The two of them had a simple and quick meal at the western restaurant downstairs. Xia Mang didn't eat much. Thinking about how she would have to see the person sitting across from her for the next three days, she sighed in her heart and lost her appetite.
After dinner, he met up with the designers. The main designer of the hotel, Polo, was a native of Taiwan who had returned from overseas. He was very famous, especially in the field of hotel and interior design. He had an independent studio in Taiwan and S City, and often traveled between S City and Taiwan. Polo was in her thirties but not yet in her forties. She was at the stage where she was the most creative designer. She was slightly thin with a crew cut and was not tall, but the smile on her face and the faint tension on her body made people unable to help but be infected by her at first glance. She had a very unique temperament. There was also a female assistant who came with him. She wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses and was gentle and fair. She had a capable and agile temperament.
In addition to visiting the major five-star hotels in S City, another important task for this inspection was to learn about the relevant information at the S City Residence Fair, as well as to understand the general situation of the material market at all levels. The hotel was just in the construction phase, but the interior design had to be followed at the same time. There was not much time. Only after the general style was determined could the design plan be confirmed. Before the construction was completed, the bidding for the renovation project would be carried out to ensure that the project was carried out in an orderly and smooth manner.
Strictly speaking, although the hotel was a joint development project between The New Age and Hang Long, in the early stages of construction and renovation, there was no doubt that Hang Long Real Estate, which was a " professional ", had a greater " role ". It could even be said that The New Age had handed over the construction and renovation to Hang Long, so the staff sent by The New Age for this project was not that professional. Xiamang did not have a background in architecture. Xiamang thought about the whole situation and felt that this cooperation was a little strange. In other words, as a company, The New Age's focus on this collaboration project did not match its status as an investor.
Who cares? I'm just a part-time worker. I just need to do my job well. Maybe the two companies have some connections, which is why Uncle Chen is so assured. Xia Mang consoled himself, and the doubts in his heart instantly disappeared.
By the way, the Uncle Chen that Xiamang was talking about was the CEO of the New Age Group, Chen Jiyuan, the sworn brother who slept on the upper bunk of Dad Xia's bed.
It was already past seven o'clock when the four of them finished their afternoon tour. The young and capable female assistant, Sandy, was the first to suggest that they treat the guests as a host. Our Chairman Cheng had no intention of rejecting the invitation. He also responded on behalf of Xiamang and expressed his gratitude.
They were eating Western food again. Xia Mang's heart was bleeding as she looked at the foie gras set meal in front of her. However, she kept a smile on her face. Looking at the other three people chatting happily, she did not have the slightest desire to eat. Not only did she have the desire to eat, but she also had the desire to speak.
Sandy was a person who knew how to create an atmosphere and start a conversation. Furthermore, the unchanging rule of " a man and a woman working together will not make you tired " was true. Other than Xia Mang's lack of words, the atmosphere was as harmonious as a gathering of old friends who had not seen each other for a long time. In fact, Xia Mang had thought that Cheng Mo and the POLO were just business acquaintances. It was only when they sat down at the dining table and chatted that she realized that they were old friends.
Cheng Mo didn't talk much either, but compared to Xia Mang, he seemed to have a lot to say. Those who knew how to create an atmosphere and start a conversation would never be able to tolerate someone being as silent as Xiamang at the gatherings she attended. Besides, Xiamang did not look like an introverted person, so Sandy quickly changed the topic to Xiamang, hoping that Xiamang would join the three of them and not seem to be neglected.
"Miss Xiamang, is this your first time in S City?”This was Sandy's opening statement.
"Uh, no." Xiamang, who was cutting her foie gras in boredom, was suddenly called. She hurriedly looked up at the source of the voice and saw the beauty smiling at her. She smiled awkwardly and said," Just call me Xiamang. It's awkward to call me Miss."”
"Xiamang, your skin is so good. Do you have any secret?”The second sentence was a compliment, plus a beauty question that women were particularly interested in.
Xia Mang's face was slightly hot, not because she was praised, but because Cheng Mo, who was sitting beside her, turned his head to look at her with interest. At the table for four, Polo and Sandy sat next to each other while Xia Mang and Cheng Mo sat on the other side.
"Sandy, you're too kind. I'm a lazy person and I'm not used to such things.”Xiamang was just being polite. She was thinking about when the meal would end and how she could find an excuse to sneak away. She hated such occasions the most in her life. Moreover, there was someone she didn't like around. It was really tiring to run around for a day.
"I think Sammy's skin is really good.”Before Sandy could say anything, Cheng Mo smiled at Xia Mang and said ambiguously.
The knife and fork in Xia Mang's hand almost fell onto the plate. When she came back to her senses, her actions were more than she had thought. Her right foot under the table had already stepped on the shoe of the person beside her. He actually called her "Sammy" and even said such ambiguous words. Didn't that mean that the two of them were not just ordinary colleagues?!
Xia Mang admitted that he felt guilty.
Cheng Mo's feet were " attacked ", but the smile on his face didn't diminish at all. Even his eyes were smiling. Of course, there was a smile in his eyes, and there was a hint of tacit understanding in his smile. There was also the great designer Polo and his beautiful assistant Sandy. Xia Mang didn't have time to explain. She didn't even have time to blush when her phone rang.
"Ah Hui?" Xiamang took the opportunity to leave the table. Following the waiter's instructions, she went to the less crowded side of the washroom and picked up the phone.
"Where are you, Sammy?" There was a hint of excitement in Xiao Linghui's voice.
"Uh, I'm in S City on a business trip." When she thought about how Xiao Linghui was probably calling her to treat her to a meal, Xia Mang felt a sense of regret.
"When are you coming back?"
"Wednesday."
"You're not going on a business trip alone, are you, Sammy? What if I get lost?" Xiao Linghui was always very concerned about this.
"Damned Hui, do you think I'm a three-year-old kid who can fight even if I'm lost? It's not like communication basically depends on shouting, traffic basically depends on walking, and public security basically depends on dogs.”Having a bad sense of direction was Xia Mang's Achilles 'heel, so it was also her greatest taboo. Whoever mentioned her bad sense of direction in front of her would give that person a negative impression of her. Therefore, in Xiamang's heart, Xiao Linghui could not be more negative.
His voice was heavy and attracted the attention of others. Xiamang sent Xiao Linghui away with a few words. They agreed that Xiao Linghui would welcome her back on Wednesday. In fact, Xiamang was just looking for an excuse to freeload on her behalf.
When she returned after the call, the other three had already finished eating. Xiamang was almost done eating, and after sitting for a while, the four of them had the intention to leave.
"Moe, why don't we find a place to sit down and have a drink?”The POLO looked at Cheng Mo and then at Xia Mang." Miss Xiamang won't refuse, will she?”
"I don't know how to drink. I'm afraid I'll spoil everyone's mood if I go. Moreover, I'm a little tired from rushing here and there today.”Xiamang would have to make a final struggle if he had to go against the great designer.
By the way, compared to the " bad sense of direction ", Xiamang was more sensitive and taboo about " bars ".
"Just sit and relax. If Miss Xiamang doesn't want to drink, you can order something else. Tomorrow's schedule is quite full, so let's end early.”The great designer spoke sincerely, and the smile on his face was especially sincere. It seemed like this was the process of business dealings and socializing. It was rare for people to leave after a meal, so Xiamang found it difficult to refuse.
In a bar on the bar street, one could feel the strong atmosphere of S City as soon as they entered. Old phones, gramophones, and star posters silently described the lingering charm of S City during its heyday. After the four of them took their seats, only Xiamang ordered fresh fruit juice. The other three did not object and continued chatting while listening to the music. Sandy was a regular here and was quite familiar with the bartender and waiters. He greeted them from time to time and whispered a few words to them. He turned around and smiled at the other three people."Chairman Cheng, you're really too charming. If it weren't for me and Xiamang, you would probably be surrounded by beauties by now.”
Sandy was looking at Cheng Mo when she said this. The POLO also shifted her gaze to Cheng Mo. Only Xia Mang didn't look at him and couldn't help but roll her eyes. Of course, since Xia Mang didn't look at Cheng Mo, she didn't know that Cheng Mo had seen her rolling her eyes.
Soon, the facts proved one thing: It was impossible to enter a bar without drinking!
Apart from Cheng Mo, Polo and Sandy didn't believe that Xia Mang didn't know how to drink at all. They thought that it was just a courtesy. Although they didn't force him to toast, Xia Mang had no reason to refuse when he handed him a small glass of wine in the name of " tasting wine " and the word " as you please." Xia Mang wanted to look at Cheng Mo for help for a moment, but when he realized that Cheng Mo didn't take the initiative to help Xia Mang, he could only drink mouthful after mouthful of wine.
"I'm sorry, I'm a little drunk. I'll be leaving first. You don't have to send me off.”Xiamang decided to leave this place before she lay down and take a taxi back to the hotel. Every minute she spent in her suite was worth it. Therefore, when he said this, Xiamang was half-drunk and half-pretending to be drunk. His words were a little ambiguous, and his habit of blushing whenever he drank became the best interpretation of drunkenness.
"Is Miss Xiamang alright? If he had known that Miss Xiamang was so shallow, he wouldn't have acted so abruptly.”The 'culprit' who handed the wine to Xia Mang carefully examined his expression. Xiamang's acting was too realistic, so the whole thing backfired. The POLO was worried and apologetic as she said to Cheng Mo," Mo, let's end this too. How can Miss Xiamang go back alone?"”
Polos were especially polite. Throughout the afternoon, they kept calling her " Miss Xiamang ".
"You guys can sit for a while longer. I'll send Sammy off.”Cheng Mo pressed on Polo's shoulder, indicating that he didn't need to get up. He was ready to be a gentleman again.
Xia Mang quickly steadied herself and was completely awake. She waved at Cheng Mo and said,""No need, no need. I can go back by myself. Chairman Cheng, sit down for a while.”
After saying that, she reached out for her bag and turned to walk out without looking at Cheng Mo.
When she reached out to push the door open, another hand grabbed the door handle faster than Xia Mang. By the time Xia Mang reacted, her hand had already touched that hand. It was the hand of a man with slender fingers and looked clean and powerful. Time seemed to have returned to that indulgent night. It was a familiar scene, the warmth from his fingertips, and the pain in his heart.
"Let me send you back. You're a little drunk. "Cheng Mo turned to look at Xia Mang and pushed the door open. It was a familiar dialogue.
The bustling and noisy city, the tall buildings that stood in the forest seemed to block the wind, making the autumn night not cold at all. Xiamang walked straight ahead, ignoring the man behind him. She was only slightly drunk. Other than being able to relax her heartstrings and nerves, there were no other adverse reactions.
It seemed like he had walked a long way, but it also seemed like he had walked a very short way. His feet were a little sore. He did not know if it was because he had walked too much in the afternoon, or if he had walked for too long now. Xia Mang stopped and turned around, waving for a taxi. When Xia Mang got into the taxi, Cheng Mo followed suit. He had followed Xia Mang without saying a word.
"Shangri-La Hotel." Cheng Mo gave Xia Mang the address and turned to smile at Xia Mang." It's on the way."”
When they left the hotel in the afternoon, Polo and the others came to pick them up. Cheng Mo's car was left at the hotel.
Xiamang suddenly ignored him and turned to look out of the window without saying a word. It was a world of debauchery and neon lights. It was not the kind of world that Xia Mang liked. She did not frequent bars and K Halls, but she liked shopping and exploring restaurants and delicacies. Other than that, she only liked to stay at home and live like a pig.
The car drove on the streets at night. It was still early, and the road was a little crowded. The car drove very slowly.
Xiamang leaned her head against the back of the chair and looked at the scenery outside the car window. Her thoughts drifted into the distance. Once, she and Wen Hao had also come to S City to play. Those memories seemed to have been separated for a long time, far away, but they were still fresh.
" Xia Zi, if you like it, we can buy an apartment here. If you have time on the weekends in the future, you can come over and stay for a while…"
" Xia Zi, let's get married soon. Once we get married, we can live together like we do now…"
"Xia Zi…"
He had desires, but he kept his promise to her and did not dare to cross the last line of defense. At that time, Xia Mang did not feel guilty, nor did he think that this would be a problem. Xu Wenhao's desire was rare because only when they went on a trip would Xia Mang have the opportunity to share a room with him and feel his rare desire. However, he could always control himself very quickly. The most intimate limit was to sleep with her in his arms.
Now that he thought back to all of this, did Xu Wenhao have countless struggles and contradictions in his heart at that time? Without this promise, would she and Xu Wenhao not have come to this step?
"Sammy..."
Who was calling her? The worry in her voice was so obvious. It couldn't be Wen Hao. He had always called her Xia Zi. Xia Zi…Xia Zi…that memory that seemed to have been very long ago, that soft murmur that seemed to be close to her ear. Xiamang was immersed in her memories, unable to extricate herself.
After drinking, Xiamang was a little more fragile than usual.
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