"Hello, I am Li Zhicheng from Cheng's Group. I met last time. I wonder if you still remember?" Li Zhicheng introduced himself on the other end of the phone.
Ling Yanyan was startled for a moment, "Hello, do you have any business with me?"
"We, Mr. Ling, would like to invite you to dinner tonight. I wonder if you are willing?" Li Zhicheng asked her politely on the other end of the phone.
"Make an appointment with me?" Ling Yanyan turned her back and lowered her voice.
"That's right. Are you willing to reward me with a favor?" Li Zhicheng asked her again.
Ling Yanyan hesitated for a moment, "Yeah, okay." Finally she agreed to him, she just didn't know how to refuse.
Feng Zhiming raised his head and glanced at Ling Yanyan, what did this silly girl want to do? Who made the call just now?
Throughout the afternoon, Ling Yanyan was a little uneasy. She kept typing typos in the information. When it was time to get off work, she held her bag in her hand and hesitated for a long time. "President, can I get off work?"
Feng Zhiming raised his head and asked, "You get off work so early. Are you ready to go home?" He didn't ask if she didn't say anything.
"I, I have something to do, I will go back to the apartment later." Ling Yanyan bit her lower lip tightly, but still did not explain.
"Okay! Go! Come back soon." Feng Zhiming continued to look down at the documents.
Ling Yanyan walked out of the office and closed the door. Feng Zhiming looked up at the closed door again.
There was a black BMW parked at the door. As soon as he saw Ling Yanyan walking out of the door, Li Zhicheng got out of the car and asked her to get in the car.
After the car drove away, another car followed closely behind.
After a while, the car stopped in front of Yunxin Hotel, and the waiter led him to a luxury box.
"Mr. Ling, Miss Ling is here." Li Zhicheng brought Ling Yanyan to Ling Yunxiang.
"Mr. Ling, hello!" Ling Yanyan bowed politely and greeted.
Ling Yunxiang stood up, signaled Li Zhicheng and the waiter to leave with his eyes, and then said to Ling Yanyan: "Please sit down, Yanyan, do you mind if I call you that?"
Ling Yanyan smiled and said, "Of course I don't mind." After sitting down, Ling Yunxiang poured her a cup of tea himself.
"This fruit tea tastes very good, try it." Ling Yunxiang kept staring at Ling Yanyan.
Ling Yanyan picked up the tea and took a sip uncomfortably, "Mr. Ling, I wonder why you came to see me?"
Ling Yunxiang lit a cigarette, took a puff, and looked at the nervous Ling Yanyan: "Don't be nervous, I'm inviting you here. I just want to treat you to tea and a meal. It won't take up too much of your time.
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"Oh, it's okay." Ling Yanyan finally smiled.
Ling Yunxiang stared at her: "It looks so similar when you smile." He murmured softly.
"Huh?" Ling Yanyan lowered her head when he stared at her, but after hearing his whisper, she raised her head and looked at him with some confusion.
Ling Yunxiang smiled lightly, "It's nothing, I just think you look a lot like an old friend of mine."
"Old friend?" Ling Yanyan was confused.
Ling Yunxiang put out the cigarette in his hand, "Yeah! If it weren't for the age difference, I would have thought you were her." Looking at her, I really didn't expect there to be someone so similar.
Will she be who she was back then? But why is her name Ling Yanyan? Her relationship with Feng Zhiming is so close, and he has no way of finding out everything in the past.
"Oh, that's it. Then your old friend must be someone you like very much, right?" Ling Yanyan could feel the feeling in his heart.
Ling Yunxiang sighed, "It's all in the past." As he spoke, he added more tea for Ling Yanyan.
"No need, I can do it myself." A general manager poured tea for her, but she felt uncomfortable.
Ling Yunxiang leaned back on the chair, "It doesn't matter, it's my honor to serve such a beautiful beauty like you. Yanyan, how old are you this year?"
"I am twenty-two this year." Ling Yanyan looked at his kindness, her guard slowly dropped, and she was no longer as nervous as before.
Twenty-two? They are even the same age, so there shouldn’t be such a coincidence, right?
"Mr. Ling?" Ling Yanyan looked at the dazed Ling Yunxiang and called him softly.
Ling Yunxiang came to his senses and said, "Yanyan, calling me Mr. Ling is too foreign. Just call me uncle!"
"Is this good?" Ling Yanyan didn't expect him to say that.
Ling Yunxiang nodded, "Of course it doesn't matter. I should be about the same age as your parents. What does it matter if you call me uncle."
"Actually, I am an orphan." Ling Yanyan said it without any ambiguity and told him the truth.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Ling Yunxiang confirmed her thoughts and guesses in her words.
"It doesn't matter! Anyway, I never know what my parents look like, so I'm used to it." Although Ling Yanyan said it didn't matter, her heart was sour.
"Don't you remember what your parents look like?" Ling Yunxiang walked up to her and patted her shoulder.
Ling Yanyan curled her lips, "Yes! I have never seen them. I lost my parents when I was born." Yes, that's right! She has no parents, not since she was born. Her father abandoned them.
She is still the same whether she is there or not.
At this time, the waiter brought the meals in, placed them in front of the two of them one by one, and then exited the box.
"I don't know what you like to eat, so I ordered the special dishes here. Eat it quickly. It won't taste good when it's cold." Ling Yunxiang walked back to his seat and said to Ling Yanyan.
Ling Yanyan picked up the knife and fork and began to eat the meal. After a while, the waiter brought a bottle of 1994 Bordeaux red wine and poured it for the two of them.
"Yanyan, I'm glad that you can have this meal with me today." Ling Yunxiang raised the wine glass in his hand.
Ling Yanyan looked at him holding up the wine glass in his hand, "I, I don't know how to drink."
"It doesn't matter, drink less." Ling Yunxiang picked up the wine glass in front of her and handed it to her.
Ling Yanyan took the wine glass he handed over, clinked the glasses and took a sip.
It was already late after the dinner. Ling Yunxiang and Ling Yanyan stood at the door of the hotel, "Mr. Ling, thank you for inviting me to dinner tonight."
"Why are you so polite again? Let me take you back!" Ling Yunxiang took the car key handed over by the waiter and opened the door. "Get in the car quickly!" Seeing that she was still hesitating, he urged her.
Seeing his persistence, Ling Yanyan got into the car. "Thank you, Uncle Ling." Ling Yunxiang drove away.
The car stopped below the apartment building, "Uncle Ling, thank you for sending me back."
Ling Yanyan got out of the car, waved goodbye, watched the car drive away, then turned and walked towards the apartment.
I had just taken two steps when I heard Feng Zhiming's cold voice coming from behind, "You came back really early."