I Really Don’t Want to Sign a Marriage Agreement with the Big Boss - Chapter 13

After the interview, Yunjing seemed to be brewing a heavy rain.

At four o’clock in the afternoon, the sky was densely covered with dark clouds, and it was expected to weave a rain and fog.

The secretary-general politely sent Qiao Yu away, and reminded Lu Jiayan of the next itinerary by the way.

In the evening, there was a French customer representative to meet, and dinner was arranged at Yunshui Xuan, which is an authentic Yunjing cuisine.

Yunshuixuan is located in the east of Yunjing District, behind a commercial plaza.

Five customer representatives came, led by a Chinese-French half-blood, and three translators. Lu Jiayan’s French is very good, so the accompanying translation assistant is not very useful. After a pleasant conversation, they take their seats.

When you come to China and follow the customs of the countryside, you cannot avoid the culture of the dinner table and wine bureau.

The client is of mixed Chinese and French blood, and is very interested in the cultures of both countries. After drinking a few glasses of red wine, he chased Lu Jiayan and asked questions like a chatterbox. Lu Jiayan has a good temper in business dealings. He has experience studying abroad, he is well-informed, and he knows the customs and traditional culture at his fingertips.

The more you talk, the more you drink.

When Lu Jiayan reacted, he was already a little drunk.

The customer representative was still unsatisfied and said that he wanted to make another appointment with Lu Jiayan the next day.

Lu Jiayan also verbally agreed to the agreement in French. Of course, whether there will be another appointment in private is another matter.

After all, the words of capitalists are the same as their sincerity, and none of them can be trusted.

After coming out of the Yunshuixuan mansion, Yunjing had been brewing for an afternoon of heavy rain, pouring down.

The rain came too suddenly, many people were not prepared, the commercial street was crowded with people, and even bus stops were not exempt.

Qiao Yu had just had dinner with someone and was crowded at the entrance of the commercial street, not caring that the rain that hit the puddle wet the skirt.

She looked at her phone anxiously, and her inner speechlessness had reached its extreme. The number of people queuing for a taxi on a certain map software had reached more than 200 people, and she couldn’t go back within two hours.

Qiao Yu looked at the weather forecast on the phone again.

Good guy, this heavy rain is going to rain until twelve o’clock in the evening.

Just when she was bored like an ant on a hot pan, a car suddenly broke into her sight.

Because of the traffic jam, the Maybach was motionless in the traffic, and even in the commercial street full of luxury cars, it looked extremely noble.

What made Qiao Yu even more delighted was that she knew this car.

When I came out of Shengjia headquarters this afternoon, I saw the license plate number from a distance, a series of arrogant serial numbers, and it was self-evident who was in the car.

If it weren’t for the pressing situation, Qiao Yu would definitely not choose to knock on Lu Jiayan’s car window.

But to stand in a crowded and suffocating place in the commercial street for three or four hours wearing high heels of more than ten centimeters, she would rather take the risk of taking Lu Jiayan’s car!

Qiao Yu gathered up his courage and knocked on the car window.

A few seconds later, the car window fell, and the back seat was indeed Lu Jiayan’s handsome face. Even though he had only seen it in the afternoon, seeing it again now made Qiao Yu dazed for a moment.

“Mr. Lu, I’m sorry to disturb you. It’s raining heavily outside and I can’t get a taxi. Can you give me a ride if it’s convenient?”

Lu Jiayan’s demeanor seemed no different from that in the afternoon, with a touch of alienation.

While waiting, Qiao Yu suddenly regretted the impulsive decision she made.

Where did she get her confidence, thinking that Lu Jiayan would let her get in the car for the sake of the rainstorm outside?

Unexpectedly, just when Qiao Yu thought she was about to be rejected, Lu Jiayan opened the car door.

She heard her heartbeat speed up heavily, and after saying “thank you”, she lifted her skirt and got into the car carefully.

After being seated, Qiao Yu couldn’t believe that she really got into Lu Jiayan’s car.

The other party seems to be a little uncomfortable, and has been silent with no expression, occasionally rubbing his eyebrows.

Qiao Yu didn’t dare to come out, and frantically made an exclamation mark with her brother Qiao Yan in the chat box.

I retell the story of taking myself to Lu Jiayan’s car from beginning to end.

Qiao Yan: [? 】

[Sister, what is the beginning of the boss’s little romance? Did you fall in love? 】

Qiao Yu: […]

[The family has a wife. 】

Qiao Yu was too lazy to pay attention to Qiao Yan’s nonsense, probably because her younger brother acted too much in romantic dramas as a star, and regarded real life as an idol drama.

It’s just that his eyes stayed on the last line of Qiao Yan’s words, and he couldn’t help but feel a little moved.

After all, Lu Jiayan actually let her in the car… Although her behavior just now was close to moral persecution, Lu Jiayan couldn’t really let her stand in the rain in such a heavy rain.

However, Qiao Yu still couldn’t help but scatter his thoughts. Does that mean that he still has a little impression of himself?

Just when she was thinking wildly, Lu Jiayan said in a cold voice, “Miss Qiao, do you have a recording pen?”

When doing interviews, there are basically a few recording pens in the bag.

But she didn’t know why Lu Jiayan asked about the recorder at this time.

Qiao Yu nodded and took out the recorder: “Mr. Lu, do you want to use a recorder?”

Lu Jiayan nodded with no expression, and pointed to the pen: “Is it easy to open it?”

Qiao Yu: ?

Lu Jiayan said slowly: “From now on, please keep the voice recorder open, do not close it.”

He rubbed his eyebrows and raised his head slightly towards the co-pilot Yao Shen’s position: “Yao Shen. Report the road conditions to Er Shao every ten minutes.”

At this moment, Lu Jiayan suddenly remembered Sheng Mingzhi’s arrogant and willful temper.

If this little ancestor knew that he sent the woman home in the middle of the night, he would be able to do something even if he was okay.

Just in case, he laughed and added:

“Remember to send the location to him.”

Qiao Yu on the side was stunned by this complicity.

She didn’t even realize that Lu Jiayan was talking to her.

“I’m sorry.” The man’s voice was still warm, but Qiao Yu felt a hint of coolness.

As if she came out of the heavy rain and knocked on Lu Jiayan’s car window just now, the little thought in her heart that couldn’t see the light has been completely seen by the man.

Lu Jiayan’s tone was even cooler than the rain outside the window: “My wife, Cha Gangcha, is strict, I hope you don’t mind.”

As soon as Sheng Mingzhi came out of the recording studio, his phone received ten messages in a row.

It was all the positioning that Yao Shen sent him, one every ten minutes, and dutifully broadcast Lu Jiayan’s itinerary.

Sheng Mingzhi: ?

I also knew that Yao Shen would not take the initiative to get nervous, but most likely Lu Jiayan instructed it.

【Is he sick? 】

Sheng Mingzhi was speechless: [Why did you send the location to me? If he can’t find the way, please go to Gaode, unless he has a car accident and needs me to go to the hospital to sign and voluntarily give up the operation, otherwise I have no interest in your boss’s itinerary (Smiley Soybean)]

The eldest young master hasn’t calmed down in the past few days, and Yao Shen’s actions undoubtedly aggravated his anger.

After sending this message, Sheng Mingzhi sat down directly and blocked Yao Shen.

As soon as he finished speaking, his lover, Cha Gangyan, was instantly slapped in the face.

After Lu Jiayan learned from Yao Shen that the other party was also blocked, he paused.

Then he didn’t change his face, and said calmly: “Look. I said he would be jealous.”

A pair of fortunately my prescient arrogance.

Yao Shen: …

That, boss, I think it’s possible that the second young master is not jealous?

Also, now that both of us have been blocked by Er Shao, have you thought about how to contact Er Shao next?

As a subordinate, the boss’s business is his business.

The boss’s personal affairs are the same. After all, every time the young master quarrels with Mr. Lu, it is they who are unlucky to receive wages.

Yao Shen spoke with difficulty, ready to remind Lu Jiayan to recognize the truth: “Mr. Lu, I don’t know if I should say it or not…”

Lu Jiayan raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yao Shen sideways, full of threats, and said coldly, “Tell me about your year-end award.”

Yao Shen: …

I feel like I have nothing to say!

Maybach slowly drove into the underground garage of Xishan No. 1, the stamina of the red wine came up, and Lu Jiayan felt slightly more drunk.

Yao Shen sent him to the living room before leaving. Before leaving, he put the recorder on the coffee table very considerately.

Uninterrupted recording for an hour, accompanied by Yao Shen’s solemn voice broadcast every few minutes.

It can be said to be an alternative embodiment of contemporary cyberman.

Lu Jiayan leaned lazily on the sofa and looked out the window.

The downpour continued, perhaps because of a drink, Lu Jiayan remembered Sheng Mingzhi very frequently tonight.

Often enough to even surprise him.

He remembered that the first time he saw Sheng Mingzhi, it was also such a rainy day.

Sheng Mingzhi was only twelve years old at that time, but his physique was much thinner than other children of the same age. He is like a china doll who can’t speak, he is not beautiful like a boy, silent and introverted.

Only those little fox-like eyes, when they looked over, revealed the emotions in his heart.

When the words “silence” and “introversion” emerged from Lu Jiayan’s memory, he was amused himself.

Now Sheng Mingzhi, the little ancestor, is still on the sidelines of these two words. I don’t know where he hasn’t seen in the intervening years.

That day, Mr. Xiaosheng’s 10,000-person concert performance suddenly broke into Lu Jiayan’s mind.

The living room where the lights were not turned on was quiet and lonely, but now Lu Jiayan’s low and muffled laughter sounded.

Perhaps, he has always misunderstood Sheng Mingzhi?

After three years of not seeing him, he seemed more interesting than he had imagined.

Sheng Mingzhi returned home and saw such a scene.

Lu Jiayan was half leaning on the sofa, wondering if he had fallen asleep, but there was no movement at all.

I haven’t seen each other for a week, and Sheng Mingzhi didn’t expect to see his cheap husband when he came back.

The living room was eerily quiet, and Sheng Mingzhi’s keen sense of smell could smell a hint of alcohol in the air.

He also wondered how Lu Jiayan, who was so strict with his words and deeds, fell asleep on the sofa.

It turned out to be drinking.

Sheng Mingzhi muttered that it smelled bad, so he wanted to dump Lu Jiayan and take care of himself upstairs.

But there was a “bang” outside the window, the lightning fell, and the coldness in the air came, which caught Sheng Mingzhi’s footsteps.

The temperature drops rapidly in November. Although the No. 1 Villa in Xishan is kept at a constant temperature, it is sure to catch a cold if you hang it on the sofa overnight.

Sheng Mingzhi was still soft-hearted for a moment, silently muttering that it was for the dog man to have a better body to make money to support him, and for his long-term prosperity and wealth, he reluctantly helped Lu Jiayan back to the room.

Just as he squatted down, Sheng Mingzhi’s eyes involuntarily fell on Lu Jiayan’s face.

Under the warm yellow light, the man’s skin was so delicate that no blemishes could be seen at such a close distance. The bridge of the nose was high, the outline was deep, and the eyelashes were unbelievably long. There was a fan-shaped shadow on his cheeks.

In fact, when Lu Jiayan didn’t speak, he still looked quite handsome – such a handsome guy, why did he open his mouth?

Sheng Mingzhi was in a trance, and his mind was also active, so he was not mentally prepared to be caught.

Until his brief emptiness was broken by Lu Jiayan’s voice.

There was movement in the living room again.

The man still closed his eyes, but his tone was lazy and procrastination:

“You’ve been peeking at me for so long, aren’t you ready to kiss me?”