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Unexpected Reunion at the Airport
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Exiting the Genting Group, my assistant and driver, Xiao Zhou, noticed my grim expression and handed me a bottle of water, trying to comfort me. " brother Hu, we can see your efforts and contributions! Although our One Hundred Percent Business Consulting is doing reasonably well in Jiangcheng, the projects at Genting have always been handled by companies with international backgrounds from Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, and Shenzhen. We have no advantage compared to them!"
"Take me to the airport!" I replied curtly.
Today marked the day my boss's daughter, my girlfriend, returned home after studying abroad for four years. My boss and his wife were preparing a grand welcome dinner at home, and I was eager to pick her up.
In my arms was a carefully prepared blood-red rose!
I had been with One Hundred Percent Business Consulting for a long time and had made significant contributions to its development. If my boss were like an emperor from ancient times, then I was akin to a loyal minister; over fifty percent of the company's contracts were signed by me.
president Jiang's daughter, Jiang Xiaoli, was sweet-looking and had an unusual affection for me. She often urged her father to invite me over for dinner so I could share amusing stories from my childhood about catching fish and shrimp in the countryside.
One day, in front of president Jiang and his wife, she boldly confessed her feelings: " brother Hu, I love you!"
I never considered the fact that I was seven years older than her or that our family backgrounds were worlds apart: her family was wealthy while mine consisted of illiterate farmers from Annan County. Though I had some savings, they were merely a fraction of the value created by my boss; in her eyes, I felt insignificant.
I became almost obsessed with her affection and youthful beauty!
Soon enough, the entire company knew that "Director Hu is the future son-in-law of the boss!"
Four years ago, I took Jiang Xiaoli to the airport. She hugged me tightly and said, "Just wait for me! When I come back, we'll get married and I'll have a baby for you!"
I thought this was the most beautiful promise in the world.
The night before she left, we had a date at her small apartment.
With red candles, red wine, music, and roses... The wine didn't intoxicate anyone; it was just the atmosphere that did.
As emotions deepened between us, everything unfolded naturally and smoothly...
But it seemed like I truly got drunk. Was that feeling beautiful?
It seemed... perhaps it was.
As president Jiang grew older and less energetic, I often worked overtime; military cots and instant noodles became standard supplies in my office.
In my role as the chairman's assistant, I exercised the responsibilities of the general manager.
Over these four years, many peers struggled due to external circumstances and even had to lay off employees to survive. Yet our One Hundred Percent Business Consulting thrived against the current, with business volume and profit margins increasing year by year.
Our competitiveness and reputation soared above all others in Jiangcheng.
During these four years, I also had countless opportunities to interact with women.
At the industry annual conference, I exchanged business cards, clinked glasses, and had a delightful conversation with Sister Hua, a senior from Jiangbei University who studied statistics two years ahead of me. We hit it off immediately, but later, when she invited me to dinner and concerts, I found various excuses to politely decline.
I have my Jiang Xiaoli!
Now that she is coming back, not only do I want to present her with flowers, but I also want to give her a big surprise! For now, this remains my secret.
That familiar figure emerged from the terminal!
But why does she seem so unfamiliar?
Yes, it was Jiang Xiaoli who stepped out, but the graceful demeanor couldn't hide her prominently rounded belly!
A younger and more handsome guy was tightly wrapped around her waist!
Who am I?
Where did I come from?
Where am I going?
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