Zhong Li picked up the wine glass on the table and splashed it towards President Wang: "Get your dirty hands off."
President Wang was caught off guard and had wine splashed all over his face. Furious, he grabbed Zhong Li’s wrist: "Don’t push your luck. Do you still want to sign the contract or not?"
"Not signing."
The door to the private room suddenly swung open. Gu Nanxi entered with a face full of rage: "You dare to touch my assistant? Do you not want this hand anymore?"
President Wang released Zhong Li’s wrist and looked angrily at Gu Nanxi: "President Gu, your assistant is way too arrogant, daring to splash wine on me. How can our two companies cooperate in the future?"
"President Wang, do you really think our company can’t do without yours?"
"Isn’t it so?"
Gu Nanxi glanced at Zhong Li’s wrist, which was red from being squeezed, his expression looking even more displeased: "You’re just asking for trouble. Our Gu company will definitely never cooperate with your company again."
Having said that, Gu Nanxi strode out of the private room with hands in pockets, and Zhong Li picked up the bag on the chair and followed closely behind.
In the elevator, Zhong Li turned her head to look at Gu Nanxi: "Sorry, President Gu, I messed up the company’s contract."
"Good that you know. In the future, don’t handle such things alone."
Just as Gu Nanxi finished speaking, his phone rang in his pants pocket. He took out his phone and pressed the answer button, and Han Yaxin’s sweet voice came through: "Nancy, why haven’t you come back yet?"
Gu Nanxi rubbed his forehead, realizing he had forgotten about Han Yaxin: "I had some urgent company matters to handle. Please eat by yourself, and we’ll reschedule another time."
"What could be more important than me? I’m waiting for you to come back."
"No need. I might not be able to return for a while, let’s leave it at that."
After hanging up, Han Yaxin stomped her foot in frustration. Not only did she not get to spend the night with Gu Nanxi, but she also had to cover the expensive meal, which she didn’t hold back on ordering. The thought of having to pay the bill made her heartache.
Exiting the restaurant, Zhong Li looked sideways at Gu Nanxi beside her: "If President Gu has something to do, please go ahead, I can take a cab back."
With a cold expression, Gu Nanxi glanced at Zhong Li but said nothing, and got into the car with one hand in pocket.
Wearing high heels, Zhong Li hailed a taxi by the roadside, gave the driver the address, and then leaned wearily against the back seat. She had drunk a lot of wine just now and hadn’t eaten much. Now she was a bit hungry.
The car soon stopped at the gate of her residential area. After paying, Zhong Li got out of the car and, instead of going straight home, bought a cup of instant noodles at a nearby supermarket.
Zhong Li sat down by the window with her ready-to-eat instant noodles, lowered her head, and used a plastic fork to stir the noodles. She blew on the hot steam before putting it in her mouth.
Suddenly, a tall figure sat down on the chair opposite her. Zhong Li looked up, some strands of hair falling on her long eyelashes: "President Gu, why are you...?"
"Are my employees eating instant noodles after work, or am I paying you too little?"
Zhong Li smiled, raised her hand, and tucked the strands of hair behind her ear: "The salary’s quite a lot, but personal space is scarce, so I have to make do with some instant noodles."
With a cigarette between his fingers, Gu Nanxi flicked the ash into an ashtray, his sharp-edged face turned to look out the window, no intention to speak further.