* I actually don't have any reasonable excuse for not writing today, I'm just tired and lazy and don't want to move, so I'm going to write a chapter of gratitude to make up for the lack of time. (Debts are like mountains falling, debts are like spinning silk.) I hope that everyone will be happy and give me six months of maternity leave. (Writing is like giving birth, there's nothing wrong with that.)
1. As an independent woman with a successful career, Zhu Minglang was secretly proud of her self-control. Whether it was her emotions, attitude, language, clothes, posture, or the strength of her handshake, they were all under her meticulous control. Together, they formed the image of a calm and capable professional with ease.
On this day, when she walked briskly to the conference room with her laptop in her arms, she knew that everything would be carried out according to the procedures she was familiar with: meeting with the client, listening to the request, carrying out the preliminary negotiations … Today's new client seemed to be particularly important, so it was natural to invite a capable person.
Zhu Minglang strode into the conference room with a smile on her face. She glanced around the conference table at the boss, colleagues, and the new client … Then, her legs softened, and she slipped under the chair.
She sat on the floor with her computer, counted the time five times, and couldn't muster up the courage to stand up from the table again. If she stood up, she would see him again. Who would have the courage to look at him twice?
The boss bent over and poked his head out. His face was full of pain and understanding. "Little Zhu," he said in a particularly reasonable way, "I understand, I was just... Do you want me to lust after you?"
Zhu Minglang indicated that she could. She stood up again, trembling, and climbed into the chair. She was only one step late, and the seat facing the new client was left for her. She didn't know when, but her eyes were blurred by tears. They were completely natural tears, and she couldn't control them, as if she was stabbed by a knife. In her hazy vision, a figure composed of black and white sat motionlessly on the chair opposite her. It was so thin that it seemed to crush the back half of the conference room, and it was about to sink into the abyss.
"You, you, you … Hello." When Zhu Minglang opened her mouth, she actually felt like she was bungee jumping. Although it was scary, this feeling … wasn't bad. It was as if in front of a new client, she discovered that her world was a 2D paper-cut. Only where he sat was the entrance to a vast and colorful new world. Who could resist not going closer to take a look? "Please, may I ask …"
7. Her efforts to communicate with him were cut short by a single glance from the other party. The boss's head was full of sweat, and he finally remembered to push a document to her. It seemed to be a list of the client's requirements. After Zhu Minglang finished reading it, he read it again.
8. "This … I have to buy such a large piece of land within six months, and I still have to do the architectural design, bidding, and construction … How can it be done …" Zhu Minglang was a little more natural in the face of familiar work. He couldn't help but get a little carried away. "At least two to three —"
9. The kick from the boss under the table made her remember what she was doing.
10. Boss, you saved my life.
11. Zhu Minglang wanted to ask which company the other party was from, but he felt that this question was not suitable for the current situation. In fact, any words that she used in business communication in the past were not suitable to be used. This was an impossible project, so what else was there to say? She sat where she was, feeling the eyes of everyone in the room — especially the new client — focused on her. Cold sweat quickly soaked her suit, and her mind became more and more blank. After thinking for a long time, the question that came out of her mouth was, "May I ask where you are from? What's your surname? You, you look quite young. I don't know if you have a family … "
12. The reason why she blurted it out was because it was the truth in her heart. It was all the information that she wanted to know the most. The more scary it was, the more she wanted to know. Maybe if she knew, she wouldn't be afraid anymore.
13. The new client slowly placed his elbows on the table. In the dead silence of the conference room, the black leather creaked twice. Zhu Minglang felt that her calf was bruised from the boss's kick.
14. "Within six months, provide me with such a building." His voice was sinister and soft. It was clearly coming from the opposite side, but it felt like a gust of cold wind was blowing from behind. "I don't care how you do it," he paused and said, "Besides, I don't have money."
15. Wait. Zhu Minglang suddenly raised her head. Her professional nature came out. She quickly lowered her head again and said, "How can I take your money?"
16. The new client was very satisfied. "The reward I will give you is your own life. After six months, you can live. "
17. … Okay.
18. Zhu Minglang had never participated in such a strange business meeting before. But at least it was over. As for the future implementation, they would talk about it later. She politely stood up and took the initiative to open the door for the new client. Not because she was polite, but because when she thought about the new client walking past her, she shuddered to the point that even her tailbone went numb. In life, how could she not experience it?
19. She didn't know when, but a man and a woman stood at the door with blank expressions. As soon as the new client stepped out of the door, they immediately followed his footsteps and turned around. Their movements were coordinated and smooth as if they had practiced it countless times. Zhu Minglang's ears were sharp. She heard one of them say, "Father."
20. Zhu Minglang froze in place. The trembling and numbness had not yet faded. When she came to her senses, the new client was already out of sight. She gritted her teeth and made up her mind. She took off her high heels and threw them away.
21. Father, can you have one more daughter?
(End of Chapter)
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