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I arrived early at the location where I had arranged to meet Du Yuwei, a stylish Chinese teahouse called Lao Chaguan. The weather in the afternoon was very nice, so the teahouse was crowded. However, most of the people there were elderly. As a young person dressed in formal attire, I naturally stood out as an outlier.
"Xiao Meng."
I looked in the direction of the voice and saw Du Yuwei waving at me. He arrived earlier than me. Actually, he looks quite attractive when he's serious. It's just that I've seen him fooling around too much, so I always feel like he doesn't have a serious side. He comforted me, "Mrs. Jiang is actually quite easy to talk to, so you don't need to worry too much."
"I am very satisfied with my design, and I believe that Mrs. Jiang won't be critical this time."
The manuscript in my hand seemed to have a certain power that supported my belief, and I felt that this time it would definitely succeed.
Mrs. Jiang came in gracefully, looking a bit unwell and sickly.
Du Yuwei introduced me to her, and she responded with a cold "hmm" after which she said, "I don't understand your professional jargon. I just want to go with my feeling to design that yard as I said." She was very determined and indeed a difficult client to deal with.
"Mrs. Jiang, this is the revised plan for your review."
I opened the folder and introduced it to her page by page, detailing the original intention of each landscape design, specific materials, the functions and symbolism of the plants, and even incorporating the feng shui and aesthetics that Zhou Heng had taught me.
Mrs. Jiang looked at me incredulously, without interrupting me, and finally just said, "I didn't expect you, so young, to understand all of this."
"I won't hide it from you, at first I really didn't understand what Mrs. Jiang meant by her words. It wasn't until I experienced it myself that I found the answer."
Du Yuwei gave me a look of admiration, I rolled my eyes at him and continued to say to her, "I think Mrs. Jiang is a believer, right?"
She looked surprised, and a hint of joyous smile appeared on her round face, "How did you know?"
She reached out and held my hand, and for a moment we were warm with each other: "Miss Ling, I am a Taoist and often go to Qingyun Temple to burn incense. I am very satisfied with the courtyard you designed, and I will sign the contract with you immediately."
Du Yuwei quickly said, "I told you Mrs. Jiang is very easy to communicate with. Great, we will definitely satisfy you."
Her originally happy mood dimmed, and her voice became very low: "Once the courtyard is finished, he will be happy to see it when he comes back, and I can also spend some good time with him."
I don't know who the "he" she mentioned is, but I can tell she is very sad.
"What about next, will Mrs. Jiang go there for another field trip?"
Du Yuwei speaks politely, but his casual appearance is completely different from his serious demeanor.
I know, this order is fine, so I hold the teacup with a clear conscience. The tea is bitter, with a hint of sweetness. Just like me at this moment, although I've worked hard for several nights, seeing the guests satisfied makes it all worthwhile. After discussing the contract with Mrs. Jiang, it's already 5:30, and Du Yuwei finally breathed a sigh of relief. I saw his politeness towards Mrs. Jiang, but I don't know what background this Mrs. Jiang has.
He generously said, "I'm in a good mood today, so I'll treat you to dinner."
I deliberately said, "If you're treating, then I want to eat something good."
He grinned, "Ling Xiaomeng, you've got me figured out as a good person."
I really want to slap him twice. He doesn't look like a good person at all, clearly he's a heartless slave owner. I have to work overtime on the weekend.
"Get in the car."
Du Yuwei This person has no proper appearance, but has always taken care of me. When we were in college, we met because we were in the same club, and our relationship has always been good.
Not long after graduating, he started a company, and the first person he thought of was me. Our relationship is that of friends and teammates. "Today, I'll show you the ropes and take you to new heights," said Wei Ge.
He had a tough look, with his hands in his pockets, staring at the tall tower across the street. It was the famous revolving restaurant in Rongcheng.
"Well, it seems like you're feeling very generous today, bringing me to such a high-end place."
He actually took me to the Pearl Tower Revolving Restaurant for dinner, my first time there. I decided to treat him to a meal to reward him for his recent overtime.
He said with a smile, "For you, I will definitely spare no effort."
He reached out and pulled my arm, dragging me onto the elevator.
"Do you have something to ask me? Why do I feel so flustered?"
" Xiao Meng Meng, how can you doubt my good intentions?"
"You have good intentions, huh!"
"You are my best friend...."
Tonight's meal really made Du Yuwei bleed. On the way back home, he furrowed his brows and said with concern, "I've invested a lot, so you need to work even harder for me."
"Come on, you cheapskate. Isn't my work attitude upright enough? Isn't that hard work?"
How much effort did I put into this job for Mrs. Jiang?
He glanced at me through the rearview mirror, as if he had something to ask. Or maybe I was the one who spoke first and asked him, "What do you want to ask?" "Well, I heard that you went to have your fortune told." I sat up straight and asked, "Who told you?"
Actually, do I even need to say it? It's definitely Yao Yao. She's so obvious in her efforts to please the boss. I can't help but sigh. Yao Yao truly lives up to her reputation as a big-mouthed person.
"You, an atheist, going to get your fortune told, really challenges my understanding of you."
"You don't need to understand me. Just focus on taking care of your flowers and plants, big boss."
"Do you feel jealous?"
"Don't be shameless."
"Then tell me, what are you counting today? Is it when you're getting married?"
"g-u-n, get lost."
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