Li Zaijun just stared blankly at the scene, and when she noticed Shen Lin’s gaze about to drift toward her, she quickly dodged and leaned against the wall, her breathing erratic, her face slightly pale.
Her hands unconsciously tightened, and she couldn’t quite identify the feeling welling up inside her.
So, he really had come on a matchmaking visit.
Li Zaijun pursed her lips lightly, a thin mist seemed to cloud her vision, and when she finally bowed her head, the corners of her lips twitched slightly.
Wasn’t this the scene she had wanted to see?
He should find a woman as excellent as herself, not a naive girl who knew nothing, she had said frankly and truthfully.
Marriage is not child’s play, and she could not help him with anything.
Surely, he must have been aware of that too.
Otherwise, why would he come here for a match-making?
Even though he had said he wouldn’t come, yet he did.
It seems, it was just to appease her then, after all, it was easy to fool a naive girl like her.
Li Zaijun slowly lifted her head, a faint self-mockery at the corners of her lips.
Actually, that sudden kiss from before often came to mind, it might mean nothing to him, but for her, it felt like breaking a taboo.
But from now on, she really should stop thinking about it.
Li Zaijun took a deep breath, adjusted her state, and quickly walked out, her head bowed as she went downstairs.
He probably didn’t see her.
Little did she know, just as she descended the stairs, a pair of eyes continuously watched her rapidly descending figure.
"So, Xiaoshen, what do you think about this AR cooperation plan?"
A woman’s voice rang out.
Shen Lin withdrew his gaze, looking at the middle-aged woman in front of him, he smiled faintly, "The proposal is very good, President Han is thoughtful, bringing the technology from the UK; our company is very willing to collaborate with you."
The woman referred to as President Han, though well-maintained in stature and appearance, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes subtly revealed her age, considering her children were already in high school.
The middle-aged woman smiled, "President Shen is young and talented, capable and bold, with a limitless future; it is my honor to work with you."
The two of them continued to discuss the specifics of the AR technology operational model.
When Li Zaijun came back, she noticed the long-haired female intern had been made to drink excessively, her cheeks flushed red. When she took her seat again, she deliberately sat next to her, trying to remind her a bit.
But the project manager clamored, "Xiaoli is allergic to alcohol, Xiaochen, why don’t you toast Director Zhang a few more."
Saying so, he continued laughing and discussing the project, "Director Zhang, do you think we could sign that contract later..."
Meanwhile, the pot-bellied Director Zhang glanced sideways at the long-haired girl with a sly look.
Being a man, how could he not know what another man was thinking?
The project manager immediately stood up, walked to the long-haired girl, picked up a glass, and poured a shot of liquor into it, but as he poured, a small packet of white powder seemed to also fall into it from between his fingers.
The powder dissolved colorless and tasteless.
The glass was placed on the table; then he pulled out a wad of red bills from his pocket, bent down, secretly slipped them into the long-haired girl’s hand, and whispered in her ear:
"This is ten thousand yuan, make Director Zhang happy—"