Phi-Fic Chapter 300 does have a certain aesthetic sense.
Chapter 300 does have a certain aesthetic sense.
Qingyuelou Private Room
Yan Zhixu put down his phone, just as President Xue next to him raised his glass and said with a smile, "That's about enough. Let's all toast President Zhou, who has come from afar, with this last bit of wine."
Since it was a lunch gathering and it wasn't appropriate to drink too much, the group of over ten people at the table only opened one bottle of red wine, with each person receiving only half a glass. Drinking was free throughout the meal. Now that the meal was nearing its end, Mr. Xue initiated this round of toasts.
The executives then raised their glasses and said some polite and respectful words to Lisa.
Lisa, holding her wine glass, smiled and thanked them, her beautiful eyes looking at Yan Zhixu, who was two seats away.
Yan Zhixu tilted her head back slightly, slowly drinking the last bit of liquid in her glass, while listening to Xu Chaofeng's words beside her, paying no attention to her at all.
She pursed her lips, looked away, and tilted her head back to finish the drink in one gulp.
Before long, the group got up and left the private room.
Yan Zhixu walked in front, followed closely by Xu Chaofeng, who was just a special assistant, not a bodyguard. It was unclear who he was guarding against by following so closely.
A few steps later, Lisa stared at the tall, straight back of the man in front of her, inwardly grumbling.
Upon closer inspection, she noticed something: the style of his suit—
Isn't that the same logo she saw on the men's clothing that woman bought at the mall that day?
So you're wearing it now?
This just proves that they are indeed dating!
Lisa's eyes were filled with jealousy and anger. She had loved the man for so many years, but she hadn't been able to win him over, and another woman had beaten her to it!
Although he was angry, he was also conflicted.
It must be admitted that Liang Liangwei, as a stylist, has a certain aesthetic sense.
The suit is well-tailored and made of superior material. The collar, front, cuffs, and hem are all trimmed with fine gold trim, which subtly embellishes the suit and enhances its shape, perfectly showcasing the man's tall and slender figure.
……
As the group came down the stairs, Lisa was about to call out to Yan Zhixu that she was a little drunk and wanted to ride in his car when Mr. Xue, who was about to go to the front desk to pay the bill, spoke up first.
"President Yan, I just arrived in Lao Yu's car. Lao Yu is going to another place later, so I'll take your car back to the company."
Yan Zhixu nodded: "Okay."
No matter how spacious his Bentley was, Xu Chaofeng would drive while he sat in the back, and President Xue would also sit in the back. If she were to sit there as well, as a woman, she would inevitably be arranged to sit in the passenger seat, which would be too beneath her dignity. This was something Lisa could not accept, even in the car of someone she liked.
So she didn't make that request, but instead asked Xu Chaofeng to call a designated driver for her.
Xu Chaofeng did as instructed and quickly arranged for a designated driver.
Yan Zhixu turned around and glanced at her. Lisa looked over as well. Their eyes met, and she thought he might have something to say to her. Then she heard the man suddenly look at another executive beside her and give an order in a very calm tone.
"Director Li, please stay and keep Mr. Zhou company until the designated driver arrives before you leave."
Director Li: "Okay, Ms. Yan."
Lisa's face immediately darkened, but Yan Zhixu ignored her and turned to walk towards the hotel entrance.
At the main gate, Shen Zhengming was saying goodbye to the Ning family's agent in the southwest.
A soft voice came from behind me: "President Yan, shall we go straight back to the company?"
"Let's take Mr. Xue back to the company first, then we'll go..."
Mr. Yan?
The surname was a bit sensitive, and Shen Zhengming subconsciously turned his head to look.
Sure enough, a tall, handsome man walked out of the hotel entrance surrounded by others.
Who else could this person be but Yan Zhixu, whom he has been unable to stop paying attention to lately?
Seemingly noticing his gaze, Yan Zhixu glanced in his direction, her gaze indifferent, but her eyelids twitched slightly and a mocking smile appeared on her lips.
That look...
That look was definitely not friendly!
Shen Zhengming's brow twitched; he suspected that this man also knew him!
Yan Zhixu was indeed surprised to see Shen Zhengming, but since the hotel was a public place and anyone could come, he didn't pay much attention.
Thinking about how this person had even the slightest connection with his girlfriend, and recalling the bouquet of flowers from that day, as well as the "late-night snack" he'd heard about, he did feel a bit annoyed.
But it doesn't matter, he's just an insignificant person.
He curled the corners of his lips into a smile, looked away, and walked straight past Shen Zhengming.
Shen Zhengming felt aggrieved by that look and smile, but he could only watch helplessly as the person walked away.
After seeing the agent off, he stood outside the gate and rubbed his temples.
Then he remembered that during the meal, he had asked Liang Liangwei on WeChat if her boyfriend had ordered her meal, and she hadn't denied it. And now he had seen this man at Qingyue Restaurant...
It was hard for him not to suspect that this man was the "boyfriend" Liang Liangwei had mentioned.
Liang Liangwei is a person with high standards for the people and things around her, and ordinary people cannot meet her discerning eyes, if it really is this man.
He really felt that his chances of winning were slim.
A sense of resentment and irritation rose in my heart.
The contradictory psychology of knowing that one may not be able to win, yet still not wanting to give up.
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In the afternoon, Liang Liangwei received a call to do the styling for a wealthy young lady who was going to an important blind date that evening.
This was a client introduced to her by Xiao Ling. Her surname was Zhen. After chatting with her while she was getting her hair and makeup done, Xiao Ling learned that Ms. Zhen and He Yaxiu were good friends.
It's quite normal for wealthy heiresses to be friends or enemies; it all depends on whether they like each other or their values align.
Ms. Zhen has a nice personality. I had seen her news online before, and she said with a smile that she had blocked Le Peier and decided to be her fan from now on. She would contact her whenever she needed styling.
Liang Liangwei smiled and politely thanked her.
Miss Zhen then asked her slyly, "Everyone online says you and that CEO Yan are a perfect match. Are you two actually dating?"
Liang Liangwei has been asked this question by many people recently, and she has a fixed answer: "If I say I don't have one, you definitely won't believe me. If I say I do, you'll say I'm daydreaming. What can I say? Anyway, I have a boyfriend."
Miss Zhen blinked. So, was this an admission or a denial?
not understand.
She wanted to ask more, but then Liang Liangwei's phone rang.
Liang Liangwei didn't answer the phone immediately because she was doing her hair.
The phone rang until I hung up, then rang again a short while later.
Miss Zhen couldn't help but say, "You should answer it first, just in case your boyfriend is calling you."
Liang Liangwei smiled and said, "Then I'll pause for a few minutes."
Put down your tools, take out your phone, and walk away to answer the call.
The call was from Mrs. Wen: "Weiwei, are you busy?"
Liang Liangwei: "I'm not very busy. Is there anything else you need to discuss, Mrs. Wen?"
She thought the other party wanted to discuss the styling for the agreed-upon business event again.
Mrs. Wen smiled and said, "No, that's already been agreed upon, it won't change. Didn't we say we'd have dinner another day? Do you have time today? Let's have dinner together?"
Liang Liangwei raised an eyebrow. Aren't invitations to dinner just polite formalities? This Madam Wen actually... took it seriously?
It's not that two people can't have meals together, but is it really necessary to be so particular about having meals together every two days?
She paused for two seconds, and Mrs. Wen, thinking she was in a difficult position, said, "Actually, I wanted to introduce you to another client, the friend who came to see me at the end when we met at the coffee shop the other day. She also wants you to do her hair and makeup, so I'm just making an introduction for you."