Chapter 129 Scoring
Shi Yin sent a message to Han Zhan.
The talk show is over.
He replied immediately.
He asked her to find a place sheltered from the wind and sit down, and he would be there soon.
Shi Yin watched Meng Xi leave on the street outside the theater. Just as she was about to go back under the eaves, a headlight shone towards her from afar, and her big titanium eyes flashed twice.
The familiar Cullinan stopped beside her.
The passenger window rolled down, and she first saw his hand, wearing a wedding ring and a pink bunny hairband, clasped on the steering wheel, and then caught a glimpse of his handsome face, which was unique in the world.
The car drove away from the theater.
Shi Yin adjusted her seatbelt and tilted her head to look at his clearly defined profile: "Did you get here early?"
The Royal Theatre is located on the outskirts of the city.
The location is quite remote.
It takes more than 20 minutes to get here from the city center even without traffic jams.
He would always wait for her downstairs of the Shi's Building early after she got off work. Whether she was finishing a meeting or working, she would walk to the French window near the end of the day and look down, and she would see the Cullinan parked in the secluded shade of trees.
Han Zhan drove the car and glanced at her with a smile: "My wife is so smart."
It's a no-brainer that I arrived early.
The Sherlock Holmes of the design world.
He didn't say the last two words, but Shi Yin could tell from his frivolous smile. She opened her handbag and reached inside to feel around. Hearing the rustling sound, Han Zhan instinctively tilted his head and saw a beautifully wrapped pastry lying in her porcelain-white palm.
He knows this pastry.
Freshly made by the Presidential Palace’s personal baker.
Peach Blossom Pastry.
Half an hour ago, in the theater box, the presidential couple had some snow cakes brought to him. He tried two pieces and found them tasted average, not at all comparable to the snow cakes made by his wife.
This way.
Shi Yin carefully unwrapped the package and said, "The cakes used to entertain guests at the private banquet hosted by the President are all made by the Presidential Palace's personal baker. They say this master's ancestors actually served the emperor and were the royal chef. He has unique skills, and the texture and taste are the best. No one here or abroad can compare."
"This peach blossom pastry looks beautiful, has a light fragrance, and tastes sweet but not greasy. It's really different from ordinary pastries on the market. Since you like Chinese pastries, I brought you one."
The car stopped at the intersection waiting for the red light.
Her gentle voice echoed in the carriage.
Han Zhan tilted his head, gazing at her fair face in the dim light of the street lamps that occasionally drifted in from the window. His mind couldn't help but recall the time when she saw the box of exquisite pastries and tasted one of them. The first thing she thought of was him. She immediately took a piece of wrapping paper, wrapped it in a dark place where no one else could see, and put it in her pocket.
"Try it."
Her voice rang out again.
Han Zhan came back to his senses, and the moment he lowered his head, he was met with her clear eyes in the dark night, and fell into her soft, watery almond-shaped eyes without any resistance. A car happened to pass by, and the headlights shone over him. From Han Zhan's perspective, he saw the light filling her beautiful eyes.
Han Er lowered his head and ate half a piece.
Shi Yin asked, "How does it taste?"
Han Zhan tasted it carefully, pretending to be surprised to have eaten dragon meat. "It's delicious. I've never eaten such a good pastry. It's really sweet but not greasy, and it smells very fragrant."
The corners of her lips turned up.
There was a look of joy between his eyebrows and eyes.
Before she could speak, Han Zhan ate the remaining half of the cake she was holding in her hand and sighed again: "The royal pastry chef inherited from our ancestors is really different. I am in for a treat tonight."
“As long as it tastes good.”
"That's quite good!" Han Zhan pulled out a piece of paper and wiped her hands in this position, muttering as he wiped: "Wife, you are so good to me. You still think of me when you go to work and bring me such delicious cakes. If I leave you, who will still pamper me like this?"
"Let's drive." Shi Yin reminded him.
"My wife is so nice." Han Zhan looked at her a few more times before stepping on the accelerator and driving through the intersection. "Wife, I met Shine Group's CEO Si En tonight. Did you negotiate a contract with him?"
"I didn't meet the person, but the contract was negotiated."
"He's too ugly to be seen?"
"No." Shi Yin glanced at him, especially at that free-spirited mouth that wasn't afraid of offending anyone. "Si En is the distinguished guest invited by the President. He's in a private room. The company representatives who went there to discuss cooperation are all sitting in the hall to the side. Aside from Assistant Yan coming to pick up the plans from the various companies, the others didn't have any contact, so we didn't meet."
"A newcomer is making such a big show."
"Don't say that about others."
"Why, wife, do you know him?"
"I'm not familiar with him." Shi Yin shook her head and said, "I've read the news. Mr. Elton initially wanted him to marry his granddaughter. After being rejected, he directly ordered a separate page to be opened in the family tree, hoping to recognize him as his son and let him join the Elton family. He still refused and insisted on returning to his country."
"He worked as a financial advisor at the Shine Group headquarters in Country M, and he created many business legends. During my junior year at HU as an exchange student, I visited the Shine office building with my advisor and saw him there."
Han Zhan frowned.
The fingers gripping the steering wheel suddenly curled up.
"Have you seen him?"
"Yeah." Shi Yin glanced at him and said truthfully, "He came in from outside at that time, and he was accompanied by many people. I couldn't see him clearly, I just vaguely saw the general outline of his figure. He seemed to be a very good-looking genius."
Hearing this.
Han Er raised his eyebrows.
Leaning back a bit, he almost felt like he was flying the Cullinan out of a plane, as if it were about to soar into the sky. He took several deep breaths, barely suppressing the upward curve of his lips. He asked again in his normal voice, "Even from a blurry back, can you tell he's handsome?"
“Being handsome is a feeling.”
"Could you elaborate?"
"For example, he took on the role of president of Shine Group's Beijing branch," Shi Yin explained to him, "He could have easily chosen to partner with the leading company, Han Corporation. However, after consulting with Shine's senior management, he chose my project proposal."
"Cooperation with a large company is certainly secure, but the profits are small, and Han's will inevitably take 70% of the profits. By cooperating with a small factory, Shine can get 80%. The risk is a little greater, but the returns are a hundred times greater."
"This shows that Sean is very courageous. He dares to take paths that others dare not take, and he can make decisions that others hesitate to make with just one glance."
“Plus, he has a unique vision.”
"What do you mean?" Han Zhan asked.
"My project proposal is better than Han Zheng's." Shi Yin replied.
Shine Group chose me because they have good vision.
Shi Yin didn't say this, but Han Zhan read it from the subtle expression on her face. He was amused by her and subconsciously reached out and pinched her soft face: "Wife, you are so cute!"
Her project proposal is indeed well done.
Very smart.
Combining Shi's own advantages and leveraging the latest government policies, Shine Group's entry into Beijing will first focus on gaining a firm foothold and then expanding into the central China market. With policy support, it will inevitably achieve twice the result with half the effort.
The other companies' proposals were mediocre.
Shi's submission came up.
The eyes of dozens of senior leaders online lit up.
At that moment, Han Zhan, who was sitting in the box, knew that there was no need to open this back door for his wife, and that his wife would definitely win.
…
The car drove some distance further.
Han Zhan asked, "Wife, if I asked you to give Si En a score out of 10, what would you give him?"
Shi Yin frowned.
I don't understand what he means.
"Eight points?"
Han Zhan: “!”
His trumpet actually has an 80% chance of being popular in her heart.
And it's the 80% that I haven't seen his face.
See the face.
Wouldn't that be a full score?
…
The man beside her didn't say anything, but he was in a good mood. Judging from his expression, he was smiling. What was he laughing about? Shi Yin couldn't understand. She stared at him carefully for a long time but couldn't figure out what he was laughing at.
Shi Yin: “…”
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