Chapter 474: Chapter 266: The Night of the Imperial City, Her Heart_4 Chapter 474: Chapter 266: The Night of the Imperial City, Her Heart_4 As long as she performed well, the chance to get Su Yu’s concert tickets in the future was not out of the question.
Looking at the enormous 100-yuan red envelope, Zhang Xintong felt delighted inside.
Tang Song was truly a wealthy man, so generous!
A simple piece of gossip and it’s a 100-yuan red envelope!
The two sat in the room, sipping fruit tea while chatting about the marketing planning case for this Meigou event.
Wen Ruan checked her phone, picked up her purse, stood up, “Xintong, I’m going to leave first.”
“Mm-hmm, bye Wen Ruan,” Zhang Xintong put down the cake in her hand and stood up as well.
She considered whether she should stealthily follow and snap a few more pictures.
Just then, the knock on the door sounded again.
Zhang Xintong went to check and hastily opened the door, nervously saying, “President Liu, you’ve arrived!”
This President Liu was about to be promoted to vice president of the headquarters soon and would become their top leader.
Wen Ruan also followed with a polite smile, “President Liu.”
Immediately after, Liu Chuanzheng stepped inside.
About 40 years old, with a dignified appearance, he was dressed in a dress shirt and trousers with a radiant face, giving off a very leadership-like demeanor.
Following him was a co-worker also decked out for the occasion, the flamboyant Li Meiling. (Chapter 124)
Liu Chuanzheng’s gaze swept over the two before stopping on Wen Ruan, staring intently at her.
“Good evening, Wen Ruan, we haven’t seen each other in quite a while, have we? The last meeting was at the annual meeting in January, right?”
Compared to half a year ago, Wen Ruan had become more mature, more sensual, simply perfect, making his long-cherished thoughts worthwhile.
Now on the verge of becoming the vice president of the head office, he was bursting with confidence, and his manners bore fewer restraints.
And he deemed his own circumstances not too bad, now in a divorced status, there was no need to conceal his thoughts.
“Mm,” noticing Liu Chuanzheng’s gaze, Wen Ruan frowned slightly.
At the last annual meeting, although Liu Chuanzheng had also shown that kind of interest, it was nowhere near as blatant as it was now.
But she was about to switch jobs from Light and Shadow Media, so there was no need to care about such a person, as she wouldn’t be working with him in the future anyway.
Liu Chuanzheng cheerfully said, “It so happens to be dinner time, colleagues have come from afar, I’m inviting, let’s gather together and catch up.”
“I’m sorry, President Liu,” Wen Ruan apologized, “I’ve made plans to dine with my college roommate, so I’m afraid I have to decline your kind invitation.”
Li Meiling, standing by, swayed over and pouted, “Wen Ruan, that’s a bit of a letdown, President Liu has personally invited us. You can see your college friends tomorrow too, right?”
“Hey! Meiling, don’t make it sound so serious,” Liu Chuanzheng waved his hand magnanimously, “How about this, Wen Ruan, you can check with your classmate, if they’re willing, they can join us for a meal at the Da Dong Roast Duck restaurant near Jinbao Mall.”
“No need, President Liu, thanks for the offer,” Wen Ruan checked her phone and waved politely, “I have to go, bye.”
With that, she ignored everyone else and walked straight out of the room.
The “tap tap tap” of footsteps echoed in the corridor.
President Liu’s face instantly darkened.
Li Meiling, standing next to him, couldn’t hide the smug smile on her lips.
Hum, serves you right for being uppity! Offend President Liu and see if you don’t get sacked!
Glancing at Liu Chuanzheng’s tense face, Li Meiling snuggled up to his arm and chortled, “President Liu, Wen Ruan has always been willful, don’t take it to heart. Let’s go, we should eat and drink as we planned.”
Liu Chuanzheng looked at Li Meiling.
Even though she was of average build and looks, she was indeed fiery.
But thinking back to Wen Ruan from just a while ago, he suddenly lost interest.
The difference was too great!
“Beep beep—” The sound of a car horn blared.
“Ruannuan! Over here!”
Hearing the voice, Wen Ruan quickly looked in one direction, and on the black Tesla, a face that was overly familiar appeared before her.
The car door opened, and Wang Jiao, dressed in casual wear, got out, opened her arms, and embraced her enthusiastically.
“It’s been so long, Ruannuan!” Wang Jiao slapped her on the bottom, exclaiming, “Goodness! I thought your social media posts were a bit exaggerated, but now I see you really have bulked up a lot! All that gym time wasn’t wasted!”
“Oh stop it!” Wen Ruan slapped her back, “It’s a toned figure, not bulk!”
“Alright, alright, my mistake,” Wang Jiao laughed, “You must be tired from your trip to Imperial City this afternoon. Get in the car; let’s find a place in Taikoo Li to talk and eat.”
“Mm,” Wen Ruan opened the passenger door and sat inside.
They parked the car in a nearby paid parking lot.
The two walked along the pedestrian street to a Western restaurant with a terrace in Taikoo Li’s south area.
The glorious sunset in the sky gradually faded, and the night began to fall.
The two sat on the beautiful observation terrace, ordering some of their favorite dishes.
A breeze lifted strands of hair, and Wen Ruan’s fingers lightly touched the green plants on the table, her gaze out towards the terrace somewhat misty.
Bright “stars” dangled atop the scholar trees, blooming like fiery trees glittered with flowers.
The bustling Taikoo Li was brightly lit, neon flashing, music ebbing and flowing.
The fashionable storefronts and the bustling crowd intertwined to create a dazzling tapestry.
Is the night of Imperial City still as busy and splendid, I wonder? May it not disturb my heart again.