When the blue sky was painted pink by the setting sun, Lai Yang, like the protagonist in the painter's pen, appeared again downstairs of the building, holding a flyer in his hand, but glancing towards the door from time to time.
The white-collar workers were all going home after get off work. After waiting for a while, he saw Tian Jing's beautiful figure walking out as if she had just come down to earth.
The wind blew in from the street, ruffling her hair and making her snow-white neck even more seductive.
Lai Yang moved his jaw a few times and was about to step forward to say hello, but suddenly, several middle-aged men and women at the entrance of the building blocked Tian Jing's way.
Lai Yang saw the group of people when he first arrived, but he didn't pay much attention to them. But after they blocked Tian Jing, Lai Yang suddenly felt that the situation was not good.
Tianjing said something while carrying her bag, and then Qianying wanted to leave, but the other party blocked her again, causing Tianjing to frown slightly.
At this moment, two little people in Laiyang's brain started a meeting. One of them said not to go over there yet, be careful not to cause trouble, the theater is already in enough trouble right now, don't create any more trouble.
The other voice said it very simply, just two words.
"Yang, go!"
Lai Yang walked quickly towards Tian Jing. The wind blew from behind, pushing him to speed up his pace.
As soon as he got closer, the bursts of squeaking noises made Lai Yang instantly understand what was happening.
It turned out that these people were all merchants who wanted to renew their leases, and they gathered together specifically to block the boss of the marketing department.
But they actually mistook Tian Jing for the marketing director and kept calling her Mr. Zhao.
Tianqing's pretty face was full of embarrassment, and she explained that they had recognized the wrong person.
"Mr. Zhao, please don't beat around the bush. I've seen the marketing staff treat you with great respect. There's really no other way to see you this way. I can't find you every time I go to the company!"
"That's right, Mr. Zhao. Our shop is well rented. We don't owe rent. How can this happen?"
The group of people became more and more excited as they spoke, and their quiet and delicate little faces were full of helplessness: "You really made a mistake, I am not Mr. Zhao."
"Did you recognize the wrong person? Which department of the group are you from?" a middle-aged woman asked sharply.
"I..." Tian Jing said, but suddenly paused.
But it was this reaction that made everyone more convinced that she was refusing, and everyone began to become agitated.
"She's really not President Zhao!"
Suddenly, Lai Yang shouted, and everyone's eyes turned to him.
When Tian Jing saw clearly that it was Lai Yang, her red lips slightly opened and a complex look flashed in her eyes.
"She is just a secretary of the group. Why are you surrounding her? Mr. Zhao is a man."
Lai Yang strode forward and glanced at Tian Jing out of the corner of his eye, and found that there was a hint of blush on her snow-white face.
Is it embarrassment? Is it surprise? Or something else
What
"I clearly saw the people from the marketing department being very polite to her, how could it not be President Zhao?" someone retorted.
"What nonsense! How can there be such a young director?" This was said partly to smooth things over, and partly to express Lai Yang's own thoughts.
I had just met Tian Jing at that time, and I never thought that she could be the CEO at such a young age?!
Sure enough, these words were useful. After hearing them, everyone looked at each other, and then looked at the middle-aged man in the lead.
"Then she...then who are you? What's your relationship with her?" The man spoke anxiously.
"I'm her boyfriend..." Lai Yang choked and almost shouted that he was her boyfriend.
Tian Jing seemed to have guessed what he was going to say. She looked at him with her beautiful eyes, causing Lai Yang's face to feel a burning pain.
In this extremely embarrassing situation, Lai Yang discovered that the real Mr. Zhao had just walked out of the building's door, and immediately pointed at him and shouted.
"Look, that one is Mr. Zhao! Go and stop him!"
When everyone turned around, Lai Yang grabbed Tian Jing's slender wrist and pulled her to run quickly towards the street.
Lai Yang's heartbeat suddenly quickened with his steps. The cold wind blew in his face, but instead of making him feel cold, it made his face turn red.
A great sense of excitement spread like ripples in his heart.
He could clearly hear the pounding of his heart and the buzzing of his ears.
"Laiyang, let go, you're hurting me!"
After running to the corner of the building, Lai Yang heard Tian Jing's rapid and coquettish voice. Only then did he realize that the hand he had been holding all the way was Tian Jing's.
After she said that, Lai Yang suddenly felt the palm of his hand was smooth and soft, and his old face turned red!
Holy shit! Holding hands
No wonder my heart is beating so fast!
Lai Yang was shocked and found that he had clenched his little hand until it turned red.
Tian Jing rubbed her red slender jade fingers, her beautiful eyes staring at Lai Yang, as if she wanted to say something, but after her red lips moved a few times, not a single word came out.
But that originally fair face was now extremely red.
On a street corner, in the cold winter evening, a man and a woman were sitting in silence, with only red faces and the three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment that Laiyang had dug out from his soles…
"Hey, if I hadn't been so cunning... uh, smart today, you would have been trampled by the merchants." Lai Yang's dry mouth was racking his brains to find a topic.
Tian Jing raised her pretty face, which was as red as the sunset, and pretended to be indifferent: "Oh, so I should thank you?"
"Oh, I'm so grateful for your kindness. Hehe, please be so kind as to renew the lease for just me." Lai Yang said half-jokingly.
"Oh~ So you were waiting here?" Tian Jing laughed unhappily.
The soft light of dusk made her skin look extremely pink.
Shengxiang, her smile made Laiyang feel the ripples in his heart start to surge again.
"If you meet the criteria, I can consider it. Otherwise, forget it." Tian Jing put away her sweet smile and left with light steps.
"Oh, you're leaving now? Mr. Zhao, bah! Jingjing, let's..." Lai Yang hurriedly chased after him.
She froze her graceful figure, staring at Lai Yang with her beautiful eyes: "Don't call me that."
Lai Yang swallowed and looked angry.
"If you don't want to shout, then don't shout. I know this is your boyfriend's exclusive nickname, right?" Lai Yang thought of the man and said stubbornly.
"I don't have a boyfriend."
After Tian Jing finished speaking, she took small steps with her long legs and walked towards the street.
Lai Yang stood there for a few seconds, and suddenly felt excited.
A few seconds later he chased after her and shouted, "What's wrong with me yelling Jingjing? I just like yelling?"
"Whatever you want."
"JingJing, do you want to watch the performance? It's free for you."
"It's all the same old jokes. I'm tired of hearing them. Besides, we don't know each other very well."
Lai Yang paused, and then he suddenly realized, no wonder Tian Jing was so cold today, it turned out that she was holding a grudge against what he said last time
So mean!
"Oh, we are very familiar with each other. I won't charge you for the ticket if you go to the show." Lai Yang caught up with him and said in a nasty way.
"I don't like to take advantage of others."
"Then you pay for the ticket. Come on, scan me, WeChat or Alipay?" Lai Yang took out his mobile phone and handed it over.
Tian Jing stood still and looked at him unhappily: "What on earth are you going to do?"
"I want to do..."
Lai Yang didn't want to stop here, but his brain suddenly went blank, and these three words aroused endless imagination. After just two or three seconds, his pretty face began to turn red.
this…
She walked away, the clacking sound of her high heels on the asphalt road was particularly pleasant, but her lonely figure was made to look desolate by the setting sun.
Lai Yang felt that she was a little lonely, a little fickle and unpredictable.
As expected, Tian Jing did not come to the evening performance. Maybe it was really like she said, she was tired of hearing the same old jokes, but it was not so easy to change the jokes that could be performed commercially.
A good five-minute segment takes a long time to polish, at least more than a month, so the problem of content updating seems to be the Achilles' heel of this industry.
Lai Yang felt that the promise that Tian Jing had made was impossible to fulfill, and this seemed to be the dead end of the theater.
However, the only thing that made him feel at ease today was hearing that the man was not Tian Jing's boyfriend.
Although this matter has nothing to do with me, it just feels good.
Tomorrow is Friday, and Yunbin Group will also be on weekend holiday, so... will she come tomorrow night