Luo Jingyu received a WeChat message from Zhan Xi. It was a very long text. She was shocked and thought something had happened to her.
After he looked at it carefully, he finally understood the whole story.
Egg Pudding: Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, I told Assistant Dong about your situation without your permission. I thought that if I didn't tell him, the deal might not be done, but I didn't say your name, would you be angry
Luo Jingyu certainly wasn't angry with Zhan Xi, but Fang Xu never mentioned this to him, which bothered him. He really couldn't talk to the client on the phone, and Fang Xu's rejection of the other party was not to be blamed, but he had to tell him! If the other party hadn't contacted Zhan Xi, wouldn't he have been kept in the dark
Luo Jingyu replied with joy.
Big Fish: No, it’s okay, I understand.
Egg Pudding: So are you planning to meet them
Luo Jingyu thought seriously for a while.
What a Big Fish: Huanhuan, what do you think, should I go
Egg Pudding: If you ask me, of course I will go! I feel they are very sincere. Has your boss told you? Do you know what kind of work Mr. Chijiang wants you to do
What a Big Fish: Fang Xu told me about a client, I don’t know if it was him, but if it was, it must be a very big business.
Egg Pudding: Do you want to go ask him
What a big fish: No.
Egg Pudding: Then how should I reply to Assistant Dong
Big Fish: Help me, make an appointment, I can arrange the time and place.
Egg Pudding: You can come at any time and the location is all decided by them, is that what you mean
What a big fish: Yes.
Egg Pudding: OK, I'll make the appointment. Do you need a sign language interpreter? Assistant Dong said he could hire one.
What a big fish: No, I can find one.
Egg Pudding: Do you bring your own sign language interpreter
What a big fish: Yes.
Egg Pudding: I understand. I will contact Assistant Dong. Please wait for my news.
What a Big Fish: Okay, Huanhuan, thank you.
Zhan Xi helped Luo Jingyu make an appointment with Dong Cheng. According to Mr. Chi Jiang's work arrangement, the meeting was finally scheduled for 2 pm on Wednesday at a Chinese teahouse in the city center.
Thinking of Luo Jingyu's firm "no", Zhan Xi specifically told Dong Cheng not to tell Fang Xu about this matter. Dong Cheng agreed and expressed his understanding.
Zhan Xi actually doesn’t quite understand the relationship between Luo Jingyu and Fang Xu.
Fang Xu told her that Xiaoyu was a young man with little education in his studio. At that time, Zhan Xi and Xiaoyu were not familiar with each other. This sentence brainwashed her and she could not get rid of the impression that Xiaoyu was a wage earner.
Now, they have known each other for nearly a month, and Zhan Xi feels more and more that according to Xiaoyu's professional level, she and Fang Xu don't seem to be in a superior-subordinate relationship. But she can't guess what their relationship is. Xiaoyu never mentioned it to her, and she didn't have the chance to ask.
Before hanging up the phone with Dong Cheng, Zhan Xi suddenly remembered that he had not told him something, something very important.
She said, "Mr. Dong, I forgot to tell you that the teacher who does the embossing is named Luo, as in camel. He is a young male artist."
Dong Cheng smiled and said, "Teacher Luo, I remember this. Thank you, Miss Zhan. You really helped me a lot."
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After get off work, Zhan Xi walked towards Qingque Jiayuan in a good mood, thinking about what to eat in the evening.
Order takeout? Cook frozen dumplings? Buy a box lunch at a convenience store
Thinking of the promise he made to Xiaoyu, Zhan Xi rejected all these ideas and decided to cook for himself. If you are lazy once, you will always be lazy. How can your cooking skills improve if you don't practice more
So, she went to the small market to buy some vegetables, planning to make a dish of cola chicken wings, stir-fry some vegetables, and cook a bowl of tomato egg drop soup. There would be meat, vegetables and soup. What a perfect dinner!
As a result, when she was making cola chicken wings according to the recipe on the app, she was stumped by the first step - marinating.
Zhan Xi sent a WeChat message to Luo Jingyu without giving it much thought.
Egg Pudding: Xiaoyu, when making cola chicken wings, how much salt, soy sauce and cooking wine should be put in the marinated chicken wings
What a big fish:
What a big fish: Don't drown the cola chicken wings! Cook directly and rinse with water.
Egg pudding: The recipe says to marinate for half an hour!
What a big fish: Listen to me, no need.
Occupation likes to worry.
Egg pudding: Is there a different way to cook this dish? [囧]
What a big fish: Forget it, wait for me.
Egg pudding:
A few minutes later, there was a knock on Zhan Xi's door. When she opened the door, she saw Luo Jingyu standing outside, looking at her helplessly, holding a small plastic bag in her hand.
Zhan Xi was so embarrassed! He quickly got him a pair of slippers. The shoe cabinet was right next to the door, and the pair of blue slippers that Luo Jingyu had worn had been neatly placed inside by Zhan Xi.
"What are you holding?" Zhan Xi asked.
Luo Jingyu opened the bag and showed it to her. Inside was a piece of ginger and a few star anises. He pointed at the things in the bag with his right hand, then pointed at Zhan Xi, and finally drew a small question mark in the air. Zhan Xi pursed his lips and replied, "I don't have any here."
Luo Jingyu raised her eyebrows, with an expression that said "I knew it", and went to the kitchen as if she knew the way.
Zhan Xi followed him like a shadow. Luo Jingyu looked at the ingredients on the table and knew what Zhan Xi wanted to cook in the evening. He took out his cell phone and typed: I'll help you make cola chicken wings, are you studying
"Okay, okay." Zhan Xi nodded repeatedly, pulled his sleeve again, and when he turned around, asked, "Have you had dinner?"
Luo Jingyu shook her hand, pointed at the ceiling, and made a gesture of cutting vegetables.
"Ah, you were just about to prepare dinner, right?" Zhan Xi was embarrassed and put his hands together and said, "I'm sorry to have troubled you again."
Luo Jingyu shook her hand again, looking relaxed and happy, not unhappy at all. Afraid that Zhan Xi would misunderstand, she took out her mobile phone and typed: I'm not hungry, I'll help you first.
Seeing him put the phone back into his trouser pocket, Zhan Xi asked, "How do you say this in sign language?"
Luo Jingyu observed her expression, as if trying to tell whether she was serious or joking. Zhan Xi kept blinking at him. After a while, Luo Jingyu slowly raised her right hand and pointed her index finger at herself. Zhan Xi said, "Me."
Luo Jingyu shook her right hand lightly, saying happily: "No."
He put his right hand on his stomach, and Zhan Xi asked, "Hungry? Is being hungry that simple?"
In fact, it is not that simple. Luo Jingyu also needs to lean forward and make a painful expression on her face to represent hunger.
Facial expressions are an indispensable part of sign language. Many gestures require facial expressions and even require the body to move to a certain degree.
When they sign sadness, their facial expressions will be sad; when they sign happiness, their facial expressions will be happy; when they sign doubt, their facial expressions will show confusion... Therefore, when hearing-impaired people use sign language, their facial expressions are rich and varied, but to hearing people, it looks more like they are making funny faces.
In this regard, Luo Jingyu is an outlier.
Except for some expressions when talking in sign language with his closest parents and sister, outside, even when chatting with friends like Chen Liang whom he has known for more than ten years, his facial expression is very blank and he wears a mask most of the time.
Maomao loves to read romance novels and once joked to Luo Jingyu that there is a type of male protagonist in novels who has an icy face. When it comes to Luo Jingyu, he is an icy face among the deaf people, and he has no emotion when signing.
Luo Jingyu just laughed it off. Now when facing Zhan Xi, he would not add matching expressions when signing, for fear that Zhan Xi would feel uncomfortable and think he was funny. He thought, he is really not a qualified sign language teacher.
At this time, he had already gestured "I'll help you first."
"First" and "help" are two gestures that Zhanxi would definitely not understand if they were not explained. Luo Jingyu showed her how to do them one by one.
"First", make a fist with your left hand and raise your thumb, then make a fist with your right hand and extend your index finger and hold it horizontally, with the back of your hand facing outwards, and the tip of your index finger touching the tip of your left thumb.
"Bang" means gently pushing the palms of your hands outward twice.
Finally, point your index finger to represent happiness, which is the simplest “you”.
After teaching every sentence, Zhan Xi followed it and said as he did it, "I'm not hungry. Let me help you first."
Luo Jingyu nodded, but didn't give Zhan Xi a thumbs up, nor did he compare himself to "smarter". Zhan Xi stared at him blankly, gradually feeling uneasy, and asked: "Xiao Yu, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"
Luo Jingyu shook her head, looked away and started to process the chicken wings on the chopping board.
Zhan Xi stood beside him and thought for a while, then pulled his sleeve and asked, "Are you thinking about meeting Mr. Chi Jiang the day after tomorrow?"
Luo Jingyu looked at her face, pondered for a moment, and nodded slightly.
"Are you nervous?" Zhan Xi asked.
Luo Jingyu didn't hide it anymore and nodded slightly again.
He had never met a client in person, and the only client he had chatted with online was Zhan Xi. However, he had seen Teacher Xu Qingyan interact with clients at the exhibition. They were talking and laughing, and could talk for a long time while pointing at their embossing works.
At that time, Luo Jingyu always wore a mask while working next to her works. Those works were very large, and some needed to be assembled and adjusted on site. Luo Jingyu could only concentrate on her work and never had the chance to communicate with anyone.
He agreed to meet with the Japanese client, but he didn't know if he could handle it well.
Zhan Xi was infected by his emotions and his mood was no longer as happy as before. He stayed by his side in a listless manner.
Luo Jingyu cut a few cuts on each chicken wing, boiled water in a wok, added cooking wine, ginger slices, star anise and scallion segments, and then put the chicken wings into the pot to blanch.
Zhan Xi watched his movements, but she didn't remember the steps. She looked at Xiao Yu. He was still wearing sportswear, tall and handsome. Zhan Xi thought of his usual attire: down jacket, sweater, sportswear, sneakers...
She pulled his sleeve again. Luo Jingyu turned to look at her. Zhan Xi asked, "Xiao Yu, do you have any more formal clothes? For example, a shirt, a suit, a windbreaker, etc."
Luo Jingyu: “…”
He had never encountered an occasion where he needed to wear these clothes. Even when Luo Xiaomei got married, because it was summer, he went there wearing a T-shirt.
Luo Jingyu shook her head to indicate no.
Zhan Xi organized his words and wanted to speak, but he thought Xiaoyu might not understand the lip reading, so he simply took out his phone and typed it down for him to see:
Xiaoyu, Mr. Ikee is said to be a very polite person. Japanese people generally attach great importance to etiquette, appearance, and clothing, so when you meet him, you can't wear your usual down jacket. Of course, you don't have to wear a suit and tie, at least you have to wear a shirt inside, and if you feel cold, you can add a woolen vest, which looks very gentle, and wear trousers and leather shoes underneath.
After reading it, Luo Jingyu opened her mouth slightly and was stunned.
He didn't have a shirt, trousers, woolen vest or leather shoes.
Zhan Xi patted his arm: "There is still time, go buy it tomorrow."
Luo Jingyu: “…”
Seeing his embarrassment, Zhan Xi understood, thought about it, and asked boldly: "How about... I will go with you to buy it tomorrow night?"
Luo Jingyu could hardly believe her eyes. Seeing that he was stupid, Zhan Xi thought that he didn't understand, so she said it again: "I mean, tomorrow, after I get off work, I will go to the mall with you to buy clothes, okay?"
This time, Luo Jingyu nodded quickly, as if he was afraid that she would regret it. Seeing that he agreed, Zhan Xi smiled and said, "Then it's settled!"
A smile also appeared on Luo Jingyu's lips, and her originally uneasy mood gradually relaxed.
Not long after, the cola chicken wings were ready. Luo Jingyu washed her hands, pointed at the door, and indicated that she wanted to go home.
The rice and dishes that Zhan Xi cooked and prepared were not enough for two people, so she did not keep him. She gave him a thumbs up to express her gratitude. Luo Jingyu smiled, changed her shoes, waved goodbye, and left her house.
Back on the fifteenth floor, Luo Jingyu was not in the mood to continue cooking. She sat down on the chair, opened her mobile phone, and found Ji Hongzhe's WeChat.
He had originally thought of looking for his brother-in-law Gao Yuan, but Gao Yuan had a leg disease and needed crutches to walk. Luo Jingyu thought, he is deaf, and it would be a bit tragic to find a sign language interpreter who also needs crutches. I wonder what the client will think of him.
So, he decided to find Ji Hongzhe.
Big Fish: Xiaozhe, the day after tomorrow at 2pm, are you free? I want you to help me.
Ji Hongzhe: Video, my eyes hurt watching you typing.
What a big fish: Okay.
After the video call with Ji Hongzhe and agreeing on the time and place to meet, Luo Jingyu leaned back in her chair and pinched the bridge of her nose.
I don’t know if it’s his illusion, but his work and life seem to have changed a lot recently, and many of the things he encountered are things he has never experienced before.
It all started late that night when he received a private message from an ID called "Tangchuandan".
He had already uninstalled the app, but he still remembered the emoticon package he sent to Tangchuandan.
—The Internet connects us, so cherish this bond.
The netizen named "Sugar-fried Egg" was later called "Egg Pudding" and asked him to call her "Egg Teacher". Her real name was Zhan Xi, and now she is Huan Huan. She actually lives downstairs from him. She is a tall and thin girl with long hair and is very beautiful.
Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. He originally had no plans, but now he has made an appointment with Huanhuan to go shopping for clothes in the mall, and they will have dinner together before shopping.
It's almost like... a date!
Christmas Eve date.
Luo Jingyu rubbed her face with both hands, trying to make herself more awake, but still failed to drive away the various messy thoughts in her head.
Ah! He is going on a date with Huanhuan!!
Luo Jingyu suddenly jumped up from the chair, trotted into the bedroom, opened the closet door to look at the clothes.
What should I wear tomorrow? Should I dress smarter
After looking around, he found that the jacket and pants were all black. He touched his chin and for the first time felt that his aesthetic taste was terrible.
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At 5:30 p.m. on Tuesday, Luo Jingyu and others were downstairs at Zhanxi Company.
It was after get off work and Christmas Eve, and people in the office building poured out of the elevators one after another, and many girls were dressed up beautifully.
Qingquemen is located on the outskirts of the city. There is more than one man waiting for his female companions to get off work for a date, and some of them are holding flowers in their hands.
Luo Jingyu was dressed in black, wearing a mask, standing in a corner with her hands in her pockets, curiously watching the couples leave in pairs. The girls held the boys' arms intimately, holding flowers in their hands, and each of them smiled sweetly.
Ah... So this is how working people date during the holidays!
Luo Jingyu remembered it, but he felt that flowers would wither no matter how beautifully they were wrapped, but hot flowers would not! Make a small bunch of hot flowers and give it to the girl, she can keep it for a lifetime.
I don't know what kind of flowers she likes...
Just as she was daydreaming, the elevator door opened again and a group of people walked out. Luo Jingyu saw Zhan Xi at a glance. She was wearing a beige woolen coat, her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and she had light makeup on her face. She was particularly beautiful and eye-catching in the crowd.
Zhan Xi also saw him and waved to him with a smile. Just as Luo Jingyu was about to walk over, she saw a tall boy with glasses next to Zhan Xi stop and talk to her.
Zhan Xi had his back to Luo Jingyu, so he couldn't see her expression.
It was not until they finished their conversation and the boy walked out the door that Luo Jingyu went to Zhan Xi.
Zhan Xi looked at him and said with a smile: "Why are you dressed like this today? You look like a secret agent."
Lin Yan looked back again and saw Zhan Xi and the tall man in black standing face to face. Zhan Xi was talking and smiling happily.
Before, Lin Yan saw Zhan Xi waving at the man, but he restrained himself from asking any more questions. He just asked her if she had any plans in the evening. Zhan Xi said she was going out to dinner with friends.
The word "friend" is very broad. The other person had already waited until they came downstairs to the company building, and Zhan Xi didn't seem to want to introduce the person's identity.
Lin Yan sighed and walked towards the parking lot.
Zhan Xi and Luo Jingyu took a taxi to the nearest shopping mall.
It was the first time they rode in a car together, sitting side by side in the back seat. The traffic was a little congested on the festive evening, and the driver complained all the way. Zhan Xi chatted with him and calmed him down.
Luo Jingyu was very cool throughout the whole process. She didn't take off her mask and looked at the Christmas decorations in the shops outside the car window.
The car was called by Zhan Xi, and she paid online after getting off the car. Luo Jingyu felt guilty and thought that he would have to be the one to call a car when he went back.
The mall was also holding an event and there were huge crowds of people. All the restaurants on the fourth and fifth floors were full. Zhan Xi asked at several restaurants, but he had to wait for a table.
Luo Jingyu followed her quietly, like a bodyguard. When they came across crowded places, she would hold Zhan Xi's arm and protect her behind her.
Finally, the two entered a less crowded Thai restaurant and luckily got a booth in the corner.
Zhan Xi took off his coat and sat face to face with Luo Jingyu. The waiter brought the menu. Zhan Xi flipped through it and looked up at the man opposite him: "Xiao Yu, what do you want to eat?"
Luo Jingyu had also taken off her coat and mask, but was still dazed by the huge crowds. She shook her head, pointed at the menu, and signaled Zhan Xi to order.
Zhan Xi didn't hesitate and ordered a few signature dishes, including curry crab, Tom Yum Goong soup, mango rice, etc.
Thai food is not cheap. After ordering, Zhan Xi said to Luo Jingyu, "It's settled. This meal is on my table."
Luo Jingyu: “?”
He couldn't understand why Zhan Xi wanted to treat everyone? A boy and a girl were having a meal together, and it was a holiday, so shouldn't the boy treat everyone? Could it be that... there was a rule that whoever ordered the food would treat everyone? If he had known, he would have ordered the food! Although he had no idea what Thai food was.
Zhan Xi smiled and said, "You've treated me to two meals before, so it's my turn to treat you this time."
Luo Jingyu kept shaking her hands and pointing at herself, almost using sign language in a hurry, but Zhan Xi smiled and said, "Don't fight with me! I wanted to treat you to a meal anyway."
Luo Jingyu: “…”
He was a little unhappy. Why did Huanhuan settle accounts with him so clearly
While waiting for the food, Zhan Xi asked: "Xiao Yu, let me ask you, do you have a budget for buying clothes today?"
Luo Jingyu didn't understand the word "budget". She frowned slightly and drew a question mark on the table with her right hand.
Zhan Xi typed and handed him the phone to show him: Budget, have you ever thought about how much it will cost to buy clothes
Luo Jingyu thought about it and opened the five fingers of her right hand towards her.
Zhan Xi's eyes widened as he said, "Five hundred? Five hundred isn't enough. Clothes in the mall are all quite expensive. I think it should be at least one or two thousand. If that doesn't work, we can go to Uniqlo later. It's cheaper there."
Luo Jingyu only read the rest of her words without understanding what Uniqlo was. However, she did see the "five hundred" at the beginning clearly. She also typed on her phone and handed it to her: 5000
Zhan Xi lowered his head and stared at the screen, falling silent: "..."
When she raised her head again, the look she gave Luo Jingyu was not very natural. She tried to speak slowly and clearly, "Xiao Yu, I think you don't need to invest so much. You just need to dress neatly and appropriately to meet the Japanese. How much money do you make in a month? It's not certain whether the business negotiation will go smoothly. There's no need, really no need."
Luo Jingyu: “?”
It was inconvenient for the two of them to look at each other's phones when they were facing each other, so Zhan Xi simply changed seats to sit next to him, next to Luo Jingyu, and typed on his phone: I mean you don't have to spend so much money, it's a waste.
Luo Jingyu typed: Clothes, you can wear them from now on.
Zhan Xi types: You can go for fast-moving consumer goods brands, where single items are priced at two to three hundred yuan, and four to five hundred yuan is already very good.
Luo Jingyu types: I have money.
Zhan Xi looked up and glared at him, then patted his arm lightly. He wanted to say something but was afraid that he wouldn't be able to see clearly if he said a long sentence, so he just kept typing: Your money is hard-earned, you can't spend it indiscriminately, why are you pretending to be a big shot in front of me!
Luo Jingyu looked innocent, even making typos: I'm not transferring the money.
Zhan Xi tugged at his sleeve, and he looked at her lips. She said angrily, "I know you're not rich!"
Xiaoyu was a person who felt so bad when he gave a girl a rose worth 300 yuan on a blind date, and he refused to give Gu Xinchi a hot flower, saying it was too expensive. He cooked at home every day and never went out to eat. He wore the same few clothes over and over again...
He is a very frugal, even a little stingy guy, but he is very generous to her!
Zhan Xi's expression was serious and worried. Suddenly, an idea popped up in Luo Jingyu's mind. Her strange behavior and language were explained. He suddenly realized and typed: Huanhuan, do you think I'm poor
Zhan Xi: “…”
The two people sat side by side, almost touching each other, and turned their heads to look at each other at the same time, staring at each other, one asking a question seriously, and the other too shy to answer.
Zhan Xi hesitated and hummed: "That's not what I meant..."
Luo Jingyu types: I am not poor.
Zhan Xi: “?”
She slowly raised her eyes, looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "How much money can you make in a month?"
Luo Jingyu once again looked up at the ceiling and calculated with her fingers, but she still couldn't figure it out after calculating for a long time.
Finally, he picked up his phone and typed in front of Zhan Xi.
Zhan Xi looked at his slender and beautiful fingers, first brought up the numeric keypad and typed a "3".
She thought, 3,000 a month! Isn’t that enough?!
Luo Jingyu then typed a “5”.
Zhan Xi thought: Three thousand five hundred... it's more than her mother's pension.
Just as Zhan Xi was waiting for him to type the last two "0", Luo Jingyu switched to the Pinyin keyboard and typed three words plus a punctuation mark: Wan, this year
Zhan Xi: “…”
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