Can you leave your phone number?
If Su Bin hadn’t been skilled enough to stop in time, he might have dragged her along just now.
What on earth was wrong with this woman? How dare she grab onto the car window?
“What do you think you’re doing?!”
Fu Siyu was now fully awake, staring at her as he shouted.
“I…” Cheng Lin knew she was in the wrong. What had just happened was indeed alarming.
“I’m sorry,” Cheng Lin said. “I didn’t mean to. I just wanted to get your contact information earlier. Today… I didn’t know this was the car coming to pick you up. Anyway, you did me a huge favor today. If there’s ever anything you need my help with in the future, I promise I’ll come at any time.”
As she spoke, she continued asking, “By the way, just give me your number. After I finish my exams, I’ll thank you properly.”
“Not necessary.” Fu Siyu couldn’t believe a girl could waste so much of his time.
“How is it not necessary? Whether you need it is your business; whether I want to thank you is mine.”
She had never liked owing people favors, so since she couldn’t get his contact information right now, she simply pulled a random piece of paper from her bag, took out the pen she carried with her, and quickly scribbled a string of numbers on it.
“This is my phone number. Feel free to reach out if anything comes up. Bye…”
As she spoke, she made a calling gesture with her hand, then waved a “bye-bye” toward him.
“Aren’t you supposed to be taking an exam?”
“Oh!”
She let out a startled yelp, then immediately ran off toward the teaching building.
Fu Siyu watched her run, her small figure growing smaller and smaller until she was completely out of sight.
Su Bin had been watching his reaction the whole time through the rearview mirror.
He felt like something was different, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was.
He just noticed that today, Fu Siyu hadn’t lost his temper, and he had even just reminded the young lady to get to her exam.
“Aren’t we leaving?”
He suddenly heard this question and his heart skipped a beat.
How fast could this man switch gears? Just moments ago, he wasn’t like that with the young lady, and now he was back to his usual cold, indifferent self.
Really!
“Yes, sir…”
But Su Bin didn’t dare say anything more. He nodded and drove off.
From then on, Fu Siyu didn’t close his eyes again. The piece of paper she had handed him was still clutched in his hand.
Whether it was his imagination or not, he felt like the paper was faintly warm to the touch.
He gently unfolded it to look. Written smoothly across it were eleven digits.
It started with 189.
Hmph…
He suddenly let out a low chuckle. A girl he’d run into by chance insisted on shoving her phone number into his hand.
And she even said she wanted to thank him, claiming she’d come at any time.
As if he needed that?
Su Bin felt a chill run down his spine at the sound of his laugh. He instinctively glanced at the rearview mirror, but saw no extra expression on Fu Siyu’s face—he merely crumpled the paper in his hand into a ball again and looked out the window.
Hurrying back to the company, he didn’t even have time to go to his office before heading straight to the conference room.
The shareholders had already been waiting long enough to lose their patience. Before he even pushed open the conference room door, he could hear a wave of displeased voices inside.
The moment he opened the door, the room fell silent. Everyone seemed to have prepared themselves, like actors, instantly swapping their gloomy expressions for faint smiles.
“The chairman is here,” someone said. “The chairman must have had a tiring journey, rushing back from the United States and coming straight to the meeting without any rest. You’ve worked hard.”
It was an older man, someone of moderate standing among the shareholders—enough to have a say in matters.
Fu Siyu acted as if he hadn’t heard anything outside just now, a smile still on his face.