Chapter 56 A slightly immature chest muscle is fine.
Liang Huaixu hadn't bought roasted sweet potatoes for many years and didn't know where to buy them, so he drove to the vicinity of Jiangda University to try his luck.
There's a night market street near Jiangda University with various vendors setting up stalls. He wandered around for a while and finally found it at a corner.
While we were waiting, two boys came over and said, "Boss, one roasted sweet potato."
Seeing that there were two young men, the boss asked again to confirm, "Just one?"
“Yes.” The boy’s friend next to him chuckled. “He brought it for his girlfriend. We don’t like to eat this.”
Boss: "Okay, please wait a moment while we finish this customer's order first, then we'll prepare yours."
"Okay, we're not in a hurry."
The boy was eating two large meat skewers while chatting with his friend, "First it was the first milk tea of autumn, now it's the first roasted sweet potato of winter, it's all a classic capitalist trap..."
"Come on, you at least have a girlfriend. So what if it's a capital trap? It's not a loss to spend money to make your girlfriend happy, and it's only a small amount of money."
"That's true." The boy felt a sweet warmth in his heart as he thought about how he had recently found a girlfriend. He glanced at the man next to him and casually asked, "Are you here to buy roasted sweet potatoes for your girlfriend too?"
Before his older brother could answer, he suddenly stammered, "Teacher Liang... Teacher Liang."
Liang Huaixu didn't teach many students, but he could almost always remember those he met. After recognizing them as his students, he nodded warmly.
The boy who had been chattering away suddenly fell silent, even neglecting the meat skewers in his hand. He stared blankly at the oven where the sweet potatoes were roasting, until Teacher Liang took the roasted sweet potatoes and left.
A friend asked him, "Are you a professor at your architecture school?"
"Oh right... Teacher Liang, you didn't know?"
My friend was speechless: "I'm from the Computer Science Department, it's normal that I don't know him."
"Your internet speed is terrible. Teacher Liang is a celebrity on our school forum. Although posts about him are eventually deleted, new posts still pop up from time to time, stubbornly holding out for a few days before being deleted."
My friend seemed to realize something. "Now that you mention it, I think I remember. I just didn't recognize him. I just didn't expect him to be buying roasted sweet potatoes here... But why were you so hesitant?"
The boy denied it, asking, "How did I chicken out?"
"I know you too well," his friend laughed. "You'll just get married when you're nervous."
"..."
When his friend found out, the guy figured they were all buddies and there was no point in hiding it. He sighed and said, "It's a long story, it all started when I was still single..."
He recounted everything he had seen and heard at the mall that day, saying, "When I turned around and saw Teacher Liang with that woman, I turned pale with fright."
A friend asked curiously, "Are they a couple?"
“It seems that Teacher Liang is divorced, and I haven’t heard any news about her remarrying. She’s probably still just his girlfriend,” the boy said after thinking for a moment. “But she could also be his ex-wife. Back then, that woman said her son was a year older than me, and I thought it was just an excuse to give her the ‘friend zone’ treatment, but now that I think about it, it’s probably true.”
"So, it's very likely that Professor Liang's roasted sweet potatoes were bought for that lady you mentioned." At this point, my friend chuckled gleefully. "Just asking, how did it feel to almost strike up a conversation with Professor Liang's wife?"
"……roll!"
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Upon receiving Liang Huaixu's message, Zhuang Fuyao came downstairs in her pajamas.
She pretended to take a bag of trash out, and after throwing it away, she glanced back at the direction of Ms. Ji's room to make sure it was safe, then quickly threw away the trash and got into Liang Huaixu's car.
With the car heater on, she ate a steaming hot roasted sweet potato and squinted her eyes happily, saying, "It tastes exactly the same as the ones I bought back in college."
Liang Huaixu took a tissue and wiped her mouth for her. "Are you feeling better?"
Zhuang Fuyao nodded, "I feel better."
Liang Huaixu: "So how can I feel better?"
These weren't exactly sweet nothings, but they made Zhuang Fuyao's heart race slightly, inexplicably touching her.
She thought about it carefully and then said, "You'll be my model?"
"Is that all? Is there anything else?" Liang Huaixu thought it was easy for her to be his model, but he would prefer her to make some demands of him, such as buying him a house, a car, or a bag, or checking his phone.
These are all requests that his fellow golfers mentioned his wife frequently made.
Zhuang Fuyao's bright eyes held a hint of expectation. "Can I say anything?"
Liang Huaixu nodded, "Anything is fine."
"Then add one more, to meet the dress code requirements when I'm modeling for you."
I didn't expect her to ask for this.
When he heard her say that, Liang Huaixu had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but since he had already agreed, he would not go back on his word.
"Sure, as long as it's not completely nude."
Zhuang Fuyao paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, "Don't worry, Professor Liang, I promise I won't."
Being completely naked isn't as interesting as being dressed.
After finishing the roasted sweet potato, he asked, "Is there anything else you want to eat? Let's drive over."
"I want to eat Gillardeau, I didn't want to eat it just now, but now I want to eat it again."
Just as Liang Huaixu was about to call the kitchen to prepare something and send it over, he heard her say, "But I can't eat it, I have to lose weight."
"Why are you trying to lose weight? Have you gained weight? I don't think so."
Zhuang Fuyao didn't know if he was just trying to comfort her.
If he's just trying to coax her, it's rather strange that Liang Huaixu is now capable of using sweet words.
If it wasn't to coax...
She sat on him with a hint of displeasure, wrapped her arms around his neck, and breathed into his ear, "We just ate recently, didn't you notice?"
Liang Huaixu was stunned for a moment, and didn't react at first. When he did, the tips of his ears turned red.
She was actually quite curious, wondering if the capillaries in his ears were particularly thin, so that his ears turned red so easily.
Little did she know that someone of Liang Huaixu's status and position could not be stirred by any grand occasion, and even in front of those retired senior leaders, he remained calm and composed, never showing his emotions.
Only with Zhuang Fuyao, when one removes their mask, has no defenses, and entrusts the purest and truest part of their heart to her, can one be so easily moved by her emotions.
He was embarrassed to answer the question, but the sensation he felt on his chest at that moment was indeed as she had described.
Liang Huaixu: "Being fat or thin doesn't matter, as long as you're healthy."
Liang Huaixu didn't care about her weight, but Zhuang Fuyao couldn't help but care; she had her own aesthetic standards.
Some people are better suited to being a little chubby, while others are better suited to being a little thin. She felt that she was the type who looked better when she was thinner.
"No way, I said I'm going to lose weight and I mean it." Zhuang Fuyao narrowed her eyes. "You're working out like crazy at the gym, and on the other hand, you keep feeding me and encouraging me to be a little chubby. Are you trying to secretly seduce me?"
"..."
Liang Huaixu shrugged, revealing an innocent smile.
Zhuang Fuyao pinched his chest; it wasn't exaggerated, but it was elastic, and it would be very firm after exercise.
Liang Huaixu's physique is much better now than when she first transmigrated and saw him.
It's no exaggeration to say that if someone with that figure were to become an online porn star, she would definitely have a huge market.
Moreover, she had tasted it herself and knew that unlike many empty shells, Liang Huaixu's figure was not at all mushy.
Just looking at them makes my heart flutter.
He had changed his clothes and must have just taken a shower. The woody, smoky scent on his body had faded considerably, leaving only the refreshing fragrance of shower gel and a hint of his own scent, like dried straw or tender tea leaves picked before the Qingming Festival. I wanted to bury myself in it and savor the aroma.
I did it as soon as I thought of it.
She sat on his lap, burying her face in his chest for a while. If Liang Huaixu hadn't stopped her, she would have wanted to lift up his clothes and take a bite.
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After this period of public opinion control, all online discussions about the pairing of Qingfeng Pavilion owner and Zhao Zilin have disappeared.
Meanwhile, a post quietly climbed to the top of the trending searches.
Did everyone notice the man in the suit at Qingfeng Pavilion? Don't you think he and the boss look so good together? And their accessories, are they matching?! Is it what I'm thinking?
That's right, this poorly worded post came from the media marketing team in Changting's marketing department.
Their feelings about this marketing campaign were quite complicated. On the one hand, there was the incongruity of using their expertise for this kind of gossip hype, and on the other hand, the object of their hype was their big boss.
In the morning, Assistant Zhou called them over for a small meeting, explained the matter, and strictly demanded that it be kept secret and that no one be allowed to tell anyone.
They worked diligently with mixed feelings, but the results were not as good as expected, and netizens were largely unconvinced.
[I'm holding onto this one, but I don't get the appeal. In fact, I find the suits look rather out of place among everyone else in period costumes.]
[A brooch and necklace? They don't seem like matching couple items. A quick search on Taobao shows many similar ones.]
[Forget it, I'll just go rewatch that video of Zhao Zilin and the beautiful boss. I also recently discovered that an artist I've been following for a long time drew fan art for them, hehehe.]
In his top-floor office, Liang Huaixu looked at the comments with a furrowed brow.
Why is it okay to befriend Zhao Zilin, but difficult to get along with him once he arrives?
Just as he was fretting, he saw a comment in this thread: "Ahhhhh, they're so good together!!! The tension between them is so strong."
Clicking on this person's profile, they don't seem like a paid shill.
Liang Huaixu raised the corners of his lips, thinking that this person had a good eye.
Just as I was thinking that, I scrolled to his other posts: "[They're so good together I almost believe they're actually dating. Before, when Zhao Zilin was rumored to be dating a female internet celebrity, he was always the first to deny it. But this time, there's been absolutely no word from him. It's hard not to think… hehe.]"
Therefore, it is clear that the previous post was on the wrong topic.
When Zhou Ting came in to report to General Manager Liang, she noticed that Liang seemed to be in a bad mood today. His tone was also very cold, and he simply said three words, "I know."
He kept his eyes down and his mind at ease. He had originally planned to apply for annual leave during this period, but he didn't dare to ask for it now.
After leaving, he was still pondering what he had done to upset President Liang. Just then, the head of the media marketing team called him, and after listening to the call, Zhou Ting instantly understood.
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As the assistant to the general manager, Zhou Ting had her own private office. She called the team leader over and criticized him, "If you don't know how to do this kind of scandal marketing, go learn from an entertainment company. Do I need to teach you these things?"
Putting yourself in his shoes, Mr. Liang must be feeling incredibly frustrated. Not only has his lover lost so many years of memories, but his on-screen couple with someone else is also being shipped so enthusiastically by netizens.
The person in charge was sweating profusely after being reprimanded, and upon returning home, he immediately sought advice from a friend who worked in an entertainment company.
After listening, I realized there were many intricacies involved.
It's really something that most people can't do.
He simply outsourced this important task, hiring a team from his friend's company to handle it for them.
Hard work pays off, and the results were remarkable. This time, the main battleground was not on Weibo, but on Douyin.
With proper video editing and various emotional background music tracks, it really creates a powerful effect.
The success of this marketing campaign, besides the professional team's operation, was largely due to netizens noticing that the white-clad swordsman appeared to be the man in the suit.
Suits and period costumes don't always go well together, but this cool, aloof white-clad swordsman paired with a lively, ethereal young woman in blue is a perfect match.
A netizen created a story: [She was the legitimate daughter of a noble family, sent to a cultivation sect to become an apprentice from a young age. While everyone else was cultivating, the junior sister followed behind her ethereal senior brother, slacking off, playing with birds, and causing trouble everywhere. She lived a carefree and happy life every day...]
When the head of the media marketing team saw it, they all applauded, saying that everyone has their own expertise.
Although this matter was not to be spread outside, it was still an uncontrollable gossip within the organization.
"So, is the relationship between President Liang and the owner of Qingfeng Pavilion the kind I'm thinking of?"
"Do you guys remember what we were talking about in the gossip group a while ago? It seems like this time it's really a done deal."
A colleague warned, "We should keep this to ourselves and not spread it around. President Liang's relationship status is not public yet. If there are similar rumors outside, it will be easy to pinpoint it to us."
"I know, I know."
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Thanks to her keen observation, Agnes Chow's annual leave application was quickly approved, and she also received an additional bonus.
Having worked for President Liang for so many years, he had developed a keen ability to read people's expressions and analyze subtext.
He knew that as the boss, he couldn't say many things directly; his subordinates had to guess what he meant.
The better you understand the boss's thoughts, the higher your position will be.
At the same time, it is important to strike a balance. One can speculate, but one cannot speculate excessively. This is a skill, and he is still learning about it.
After Zhou Ting left, Liang Huaixu specially downloaded Douyin (TikTok). When he saw netizens saying that he and Zhuang Fuyao were a good match, his good mood was revealed without any attempt to hide it.
He could never have imagined that he would be so childish, making such a fuss over Zhuang Fuyao's unfounded romantic connection with other people.
However, he enjoyed it and felt that being a little childish was fine.
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