When was the last time she ate alone?
Xia Sanghuan shoveled a mouthful of fried rice into her mouth.
Although she had experienced it before, facing such an empty dining table alone again, she still felt a bit unaccustomed.
Fortunately, the butler had been standing beside her.
"Uncle Wang."
Thinking of the dream she just had, she couldn't help calling the butler.
"Yes, Miss Xia?"
"Has Chuanjin... called or anything?"
Hearing her words, the butler was stunned for a moment.
"No."
"Do you have anything to tell the young master? I'll call him right away..."
Just as he turned around, he heard Xia Sanghuan shouting in a hurry.
"No need!"
Maybe realizing that her voice was a bit too loud just now, the girl smiled apologetically at the butler.
"No need. Thank you, Uncle Wang."
She silently finished the rest of the meal and then went back to her bedroom to lie down.
Looking at the stars hanging from the ceiling, for some reason, she just didn't have the motivation to sit up and continue working.
Moreover, she was inexplicably worried about Leng Chuanjin.
After hesitating for a long time, she still took out her phone and called him.
The ringing lasted for a long time, so long that the call was hung up before anyone answered.
How could this be?
The girl frowned and glanced at the phone screen, which was still on the call dialing interface.
Was he busy?
Or in a meeting?
The uneasiness in her heart began to slowly grow.
She shook her head, put the phone back on the bedside table to charge, and patted her face, trying to pull her thoughts back.
It was useless to just think about it now. It was better to quickly devote her time to the next stage of work.
She got up from the bed, sat in front of the computer, and began to prepare for the next two papers to be published.
As soon as she opened her email, she saw more than a dozen new emails in the inbox.
She quickly flipped through them. Most of them were from people who said they wanted to "exchange experiences and insights" with her, and some pharmaceutical factories said they wanted to recruit her.
She sneered and unhesitatingly deleted all these junk emails.
Did these people think she was a fool just because she was young?
She flipped through the inbox again. After finding the materials sent by the chief editor, she started to work on the papers.
Although she was a bit annoyed, she had to write these medical papers anyway. Now there were just some more requirements.
...
"What's the hurry? Didn't I say that if you can't notify me in time, you can just call the internal company phone?"
Looking at the assistant who rushed in from outside the door in a hurry, Fu Moning frowned and looked up from the computer.
She didn't remember raising a rude little imp who didn't even know how to knock on the door.
"Sister Moning, please don't dwell on this for now!"
The assistant of course knew that their president hated being disturbed during her private time, but the situation was urgent now and there was really no time to delay.
"Just tell me what's going on quickly!"
Fu Moning glared at him.
"The partner, he... he..."
"Withdrew the investment."
When she heard these three words, Fu Moning's mind went blank instantly.
"What did you say?"
...
With a series of rapid sounds of high - heeled shoes hitting the floor, the door in front of her was opened with an almost out - of - control force.
"Mr. Kevin."
Although she had almost run here, there was not a trace of embarrassment on Fu Moning's face.
Even her hairstyle remained intact.
The man who was about to leave stopped in his tracks.
"I'd like to talk to you."
The man lowered his head and glanced at his watch - although he had looked at it countless times before.
"Sure."
"But please make it quick, Miss Fu."
"Aria and I still have to attend the next fashion show."
As he spoke, he glanced at the blond woman who had been sitting silently on the sofa.
"May I ask why you want to terminate the contract with our company?"
Seeing Kevin's extremely perfunctory attitude, Fu Moning simply stopped pretending.
"Can we discuss this in detail after the fashion show?"
The man looked at his watch again, and his tone was starting to get impatient.
Facing such a rude person, Fu Moning could actually not give way to him. Instead, she could continue to block the way and make them late, thus ruining the fashion show.
But she couldn't.
Whether it was for the long - term interests of the company or her own moral upbringing, she couldn't do it.
So she stepped aside, with a hint of humiliation.
In fact, when she first started her company, her father had shown his concern for her.
Starting her own company was indeed free and could maximize her abilities.
But while she could enjoy all the benefits, she also had to bear all the risks.
If she worked in the Fu family's company, no matter what, the Fu family would back her up.
Moreover, if something really big happened, her father and elder brother would take the blame.
But she didn't want that.
She didn't want to be like the other family's young ladies, always being locked in a cage called "family" like a canary.
So she chose to set up her own business and founded her own company.
Facts had proved that her choice was right.
She had inherited her parents' courage and talent, and within a few years, she had made the company go global.
But she never thought that she would fail in this one project.
"This Kevin is really too much."
The assistant murmured behind her.
"At first, it was him who came to talk to us about the cooperation, but now he just terminates the contract whenever he wants?"
"Did he pay the liquidated damages?"
Fu Moning, who had been silent all along, suddenly asked.
Hearing the president's words, the assistant was stunned for a moment and then nodded.
"Yes, he did."
"He seemed to be well - prepared. As soon as he told us he wanted to terminate the contract, within less than three minutes, the liquidated damages were transferred to our finance department."
Fu Moning pondered for a moment.
"Go and reserve a private room in the CJ coffee shop."
"Set the time after Kevin and his little model's fashion show is over."
"No way, Sister Moning!"
The assistant wailed.
"You're not still thinking about talking to him about the cooperation again, are you?"
"Otherwise?"
There was a hint of anger in Fu Moning's voice.
"This project is related to my family's company. If something unexpected happens later, it will affect both companies!"
After a brief silence, she asked hoarsely.
"How far has the project progressed?"
"We've already reached an agreement with the clothing brand."
Seeing that the boss was really angry, the assistant quickly put away his complaining tone.
"But the model who was supposed to wear that luxurious evening dress was to be provided by Kevin's company."
"Our company can't find a replacement model in the short term..."
Fu Moning gritted her teeth.
"If we can't find one."
"The brand will immediately stop cooperating with us."
"They may even put us on the blacklist."