"Dad … Why are you here …" Li Jingjing called out softly.
Old Li stood up from the staircase. He was holding a cigarette in his hand. He had been smoking by himself in silence, as if he was thinking about something.
"I'm worried about you, so I came to take a look." Old Li smiled kindly at Li Jingjing, then looked at Yang Cheng and said, "Xiao Yang, you're here too. We haven't seen each other for a long time."
Yang Cheng saw that Old Li was a little uncomfortable, so he roughly understood in his heart. He smiled and said, "Yeah, there's been a lot of things recently, but I still go to the market to buy breakfast. I just haven't seen you much."
Old Li nodded and hesitantly looked at Li Jingjing and Yang Cheng, "You guys … What did you guys do?"
"Dad, Brother Yang brought me to buy some furniture. He said that he wanted to look at my house." Li Jingjing explained. "Don't think too much."
Old Li sighed, "Jingjing, don't blame me for talking too much. Your mom hasn't been in a good mood these days. It's fine if you move out alone, but you can't always ignore her words. Marriage is not a joke. "
Li Jingjing lowered her head and remained silent.
Yang Cheng knew that these words were actually meant for him, but Old Li gave him face and didn't directly ask him to leave Li Jingjing.
"Xiao Yang, don't blame me for talking too much. I only have one daughter, Jingjing." Old Li said with a dry face, "I heard from Jingjing that you're already married. You should also pay attention to your image. If you get too close, it won't be good for the both of you. "
Yang Cheng nodded in understanding. He looked at Li Jingjing, whose face was a little pale, and felt helpless in his heart.
In the end, he still couldn't play the role of an ordinary person. Indeed, as a parent, how could he tolerate his only daughter being with a married man? She was still so young, so beautiful, and so pure.
He had always simplified some things too naturally, often neglecting the feelings and feelings of ordinary people.
In the current situation, he really shouldn't make things difficult for Old Li and his wife. Perhaps it would be good for everyone to keep a distance from Li Jingjing.
"Jingjing, I'll leave first. I'm relieved to know that your place is safe. Listen to your father and don't let your mother be worried." Yang Cheng said.
Li Jingjing's eyes were a little red, but she replied softly, "Got it."
Yang Cheng didn't stay any longer. After saying goodbye to Old Li, he left the apartment.
On the way back to the company, Yang Cheng recalled a lot of the happy scenes he had with Old Li's family when he had just returned to the country. He really felt guilty to their family and made up his mind not to take the initiative to contact Li Jingjing in the future.
Back in the company's office, a group of female public relations workers were busy and anxious. Even the youngest girls, who usually couldn't stay idle, were either working hard or trying to communicate gently with customers through the phone.
Yang Cheng suddenly felt that he was a bit different. It was fine when everyone was idle, but when they were busy like this, it was a bit awkward for him to be an idle person in the office.
Walking to his seat, Yang Cheng turned on the computer. After playing games for a while, Zhao Hongyan, who was the closest to him, took a document and walked to Yang Cheng's side. She put it on Yang Cheng's desk and said, "Yang Cheng, help me give this document to Sister Mingyu in the office. I'm going out to see a customer. Thank you!"
After saying that, Zhao Hongyan twisted her buttocks wrapped in a red short skirt and carried a small handbag and hurriedly ran out.
Yang Cheng smiled speechlessly. He picked up the document and went to the door of Liu Mingyu's department head office and knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
Yang Cheng opened the door. This was the first time Yang Cheng entered this office after Mo Qianni left. Now the woman sitting in the department head's chair had been replaced by Liu Mingyu.
Seeing that the mature female public relations worker who was bullied by Department Head Ma had become one of the company's top executives, Yang Cheng sighed. Time really flies.
Liu Mingyu was facing the computer screen, her hands typing something on the keyboard. When she saw Yang Cheng enter the door, she was a bit surprised, but then she smiled gently.
"This is what Hongyan asked me to give to you. She's busy seeing a customer." Yang Cheng put the document on the desk.
Liu Mingyu nodded, "Thank you."
Seeing that she was busy, Yang Cheng turned around and was about to leave. But just as he was about to walk out the door, Liu Mingyu stopped him.
"Yang Cheng, can you do me a favor?" Liu Mingyu asked.
"Of course, I'm the most free person in the entire department." Yang Cheng said with a smile.
Liu Mingyu pursed her lips and rolled her eyes at him, "Here's the thing. In the afternoon, I plan to go to the Autumn Fashion Show to meet with the person in charge of Donghua Technology. The models from various modeling companies are already in the mock show. I want to confirm the progress of the venue layout and see how the models are doing. Can you accompany me?"
Although she was already the department head of the company, Liu Mingyu didn't buy herself a car. On the one hand, it was the financial problem of her family. On the other hand, it was better to take a taxi than to buy a car in Zhonghai.
Naturally, Yang Cheng didn't have any objections. Although he didn't know why Liu Mingyu wanted him to accompany her, it was more comfortable to be a driver than to sit in the office and be a different kind of employee.
After Liu Mingyu packed up, the two of them left the company and went to the Zhonghai International Convention and Exhibition Center that was rented for the Autumn Fashion Show.
When they arrived at the convention and exhibition center, Zhang Ming, the person in charge of the project from Donghua Technology, was already waiting at the door. He was a middle-aged man in a white shirt and had a good appearance. He was 1.8 meters tall and could be considered a high-class white-collar worker.
When Zhang Ming saw Liu Mingyu, he was obviously a bit excited. But when he saw Yang Cheng who accompanied Liu Mingyu, his expression seemed to be unnatural.
Liu Mingyu signaled to Yang Cheng with her eyes. Yang Cheng suddenly realized that no wonder he was suddenly called along. It turned out that the other party wasn't a good person. Liu Mingyu was also especially cautious after the incident with Department Head Ma.
"Miss Liu Mingyu is a model example of a serious and responsible person. I didn't think that you would personally come here to inspect so late at night," Zhang Ming took the initiative to extend his hand to shake Liu Mingyu's.
Liu Mingyu smiled formally and shook his hand simply, "A model can't make any mistakes on the runway. The degree of compatibility with the runway is also very important. If I don't see the final result, my heart will always be uneasy."
Zhang Ming felt that Liu Mingyu was wary of him, and his expression became more and more unpleasant. He directly forced a smile and made a gesture of invitation, leading Liu Mingyu and Yang Cheng into the venue.
As soon as they entered the convention and exhibition center, the strong lighting effect made Yang Cheng feel that the entire space was like a scene from a magic movie. On the runway with bright lines, rows of tall and slender models wearing ordinary clothes were training on the runway, making the final sprint for the show that was going to be held soon.
Because the modeling company was international, many of the models on the runway were blonde westerners, which made Yang Cheng feel a little nostalgic. After all, in the past, most of the women he saw were western women.
The director of Donghua Technology, Zhang Ming, knew that he didn't have a chance to get close to Liu Mingyu today, so he gave a simple reason and directly left. After Liu Mingyu brought Yang Cheng around the convention and exhibition center, she let out a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Looks like there's no problem. The stage and lighting have achieved the desired effect. This task can basically be completed."
"Don't you need to communicate with the models?" Yang Cheng asked.
Liu Mingyu smiled weirdly and said, "You're the one who wants to communicate, right? Your eyes keep glancing at the models. As expected, men are not good things."
"I'm just looking at their postures from a purely appreciative perspective. Appreciating beautiful things shouldn't be considered a bad habit."
"I hope that's the case, otherwise I would have misjudged you," Liu Mingyu said with a face full of disbelief, "Don't chase away the wolf, let a lion in the door."
Yang Cheng smiled, "Even if I'm a lion, you still didn't let me in the door, right?"
Liu Mingyu's face blushed, this topic was a little ambiguous, so she changed the topic, "To be honest, sometimes I really envy those models, they can always walk so confidently and proudly."
"They're all flat-chested, what's there to envy," Yang Cheng mumbled.
"Flat-Chested?" Liu Mingyu couldn't help but giggle, "The reason why most of these international models don't have big breasts is so that they can better support all kinds of fashionable clothes. Now that you mention it, they're like a pitiful airport."
"They're all bones, I can't feel anything when I touch them," Yang Cheng lost interest.
"As if you've really touched them before," Liu Mingyu rolled her eyes at him in disdain.
Yang Cheng chuckled, how could I not have touched them before, I've touched them quite a bit, but it's meaningless to say it out loud.
"Actually, rather than saying that I envy their work, it's more like I'm envious that they can freely display the beauty of young girls …" Liu Mingyu looked at the models on the runway in fascination and said, "I'm not afraid that you'll laugh at me if I tell you this, in another year or two, I'll really be in my thirties. But I haven't even worn a set of sexy clothes, I've never been in a relationship, not to mention those crazy and exciting things that young people do nowadays … Sometimes when I think about it, I've been muddle-headed all these years. "
"Didn't you have a boyfriend for a few years?" Yang Cheng remembered that Liu Mingyu once told him that her boyfriend went to the army and never came back.
Liu Mingyu smiled bitterly, "Yeah … I met him in university. Before he went to the army, he told me to wait for him, but ever since he joined the army, he never contacted me again. Some of my friends said that if it were them, they would have 'mutiny' long ago, but I was afraid that he would come back one day and say that I let him down, so I didn't look for a boyfriend again. Actually, until now, although I occasionally think of him, sometimes I can't even remember what he looks like … Am I too stupid? "
Yang Cheng felt that Liu Mingyu was not worth it. After all, with her beauty, it was too expensive to waste so much of her youth waiting for a man who would never come back. But this was her private matter, so it wasn't appropriate for him to say too much, so he only said, "As long as you think it's worth it."
"Is that so …" Liu Mingyu smiled faintly, "That's true."
Seeing that it was getting late, Liu Mingyu suggested, "Since you're working so hard as a chauffeur and also helping me block flies, I'll treat you to dinner."
"Where to?" Yang Cheng also felt hungry.
"The old place." Liu Mingyu blinked and said.
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