The relaxed atmosphere at the table turned stifling because of a single sentence from the man.
Bi Shuang noticed that the expressions of the man and woman sitting across from them changed instantly.
It was as quick as a Sichuan opera face - changing performance.
The four of them finished their meal unpleasantly.
"I think I deserve an explanation!"
Women are quite sensitive about how people are addressed. When the woman, Ding Ruola, heard Qin Hongyu's way of addressing Fang Siyan, she immediately realized that Fang Siyan had been lying to her.
Fang Siyan didn't say a word. He stared silently at the steering wheel, pondering whether he should tell Ding Ruola the truth.
But this wasn't the right time to come clean. He hadn't officially participated in the board meetings of Fangyuan Group yet.
Most importantly, the situation was unstable. All kinds of forces were eyeing him covetously. Everyone was waiting for Fang Siyan to make a mistake, eager to see him fall from his high position.
Even the girl beside him was with him because she admired him.
Fang Siyan was terribly afraid that one day, when he no longer had his current status, wealth, or resources, Ding Ruola would still love him as she did today.
Love born out of admiration was always so fragile.
Once the idol was shattered, all feelings would vanish.
"We met through the foundation. You know some people just can't stand those of us who are involved in teaching and charity."
Such things did happen. Back in college, classmates used to make such jokes. She couldn't take it seriously just because it happened to Fang Siyan.
Ding Ruola thought it was pointless to keep arguing.
Fang Siyan drove Ding Ruola home, but halfway there, he was summoned back by the board.
With a sudden brake, Ding Ruola's phone fell to the floor.
"Something urgent?"
The man nodded, indicating that the matter there wasn't a big deal. He wanted to drop Ding Ruola off first.
But the girl refused.
Since Ding Ruola was unwilling, Fang Siyan didn't force her. This place was only one kilometer away from their home. It would only take about ten minutes to walk there.
The girl got out of the car first and crouched down to find her phone under the seat.
It was an overcast day. For summer, an overcast day was a blessing.
Most people on the street were wearing short - sleeved shirts, and most girls were in dresses.
Ding Ruola took a look around. The styles of the dresses this year were mostly designed by Little Sparrow.
"Welcome!"
There was actually a Moon physical store so close to home. Ding Ruola had always been looking for a chance to visit a physical store, and now she finally had the opportunity.
"Which style is the hottest this year?"
The salesgirl sized up Ding Ruola. She couldn't recognize any brand on Ding Ruola's clothes. The only thing she knew was the bracelet on Ding Ruola's hand.
This bracelet was the latest model of Shiner, with an average market price of about 100,000.
She was dressed in non - brand clothes, but her bracelet was a luxury item. It must be fake, the salesgirl thought.
Moreover, Ding Ruola's attitude of directly asking about the hottest style as soon as she came in.
The salesgirl thought Ding Ruola was a money - worshiping woman who wanted to show off without having any money.
"Over there!"
The girl rolled her eyes at Ding Ruola and casually pointed in a direction.
Ding Ruola looked in the direction the girl pointed. These styles were not the latest designs of this year.
"Aren't these the latest designs this year?"
The salesgirl walked over with a gloomy face and pointed to a wall on the left.
"Buy it or don't touch it!"
Generally, there were rules in these stores that light - colored clothes couldn't be touched with hands.
Ding Ruola was aware of these rules, but when she heard the way the girl spoke to her, she got really angry.
"Call your manager here!"
The salesgirl thought she hadn't said anything too offensive. Why was this woman shouting to call the store manager?
"Do you have the money to buy it?"
Ding Ruola was dumbfounded. Obviously, this woman had misunderstood her.
The salesgirl thought Ding Ruola wanted her to call the store manager to complain about her.
However, Ding Ruola just wanted to know the sales volume of the clothes to figure out the future design direction.
"I don't want to waste my breath on you. Go and call the store manager!"
The girl immediately got angry. No matter what Ding Ruola said, the girl just refused to call.
Finally, an old salesperson couldn't stand it anymore. There were rules in the store. No matter whether the customer was being unreasonable or not, a salesperson who spoke like this would be fired.
"May I help you?"
The old salesperson came over, pulled the young girl away, and talked to Ding Ruola for a while.
In no time, the old salesperson called out the store manager.
These store managers were usually well - trained. When he heard that it was someone from Solaka Studio, he immediately prepared the information Ding Ruola wanted.
Ding Ruola was quite satisfied with the data.
The young salesgirl who had been rude at first went weak in the knees when she saw the store manager's attitude towards Ding Ruola.
She never thought that this woman, who dressed so ordinarily, was actually so capable.
"You call a girl like this ordinary!"
As the old salesperson got older, her vision became broader.
After Fang Siyan returned to the company, it wasn't an urgent matter. It was just that someone from the Gu family came to do business. What was different this time from the previous times was that the person who came was different.
No one expected that the Gu family valued the Chinese market so much that even Deng Lirong was sent over.
Fang Siyan was the first one to oppose it. Naturally, the small shareholders who followed Fang Siyan also wouldn't approve.
Sixty percent of the people were against it, and the remaining forty percent could only get anxious with Deng Lirong.
"Nephew, you're being a bit unfair!"
"You're fair. The Fang family can't learn such ways!"
With these sarcastic remarks, Deng Lirong looked at the small shareholders who were watching the show. She picked up her bag and slapped her assistant.
The assistant, a middle - aged man, was completely stunned by the slap. He covered his face and followed Deng Lirong.
"Don't call me for Gu family matters in the future. I won't agree. It doesn't matter who comes!"
The other shareholders looked at the furious man.
The older shareholders knew about the feud between the two families and basically stood on Fang Siyan's side.
But the new shareholders didn't know much about the previous generation. All they wanted was the European market. They were just lured by the generous conditions offered by the Gu family.
Fang Siyan threw the documents directly into the trash can. Zhang Jun followed behind, carrying Fang Siyan's computer.
"Boss, there's still one more problem!"
Zhang Jun turned on the computer, pulled up a report, and trotted a few steps to get in front of Fang Siyan.
"Look at it tomorrow. It's not that urgent."
Fang Siyan had a vague sense of uneasiness. This time when Deng Lirong came, Gu Tingjun hadn't gone back yet.
Now most of the Gu family members were in China. He regretted leaving Ding Ruola on the way instead of taking her directly home.
When they were going home, they were angry with each other, and Fang Siyan didn't notice if there was anyone following them on the road.
As soon as he walked out of the company building and was about to call Ding Ruola, he found that her phone was out of service after calling several times.