The president's special elevator went up to the flat-floor office on the 68th floor. The office, which had been vacant for a long time, finally ushered in its new owner today.
After coming out of the special elevator, Ji Shengrui took Schumann to stop at the door of the president's office, "Please wait a moment."
Then he walked towards the innermost big office.
Surprisingly, there is no [President's Office] or other nameplates that can show the identity of the big boss on the door. Instead, there is a simple gray square plate with a gold border, which says [Samuel].
"Sorry, please let me go."
Schuman followed the sound and found that it was Li Yueze's assistant at the auction last night. She smiled at him, "Hello."
The assistant was carrying a large stack of documents to go to the office, and they were just informed today that Mr. Li would be working here, which made them too late to clean up, and they were in a hurry.
Seeing Schumanning suddenly, the assistant nodded hastily, "Hi, Miss Shu!"
"Zhang Xiu, why are you still standing there in a daze, get the documents quickly."
Someone in the secretary's office yelled, and the assistant quickly responded.
"I'm sorry, Miss Shu, I have to go to work." After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the secretary's office in a hurry, but he bumped into the glass door just as he turned his head.
There was a bang, and the sound was muffled.
While holding his forehead and hissing, Zhang Xiu looked at Shumaning embarrassedly, then turned around and continued to run forward.
Accidentally knocked on the glass door again, damn the new office, there are glass doors everywhere.
No matter how ladylike she is, Schumanning couldn't help laughing. She pursed her lips and expressed her most sincere condolences to Zhang Xiu: "Be careful."
Zhang Xiu blushed, nodded and hurried away, luckily he found the right door this time.
"Miss Shu, please come in."
Ji Shengrui's voice came from behind, and Schuman turned around and walked over.
Watch him open the door that says Samuel.
The thick and high wooden door, after entering the door, you can smell the faint smell of wood and leather, and you can see a half-moon-shaped desk with two computers on it.
There was no one behind the desk.
Schumann looked around. This office has a minimalist style, the overall decoration is in cool colors, and the design of the ceiling is a bit metallic.
There was a frosted glass door to the right of the office, and when she looked through it, it swung open without warning.
Li Yueze walked out of the door.
While buttoning his cuff buttons, he asked, "What time does the dinner start?"
Ji Shengrui stepped forward quickly, "It starts at 6:30, are you leaving now?"
Li Yueze hummed.
From the corner of his eye, he suddenly found another person in the office.
The setting sun outside the window shines into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, reflecting on her dark blue silk cheongsam with dark patterns, her soft and straight long hair is tied behind her head, and the beige cloisonne bracelet on her wrist shines brightly under the shaking of her arm.
When the four eyes met, he saw the smile on her face that had not yet disappeared.
"President Li." She said softly.
Li Yueze unbuttoned the cuff buttons he had just buttoned up again by accident, and glanced at Ji Shengrui next to him, who quietly left the office very wisely.
Indicate, you talk.
Li Yueze turned around and walked towards the desk, with his right hand resting on the wrist of his left hand, tidying his sleeves carelessly.
"What's the matter?" The man's voice was hoarse with exhaustion and a little nasal.
"I can't sign the contract about that necklace."
"What?" Li Yueze glanced sideways.
Schumaning took out the pearl necklace that was in the box when she went out, and she walked to Li Yueze's side, "I think you already know that this is not a real Paraiba tourmaline necklace." She took out the necklace and motioned him look.
The man glanced at the necklace in her hand.
"So what?" He finally buttoned his cuff buttons again.
The unexpected answer short-circuited Schumann's head, and the draft he had made in his mind became waste paper.
Schuman held back the thought of 'it's nice to have money and spend four million to play around' in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "If you really like the design of this necklace, I can give you the original design drawing. But I have a question and want to know the answer."
After a few seconds of silence, Li Yueze did not respond.
Schumann is not polite, if he doesn't answer, it will be regarded as his acquiescence.
"Why, buy it."
Compared with other lots, this lady's necklace is the most unsuitable for Li Yueze to take, and he also knows that this necklace is a defective product.
But he not only took it, but even paid a high price.
The man was slightly stunned, and when he turned half sideways, he happened to see Schumann's eyes eager to know the answer, which unexpectedly overlapped with the eyes in his memory.
He stepped up and approached her.
Full of pressure.
Schuman retreated subconsciously, but she kicked her heel to the corner of the table, her body lost her balance and fell backwards, she reached out and grabbed the man's collar in a panic.
Almost at the same time, the warmth of the palm came from the back of the waist.
The strange touch made her heart tremble, and then she met the man's eyes, before he could say sorry, he had already given his answer.
"Because of you, you look a lot like an old friend of mine."
The office was so quiet that Schumann could hear her heartbeat. From such a close distance, she could clearly see the thickness of each of his eyelashes.
Could it be Bai Yueguang
It's a pity for Xindao, such an outstanding man, actually has Bai Yueguang, that's a thorn in his side.
A trace of loss inadvertently flashed in Schumann's eyes, but he quickly recovered.
She lowered her eyes slightly, bit her lower lip lightly, and pretended to be shy: "Then... what kind of person is she?"
Looking up again, a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes stared straight at Li Yueze.
Li Yueze looked away and looked away, recalling his childhood.
On the first day of school, she was so hot-tempered that she beat up the male classmates in the class.
"Gentle and well-behaved."
In order to avoid going to school, she pretended to be sick every day.
"Knowledge and courtesy."
If he can't play games, he'll play tricks, and he also likes to lose his temper.
"Empathetic."
Schumann understood one by one, and concluded that Li Yueze's Bai Yueguang was probably the classic little white flower soft girl.
Schuman raised her eyebrows lightly to show that she knew.
Li Yueze took a full look at her expression when she was thinking, and there were circles and pondering in her heart.
He smiled and asked: "Why, Miss Shu is interested in becoming her?"
Looking up again, she looked at him, and saw that his eyes were half playful and half expectant.
Schuman shook her head, squeezed his shirt hands lightly, pressed his proud head slightly, and then tiptoed to his ear and breathed softly.
"No, I want you to forget about her."
Seemingly charming, people can't tell whether it is true or false for a while.
Schumann smiled like a cunning fox.
When Ji Shengrui knocked on the door, he pushed open a crack and shouted, "Boss, it's time to go."
Li Yueze was in a daze, looking down at his chest, only the folds of his shirt remained, the instigator had already distanced himself from him.
She changed to normal, as if what happened just now was just an illusion of his.
"Then I won't bother you, Mr. Li, goodbye." She waved him goodbye.
Beside the Bentley, Ji Shengrui reached out to open the door for Li Yueze, and noticed that his shirt was slightly wrinkled.
"Boss, do you need a replacement?"
Li Yueze's eyes were lowered, it was just now that Schumanning was grabbing hard, and she had let go of her hand for a long time, but for some reason, she could still feel the touch of her fingertips through the clothes.
"Need not."
Ji Shengrui nodded, picked up the tablet computer in the car and began to report on the work ahead.
"The end of the dinner is around 7:30, after which you need to go back to Langyue to participate in the video conference of the Overseas Business Department—"
After Ji Shengrui finished speaking, he looked at Li Yueze in the rear seat through the rearview mirror, and saw that he was staring out of the car window and was not in a state.
Want to ask: "Boss, do you still need to sign Miss Shu's contract?"
He was a little troubled, and had participated in many auctions, but this was the first time that he wanted to increase the price, and the other party was not happy.
It's a bit embarrassing.
"Sign." After a pause, he continued, "Wait for her to mention it herself."
The deep voice was drowned in the restless rush hour traffic.
Ji Shengrui was taken aback for a moment, confused.
"Damn, did he really tell you that?!"
Chen Wei looked at Schumann in disbelief, her eyes changed from surprise to doubt, and finally to crazy laughter.
His face was contorted with a smile.
Fortunately, there was no one in the tea shop.
Schuman raised his eyes lazily, looked at the brochure of the JMH Design Competition in his hand, and picked up the teapot with the other hand to pour freshly brewed raw Pu'er for Chen Wei and his own teacups.
"Hahaha, my God, you don't look like his white moonlight or cinnabar mole, do you?" Chen Wei began to imagine.
Schuman picked up the teacup and sipped the hot tea, "Maybe."
"Then, what's your reaction?" Chen Wei stretched her neck to listen to the gossip.
Schumann recalled the scene at that time, she grabbed his shirt, the two faced each other at close range, the room was so quiet that she could hear her own heartbeat, and then she asked him what that person was like.
"Why are you blushing?" Chen Wei pointed at Schumann's suddenly flushed cheeks, puzzled.
Schumann patted her outstretched fingers, "That's the reaction, you'll blush if you say a word to him." After that, she held her chin and sighed, "Hey, I can pretend this kind of thing, But not too many times, it's annoying."
Chen Wei only nodded as she listened. She knew Schumanning's personality, and if she pretended to be gentle and shy, it would mean that there were ants crawling all over her body.
Thinking about it, "Did he give you your contact information? Or say." Chen Wei imitated the domineering president in the TV series, and raised Schumann's chin with her index finger, "Duck head, this is my home address, come to me tonight."
Schuman stared at the ceiling speechlessly. If Li Yueze was like this, she wouldn't bother to talk to him.
"Greasy to death."
Chen Wei laughed twice, "Then what are your plans, are you going to hook him up?"
Schumann raised her eyebrows, "I'm going to wait for him to hook me up."
Chen Wei gave a thumbs up, expressing her admiration.
Picking up Schumann's brewed tea, he took a sip. The brewed raw Pu'er tea was too bitter, and he still couldn't get used to it.
"It's so bitter, I don't understand why you like to drink this so much."
Ever since the two got acquainted, Schumann's impression was that apart from strong tea, he would just boil water, with the style of a middle-aged senior cadre.
Schumann poured it into her own teacup again, "Sheng Pu loses weight and refreshes himself, just like some people drink iced Americano, the same effect."
"No, no, no, I can't stand the pain, I want to drink fragrant tea." Chen Wei patted the table and shook her head, trying her best to resist Schumann's Amway, even if she tried ten thousand times, she still couldn't fall in love with Shengpu.
Schumann smiled, stood up and pulled away the chair behind him, "Then let me get you some Zhangping narcissus."
The place where the two were located was the teahouse opened by Aunt Schumanning. Because the teahouse was located between Schumanning's house and Chen Wei's company, and the surrounding traffic was well developed, the two often came to sit and chat, and visit her aunt by the way.
The name of the teahouse is Journey to the East, and the decoration is very suitable for the name of the store. It is full of immortality, antique, quiet and elegant, with Jiangnan charm everywhere, but the proprietress Ruan Yuewen has a pungent personality.
I don't know who I'm on the phone with, I'm cursing, and my other hand is not idle applying lipstick.
"You fucking kidding me, I told you it was seven thirty, look at what time it is now! It's eight o'clock brother! - What? The watch is broken?" Ruan Yuewen laughed angrily at what the person on the phone said, "Don't give me poor, stupid, I'm going out now, if I don't see you in ten minutes, I'll give you a discount on my legs."
Those who don't know may think that she is talking to some enemy, but it is actually her boyfriend.
Schumanning walked to the tea cabinet, padded her feet to take the tea cakes from Zhangping Narcissus, and saw that Ruan Yuewen hung up the phone and looked at her, feeling bad.
Sure enough, half a minute hadn't arrived yet.
Ruan Yuewen said to her: "Man Ning, I'm going on a date later, please show me the store."
Schumann, who had just received the tea leaves, paused. Ruan Yuewen had heard this sentence hundreds of times. She wasn't exaggerating. Since she was in high school, if she saw her aunt at the school gate after school, it must be I asked her to come to the shop.
Schumann's habit of drinking tea is developed every time he visits the store.
"Then when will you come back?"
"Don't worry, if I don't come back after nine o'clock, you can lock the door of the store yourself." After Ruan Yuewen finished speaking, she hurriedly picked up her backpack, trotted all the way to the side of the road to take a taxi.
The electronic welcome system installed on the gate of the teahouse sends out a mechanical female voice as the gate closes: Welcome next time.
The Zhangping narcissus in my hand suddenly loses its fragrance!
His feet seemed to be chained.
Schumann was miserable, and walked towards the tea table with drooping shoulders.
"Are you performing what is called The Walking Dead?"
Schumann sighed, "It's a crime."
Fortunately, there won't be any guests coming to drink tea at this point, otherwise she would have to work part-time as a tea artist.
This idea just popped up in my heart, when I heard that indifferent electronic female voice.
[welcome]
Schumann looked back at the door, and quickly thought of a lame reason, "Sorry, we're closed..."
The scent of wood and leather broke in with the night wind, and a familiar face appeared in front of her.
"President Li?"
I saw Li Yueze pushing the door in, and he looked at Schumanning whose face was full of surprise.
When I was in the car, I saw a figure that looked like her from a distance, but I was not sure.
Ji Shengrui, who was following behind, took a laptop and said as he walked, "Boss, we should be able to hold a meeting here—huh? Miss Shu."
Schumann turned completely to face the gate, with a semi-permanent professional smirk on her face.
"How are you guys?"
Li Yueze looked at her expression that was the end of the world at the moment, and said lightly: "You don't look well."