This time, if President Hai managed to negotiate a collaboration with President Bo, then in the coming years, the revenue of Haicheng Group would ascend to a new level. Thus, Hai Ling couldn’t wait to venerate Bo Qin who indeed was like the God of Wealth.
"Okay, I understand, thank you Sister Zhouzhou."
Hai En had the speakerphone on, so the young men and women nearby could hear the conversation clearly. Zhao Linlin still refused to believe, claiming that without seeing the photo, everything was futile.
However, Hai En swiftly dashed her hopes as Zhouzhou’s photo came through, and everyone crowded to see it. Wasn’t this just the same two people from before?
"Damn, it’s really them."
"I can’t believe it, so inconspicuous! At the beginning, I just thought Wen Xue was some insignificant peripheral girl."
"Qiangzi, that’s too harsh. Does Wen Xue look like that? Speaking so ugly about others because you’re jealous, that’s not nice."
The girls were utterly crushed, feeling greatly humiliated.
Zhao Linlin was still not satisfied. She moved past everyone and walked to Hai En, who was up front. Everyone by default regarded her as Hai En’s future wife, giving them some space to talk or argue.
Hai En knew Zhao Linlin moved beside him, but said nothing. Zhao Linlin couldn’t hold back anymore, "Hai En, what did you mean just now? Are you interested in that assistant’s companion?"
Actually, Hai En was really averse to interacting with Zhao Linlin. Their families hadn’t made clear what was between them, but Zhao Linlin assumed she was his girlfriend. He also didn’t understand where Zhao Linlin got the idea that he must need her when he never really cared for her.
His sister had said that her own marriage couldn’t defy their parents’ wishes but hoped he could escape this shackle.
He didn’t like Zhao Linlin, and his sister very well knew it.
Hai En stopped walking, and Zhao Linlin also stopped, puzzled, looking at him, "Why did you suddenly stop?"
"Zhao Linlin, do you know why I went abroad to study?"
Zhao Linlin felt a bad premonition, didn’t want to listen, but Hai En didn’t give her the chance to refuse, "Because you were always clinging to me, I got so annoyed that I wanted to find a quiet place to escape, and going abroad was the best choice. Your family spoils you and never wanted to send you away."
Zhao Linlin, incredulous, widened her eyes, "That’s nonsense."
Her voice was too loud, drawing frequent glances from those around. Embarrassed under the scrutiny, Zhao Linlin didn’t bother with Hai En and turned to run away.
The girlfriends chased after Zhao Linlin, while the boyfriends gathered around Hai En. One of them said, "Honestly, although Zhao Linlin is a bit haughty and silly, she isn’t cunning. Isn’t it nice to be with her?"
Hai En smiled, "Then you go chase her."
The man chuckled, then fell silent.
Nobody else tried to persuade either, because in matters of the heart, as the saying goes, each person knows their own situation best, and what others say doesn’t help.
Naturally, Jian Dan and Wen Xue had no idea their identities had been questioned; they went straight back to their room to change clothes, with Wen Xue heading to Jian Dan’s room door afterwards.
Since they booked a suite, Bo Qin was supposed to rest in the same suite with Jian Dan that night, so she didn’t plan to stay overnight with Jian Dan. Sharing a roof with the boss required courage, which she didn’t have.
Jian Dan had already taken a shower and changed into the clothes bought in the afternoon, which had been washed and dried, ready to wear.
A spaghetti-strap floral dress, such a youthful and unstoppable look for a girl her age. Wen Xue was very pleased with the effect of this little dress, even though it was a bit pricey, it was worth it.
"What’s wrong, Sister Wen Xue?"
Seeing Wen Xue staring at her, Jian Dan felt a bit embarrassed, worried that she might not look decent or polite enough.
How could Wen Xue say it looked bad? She circled Jian Dan, eyeing her shapely, breakable waist and long slender legs, envious, "Little Jian Dan, you’ll still grow taller, right? You’re only 17 this year."
Jian Dan didn’t care much, "It doesn’t matter, whether I grow taller or not, I think I’m fine as I am now."
Wen Xue, at 166 cm, was much shorter than her.
She was nearly 175 cm now.
Growing taller at this point would seem a bit excessive for a girl.
With Uncle Bo at 190 cm, standing next to him, 175 cm really didn’t seem that tall.
Wen Xue was tearful, "You’re making people jealous with your height."
Jian Dan laughed, stepped forward, and draped an arm around Wen Xue’s shoulder, "Let’s go, Sister Wen Xue, I’m a bit hungry. Let’s grab something to eat. When we return, I’ll wash some shells and do some crafts."