Although Xu Zhihong was clearly trying to curry favor with Lin Ruoxi, when it came to business, he retreated and advanced at the same time. He would concede the benefits that he should concede, and he would not let go of the opportunity that he should fight for.
In fact, Xu Zhihong was very clear that when dealing with a woman like Lin Ruoxi, blindly pleasing her would not work. As a businessman, he had to have a way to convince the other party. If he could give up his career for a woman, how could such a man win the heart of a strong woman like Lin Ruoxi?
Similarly, after entering the formal meeting, Lin Ruoxi also became more talkative. She was not good at private socializing, but when it came to business, this unbelievably beautiful woman also had the demeanor of a "gossipy" woman. Many times, she would argue for what was right, and only stop when she got the most benefits.
As a result, after about an hour or so, Yang Chen, who was bored to death, could only stare at Furball who also had nothing to do.
Furball was clearly interested in Yang Cheng, and from time to time, he would give Yang Cheng a few provocative glances.
Yang Cheng honestly did not like this unkempt brawny man. Although from the moment he entered the door, Yang Cheng could tell that this guy's battle prowess was comparable to that of an elite international mercenary, and he should have been an instructor in the Marine Corps. However, this kind of guy could only be considered an "ordinary person," and was not at the level of a "warrior" in Yang Cheng's eyes.
So, when Hairy Ball looked at him with a 'teasing' and 'scornful' gaze, Yang Chen had the urge to give him a slap to wake him up. But when he thought about it, he was now considered a white-collar worker, and it was better not to casually hit people. He had to take his wife's business into consideration.
So, Yang Cheng could only sit on the chair and take out the phone that Lin Ruoxi had given him. He downloaded a game called "Bubble Bobble" and began to seriously "play."
"Alright, I hope Chairman Xu can keep his promise. In this year's Fall Fashion Show, your company's stage design and our company's Fall Fashion Show will definitely win a wider market." Lin Ruoxi finally signed the revised contract. Because she had been talking for a long time, her cheeks were flushed, revealing a rare gentleness.
Seeing this scene, Xu Zhihong was stunned for a moment before he nodded solemnly and said, "Definitely. I hope we can cooperate happily."
The two of them exchanged documents before settling their work matters. It was already past seven o 'clock in the evening.
"Business is done. I think you must be hungry, Ruoxi. Let's serve the dishes."
Lin Ruoxi was indeed hungry. Like other women, in order to maintain her figure, Lin Ruoxi only ate a small sandwich for lunch. After working so late, she was also hungry, so she nodded lightly.
Xu Zhihong clapped his hands, and the waiter at the door immediately began to busy himself with a smile.
Dinner was traditional Western cuisine. When a set of Western cutlery was placed on the table, Lin Ruoxi looked at Yang Cheng worriedly. It was obvious that the sudden change to Western cuisine was to embarrass Yang Cheng again.
"Sir, what is your name?" Xu Zhihong looked at Yang Cheng with a faint smile.
"My surname is Yang, and my name is Chen." Yang Cheng yawned. He was also sleepy and hungry. Seeing that it was Western cuisine, he muttered in his heart, "It's not as good as a bowl of ramen."
"Mr. Yang, it's our first time meeting, and I don't have any good gifts. I specially ordered a bottle of 1992 Nebbiolo, and I hope Mr. Yang can have a taste." With that, he signaled the waiter to bring over a bottle of beautifully packaged red wine.
Yang Cheng sneered in his heart, but he didn't say anything. He raised the wine glass on the table with three fingers and let the waiter pour the red wine into the glass.
The waiter only poured a little bit and stopped.
Yang Cheng wasn't surprised. He took back the glass, shook it gently, and smelled it again. He tilted the glass and put the wine on the tip of his tongue to take a small sip.
Seeing this, Lin Ruoxi, who had been a little nervous, relaxed. Yes, this rascal grew up in the United States after all. He must have eaten traditional Western cuisine, but I don't know if he knows famous red wine like Nebbiolo. I hope he doesn't talk nonsense and embarrass himself.
There was a flash of surprise in Xu Zhihong's eyes, and he asked with a smile, "How does Mr. Yang feel?"
"The raw materials of Nebbiolo are mainly from Italy's Piedmont, Barolo, and Barbaresco regions. The highest level is the general French Margarita Bordeaux red wine, which is not particularly outstanding. However, this kind of wine has the fragrance of cloves, pepper, licorice, plum, dried plums, and rose. More importantly, it has a bitter chocolate taste, so it is still relatively different. "Yang Cheng said unhurriedly as if the wine was brewed by him.
This time, Xu Zhihong was obviously a little surprised. In fact, even if he often drank this kind of wine, he couldn't say such detailed information. He wouldn't believe that Yang Cheng just happened to know this. After all, every action of Yang Cheng was in line with the standard etiquette of an upper-class gentleman eating Western food.
"Mr. Yang is really knowledgeable. No wonder Ruoxi asked you to accompany her." Xu Zhihong said with a fake smile.
"It's just so-so." Yang Cheng was really not interested in talking to this hypocritical man. He said straightforwardly, "If I don't have some skills, how can I be my little Ruoxi's husband? Right, my wife?" As he said this, he looked at Lin Ruoxi ambiguously.
Lin Ruoxi's sweet dimples instantly turned fiery red. Although she knew that Yang Cheng was helping her block Xu Zhihong's attack, being called "wife" in this kind of situation still made her heart a little unbearable. Her heart almost jumped to her throat. She nodded somewhat stiffly and said with a mosquito-like voice, "Hmm." Then she pretended to be calm and lowered her head to sip the red wine in the glass to cover up her embarrassment.
Xu Zhihong never thought that the man selling mutton skewers in front of him would really dare to make a deal with him directly. He even teamed up with Lin Ruoxi to put on a show to fool him. One hand holding the crystal clear goblet, his veins popped out. His face was a little green as he laughed dryly and said, "So the two of you have tied the knot. I'm really sorry … I was rude."
"No, no." Yang Cheng smiled indifferently and said, "I know. With my conduct, being able to marry my Ruoxi is like sticking a flower in cow dung. It's normal that Manager Xu didn't see it. I don't care about these things. Originally, I was worried that I didn't have much money in my pocket. How could I take my wife to eat a good meal. I didn't expect President Xu to treat me. You are really too considerate. "The implication was that you are just a fool who gave money.
Xu Zhihong endured his anger and took a sip of red wine. He smiled and said, "Mr. Yang must be joking. To be able to get Ruoxi's appreciation, how could I be short of money? Let's serve the dishes."
"Okay, serve the dishes." Yang Cheng didn't seem to notice Xu Zhihong's fiery eyes. He picked up his knife and fork with a mischievous smile. He let the waiter behind him put the appetizers on the table and started eating.
Lin Ruoxi heard Xu Zhihong's angry words. Her heart was a little perturbed, but when she saw Yang Cheng eating and drinking like a country bumpkin, she found it a little funny in her heart.
This person just doesn't have a proper occupation. He is obviously proficient in western food and western food culture that I can only look at from behind, but he has to eat in such an indecent manner. It's really inexplicable …
Gradually, Lin Ruoxi's worry also dissipated. Who cares? Since things have come to this, I will just take one step at a time. Thinking like this, Lin Ruoxi felt very hungry and started to move her knife and fork.
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