Chapter 05
Zhou Yinchu had never been a person who would show mercy.
At the outset, Wen Ning understood that she shouldn’t have unrealistic expectations, but the room card in her palm at this moment still made her feel chills flare up all over her body, and the little man of shame scurried around in her body, and she couldn’t imagine that this was the offer Zhou Yinchu had made, nor did she think that he would have handed it over to her so frivolously, through the hands of another person.
It was as if such a move was considered ordinary in their world.
Wen Ning didn’t know where her anger came from, from Zhou Yinchu’s alms to himself with an explicit price tag, or from lamenting the endless cruelty of the years that had made that man see it as a trivial matter.
How unwilling she was, she had to admit that Zhou Yinchu was not the same as the teenager he was back then.
At the moment, his approach was particularly egregious.
However, the choice left to her was never really much, and even if the vicious cold swept around her body, Wen Ning did not completely lose her ability to judge.
This was one of the few chances to squeeze Li Che into that school.
The assistant added, “Mr. Zhou is one of the school directors of Xin’an International, and many of the school funds cannot be carried out without Mr. Zhou’s operation, so you don’t have to doubt Mr. Zhou’s ability.”
Unburdened, he packs his bags for his old boss.
As if hesitation such as his own was completely undeserved.
Wen Ning stopped here for a long time, until the lid of the plastic box of wontons strangled her fingers with a thin scar, and she finally felt pain as an afterthought, and the sternly waiting woman loosened her mouth, “I’ll seriously consider it.”
“You can go over there tonight.”
The time left for her to think wasn’t much, if that Zhou Yinchu fellow still had an ounce of humanity left in him, then there was no way he would just let her go to the hotel he was in at night.
It had been a long time since Wen Ning had felt that a person didn’t have the most basic sense of propriety and shame.
The guilt of the day passed in an instant, replaced by a more profound realization of humanity.
Tonight?
Returning to this matter, Wen Ning thought she was completely out of temper, having been completely smoothed out by life, but was so deeply disgusted by someone’s self-righteousness that she couldn’t wait to scold them. But that still wasn’t enough to quell her anger.
Poor people, in fact, for self-esteem is the most sensitive, the most can not stand this bare . Naked. Naked humiliation.
However, it couldn’t wait too long, and the shame was put aside for the time being. Back to the wonton hall pace has a few tired Wen Ning found that the sun is setting, three or two guests one after another, they do not continue to do business in the night, almost to the closing time, the thin ray of sunset, the thin teenager pretends to be easy to move the bulky wooden stools –
In my mind, the saying “Children of poor families are born early” echoed again.
These clichéd words sent ripples through a young mother’s heart, and Wen Ning couldn’t help but feel sorry for her own child.
She leaned over and snatched the wooden bench from his hands, “Put it down, you go back and do your homework.”
“Mom, I finished writing a long time ago,” the child stubbornly grasped the bench in his hands, “I want to recite my recitation homework to Sister Xiao Yang later.”
Her words betrayed herself earlier than her body, “Then you can recite it to Sister Xiaoyang, and mom happens to have a few more things to do and wants to take advantage of the evening to go to the ‘wholesale market’ ……”
The consistently upright and kind-hearted mother was mouthing off to pave the way for her own lies.
Wen Ning was uneasy, as if she was doing something deviant, far more outrageous than her early love affair with Zhou Yinchu in the first place – but since for the sake of its desired consequences, she had to suppress all her thoughts as soon as possible and make this benefit-maximizing choice.
Under the stairs of the Hundun Restaurant hides a not-so-spacious bathroom.
But this place was cleaned up every day.
Wenning couldn’t remember how long she had flushed her face, only that she ultimately wished that the woman’s appearance in the old mirror looked less inferior.
As she wished, it seemed as if the heavens had heard her cries and had not experienced this falsehood to the detriment of her appearance.
The skin was as old as ever.
Repeatedly she was changing the petticoats inside, mulling over the process, and she was fixated on how to make herself less of a mess this night. She looked at her untextured underwear, the most expensive one, Victoria’s Secret, which she’d gotten during the sale season, and surprisingly hadn’t worn it more than a couple of times, and the straps were already getting flimsy.
That color might have been popular three or five years ago.
Putting it down for the moment, it was already completely out of fashion, not to mention, that kind of strong color punch of bra, she subconsciously thought Zhou Yinchu would not like it.
Deciding that this whole thing about going to the hotel wasn’t hard, the hard part was in the process of getting ready to go see him.
Her husband had just died six months ago, so how could she backtrack to meet another man?
Every layer of traditional and secular perceptions wrapped her in layers, and she was slightly impervious to them.
Damn Zhou Yinchu.
What kind of gentleman is a man who takes advantage of people’s danger?
Or perhaps, he had set out an attitude from the beginning of that relationship that he had never been a decent person.
Wen Ning felt that she had gotten completely lost in such hasty and confusing preparations, and in the end she casually found a piece of white underwear to put on. The polyester bra looked slightly newer before it had time to yellow.
She had completely forgotten that the ones she had purchased didn’t fit.
By the time Wenning turned out the lights and made a reservation to go to the Ritz-Carlton through her cell phone software, her fingertips were slightly trembling.
She could clearly feel the immorality of what she was doing, but under the darkness of the night, everything made sense.
She hadn’t worn high heels for a long time, and what she loathed wasn’t perhaps this pair of affordable black high heels, what she loathed was her own self that needed to use these high heels to please men-
However, it wasn’t as if Wen Ning hadn’t thought that Zhou Yinchu might be satisfied with just sizing her up once, or humiliating her verbally for a few moments.
He might not be able to generate any interest in himself today.
As it turned out, she was still too young too simple.
Jiang Cheng, Ritz-Carlton, top floor executive suite.
Zhou Yinchu meticulously handled his work, but today’s gaze fell on his cold metal dial from time to time. The assistant who was reporting to him was like an enemy, as the daily minor errors could always be glimpsed by the boss, and coldly brought up in the least measured way.
However, the boss today opened his mouth on a topic that had nothing to do with the content of his work: “Did you give her the room card?”
He got up, turned his back to his assistant, and walked alone towards the landscaped floor-to-ceiling windows, the tall buildings of the CBD of Jiangcheng in full view, while the man only moved forward, the setting sunshine replaced by an even more splendid night view. And the assets under the man’s name made him enough to be the owner of any building he wanted.
Assistant Lin gave a full account, “It’s already been handed over to Ms. Wen.”
“What did she say?”
“I don’t quite understand what Miss Wen meant, she said she would seriously consider it,” the assistant didn’t fill his words with words, yet he couldn’t high up the boss to feel doubly despondent, “Originally, Miss Wen could have even prepared a bowl of wontons for you.”
“Where are the wontons?”
Zhou Yinchu snapped back, but his attention fell on the bowl of ravioli.
The assistant still can’t help but leave room for his boss to speak, he can’t say that after hearing the conditions, he immediately withdrew the bowl of wontons, the wontons are a small matter, but it is a big matter to hurt the boss’s face.
“Later, I was focused on talking to Ms. Wen about the location of the hotel, and I forgot to take …… it.”
“Then you go back now and help me get that bowl of wontons back.”
“Mr. Zhou, I’m afraid that even if I get it back now, that bowl of wontons should be rotten,” the assistant should have known better than to mention that bowl of wontons, and now that it’s come to this he’s desperately searching for wiggle room, “Why don’t we wait for a day when you’re free, and you can personally go to her store to eat.”
Zhou Yinchu suddenly burst out laughing.
“You just told a lie, most likely that woman wanted to send a bowl of wontons to fool me in order to be grateful,” Zhou Yinchu turned around, answering without thinking, “Seeing my room card, I’m afraid that even that bowl of wontons doesn’t want to be sent to someone like me.”
No need to ponder, he knew all about Wen Ning’s little nature, and knew in his heart the assistant’s fawning falsehoods at the moment.
“Who wants that bowl of ravioli thanks?”
Smooth, mixed with a hint of harsh words just heard the man never exposed emotions.
The assistant wanted to concur, but did not dare to voice out, touching the private affairs of Mr. Zhou, originally also by virtue of Mr. Zhou’s trust in him, but excessive involvement and concern is a taboo for these subordinates.
The first time he did such a thing, the assistant vaguely felt immoral.
Despite the business gossip flying around, they are no strangers to part of the relationship between men and women, who has fallen in love with who, who and showbiz women get closer, these things are like a common occurrence. Most people in the world of fame and fortune do not know, but no one said.
But his boss has shown complete candor.
Right off the bat, he told himself he was looking for a woman to come over.
This was extremely rare for Assistant Lin, the boss would hardly mention his private life in front of anyone, or maybe his private life was already filled with a nearly full schedule of work, thus losing his so-called private life.
Mr. Zhou made an exception.
He wanted himself to find a woman for him, the specific address he has investigated clearly, as long as the room card to the woman.
Gossip once surged to the heart.
He was curious, in the end, what kind of woman will be in a number of years later is still attracted to the week total, see that the light and not gaudy, Qingli but not flow in the bland and tasteless, face everywhere in the white are just right face, he suddenly realized.
Rumor has it that the temperament of the Jiangnan beauty burns, since it is difficult to hide.
At first sight, such as the words of the book implicitly gentle eyebrows, covered with a layer of hazy water mist, can not really see, but it is difficult not to be stunning.
No wonder.
Zhou will always remember so many years.
And the high and mighty boss rarely concerned, “Let’s go, it’s hard for you today.”
Assistant Lin bowed, screened out the door, and closed it again. However, he wasn’t sure if the woman was coming back, for which Assistant Lin wasn’t entirely sure, and if he hadn’t been wrong before he closed the door, the same was true of the old boss.
Mr. Zhou, who had taken over the management from his uncle and had never lost a battle in the history of business mergers and acquisitions, was also hesitant and stood alone by the window suspiciously.
It was as if he was facing a test that was beyond his ability.