After introducing each other's identities, Zujin didn't know how to continue the chat.
Strange men and women, what can they talk about
Ask Yan Lin if he is married. If he has a wife, why don't he waste his energy and time as soon as possible
Or, ask Yan Lin what he thinks about being a full-time cook
It seems that it is not suitable.
After all, chasing the opposite sex is not her strong point.
What's more, she herself has a relatively slow temperament, except of course when negotiating contracts in the business field.
She is eloquent and fights for every benefit. She will never back down.
But now, it's not about business.
And Yan Lin didn't seem to be a talkative person, so when Zu Jin stopped talking, the car became quiet.
The neon lights outside the car window were strange, and Zujin suddenly remembered that it was time to go to college.
At that time, she worked part-time and studied part-time. As long as she had nothing to do at night, she would work part-time on the street.
Such as handing out leaflets, selling trinkets and the like.
During the breaks between her part-time jobs, she would sometimes look up at the tall buildings in the surrounding community. The houses in those tall buildings were all lit with warm yellow lights, which looked so cozy and warm under the cover of the night sky.
There are thousands of lights that go on and off, but none of them belong to me.
It is such a huge loneliness that supports her in her early twenties to work harder than anyone else.
But dreams are sometimes a ridiculous thing.
She is thirty-five years old now, and the real estate deposit in her hand is hard for ordinary people to surpass in several lifetimes.
But every day after getting off work, when I returned to my residence, I was alone, and the feeling of loneliness only increased.
"arrive."
The car stopped suddenly.
Zujin came back to his senses and quickly untied the safety belt.
She looked up and looked forward, and Yan Lin happened to look back at her too.
The eyes of the two met in the dim car, and the man's clear eyebrows made her a little at a loss.
"Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner another day."
Hearing what she said, Yan Lin did not refuse.
He nodded and said in a low voice, "Okay, if you have time."
What a man of few words.
The next day, even concealer couldn't hide the shadows under Zujin's eyes.
Xia Tong sat in the co-pilot, turned around and looked at her with an exaggerated expression: "Isn't it? You guys..."
Zujin couldn't react when he first heard it: "What?"
Xia Tong swallowed, and then remembered that the driver was still beside her. She coughed and had to endure it first.
When the group took the elevator up, Xia Tong finally couldn't hold back anymore.
"I saw everything last night, you got into a man's car!"
Zujin folded his arms and leaned against the elevator wall, with a calm expression: "What, you want to blackmail?"
"Yes, give me five million, or I will expose you today!"
Zujin sighed, shrugged helplessly and smiled: "Nothing happened, so don't get excited!"
Xia Tong's excited expression instantly collapsed.
"Then who was that man last night? I thought you suddenly changed your temperament and became interested in male sex."
The elevator door opened, and Zujin patted her on the shoulder, lifted his leg and walked out.
"You're right. I do have an interest in men, and as long as I pursue success, I will try to get married with him before the end of the year and have a baby next year."
Xia Tong staggered for a moment: "Er, my mother, you are not dreaming, are you?"
The top-level employees came and went, and when they saw Zujin coming, they seemed to be in a hurry.
Zu Jin took off his suit jacket while walking: "You are not dreaming, Secretary Xia, do you know..."
With that said, the two entered the president's office.
After closing the door, Zujin continued to say the second half of the sentence: "Actually, from the first time I saw him, I had already thought about what the name of his and I would be called in the future."
Xia Tong shivered, and finally couldn't take it anymore: "Hey, why are you like this!"
Zujin put away the smile on his face, and his eyes flew over.
Feeling the murderous intent, Xia Tong was honest immediately: "I was wrong, I'll prepare the materials for the meeting."
"Hey, let's go." She shook her hand.
I held a meeting for nearly two hours in the morning, and made five or six consecutive phone calls to coordinate various aspects.
After finally being able to sit down and process the documents quietly for a while, Xia Tong said that someone from the board of directors had come, and his face was not very good-looking, so Zujin had to get up again to receive him.
The old men on the board of directors were sharp and cunning, and they treated her like a servant and reprimanded her harshly, just because some decisions of the group were contrary to their interests.
But as the executor of the group's decision-making, what Zujin had to do was to consider the overall situation, so she responded with a smile without swearing back.
Fortunately, these people left after getting angry, and didn't intend to have lunch with her.
Zujin has experienced this kind of scene countless times since becoming the president, so it didn't affect her wonderful mood at all.
After walking out of the reception room, Zujin planned to return to the office to continue working.
But as she walked, she suddenly made a sound.
"Is there a new Japanese grocery store opened near us? How does it taste?"
Xia Tong didn't understand why she asked this suddenly: "I haven't eaten there yet, but I heard it's pretty good from others."
"Then you go and reserve two seats for me, I may go over later."
"It's not that you don't like Japanese food... oh, I understand."
After speaking, Xia Tong quickened his pace and walked away happily.
Back in the office, Zujin took the business card out of his bag.
Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, she tapped and deleted with her mobile phone, planning to ask Yan Lin if he had time to come out for dinner.
But after hesitating for a minute, she gave up the idea.
Isn't it a little too cowardly to send a text message
There is only so little time for the lunch break, and I don't know how long it will take to wait for a reply after sending the text message.
And if Yan Lin is more passive than she imagined, and turns a blind eye to the text messages, then why is she waiting here
Enter the mobile phone number and dial out.
'beep beep...'
"Hello."
The man's deep voice came from the phone, making Zujin's ears itchy.
"Hi Mr. Yan, I'm Zujin, the one who took your car last night, remember?"
There was silence for two seconds, and the man seemed to smile: "Oh, so it's you."
"Well, I'm in Dongxin Street now, and I want to treat you to a meal, do you want to come over?"
In fact, Zujin used a little skill in speaking here.
She didn't say polite words like thank you, and she didn't ask if I could treat you to a meal.
Because this is a communication method used only between strangers, when the person opposite is in a passive choice, if they hear that there is room for choice in her words, most of them will subconsciously want to refuse.
So Zujin cleverly reduced the other party's instinctive resistance when facing choices, so that he could not only achieve his goal, but also quickly shorten the distance between them.
Sure enough, everything went as she expected.
"Okay, I'm nearby too, what do you want to eat?" the man asked.
The corners of Zu'jin's mouth parted in an instant, but she still tried to keep her voice calm.
"How about the Japanese grocery store? I've already made a reservation."
There was a hmm over there, and the tone was also steady: "Okay, then we will see you later."
"see you later."
After hanging up the phone, Zujin immediately clenched his fists.
"yeah!"
In fact, if she wasn't wearing high heels, she would probably be so excited that she would stomp her feet like crazy.
As a result, she was excited, when she turned her head, Xia Tong happened to open the door and come in.
"Um, Miss Jin, I knocked on the door." Xia Tong was cautious.
Zu Jin tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Is the seat reserved yet?"
"It's fixed, woo woo Jin, let me go over and take a look..."
"no."
Seeing Xia Tong's disappointed expression, Zu Jin couldn't help but comforted him: "I'll see you later, what's the rush."
Although Zujin is currently in the most exciting stage of his secret love, he is far from fainted.
She didn't want too many people to know about it before she confirmed the relationship.
After all, her identity is quite special, and although she doesn't know Yan Lin's identity, she should not be an ordinary person.
So if someone with ulterior motives finds out, it will inevitably make a big fuss and cause more trouble.
If possible, avoid it as much as possible.
The Japanese grocery store is very close to Qiyu Group, so Zujin didn't drive.
She walked there alone, but when she got to the entrance of the Japanese grocery store, Yan Lin happened to be walking from the opposite side.
Both of them couldn't help laughing immediately.
Yan Lin didn't wear a suit today, and his hair didn't use pomade to do anything like the two times Zujin saw him before.
A simple white shirt with light-colored jeans makes him look more down-to-earth and younger.
However, the man is tall, with a straight back and a humble and gentle temperament, which is still enough to attract the eyes when walking on the street.
"Did you not go to work today?" Zujin asked softly.
"Rest today."
Saying that, Yan Lin pushed open the glass door and let her walk in front.
The two walked in one after the other, Zujin reported the reservation number to the waiter, and the waiter took them up to the second floor.
The second floor is more secluded and there are not so many guests.
And they are located by the floor-to-ceiling windows, so that even if there are many guests on the second floor, they will not be disturbed.
Zu Jin was very satisfied with this place, and thought that Xia Tong would really choose it, and she would definitely praise it when she returned.
After ordering the menu, the waiter first brought a pot of brown rice tea.
Pour it into a teacup, and you can smell the faint fragrance immediately, but Zujin is not interested in this kind of tea, so he just picked it up and took a sip, and didn't touch it any more.
Looking at Yan Lin who was sitting opposite, silent in the white mist, she suddenly felt that it would be nice to sit together like this without saying anything.
But saying nothing doesn't seem to work.
But at this time Yan Lin spoke first instead.
"Is your car fixed?"
Zu Jin felt guilty for a moment, and quickly picked up his teacup to cover up: "Oh, it's fixed, thank you for giving me a ride last night."
"You're welcome."
Yan Lin paused, and his expression suddenly became a little guilty.
He lowered his eyes and said, "Actually, last night I thought you were asking me for a loan."
"... What do you mean?" Zujin was puzzled.
"Because at the dinner party yesterday, I actually heard you and the man next to you say that I am a child."
"puff!"