"Let’s go! Back to the company." Fu Yanzhi’s tone now was completely different from when Lu Xingzhi was around.
It was like the weather suddenly turned from a bright sunny day to hail.
No, Zhu Li felt that this description was also inappropriate.
It was more like the peaceful weather suddenly turned into a persistent drizzle, with the temperature dropping several degrees.
Either way, she just didn’t want to be around to get unlucky. She really didn’t want to stand next to the big boss!
If she hadn’t been there to handle things as a designer, she genuinely felt she’d rather just go have fast food.
She couldn’t imagine with what kind of mindset Lu Xingzhi ate almost two bowls of rice, and all those dishes, by herself.
Could it be because she was relying on her good looks?
As a designer, Zhu Li actually really enjoyed seeing someone like Lu Xingzhi, who was a natural clothes hanger, wear her designs.
It gave her a sense of accomplishment.
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Lu Xingzhi came today specifically dressed in DIJ clothes, showing great sincerity.
When she got home, she slept for a while, then played the piano for two hours. Huo Jincheng came back.
"How did signing the contract go today?" Huo Jincheng didn’t care how much Lu Xingzhi earned, but still felt he should ask.
He couldn’t let his darling feel like he didn’t care about her.
"It went pretty well." Lu Xingzhi suddenly thought of Fu Yanzhi and asked, "Uncle, do you know the Executive President of Yunyan?"
"Fu Yanzhi?" Huo Jincheng asked.
"Yeah. Are you familiar with him?" Lu Xingzhi asked again.
"Not really. But... did you run into him today?" Huo Jincheng didn’t think Lu Xingzhi would mention a man without reason.
Lu Xingzhi sipped her juice, "Yeah. DIJ is a clothing brand under Yunyan. When I went to Yunyan to sign the contract today, I ran into him."
Huo Jincheng then remembered that DIJ was under Yunyan, something he hadn’t paid much attention to before.
It’s just that Fu Yanzhi, this person, is deeply scheming and cunning.
Huo Jincheng rarely interacted with him.
"Why did you suddenly ask about him?" Huo Jincheng inquired.
"Oh! It’s nothing much, it’s just that this man has outstanding looks, so striking that it radiates from his very bones. No wonder they say beauty is in the bones, not just the skin, it truly manifests in him. Even sitting in a wheelchair doesn’t make him seem less impressive. On the contrary, it just makes him seem like a pity."
Lu Xingzhi didn’t notice that Huo Jincheng’s expression was getting worse.
Oblivious, she continued, "On the contrary, someone like him just triggers a woman’s maternal instincts."
Huo Jincheng took a deep breath, "And you?"
Lu Xingzhi looked at him in confusion.
"And you? Zhi Zhi, what do you think? Did he trigger your maternal instincts too?" Huo Jincheng’s tone was dripping with jealousy.
"Why do I smell jealousy?" Lu Xingzhi’s eyes turned into crescent moons, leaning on Huo Jincheng’s shoulder, "Uncle, are you jealous?"
"Zhi Zhi, don’t mention other men in my presence." Huo Jincheng was very unhappy. He had seen Fu Yanzhi before, and many people had indeed said that Fu Yanzhi was exceptionally handsome.
His mother used to be known as the most beautiful woman in Beijing.
Huo Jincheng had met her once or twice when he was young. And Fu Yanzhi had inherited sixty percent of his mother’s looks.
It’s just a pity that beauty is short-lived. Fu Yanzhi’s mother died in a car accident when he was five.