Chapter 33: Chapter 33 Countdown to Selling Oneself
Lu Wanwan had been staying at the school dormitory recently, and Gu Annan didn’t go elsewhere, directly taking her back to school.
“Then I’m leaving…” Lu Wanwan seemed a bit hesitant when getting out of the car.
After they had made an arrangement, this was the second time she saw Gu Annan, and the thing that had been on her mind was when she could get the remaining 190,000 yuan.
After all, she wouldn’t be at ease until she had the money in hand.
However, considering the rule that money could still be deducted, perhaps Gu Annan intended to wait until the last moment to give it to her.
As she was thinking, she opened the car door.
“Hold on.” Gu Annan had watched her face twisted with conflict the whole time, and only when she decided to leave without saying anything did he finally stop her.
He took out a checkbook and a pen, quickly wrote something, and then handed it to her.
Lu Wanwan looked and saw that it was only 100,000 yuan.
“I’m paying half first.” He capped the pen and didn’t look at her.
Lu Wanwan thought about it and figured this approach was right, fitting their businesspeople’s rules.
Still, to confirm, she asked, “So the remaining 90,000 will be paid in twenty-five days?”
As soon as Gu Annan heard “twenty-five days,” his gaze, sharp as a sword, pierced straight to the heart, icy and penetrating, “Why don’t you specify it to the exact minute and second?”
Calculating so precisely, it seemed she was counting the days.
His lips tightened, patience all but gone. Without waiting for her to say anything, he immediately looked away and started the car again, “Get out!”
Lu Wanwan, holding the check, didn’t dare stay in the car any longer.
Only after she got out did she suddenly remember, what exactly had Gu Annan asked her out for today?
The whole time he had only bought a phone and given a lift to a friend he ran into by chance, and that was it.
Lu Wanwan pressed her hand against her forehead, feeling overwhelmed.
Did he, in his grand gesture of throwing away her knockoff phone, not consider that she had many numbers she hadn’t backed up and transferred?
She checked the new phone and saw that the contact list was lonely with just one name — Gu Annan!
Those three words brought a complex mix of emotions.
Not long after Gu Annan drove away, he received a call from Zhao Chen.
“Mr. Gu, the latest edition of the Fruit phone you ordered has been purchased, and it’s a limited edition. Should I find a reason to give it to Miss Lu in a couple of days?”
“I’ve already given it to her.” His tone remained cool.
Zhao Chen suppressed his surprise, “Okay, then we will save this one for when Miss Lu accidentally loses or damages it. Additionally, Mr. Gu, I found out that Miss Lu has blocked me on WeChat.”
The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then calmly hung up.
The next day when Lu Wanwan went to work, she found out that the editor-in-chief didn’t seem to be giving her the cold shoulder for leaving early the day before. It was during the morning meeting that she learned the sales figures for the last issue had come out, setting a new high for the year, and everyone in the office was in high spirits.
Lu Wanwan was delightfully surprised. Though the pay slip hadn’t been released, she’d quietly calculated that, with the sales commission from this issue, she shouldn’t receive less than four or five thousand yuan, which was much higher than her internship salary.
Taking advantage of the lunch break, when her colleagues congratulated her and suggested she treat them, she took the opportunity to jot down their phone numbers into her contact book.
“Xiaolu, look at you!” Tang Xiao nudged her shoulder and said loudly, “A limited edition Fruit phone, you must be counting on striking it rich! You’ve got to treat us to something upscale this time!”
Lu Wanwan quickly hushed her, “I’ve been telling everyone that it got stolen by a particularly nasty thief.”
The woman across the desk was puzzled, “Your 299-yuan knockoff phone could get stolen?”