Pan Qiaomu needs to coordinate a lot of things and is very busy, so he doesn't have much time to deal with his emotions.
He quickly drank a bottle of beer, then walked into the bathroom without any abnormalities, locked the door, and vomited.
After vomiting, he relaxed a little, washed his face, frowned and replied to a few work WeChat messages, wiped his face, and returned to the box without any abnormalities.
Pushing open the splendid door, Pan Qiaomu's amber pupils glanced around and suddenly saw Chen Jiaxian.
At some point, the distinguished guest sat next to her.
What does it mean for him to sit next to her?
I paid Mama Sang, does this seat need to be occupied by a talented female employee?
Pan Qiaomu took a cup casually, poured half a glass of wine, walked over with it, and pushed Chen Jiaxian aside without showing any trace: "Why are you so happy to talk?"
As he spoke, he raised his glass and drank all the wine on his own initiative.
The couch was crowded and he could feel her arm pressed against his side.
The distinguished guest touched his lips very reservedly. Chen Jiaxian smiled and told Pan Qiaomu: "We are talking about Feng Shui metaphysics."
Pan Qiaomu smiled, with peach blossom eyes: "I didn't expect you to be interested in traditional culture."
The distinguished guest said: "I am very interested. It's funny to say, Xiao Pan, you should also listen to this: A few days ago, I met a master. When he met me, he said, I am good at everything, but my yang energy is too strong this year. It needs balance. Tell me, what kind of master is this? Isn’t it interesting?”
I want something.
Pan Qiaomu understood immediately. He smiled and said: "You are so courageous. If it were me, I would rather believe that you have something than something that doesn't exist. I have to buy some things to feel at ease."
The distinguished guest said: "I thought only little girls like Jia Xian believed in these mystical theories, but I didn't expect that elites like you, Xiao Pan, who drink foreign ink, also believe in it, hahaha."
Pan Qiaomu glanced at Chen Jiaxian and laughed: "Who am I? I don't believe in a great person like you, but I'm worried about you. Don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by me - you usually take care of me like a big brother, now please Give me a chance to take care of you like a big brother."
The distinguished guest smiled and said nothing.
Chen Jiaxian said what was inconvenient for the distinguished guest at the right time: "Brother just told me that in order to balance the overweight yang energy, you need a picture of a naked woman."
Pan Qiaomu glanced at Chen Jiaxian in disbelief.
What nonsense is this man talking to the female employee?
Pictures of naked women? !
Doesn’t this fucking want a woman? !
Pan Qiaomu's temples swelled and hurt.
At this moment, he really wanted to throw the wine glass on the face of the man in front of him, or punch him and break the bridge of his nose to make him go away.
Maybe it was because his face was too ugly, maybe because he was breathing too heavily, the distinguished guest looked at him, his brows gradually furrowed.
Pan Qiaomu felt a cold hand quietly pressing on the back of his hand.
It’s Chen Jiaxian.
Chen Jiaxian said with a smile: "We, Mr. Pan, are looking for pictures of naked women. My eldest brother must be more dedicated than others. He is a thoughtful and responsible person, so he is worried."
She turned to the girl singing on the side and said, "Do you think Mr. Pan is funny?"
The girls laughed lively. Chen Jiaxian invited them to sit on the left and right sides of the distinguished guest, dragged Pan Qiaomu to the song ordering station, ordered a dozen songs, and then dragged him out of the box.
Closing the box door with her backhand, Pan Qiaomu shook off Chen Jiaxian's hand: "Aren't you angry?!"
Chen Jiaxian slapped Pan Qiaomu with a backhand.
There was a crisp sound.
Pan Qiaomu covered his face, stunned, and looked at Chen Jiaxian in surprise.
Chen Jiaxian raised her face and looked directly into his eyes, her brown eyes seemed to be on fire. She said clearly: "Are you awake now?"
After saying that, she slapped her backhand again: "What occasion is this?"
Pan Qiaomu was stunned for a long time.
Chen Jiaxian said no more. The two were silent for almost five minutes. Pan Qiaomu rubbed his face and smiled hard.
He returned to the box, socialized for a while, said some nice words, and left at 10:30 as usual.
…
Chen Jiaxian was not wearing a coat and was shivering in the cold wind.
Pan Qiaomu pressed the car key, the car beeped twice, and he opened the rear door: "Get in. I'll turn on the heater."
Chen Jiaxian rushed into the car and sat on the heated seat cushion.
Pan Qiaomu also squeezed into the back seat. The two people sat side by side, waiting for the driver.
Chen Jiaxian's face was blue from the cold, her teeth were chattering, and she was in a very embarrassed state. Pan Qiaomu frowned, took off his coat, and wrapped her up.
He didn't ask her why she wasn't wearing a coat.
Many times, "don't ask" is considerate.
After a long time, Chen Jiaxian finally felt her body come to life.
The car's dome lights were not turned on, and the interior was dark. Pan Qiaomu suddenly said without any clue: "Are you angry?"
He didn't wait for her answer. After saying that, he chuckled to himself.
Darkness engulfed everyone's face.
There was silence in the car for a long time.
A car drove by, its headlights briefly brightening. By the flickering light. Chen Jiaxian suddenly discovered that Pan Qiaomu was crying silently.
The car fell into darkness again.
Chen Jiaxian sat in silence, not asking about the truth about the collapse of the arrogant Pan Qiaomu, just pretending that she had no knowledge.
…
When the driver came to drive, Pan Qiaomu had returned to normal. He still looked proud and high-spirited.
Cover the mud with decency.
Pan Qiaomu sneered: "A picture of a naked woman? I plan to really give him a picture of a naked woman. I also want to frame it."
Chen Jiaxian lowered her eyes and thought. After a moment, she reached out and stroked his collar.
Pan Qiaomu turned his head and looked at Chen Jiaxian.
Chen Jiaxian slowly stretched out her hand and held Pan Qiaomu's head in her arms. She stroked Pan Qiaomu's back.
"Give it to me." Chen Jiaxian tried to make her voice gentle, "I will solve it for you."
…
That night, Pan Qiaomu kissed Chen Jiaxian repeatedly. He held her hand and entered her fingerprint into the password lock at home.
…
The one who drinks and dines with you, and the one who spends the night singing with you after 10:30. There is a big difference between the two, and the division of labor is clear.
Of course what Chen Jiaxian is looking for is the former.
Through the supplier of Zhuoxiu Group, the owner of a certain smart kitchenware, Chen Jiaxian contacted a girl who professionally accompanied people to drinks and meals: "Do you have a friend you want to fall in love with?"
The other party said: "What style do you want, provide me with your requirements. I will send you a resume in the corresponding style."
This is a mature industrial chain.
Chen Jiaxian thought about the noble person's preferences and described: "White skin, long black hair, light gray cashmere sweater, white pants, low heels, and some luxury goods - can you understand this style? No false eyelashes, No fur, tight clothes and big logos.”
The other party said tactfully: "I understand the style of studying abroad."
"...Uh, um." Chen Jiaxian added, "Be considerate."
The person opposite laughed out loud: "I know. After a deep exchange in the middle of the night, I took the initiative to leave quietly. Before leaving, I poured water for the boss, warmed it and put it on the bedside table. Don't worry, I have professional training here."
Chen Jiaxian was a little embarrassed, and then said shamelessly: "Okay, okay."
The other party said: "How many do you want?"
Chen Jiaxian was silent for a while.
She asked tentatively: "How many of this style do you have on hand?"
The other party said: "Most of them are. We do high-end lines, and this style has a market." She emphasized, "We are professional."
Chen Jiaxian tried her best to sound sophisticated: "In this case, you can send me the resumes and physical examination reports of suitable candidates. After I screen them, I will hold a singing and dancing audition."
The other party was very happy: "I understand."
…
The distinguished guest was so satisfied with the excellent service that he personally selected three winners.
After everything was over, Chen Jiaxian walked out of the club.
A car stopped in front of her, and Shi Yuan's chief minister stuck his head out and greeted her: "Mr. Shi specially asked me to stay and give you a ride."
Chen Jiaxian got into his car.
Shi Yuan's secretary personally gave it away, which represented Shi Yuan's favor and attitude.
She should be happy.
The car shook, the wine Chen Jiaxian drank fermented in her mind, and nausea gradually surged in her stomach.
After the car drove away, she immediately rushed to the nearest tree, held on to the trunk, bent down and vomited.
There was a lot of sweat on her forehead, and she looked up into the deep night.
What allows a person to pick another person like picking fruit?
Even if it is a joke that all people are created equal, but——
Are people tools?
Am I a tool?
…
At the celebration party for Zhuoxiu Group’s successful land acquisition, Shi Yuan singled out Chen Jiaxian and praised her: “It’s very good.”
The heating in the hotel is on full blast. Zhou Yixing was wearing a sleeveless little black dress, and her bare arms were as white as snow. She found Chen Jiaxian.
"Are you still wearing a suit? Isn't it hot?" Zhou Yixing reached out and brushed the sweat off Chen Jiaxian's forehead.
Chen Jiaxian smiled.
This is the only suit she has.
Zhou Yixing said: "The boss praised you just now."
Chen Jiaxian drank the wine at the bottom of the glass with no expression on her face, "There is no need to take the boss's compliment seriously. Is Zhou Ke okay now?"
Zhou Yixing shook his head: "We have no contact."
Chen Jiaxian looked absently at the venue in a daze.
Zhou Yixing looked at her side face and remembered that she had smiled from the bottom of her heart when he and her were talking about her regular salary. She had been so happy.
Zhou Yixing lowered his voice: "I heard that you held a 'singing and dancing audition' for your distinguished guest, and the distinguished guest was very satisfied."
Chen Jiaxian nodded and said nothing more. For these muddy, rough facts, language is pale.
Zhou Yixing reached out and patted her shoulder, jokingly: "You will be promoted step by step in the future. Remember me."
Yeah.
Do you want to improve step by step in this way?
Chen Jiaxian put down the goblet and stretched out her hands.
Her hands are small.
She stretched her hands with a smile on her lips: "The world is a container for their desires, right? They rely on their clan to align themselves with their hometown, and rely on their alumni connections to do things - but I'm starting to hate all of this, what should I do?"
