To truly care about someone means paying attention to every aspect of their life, noticing even the smallest illness or pain and feeling heartache for them.
After all, how many serious illnesses, major setbacks, and great hardships can one experience in a lifetime?
Isn't affection simply manifested in the little things and trivialities of life?
Thinking about it this way, I regretted what I said even more. I felt that I was ungrateful and thought that I should apologize to him later.
"President Jiang, President Jiang?"
Yang Qianmu called me a few times before I snapped out of my daze and quickly came to my senses.
"Huh? You mean..."
He looked at me, his eyes seeming somewhat confused: "Are you alright? If it's not convenient for you today, we can talk again on Monday."
"No, I'm fine. I just happen to have some free time today." I perked up, resting one hand on my knee and pressing the ice pack on my forehead, while pulling the stack of documents over with the other. "What question did you ask? I'll answer it for you."
The company is the culmination of my hard work, and it's rare to find such a responsible and hardworking manager. How can I hold it back?
After experiencing Gu Yanqing, I understand more and more the importance of a woman's career.
Especially for a poor soul like me who has no family to rely on or protect.
Even if that person is Su Shenglin, it cannot deter my determination and perseverance in pursuing my career.
We spent the afternoon at the company, not only reviewing all the major work done in the past few years, but also roughly finalizing the schedule for Milan Fashion Week next February.
"Okay, that's all for today. We'll have other departments work on some details after the meeting. Once the plan is ready, take a look at it first, and then give it to me if there are no problems."
The ice pack almost froze my hands.
As I gave the instructions, I quickly threw away the ice pack and warmed my hands in my pockets.
“Okay, I’ll confirm as soon as possible.” Yang Qianmu nodded and got up to tidy up the documents on the table.
Perhaps noticing me putting my hands in my pockets, he suddenly turned around halfway through tidying up and quickly poured a glass of hot water from the bar.
"President Jiang, warm your hands."
I raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Thank you."
He seemed like a rough and easygoing person, but I never expected him to be so perceptive and meticulous.
I held the hot water cup to my hand, and my palms quickly warmed up.
"Well, it's getting late, I'll treat you to dinner tonight. I've been so busy since you joined the company that I haven't even had a welcome party yet, I'm really sorry."
Yang Qianmu turned to look at the sky outside and exclaimed in surprise, "It's snowing?"
"Yes, it started raining when I came over at noon."
"This weather is perfect for hot pot. Does President Jiang like hot pot?" he asked for my opinion.
"Okay." I nodded, but then felt that eating hot pot with just the two of us would be too lonely, so I suggested, "Invite your girlfriend along, it'll be more lively with more people."
Yang Qianmu smiled and said, "If I had a girlfriend, would I be working overtime on a weekend?"
I was taken aback, and then I remembered that he had indeed said that he didn't have many friends after returning to China and was bored at home alone, so he came to the company to work overtime.
That would be a bit awkward.
Business dinners are usually best served at Chinese or Western restaurants.
It's easy for a man and a woman to be misunderstood when they go out to eat hot pot alone.
But I already agreed, and if I go back on my word now, it would make me seem like I'm overthinking things.
We'll be working together for a long time to come, and if I act so hesitantly, people will think I'm a demanding boss.
Reluctantly, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go eat hot pot.
I chose a high-end seafood hot pot restaurant in the city and drove there.
During dinner, we talked about many topics in the fashion industry and found that we shared the same views and resonated with each other.
For a moment, I felt a sense of regret for not having met them sooner.
As I was finishing my meal, someone walked past me and suddenly greeted me, "Miss Jiang, what a coincidence!"
I looked up in response, and was taken aback when I saw the other person, but then I remembered who he was!
The owner of that license plate was Ye Yuntang, a good friend of Su Shenglin and the successor of the Ye family.
What a coincidence!
"Hello, Mr. Ye." I stood up and greeted him politely.
Ye Yuntang nodded: "Hello." Her gaze then turned to the person opposite me.
Realizing something, I quickly introduced, "This is our company's newly appointed general manager, Yang Qianmu, Mr. Yang. Mr. Yang—this is Ye Yuntang, the young master of the Ye Group, a very prominent figure in Jiangcheng. Get to know him; you might have opportunities to collaborate in the future."
Before I could finish speaking, Yang Qianmu stood up and respectfully extended his hand: "Hello, Mr. Ye, please give me your guidance."
"Mr. Yang, you're too kind."
After the two shook hands, Ye Yuntang's gaze returned to me, and she asked curiously, "Didn't you ask Sheng Lin to go out for a stroll this weekend? It's the first snow of the year, and it's quite lively outside."
Yes, I looked out the window and saw that the snow was falling heavier and heavier, drifting and scattering, and the green belts along the roadside were all covered with a blanket of white snow.
Many people deliberately got soaked in the snow to take photos and have fun.
"Uh...we met this morning, but I had something to do this afternoon, so we went our separate ways," I answered truthfully.
"Oh, so we've met before." Ye Yuntang's smile was somewhat meaningful. Her gaze swept over Yang Qianmu, and then she nodded in farewell. "Then you two continue your meal. I'll be going now."
"Okay, goodbye Mr. Ye."
Ye Yuntang smiled elegantly, waved, and left gracefully.
I have a feeling that Ye Yuntang will definitely turn around and contact Su Shenglin, saying that she ran into me while eating out and that I was dining alone with a man.
I have mixed feelings.
There was a slight commotion, and I wanted to see if Su Shenglin would get jealous.
I was also a little worried that Su Shenglin might think I was a "womanizer" because I rejected him and then had dinner with another man and seemed to enjoy it.
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