women wearing hip-length cheongsams.
He was initially annoyed that his good time had been interrupted, but when he saw Zhou Yun's stunning face, his eyes lit up with desire.
Zhou Yun forced back her nausea and said, "President Shen, I'm Zhou Yun from YS. Do you have some time..."
“YS? President Zhou?” Shen Lin paused, a fake smile on his oily face, his eyes darting around as he looked her up and down. “After working together for so many years, I never expected the decisive and efficient President Zhou to be so beautiful.”
Zhou Yun maintained a smile, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Shen. I didn't expect you to be so humorous."
Shen Lin's lips curled up slightly, his fingers rubbing his lips incessantly. "I remember my assistant declined a meeting with your company. It's probably not a coincidence that I'm seeing President Zhou here."
Zhou Yun said, “President Shen, Yunda and we have been cooperating for many years. Every year, YS’s design products have exceeded Yunda’s expectations. If we change our partner now, Yunda will not only exceed its budget, but also have to readjust with the new partner.”
Shen Lin's eyes gleamed. "President Zhou, you went to all this trouble to come see me just to talk about this? You know that YS's product design doesn't meet my requirements, so this cooperation won't continue."
"Mr. Shen, you may not know this, but YS and Yunda have been cooperating for nearly ten years, and over the years, the two companies have developed a tacit understanding. Moreover, our company is constantly optimizing the design every year. Why don't you take a look at this proposal first before making a decision?"
After speaking, Zhou Yun took out a stack of proposals from her bag and handed them to Shen Lin.
Shen Lin tapped his fingers lightly on the table, glanced at the proposal on the table, and smiled sarcastically. "President Zhou, some things are better left unsaid to save face for both of us. Yunda only partnered with YS because of Ji Chu. Now that you've been dumped by Ji Chu, there's no need to continue this cooperation."
After saying that, he threw the proposal in front of Zhou Yun.
Zhou Yun forced herself to take a deep breath and bent down to pick up the documents from the ground.
While it's true that Ji Chu facilitated the Zhou family's rapid rise in just a few years, YS was a company she founded independently after leaving the Zhou family, and she genuinely didn't know Ji Chu's role in it.
"Mr. Zhou, please forgive my harsh words, but in the past, we gave you some face because you are a daughter of the Zhou family and that young man from the Ji family valued you. Now that you have severed ties with the Zhou family and Ji Chu looks down on you, we really don't need to give you that face anymore."
Without Ji Chu's help, they wouldn't gain anything from cooperating with YS, so they might as well choose a more powerful design company.
Zhou Yun tightened her grip on the document, her attitude resolute. "President Shen, YS's achievements in recent years are evident to all in Kyoto and Shinto. Our company's collaborations are not limited to small companies; YS has participated in the advertising design for the four major families. If you give up on cooperating with our company now, that is your loss. We will simply find new partners."
The woman, who looked like a flowerpot, surprised Shen Lin with her tough attitude.
Shen Lin tapped his fingers on the table and pushed away the woman leaning against him. "Cooperation is fine too."
A glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, raised his chin, and pointed to the liquor on the table. "Drink this, and I'll give you a chance."
Zhou Yun glanced at the bottle filled with baijiu, it was full.
This means she has to crawl out of the door. She doesn't have a high alcohol tolerance, especially since she hasn't touched strong liquor since her surgery.
But she had to secure this partnership.
Zhou Yun took a deep breath, picked up the wine glass on the table, and tilted her head back to drink.
Just then, I felt a warm touch on my lower back, and then my hand holding the wine glass was grasped by a hand with distinct knuckles.
Zhou Yun subconsciously looked up and suddenly met the man's deep eyes. Song Heng lowered his eyes and stared at her, a captivating smile playing on his lips.
Perhaps it was because Song Heng was too close to her, the faint smell of tobacco on him constantly assaulting her senses.
"Baby, what kind of wine must be drunk now?" Song Heng's low, husky laughter echoed in Zhou Yun's ears, making her head spin a little.
Song Heng leaned forward and whispered in her ear. From certain angles, this action almost looked like he was embracing Zhou Yun, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.
Zhou Yun's hand was so hot from the heat of his palm that she could barely hold the wine glass, so Song Heng took it from her.
Straightening up, Song Heng walked to her side and stood there with an indifferent expression.
Shen Lin's eyes darted back and forth between the two of them. After recognizing Song Heng's mixed-race appearance, he said with displeasure, "Who are you, kid? This isn't a place just anyone can come in."
Song Heng is not Chinese. Although he frequently interacts with people in Lu Jingyan's circle, Shen Lin cannot squeeze into Lu Jingyan's circle, so it is normal that she does not know Song Heng.
Song Heng laughed, "President Shen, you need to think carefully about what kind of alcohol you can drink and what kind you can't. Otherwise, you might offend someone if you drink too much."
Shen Lin's eyes deepened. "President Zhou, are you here to discuss cooperation, or to sabotage my event?"
Zhou Yun pressed down on his wrist and shook her head at him.
Then, meeting Shen Lin's gaze, she said, "My friend was drunk, this has nothing to do with him."
When Song Heng entered, Shen Lin was so frightened by the powerful aura of the superior that he almost lost his footing, thinking that some big shot had arrived.
But seeing the subtle interactions between Zhou Yun and him, Shen Lin realized that this guy was just a gigolo.
Shen Lin, his greasy face flushed red, leered at Zhou Yun. "President Zhou, you're already so eager to find someone new right after the breakup? He's just a pretty boy. Ji Chu couldn't satisfy you, so you specifically sought out someone of Western descent. Are you that thirsty?"
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