Xing Luo was still nuzzling against his chest, not lifting her head. “No, the station’s pretty busy. I still have to mentor the newbie, so I don’t really have the time.”
Xing Luo’s answer caught Jiang Yichen off guard.
“What about your annual leave?” Jiang Yichen asked again.
Xing Luo paused. She wanted to save her annual leave for a trip after they broke up—she didn’t want to use it now.
Using it now, just to accompany Jiang Yichen?
Way too much of a loss.
“Can’t take it off. I have to mentor the newbie.” Xing Luo lifted her head from his chest and said coyly, “But I can come find you on the weekend.”
Jiang Yichen was about to get angry, but when he heard Xing Luo’s words, he broke into a delighted smile instead.
He reached out and pulled her closer.
He was surprised at his own transformation. His emotions were completely at the mercy of Xing Luo.
In the afternoon, Jiang Yichen drove Xing Luo to the station.
Before she got out of the car, he said to her, “If there are any issues with the contract, just have the marketing department handle it. No need for you to run back and forth.”
Xing Luo looked at Jiang Yichen and smiled. “Got it, darling.”
Her tone curved playfully, but it didn’t come from the heart.
With that, she got out and walked away.
This time, Jiang Yichen didn’t drive off immediately. He watched Xing Luo walk into the radio station.
Only after her figure gradually disappeared did he step on the gas.
He gripped the steering wheel tightly, his heartbeat unconsciously quickening.
It was a feeling of losing control over both body and mind.
When Xing Luo arrived at the station, Zhou Yan happened to be there too.
“Here so early!” Zhou Yan asked with ill intent.
“Yeah, just getting familiar with tonight’s topic with Lu Lin.” Xing Luo knew what Zhou Yan was after, but she didn’t bring it up herself.
Seeing that Xing Luo hadn’t mentioned the Jiang Chen contract, Zhou Yan took the initiative to ask, “Did you go to Jiang Chen?”
“I did.” Xing Luo didn’t look up, her eyes fixed on the files on her computer.
“Did you close the deal?” Zhou Yan craned her neck, waiting to see her make a fool of herself.
She had been to Jiang Chen once herself. Back then, she got stuck at the front desk and couldn’t even figure out where the elevator was.
Xing Luo couldn’t have done any better than her.
Sure, she was pretty, but business wasn’t about looks.
Xing Luo looked at Zhou Yan with a blank expression. “Your show’s about to start soon, isn’t it? Shouldn’t you go get ready?”
Zhou Yan had no intention of leaving. She giggled and said, “Oh, it’s no shame if you couldn’t close the deal. Everyone knows Jiang Chen’s contracts are hard to negotiate.”
“It’s just that the station director seems to have high hopes for you. Looks like you’re going to let him down.”
“But it’s fine. Just keep trying next time.”
Zhou Yan let out a low chuckle.
Xing Luo definitely hadn’t closed the deal. If she had, she would’ve rushed straight to the station director’s office.
When would she report her achievement if not now?
Xing Luo slowly looked up and gave a faint smile. “You think I definitely couldn’t close it?”
Zhou Yan laughed in a snide, sarcastic way. “Oh, of course I want you to close it. But if your abilities are limited, don’t get discouraged.”
“Next time, just send your 160-centimeter boyfriend to try. Maybe he’ll get lucky.”
Xing Luo let out a scoff. She reached into her bag, pulled out the contract, and laid it on the table. “Take a look for yourself.”
Zhou Yan’s gaze landed on the contract on the table. The words “Jiang Chen Group” were written in large characters across it.
“How is that possible?” Zhou Yan picked up the contract and examined it closely. “You actually closed it? This contract isn’t fake, is it?”
Xing Luo snatched the contract back from Zhou Yan’s hands. “Your hands are so dirty. Don’t get the contract dirty. Otherwise Jiang Chen might not honor it.”
“Impossible! How did you do it?” Zhou Yan pressed.
Xing Luo let out a light laugh. “Anyway, it’s not something you could learn.”
Xing Luo brushed past Zhou Yan and walked into the station director’s office.
Zhou Yan stood frozen in place.
She had originally wanted to use this to deflate Xing Luo’s arrogance, but instead, it had only boosted her.
But how on earth did she manage to close that contract?
And in just one day.
Inside the station director’s office, the director looked at the contract and let out a gratified laugh.
“I said I wasn’t wrong about you. Great job this time. The ad can be inserted into your show.”
“Thank you, Director.” Xing Luo smiled. “The marketing department can contact Jiang Chen directly now.”
“Alright, go ahead and get back to work.” The director said.
Xing Luo stepped out of the director’s office. She hadn’t taken two steps when she ran into Lu Lin in the hallway.
Lu Lin grabbed Xing Luo’s arm and said in a rising tone, “Sister Xing, I just saw Zhou Yan. Her face was twisted with anger. I bet she wanted to embarrass you, but instead she gave you a chance to shine.”
“She didn’t stop to think—when has Sister Xing ever missed the mark?”
Lu Lin and Xing Luo walked and talked.
“Sister Xing.” Lu Lin looked around and whispered, “How exactly did you do it?”
Xing Luo looked at Lu Lin and gave her an expression that invited speculation.
Lu Lin drew in a sharp breath and said softly, “Sister Xing, you… you didn’t sell your looks, did you? Sister Xing, you have a boyfriend. That wouldn’t be right.”
Xing Luo glanced at Lu Lin and let out a sigh. “Do you know what kind of place Jiang Chen is? Even if I wanted to sell my looks, someone would have to take the bait.”
Lu Lin let out a sigh of relief. “That makes sense. So what method did you actually use?”
Lu Lin tugged at Xing Luo’s arm, her face full of curiosity.
Xing Luo stayed silent, so Lu Lin pressed on, “Good sister, just tell me.”
Annoyed by the pestering, Xing Luo whispered into Lu Lin’s ear, “Just go straight to their CEO’s office and throw yourself into his arms.”
Lu Lin: …
“Really? Or not?”
“Guess.”
Lu Lin said, “I can’t guess. Don’t mess with me.”
Xing Luo and Lu Lin returned to the office, and she sat down in front of the computer. “Kids shouldn’t pry into these things. Focus on improving your business skills—that’s what matters most.”
She patted the seat beside her, signaling Lu Lin to sit down.
Lu Lin pouted. No matter how curious she was, she couldn’t keep asking. She had just graduated, and her job was still very important to her.
Lu Lin obediently sat down.
Xing Luo pointed at the computer. “Familiarize yourself with tonight’s theme. Ask me if you have any questions.”
Lu Lin nodded like a pecking chicken.
Encountering someone willing to seriously mentor her at work was a rare stroke of luck.
Of course, Lu Lin would cherish such an opportunity.
At President Jiang Chen’s office.
Li Xiang was in Jiang Yichen’s office.
“President Jiang, the flight for three days from now is booked. 3 PM, to Rongcheng.”
Jiang Yichen nodded. His fingers tapped lightly on the desk, his eyes fixed on the computer screen, while the wheels of his chair kept scraping against the floor.
Li Xiang noticed Jiang Yichen’s restlessness and asked again, “President Jiang, is there anything else?”
Jiang Yichen: “Do I look like something’s on my mind?”
Li Xiang stared at the constantly rolling wheels and said, “Yes.”
Jiang Yichen followed Li Xiang’s gaze and realized the wheels were making a racket.
He braked the chair with his foot and cleared his throat. “Book a flight to Rongcheng for Xing Luo this weekend. Send it to her directly once it’s done.”
Li Xiang’s hand holding the phone paused for a moment. He asked again, “President Jiang, you mean book a ticket for Miss Xing?”
Jiang Yichen tapped the desk. “Yes, Xing Luo. Any problem?”
Only then did Li Xiang confirm he had indeed heard Xing Luo’s name. “Understood, President Jiang.”
Li Xiang stared at Jiang Yichen for a moment, then left the office.
Jiang Yichen was acting strange today—not only had he been distracted since returning, but he had also taken the initiative to book a ticket for Xing Luo.
In the past, Xing Luo had repeatedly asked to accompany Jiang Yichen on business trips, but he had always refused, feeling that bringing a woman along was a burden.
Li Xiang shook his head. This wasn’t his business to worry about.
After booking the ticket, he sent the flight details to Xing Luo.
Xing Luo received the message just before the show started.
She opened her phone and glanced at it, feeling no stir in her heart. Instead, she let out a light chuckle.
Piece of junk. Who cares.