Chapter 77 "Don't be angry anymore, Mianmian, let's have a good talk."
Upon learning that Xia Mian had returned from the hospital, Da Huang and Li Zi rushed over to help him apply the medicine, and after reporting to Zhao Wei on his behalf, they yawned and went back to sleep.
Xia Mian tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep, and the more she thought about it, the more regretful she felt.
He could distinguish between good and bad, and he knew that Zhou Pingchuan's intention in reprimanding him was to prevent him from meddling in other people's business and thus avoid suffering undeserved disaster. He could sense these things.
But Zhou Pingchuan was too domineering, which made him furious. He was so overwhelmed by the words "You're nobody to me, you have no right to tell me what to do" that he blurted out a long string of hurtful words without thinking.
That's such an ingrate! Xia Mian wanted to slap herself!
But then, another little voice inside me started shouting, brandishing a big knife: "You're right, what you said makes perfect sense."
"You and Zhou Pingchuan are not in a romantic relationship. If the marriage is arranged, he will be your fiancé. If not, you are not even friends. Besides, he hasn't given you any definite answer yet, and he hasn't made up his mind about choosing you. So what right does he have to interfere with your actions?"
Ugh, stop talking, it's so annoying! Xia Mian grabbed the blanket and wrapped herself up completely, finally deciding to do whatever she wanted.
If things really fall apart because of what happened last night, then that's the fate that cannon fodder has to bear.
Xia Mian fell asleep in a state of utter despair. When Li Zi woke him up, he was clutching the corner of the blanket, his cheeks clenched tightly, having been clenched all night and now aching terribly.
He asked Da Huang worriedly, "Have my masseter muscles gotten bigger?"
"No, but your face is a little swollen. I'll put a face mask on you to reduce the swelling."
Xia Mian was increasingly angry, saying, "I can't believe my swollen face is Zhou Pingchuan's fault. He wouldn't let me sleep and insisted on arguing with me. Help me! Today was a government event, and the photos were all taken directly from high-definition cameras. They're so ugly, I can't accept it."
"No problem." Big Yellow was determined to get things done, and half an hour later, he had indeed dressed him up looking radiant.
The awards ceremony started at 9:30 a.m., and Xia Mian arrived at the venue at 9:10 a.m. to meet up with Sun Guodong.
The entire ceremony was as dull and boring as he had imagined, except when the secretary talked about the rapid progress of Yongying Luggage Factory, which was quite inspiring. Xia Mian felt proud and clapped along with him with a grin.
After the awards ceremony, during the group photo session, the Party Secretary approached Xia Mian to express his gratitude for his willingness to accept Yongying's endorsement at a low price.
“Endorsements only promote the product; the most important thing is the product itself. If Yongying’s quality control is average, it certainly wouldn’t have gained such high recognition from consumers,” Xia Mian said.
The secretary glanced at Xia Mian in surprise. This young man had an flamboyant appearance, but he was surprisingly steady in his speech and actions. He smiled and extended his hand to Xia Mian.
Reporters from various channels below frantically snapped photos, capturing the moment from every angle.
Soon, news of Xia Mian being received by leaders of Tongshan City spread across the internet. In the accompanying photos, Xia Mian was wearing a neat suit, with a calm and unassuming demeanor, which earned her widespread praise from netizens.
This press release is quite obviously from the agency, but it is indeed true. Zhao Wei did not embellish it at all, so the haters have nothing to criticize.
The fans are incredibly proud: [While other idols are still auditioning and waiting to be received by directors, my idol has already been commended by city leaders!]
Upon seeing such comments, the official Weibo account management team immediately contacted the blogger to delete the post. This kind of comparison and denigration is likely to bring negative attention to Xia Mian. Everyone agreed to stick to the same story, only mentioning that their idol has contributed to the development and growth of national enterprises, without mentioning anything else.
The established fan base acted like an invisible force, spreading from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, subtly attracting a lot of fans for Xia Mian. Watching the number of fans soar, Xia Mian felt very happy and temporarily forgot about the unpleasantness of last night.
When Xia Mian arrived, Sun Guodong offered to receive her, but she declined. When she left, Sun Guodong offered to treat her to a meal. If she refused again, it would seem too cold-hearted, so Xia Mian had a working lunch with him.
After the meal, Sun Guodong escorted Xia Mian to the hotel entrance: "Little brother, thank you for revitalizing Yongying. I thank you on behalf of myself and the brothers and sisters in the factory."
"No need to thank me, you paid for the endorsement, this is all I should do," Xia Mian joked. "Don't forget what you promised me."
"We haven't forgotten, we won't raise prices. Our original intention is to make good suitcases available to all Chinese people. Unless raw material prices skyrocket, we will continue to uphold this commitment and never give up."
Such a soulful national enterprise deserves to be a big seller. Xia Mian was both moved and gratified, and shook hands with her older brother.
The production team is updating the format for tomorrow's show, so we have to go back to Beijing to film. Xia Mian plans to soak in the hot springs for a little while before heading home before dark.
There were few customers in the hot spring area on a weekday, and Xia Mian was enjoying the last moments of tranquility when suddenly her phone vibrated.
He took it and opened it. The person he thought was going to have a falling out with actually sent a message: "Where are you?"
Xia Mian stared at the screen for a long time: [Antarctica]
His reply was clearly a fit of pique, so Zhou Pingchuan called him directly. Xia Mian let the phone buzz. Someone had bullied him so much last night; although he was also at fault, he couldn't forgive him so easily.
He'll answer after three tries, Xia Mian secretly set a standard for herself.
Unfortunately, after repeating it three times, the phone became completely silent, as if it were broken, after just one repetition.
Clearly, someone is not sincerely seeking peace.
Xia Mian was so angry that she ate most of an apple in one bite. She lost all interest in soaking in the hot spring, so she simply dried herself off and headed home.
To get from the hot spring area to his room, one needs to walk through a long corridor.
In this corridor, he imagined countless scenarios, such as Zhou Pingchuan going to the Xia family to annul the engagement and kicking him out of Longxi, or Zhou Pingchuan seeing Xia Mingzhao at the wedding, being deeply attracted to the protagonist, and subjecting him to a series of horrific persecutions.
But he never expected that when he opened the door, there would be someone sitting inside.
The curtains were half-drawn, and the person sat at the intersection of light and shadow, half in the light and half in the dark.
"Weren't you in Antarctica? You're back pretty quickly," the man said after a moment.
"...Yeah, I rode a penguin back. You have a problem with that?"
The fact that she was still willing to argue with him meant that despite her anger, there was still room for reconciliation. Zhou Pingchuan remained calm and composed, picking up his teacup: "No objection."
He took a small sip of hot tea, his voice still warm: "Don't be angry, Mianmian, let's have a good talk."
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