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Yes, I got drunk last night and I threw up.
He got up and made breakfast.
Slowly cooked millet porridge, with added red dates and white fungus, very sticky, fragrant, and sweet. Paired with egg pancakes and pickled vegetables mixed with scallions and sesame oil, the crunchy texture in the mouth, the taste... I don't know if this is the real worldly pleasure or divine cuisine. I drank two full bowls of porridge and ate two whole pancakes. After eating my fill, I suddenly remembered that staying out without permission is absolutely not allowed by my parents. I panicked and searched for my phone. I wonder how worried they will be tonight! I wonder how angry they will be!
He said while washing the dishes, "Last night I told my aunt that you are with me."
He dried his hands, took out his phone and showed me the WeChat conversation between him and my mom.
At the end, my mom sent a "happy" emoji and five words: "Auntie knows now."
What's going on?
After finishing cleaning up, I said, "Do you want to take me to your workplace to have a look? I want to step into your world and take a look."
"You might be disappointed after seeing it," he chuckled.
"I don't care, just take me there!" I pouted.
Driving from Tianjin to Beijing is very fast. Near the New World in Dongcheng District, there is a 200-square-meter office, where a group of workers are still installing office furniture. There isn't even a sign on the door.
Qin Zhijiang apologetically said, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed myself. This is a new company I've just started to prepare for a short film. I haven't prepared anything yet... By the way, would you like to come and help me, of course, if you don't mind?"
I immediately agreed. I need something to do.
The Earth is vast, while the capital city is small.
As the company was completed and personnel had not yet arrived, a group led by Wang Minghan made their entrance. This self-proclaimed successful man wore a well-tailored black suit, the collar slightly open, showcasing his flamboyance. On his wrist, he sported a large gold watch that caught the eye, its band polished to a mirror-like shine. However, to me, it exuded a sense of ostentation beneath its luxury. He did not need glasses but wore a pair of gold-rimmed reading glasses perched on his nose, embodying the saying, "the brothel always pretends to be elegant."
He sat in a top-of-the-line black business Mercedes-Benz, the paint shining like new, the windows half open, revealing the comfortable seats and exquisite interior decorations inside. A tall, strong man held a black business bag for him, while Zhou Manli followed closely by his side. Wang Minghan said he saw this cultural media company called "New World" from his "circle" and wanted to come over to discuss investment.
When I saw that the host was me and Qin Zhijiang, Wang Minghan couldn't help but laugh, very exaggerated and unrestrained, as if the two of us appearing at the same time was a huge joke.
After finally stopping laughing, he sat down on the chair that had been arranged for him in Gao Jiazhuang, crossed his legs and shook his feet, looking at the two of us: "Lao Qin, seeing you, I have lost interest in investing. However, for the sake of the five beautiful women, I will invest. You name the amount, it's just a token, let the five beautiful women speak, whatever she says goes."
I don't know what Wang Minghan meant by "circle," but my understanding is that it's a platform similar to financing.
If Wang Minghan knows that New World Company is short of money, then Qin Zhijiang should also be short of money.
But I can't let a man humiliate the man I cooperate with and the man I like in front of me.
I directly stopped Qin Zhijiang who was about to speak: "Why don't you tell me if you need money? I have some in my hand, you can take it first."
I turned to Wang Minghan and said, " manager Wang, I may have made you come here for nothing." Later, I apologized to Qin Zhijiang, "I'm sorry, was I too stubborn and drove away your investor?" Qin Zhijiang looked at me with a smile as I handed him the bank card, "Miss, what I lack is not small change."
Looking at the empty office space, he felt more ordinary and plain than usual: "Aren't you afraid of wasting your investment on me?"
I gave him a meaningful look: "Money can't buy my willingness."
Qin Zhijiang was very surprised, but then he smiled.
I thought he was unhappy with the small amount of money. I insisted stubbornly, "There's over eight million in the account. If it's not enough, I'll ask my family again..." But he suddenly put the card in his pocket and said, "No need to ask your family, this is a big help for me."
Years of savings gone in an instant, yet I am very happy. What do you think about this?
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