Chapter 33 The Woman in the Birthday Hat
On the way back, Chen Chen was aimlessly browsing his Moments. The bag of fruit that he brought back intact was jolting back and forth, and even the bananas were softened.
She stopped when she saw a birthday photo.
This was posted by Yang Xin, a high school classmate I haven’t seen for a long time. There are already a lot of comments and even more likes.
She looked carefully and saw that the person in the middle of the photo was Cui Jing, whom she had just met some time ago. It was she who asked someone to send her to the differentiation area.
"Yesterday was her birthday." Chen Chen held his head, trying to erase his memory of the day. "What did I say to her that day?"
Chen Xu clicked on Cui Jing’s WeChat avatar, which was a white cat’s head curled up in something soft, as if it was in bed.
[Thank you for sending me to the differentiation zone that day]
Red envelope: [Happy??(ˊwˋ*)??Happy, I wish you a happy birthday. 】
She found an emoticon as the title to try to break up the deliberateness.
As soon as Cui Jing opened her phone, she saw several red envelope messages and blessings. She was a little surprised, as they were all from old high school classmates. They must have read someone’s circle of friends post last night.
She accepted the red envelopes one by one.
Her nominal husband lay dead in her friend list. Because the birthday registration on Cui Jing's ID card was wrong, Cui Jing's parents, the registration staff, and the computer system didn't know which side had the problem, and the date was postponed for a few days.
Zhai Yang, who knew nothing, was thinking about Xue Yijie's birthday. He couldn't think of anything after thinking about it, so he asked his secretary for help.
"Tang An Nian, if the person you like doesn't care about money, what would you give him/her?"
His cold brows were knitted together, full of confusion, and there was a neck patch on his neck. Just last night he differentiated into an Alpha. According to the inside information he got, it was hard to say whether it was good or bad, there were pros and cons.
But one good thing is: Xue Yijie is a Beta.
"Birthday present?" Tang An Nian immediately recalled several messages in his mind and selected the last eight digits of one of the ID cards: 0. The owner of the ID card information was Cui Jing.
What would she like?
"Most of the time it's about catering to their preferences."
But Cui Jing has good taste, and giving her clothes and bags may not necessarily suit her taste. What about winning by quantity? There will always be a few that she likes. Tang An Nian inexplicably felt that this idea was too opportunistic and not sincere enough.
She later met Cui Jing several times in the company.
Every time she goes to the bathroom, she has a bare face, except for a little bit of lipstick on her lips. The color is very light, sometimes matte, sometimes lip gloss, and most of the time it does not form a film.
Tang An Nian made tea for her, and a layer of oily, transparent color was lightly imprinted on the wall of the cup.
After sipping her tea, she leaned on the sofa in the office and commented, "Good craftsmanship." Her body was spread out, her eyes were half closed, her thin eyelids revealed hidden blood vessels, and the charm at her brows was as fragrant as agarwood.
Cui Jing doesn't like to wear makeup, and her clothes never sacrifice the body's movements and stretching. In the current group environment, she breaks away from the mainstream pursuit of beauty and detail. Such a person is very satisfied with herself. Or maybe she is conceited. This completely refreshed Tang Annian's perception of Cui Jing.
The two people's train of thought were not on the same line, and they both began to ponder.
Tang An read: "Two days later, the tanzanite and diamond bracelet at Yongle Auction House is estimated to be worth 24 million."
Big-name luxury goods sell status value, so only natural jewelry with such high price and good meaning is worthy of her.
Zhai Yang shook his head in his heart: Of course the bracelet is not suitable. She thought she was choosing a gift for a woman? Someone who could be misunderstood by her.
Zhai Yang just remembered something and looked at the memo. Cui Jing’s birthday was indeed coming soon.
"Just do as you say. Act as my agent and take the photo." He still had another negotiation to make, which was a tough nut to crack. It wasn't about making concessions, because he knew the man.
The only daughter of the Fan family is a willful and difficult person.
Even someone as calm and steady as Zhai Yang at work didn't want to deal with such a person. She might make some weird requests for the win-win cooperation between the two companies.
"If that person comes, go pick her up and agree to any unreasonable requests she makes." Zhai Yang felt a slight pain in his head.
"It seems that your company doesn't welcome us." Before Tang An Nian went down, a voice interrupted, "This office is nice. I'm Sister Fan's secretary."
An unruly young male secretary came in and looked around the office. Both teams came to negotiate, and he came up first. Tang An Nian recognized his face. He was a young man named Zhang, and he worked as a secretary just for fun.
Zhai Yang, who knew very well that the Fan family did not play by the rules, readily followed suit and asked Tang An Nian to pick up the others.
Zhai Yang was about to close his phone when Jie Jin sent him a picture. It was a screenshot of Cui Jing’s Moments that he got from somewhere. Zhai Yang frowned. Why was she celebrating her birthday?
"What are you looking at?" Secretary Zhang came over and commented, "This lipstick red is beautiful. Please send me the original picture."
Finally, he remembered something and said politely, "Thank you."
Zhai Yang turned on Bluetooth to transfer the file to him, not wanting to discuss with him why he didn't have the original image. His wife blocked him.
Ms. Fan was invited up by Tang Annian.
As soon as she arrived, she collapsed on the sofa. She didn't look like she was going to discuss cooperation. She looked at her watch out of boredom like a drug addict.
Compared to the occasional loose clothes in Zhai Yang's memory, she was wearing a formal suit today. However, she still wore it very loosely, and the suit was wrinkled and out of shape. However, because of her pretty face, she looked in an alternative fashion.
Secretary Zhang pondered the picture transmitted via Bluetooth and said, "I'll show you a lipstick color. It's very nice, but I don't know the color number. However... I feel that it may only look good when others apply it on it."
His phone was taken over by a hand wearing a watch. Fan Ci'en looked at the screen carefully and said, "What a coincidence."
Woman wearing birthday hat.
Meet you again.