Meng Yao was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. The words of rejection were in her mouth, but she didn't utter them.
Because she remembered that in the plot the original owner would not directly reject Xu Youlan. The original owner was deliberately trying to please and respond every time, but many times she meant well but ended up doing bad things. Coupled with the contrast of the heroine Meng Qingqing, the original owner naturally became less likable in Xu Youlan's eyes.
“…Okay, I’ll go to the company to see him.”
The smile in Xu Youlan's voice became stronger, and her tone became more kind: "Then grandma won't waste your time. You can go and see Ah-an after you pack up. By the way, Yaoyao, you haven't come to see an old lady like me for a long time. Since Yiqing moved out, the old house has become empty. Grandma misses you very much. Come and see me when you have time."
Meng Yao readily agreed and continued to sleep on the bed the second the phone was hung up.
Meng Yao still got up very late. After she washed up, she did not forget that Xu Youlan asked her to bring her food. Meng Yao ran downstairs again and told Wang Ma to make something that Rong Yan liked to eat.
Wang Ma asked, "Madam, do you still want to eat at home?"
Meng Yao shook her head: "I have to deliver food to Yinyin, so I won't eat at home."
Wang Ma looked very surprised. She felt that Meng Yao finally got the point. "Are you delivering food to the gentleman? I'll prepare it right away. Madam, you can take a rest first. There are cut fruits on the table."
Meng Yao nodded, as if she remembered something: "Yinyin must be tired of eating light flavors all the time. Aunt Wang, please change the flavor for him. He will definitely like it!"
Wang Ma's smile froze, and she suddenly had a bad feeling: "Madam, what food do you want to prepare for Mr.
Meng Yao thought about it seriously: "Tiger skin elbow, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, braised pork, twice-cooked pork... let's have these first."
Aunt Wang advised her: "Madam, please cook according to the taste that Mr. likes. He, he doesn't like to eat these greasy things..."
Meng Yao knew that Rong Wei didn't like these greasy foods: "He seldom eats them, so of course he doesn't know how delicious they are. Can you tell me which meal I can have without these?"
Wang Ma's smile was a bit forced: "Everyone's taste is different. Why not make some fish soup for Mr.?"
Meng Yao shook her head: "Auntie Wang, you don't understand. Only by eating meat can we have strength. He is so busy at work, of course he needs to eat something good to replenish himself!"
Seeing Meng Yao talking nonsense in a serious and determined manner, Wang Ma had no way of refutation: "Okay..."
Meng Yao nodded with satisfaction and went to the living room in her slippers.
Watching Meng Yao's graceful departure, Wang Ma sighed deeply. She felt that Meng Yao was quite smart, but she had never used the right method to pursue Rong Yan. Could it be that she had lost her basic judgment ability because she loved him too much
Meng Yao regretted sitting in the living room not long after. She regretted not asking Wang Ma to prepare her meal. This little bit of fruit was not enough to fill her stomach.
By the time Aunt Wang prepared the food boxes, it was almost twelve o'clock.
Xu Youlan was talking about breakfast, but what Meng Yao prepared could only be considered lunch.
Meng Yao weighed the food box and felt that it was not light at all. She said to Wang Ma, "Thank you for your hard work."
Then she went out and the driver was already waiting for her outside.
Meng Yao is usually busy on the crew, and usually Xiao Song and his friends come to pick her up in an RV. This is the first time she has asked the Rong family's driver to pick her up.
"Madam, are you going to Mr.'s company?"
The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties, who looked honest.
After getting off the car, Meng Yao looked at the towering office building and couldn't help but admire the financial strength of the Rong family.
The receptionist seemed to be very familiar with Meng Yao. After Meng Yao took off her sunglasses, she looked at her nervously for a few times and then let her go.
Meng Yao continued to wear her sunglasses. She is now a public figure, so it is better for her to wrap herself up tightly. After all, she is not in the mood to engage in a tug-of-war with her fans.
Little did they know that Meng Yao's outfit was already eye-catching enough. All the white-collar elites walking around the company were wearing suits and ties. Those who wore other clothes were neat and tidy, and looked energetic. On the other hand, Meng Yao's clothes were slightly oversized, with no other patterns except for the icons, which was too simple. She wore sunglasses, revealing only her bright red lips and pointed chin, holding a lunch box in her hand, and wearing sneakers on her feet, which was out of tune with everything around her that was bright and beautiful.
When riding in the elevator, Meng Yao could still feel the gazes of the people around her, but these people were so well-mannered that apart from glancing at her a few times, nothing else happened.
Everyone in the elevator even suspected that Meng Yao had taken the wrong route, but then they saw her stretch out her slender white fingers and press the button for the 39th floor.
Thirty-nine is a special number for most employees at Huanzhen headquarters, because that is the floor where Rong Wei’s office is located. Rong Wei is the chairman and CEO of Huanzhen Group, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is the person in power at Huanzhen.
The elevator climbed higher and higher, and Meng Yao ignored the gazes of the people around her.
With a slight sound of the elevator door, we arrived at the 39th floor.
Rong Wei didn't look at the documents handed over. He wore frameless glasses on his nose and said calmly, "You don't need to report these documents to me. Miss Jiang, take them back."
Jiang Yunyin was stunned for a moment. She looked at Rong Yan's profile, which was too cold and hard.
"Did I not do well enough?" Her voice was gentle, just like her appearance, bookish and gentle. There was inevitably a hint of infatuation in the look she gave Rong Yan.
She had met Rong Wei by chance a few times at banquets. His every move was so elegant that she had her heart set on him ever since. In order to see him more often, she even asked her father for a chance to work with him.
Rong Wei's voice turned cold, and he seemed to be getting impatient: "You can ask Xia Yansen or Special Assistant Zhang about these basic questions."
"But my father asked me to come here to learn from you about business experience, just like Xia Yansen. It is necessary to ask for your advice, isn't it..."
At the same time, the secretary opened the office door for Meng Yao.
Meng Yao was instantly excited when she saw Rong Wei in the same room with a woman. She was worried that she would not have the opportunity to use this as an excuse to disgust Rong Wei.
Meng Yao first handed the lunch box to the secretary. She couldn't bring the lunch box with her into a fight, as it would be bad if the food inside spilled.
"Madam..." the secretary opened her mouth.
Meng Yao ignored him and walked towards Rong Yan as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
Let me explain here, double cleanliness, double cleanliness, double cleanliness, the male protagonist doesn't like any woman except the female protagonist, and has never liked anyone else. I have a bit of mental cleanliness, so I prefer double cleanliness
(End of this chapter)