Chapter 118 Not Trumpet Creeper
Clusters of green mist sway in the indigo evening. My eyes follow the endless clusters of mist, and before I know it, I seem to melt into the hazy green mist.
Wen Baijing came to the balcony at some point, put his arms around Ye Zhenzhen's waist from behind, and leaned on her shoulders tenderly.
The two of them melted into the green mist. He bit her earlobe gently, his voice lingering and tender: "Zhenzhen, let's go to the Maldives in a few days. Go out and relax for a few days before you take office."
In the past two years, Ye Zhenzhen has had very few holidays. When she occasionally goes out to play, she can only wander around the surrounding area and cannot go too far in a day.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Ye Zhenzhen smiled obediently and nodded.
As if she had thought of something, she turned her head and asked softly, "Starting from this year, am I eligible to attend the company's annual meeting?"
The company holds its annual meeting at the time when shopping guides are striving to achieve sales results, and they have no chance to attend the annual meeting.
Wen Baijing teased her half-jokingly: "Well, maybe your department will ask you to perform on stage at that time."
Ye Zhenzhen seemed to take it seriously, and said anxiously, "I only know how to ride a bicycle..."
Wen Baijing teased her with great joy: "Aren't you also good at throwing things around?"
It's not difficult to let go, but to show this talent at the company's annual meeting, you have to be a genius to perform it without batting an eyelid.
Ye Zhenzhen reacted and said in a coquettish tone: "Why are you so annoying..."
I'm going to get a promotion and a raise soon, and I'll have more opportunities to meet Wen Baijing, and we can go out and enjoy some time together.
Ye Zhenzhen was so happy that she could not express it in words. She had finally ushered in a happy life full of success and prosperity.
"Wen Baijing, thank you." Ye Zhenzhen turned her face and kissed him gently between the eyebrows.
He had influenced her invisibly over the years, and no matter where they ended up, she was grateful to him from the bottom of her heart. Ye Zhenzhen couldn't tell whether she was more grateful to him or loved him more.
"Ye Zhenzhen, never say thank you to me." Wen Baijing said seriously.
Every time Ye Zhenzhen said thank you to him, he said this. Just like when Wen Baijing said sorry to her, she also said this.
I don’t know if this can be considered a tacit understanding.
That night at dinner, Ye Zhenzhen wanted to have some wine to celebrate, and Wen Baijing agreed for the first time.
Being slightly tipsy, Ye Zhenzhen kissed him wildly and recklessly, so wildly that Wen Baijing felt like she had become a different person.
He was naturally ecstatic.
The two of them were so engrossed in each other that they didn't even know what day it was.
Ye Zhenzhen's voice was hoarse and she couldn't speak. Her vocal cords hurt when she opened her mouth.
She lay limply in Wen Baijing's arms, subconsciously playing with Wen Baijing's fingers.
The rigid white indentation on his slender fingers had gradually disappeared, and the marks of the shackles on his fingers finally returned to their normal skin color.
It took her two years and three months to finally see the scar return to normal.
Ye Zhenzhen looked at Wen Baijing's fingers, her eyes blurred and dazed. When would her traces appear on his hands?
Wen Baijing still felt it was not enough, his hands moved around, and his hoarse voice contained surprise: "Are you so happy today?"
Ye Zhenzhen was powerless to push his hand away, so she could only let him explore everywhere. She replied with a weak breath: "Wen Baijing, I want to be a kapok tree..."
"I understand, I understand..." Wen Baijing's gentle breath fell into his ears, "My Ye Zhenzhen has never been a climbing trumpet creeper."
Ye Zhenzhen tried hard to lift her heavy eyelids. Under the warm yellow light, Wen Baijing's face became even more charming.
It is true that a man's charm will only become apparent after he is thirty years old.
Ye Zhenzhen stroked his Adam's apple and suddenly felt a little afraid of getting old, afraid that this body, the only thing she could show off, would become old and ugly.
It turned out that she was so shallow and a vulgar person. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but mock herself in her heart.
...
Ye Zhenzhen's handover work was finally completed, and she completely relaxed.
At noon, Zhongli met up with him at a newly opened western restaurant, and they ordered a Wellington steak set menu for two.
We have endless things to talk about once we meet.
The joke was almost over, and Zhongli suddenly stopped laughing and asked in a serious tone: "Zhenzhen, why don't you be your own boss? You have sales experience over the years, and you also have knowledge of clothing."
Ye Zhenzhen was stunned for a long while.
Being your own boss is very glamorous, but you need capital to run a business, and it's still unclear whether the business will be good after the store is opened. It's not worth it to give up after climbing to a management position.
Ye Zhenzhen picked up the wine glass and took a sip of sparkling wine, then slowly put the glass down and said truthfully: "You know, I just paid the down payment for the house last year, and I need a stable job to pay off the mortgage. Besides..."
Zhongli knew that she didn't have much money, so he kindly gave her some advice, "You can ask your boyfriend to invest in you."
Before Ye Zhenzhen could say no, Zhongli continued, "I know you don't want to spend his money, why don't you just pay him back when you make money?"
Ye Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment. She really didn't want to have too much financial involvement with Wen Baijing. Business has gains and losses, and she didn't want to take risks with Wen Baijing's money.
No matter how rich others are, they will never be as comfortable as you who have some pocket money.
She was afraid of that kind of psychological burden.
Ye Zhenzhen picked up the knife and fork, but hesitated to cut the steak. She thought for a while, "Zhongli, my annual income as a regional store manager is conservatively estimated to be 200,000. I really don't want to take any risks, and I don't want to talk to him about it."
Once money is involved, Ye Zhenzhen is implicitly inferior to him.
Seeing that he could not persuade her, Zhongli could only laugh and tease: "It is definitely faster to make three million as a boss than as an employee."
Ye Zhenzhen revealed a knowing smile.
Zhongli raised his glass and clinked it with hers, and said sincerely, "When you figure it out, we can each contribute 50% and open a clothing store together."
Ye Zhenzhen forced a smile and replied perfunctorily, "Okay, wait until I save enough money."
Zhongli later said, "You've been together for more than two years. What's the problem with spending some of your boyfriend's money? It's not like he doesn't have money."
Ye Zhenzhen put down her knife and fork, picked up the napkin and wiped her lips gently, then slowly put down the napkin and said seriously: "Zhongli, opening a store is not something you can do on impulse. You need to consider the location, investment budget, target customers, product style, price positioning, etc. Have you thought about what products you want to make? Do you want to join someone else's brand or assemble the goods yourself? If you choose the franchising route, the more famous the brand is, the higher the capital required of the franchisee. The advantage is that the decoration design, including the props, is customized by the brand, and the company distributes the goods uniformly, saving you the trouble of doing it yourself... But you cannot sell other companies' goods privately, or you will be severely punished. The profit is not as high as assembling the goods..."
In short, a lot of things.
It is more troublesome to assemble the goods.
Before he even talked about matters related to assembling the goods, Zhongli waved his hands hurriedly. She felt a headache just listening to him.
Zhongli did not give up. "I don't want to listen now. Let's talk about it when you are willing to start a business with me."
Zhongli has a higher income than her and his family is better off. Zhongli is not afraid of failure, but Ye Zhenzhen cannot afford to gamble with her life.
Asking Wen Baijing to invest is investment in a nice way, but asking for money in a bad way. If you make money, you can pay it back, but if you lose, what can you pay back?
When she rejected Zhongli, she did so straightforwardly. But on the way home, she couldn't help but ponder over it again and again.
Zhongli looked serious and didn't seem to be talking casually. He wanted to make money by inviting her to be his partner. First, he valued her accumulated industry experience, second, the risk and investment were shared equally, and third, only if she invested real money would she treat it as her own business.
It is undeniable that I feel a little moved.