Last time
My mind suddenly switched to many scenes, including one of me and him in a Japanese food shop, some on the road, and some in the car...
I also thought about the man’s shirt in the trash can at home.
Everything flashed by like a movie.
I immediately turned my head to look at Luo Xiangdong, with a look of realization on my face, and said aloud: "You were the one who sent me home last time?"
Luo Xiangdong looked at my slightly widened eyes. His expression remained unchanged and he asked without answering, "What do you think?"
"I have no memory at all..."
To say that I have no memory at all, I just don’t remember what happened after Luo Xiangdong sent me back to my apartment. I can still vaguely remember it when I was in his car.
"I really don't do something good once in eight hundred years, and I will regret it for eight hundred years after I do it."
This is Luo Xiangdong's evaluation of me, or himself.
After I heard this, I thought about the shirt that had been vomited on, and I suddenly felt sorry.
With full guilt in my eyes, I said out loud: "I'm sorry, Mr. Luo, I woke up this morning and saw that shirt. I have always wanted to apologize to you, but I never found the chance."
Luo Xiangdong's handsome face was full of teasing, and he asked aloud: "Is there only an apology?"
I paused and quickly replied: "Thank you, thank you for sending me home."
Luo Xiangdong snorted proudly and then looked away.
The red light turned green and he continued driving.
"Liang Zijin, you owe me a favor."
Just when I thought Luo Xiangdong wouldn't say anything more, he unexpectedly spoke.
When I heard this, my first reaction was that my scalp was numb, because I inexplicably thought of what he had said before in the hot spring club: I like to cut meat with a slow knife...
Emotionally, he put me in the Luo family, intending to slowly torture me.
The car drove all the way to Luo's underground parking lot. I looked at the time displayed on my phone. It was just past eight o'clock.
I unbuckled my seat belt and said loudly: "Mr. Luo, thank you. I will wash the clothes and return them to you later."
Luo Xiangdong did not continue the topic of clothes, but just said to me: "Liang Zijin, don't do that kind of thing like going out to accompany clients in the future."
When I heard this, I immediately took action.
Luo Xiangdong's expression remained unchanged as he continued: "I'll ask someone to say hello to your minister later, or if you want to be directly promoted to a higher position, that's fine."
I was so panicked that I hurriedly replied: "No need, Mr. Luo... I studied languages in college, and now I just want to work well in the translation department."
When Luo Xiangdong saw this, he said calmly: "It's up to you. Anyway, don't let me find you dressed like that and accompanying clients outside."
I subconsciously explained aloud: "That was an accident..."
Luo Xiangdong also quickly replied: "Then we will prevent such accidents from happening."
He said it very forcefully, but somehow I didn't hate it, but... my blood boiled up.
When I get nervous or anxious, my face turns red, and this little thought is written on my face.
For fear that Luo Xiangdong would notice something strange about me, I quickly said: "I understand, I'll leave first."
Luo Xiangdong didn't say anything. I unbuckled my seat belt and got out of the car, nodded to him, and then walked quickly to the elevator entrance.
He kept his feet on the ground all the way, and only after entering the elevator did he let out a long sigh of relief.
Although I have only been in love once, I am not completely ignorant about things between men and women. It can even be said that I am sensitive.
Luo Xiangdong said this kind of thing again and again. If he is not interested in me, it can only be because he is good at ambiguity and makes women have strange psychology.
I still can't figure out why Luo Xiangdong looks at me differently. Is it just because I dare to do what others dare not to do that I call him an 'animal that thinks with the lower body'
If this is the case, then all I can say is... he is really mean.
I came to the translation department with a feeling of trepidation. It was the peak period of work at this time, and almost 70% of the staff had already arrived one after another.
Everyone is wearing business attire, or even light business attire of jeans and high heels.
It’s just me, wearing pure sports casual clothes, plus flat shoes, and give me a club, and I can play a round of golf on the spot.
Although Mr. Luo did not explicitly say that you must wear professional attire to work, he did say that you should not dress too casually. From the bottom employees of the company to the top executives, no one is wearing a suit that is neat and professional.
The way I am dressed now is really out of tune with everyone else. As soon as he appeared, he immediately attracted everyone's surprised eyes.
I quickly returned to my seat in a low-key manner and immersed myself in my work, hoping that I would become a transparent person and never attract the attention of the minister and deputy minister.
But because I didn’t sleep well last night, I started to feel sleepy as soon as I sat down. My eyelids trembled and I almost knocked on the table several times.
Just when I was upset, someone suddenly slapped me hard on the shoulder from behind. I was so frightened that I lost all my senses. I was startled and looked back.
Wang Huining appeared with a smile. Seeing my face turning pale, she said aloud: "You are so coward, have you done something wrong?"
With a bitter look on my face, I touched my heart and replied aloud: "Sister Huining, you scared me to death. If I did something wrong, forget it. If I didn't do anything wrong and I was still scared by you, what do you mean? Am I wronged?”
Wang Huining had exquisite makeup on her face, and her eyelashes were flickering. After hearing this, she was about to reply with something, but suddenly the conversation changed. She looked at my clothes and raised her eyebrows and said, "You didn't go home last night?"
I seemed to have been caught in a pigtail, and my expression immediately changed, and then I asked, "Where did you see it?"
Wang Huining stared at me, looked me up and down, and then replied confidently: "I am wearing sportswear, flat shoes, and some light green... You must have gone to the golf course yesterday, right?"
Although it was a question, the tone was almost like an affirmation.
My eyes suddenly widened, and I said with great admiration: "Sister Huining, how about I call you Fulmo Hui tomorrow? You are so amazing."
Wang Huining smiled and said, "Let's go."
I really admire Wang Huining. She wears contact lenses every day. Her eyesight is as good as her fiery eyes.
Just as I was thinking about it, Wang Huining looked at my face again, then mysteriously slid the chair in front of me and said in a low voice: "Zijin, didn't you go to accompany the client yesterday?"
I looked calm and replied: "Yes."
"Then you...you yesterday, you..."
Wang Huining suddenly looked hesitant to speak. It took me a few seconds to realize what she was thinking.
With a slumped face, I made a speechless expression and replied aloud: "Sister Huining, where did you think you were? I wouldn't sacrifice myself for five Japanese customers?"
Wang Huining whispered: "Then why are your eyes swollen? You haven't gone home all night. Are they bullying you? If so, you have to say, we can't let others bully us like this!"
Before I could answer, she fired like a machine gun and spoke very quickly: "It's not worth sacrificing yourself for customers, but how many people sacrifice themselves to stay in Luo's? I've seen this kind of thing too many times. Don't Let’s not talk about it. The important thing is that the other party is handsome. When I think of him as a Japanese customer, my heart goes... "
Before she could finish speaking, I quickly reached out and pressed her arm, interrupting loudly: "Sister Huining, sister Huining, listen to me, I swear to the light, I really am not talking to those Japanese customers. how's it going."
As I said that, I raised three fingers confidently.
Wang Huining looked at me dubiously, raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you sure?"
I nodded: "I'm sure."
Wang Huining breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said: "I was scared to death. I thought you were wronged."
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After being fucked like this by her, I no longer felt sleepy.
Wang Huining likes gossip the most. I thought this matter was over, but I didn’t expect that after a while, she immediately came over, blinked, and asked mysteriously: "Zijin, didn't you follow me last night?" If you’re with a client, who are you with?”
I was speechless for a moment, and I couldn't help but picture Luo Xiangdong in my mind.
If I said that I played cards with Luo Xiangdong all night... would she believe it
I rolled my eyes slightly, smiled quickly, and replied aloud: "I was with a few friends and played mahjong all night."
Wang Huining didn't believe it, frowned and said: "The client's matter has not been settled yet. How much leisure do you have to play mahjong all night?"
I pretended to be helpless and sighed and replied: "I have a few friends whom I haven't seen for a long time. Suddenly they made an appointment to play cards, and I couldn't refuse. Not only had I just finished playing ball with a client, I immediately went to the friend's appointment, including my clothes." I didn’t even have time to change it.”
I'm really lying now without even batting an eyelid.
I have been here at Luo's for so long, and I am the closest to Wang Huining. I really didn't hide anything from her, so after my 'sincere' explanation, she still believed me.
When work time comes, everyone is busy doing their own things in their seats.
After all, I was still in the internship period, so important work was not assigned to me. All I was given were simple document translations.
After I finished translating, I had some free time, and somehow Luo Xiangdong popped into my mind, as well as the first phone number I handed him yesterday, which showed Yi Yang.
If I went directly to ask Wang Huining about Luo Xiangdong, she would definitely notice my concern for Luo Xiangdong, so I quietly turned on the computer and searched Luo Zhenye, chairman of the Luo Group.
Everything about Luo Zhenye quickly appeared on the encyclopedia, but I only paid attention to one part, the family component.
Luo Zhenye has two wives and three children.
Luo Xiangdong is Luo Zhenye's second son, and he also has a daughter and an eldest son.
The eldest son, Luo Xiangyu, is married to Mi Lan, the daughter of a wealthy Chinese-Canadian businessman. They have a son and a daughter. Only their English names were exposed and no photos were taken.
The eldest daughter, Luo Man, married a foreigner and gave birth to a son. There are also no photos exposed, but the year of their marriage is available.
When I saw this information, I thought to myself that Luo Xiangdong said: The caller was my nephew.
Since he is a nephew, he can only be Luo Man's son. I calculated the year Luo Man got married. Then her son is only eleven or twelve years old this year. There is absolutely no way he is Kuang Yiyang. No wonder Zheng Zeyu said his age is not right. .
I was lost in thought when I suddenly heard someone calling my name: "Liang Zijin."
I felt guilty, so I quickly closed the webpage and looked back.
The visitor was none other than Yang Yi, who was dressed in yellow professional attire.
I stood up subconsciously and asked nervously: "Senior, what's the matter?"
Compared with the angry words before, when Yang Yi saw me today, he showed an unexpected smile. He even reached out and patted my shoulder and said loudly: "Liang Zijin, you have a moment."
The sudden compliment made me feel flattered, or rather, Monk Zhang Er was confused.
Yang Yi looked at my confused look and explained aloud: "In the email I just received, the Japanese customer has withdrawn the complaint, and..."
She drawled deliberately to show off her words.
I asked anxiously: "And what happened?"
"They are still willing to sign the contract."
Hearing this, I immediately raised the corners of my lips and said with a smile, "Really?"
Yang Yi was also happy. She nodded and replied, "I'm also confused. Their faces turned around so fast. What kind of magic medicine did you give them?"