It was 6:30 as scheduled, and Ji Xing arrived at the intersection ten minutes early. Afraid if the road conditions were good, Zeng Di arrived first, and had to wait for her.
In Beijing in the deep winter, at 6:30, it was already dark. The road was full of traffic, and the neon lights were flashing in the street shops.
All the prosperity had nothing to do with Ji Xing. It was minus three degrees, the north wind was strong, and she was so cold that she jumped on the side of the road.
At 6:25, the car hadn't arrived yet.
Her face was stiff from the wind, and she wanted to cover it with a scarf, but she was afraid that the lip gloss would stain the scarf.
It cost more than 7,000 yuan a scarf.
The cold air she exhaled was like cotton candy, fluffy in the night, and the cold was biting, and she was almost crying from the cold.
Finally, a white Tesla stopped by the roadside, the rear window rolled down, revealing Zeng Di's beautiful face, and she curved her red lips: "Come up."
When the window went up, Zeng Di's eyes casually dropped, and she scanned Ji Xing from top to bottom: her makeup and dress were all appropriate, she was pretty enough, and she was young enough.
Ji Xing got in the car, her cheeks pale, and she kept shaking.
"Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"No! I walked over, the road was too windy." Ji Xing tried to smile and said.
"The temperature has dropped in the past few days. As soon as the sun sets, the temperature is low. The weather was good a few days ago, but it won't be good for a while later." Zeng Di said, "The real winter is coming."
Ji Xing laughed dryly twice, not knowing how to respond.
In front of the company's boss, she was inevitably a little weak and cautious, and she couldn't relax.
The dark yellow street light was flowing in the moving car.
Ji Xing couldn't help but look at Zeng Di. When she got on the car, she found that she was very beautiful. She was wearing a loose white sweater and a silver-grey sequined skirt. The combination was fashionable and beautiful. Ji Xing had seen her in the street photos of foreign celebrities a few days ago. Her hair was simply tied into a bun, and she wore large, plump and round pearl earrings on her ears and a platinum diamond bracelet on her wrist, which was full of femininity.
She glanced at her quickly and then looked away. In her peripheral vision, she saw a brown coat and a Hermès platinum bag lying beside her.
Ji Xing grabbed the small strap of her LV bag and looked out the window silently.
Not far from the destination was a Chinese restaurant hidden among a large area of trees and grass. If it was spring, summer or autumn, it would be picturesque. But now it was winter, and there were only endless dead trees stretching hideously into the night sky.
After entering the door, Zeng Di reported "Mr. Han", and the waiter in a simple cheongsam smiled and led the two in.
Along the way, there are all kinds of murals, lights, incense, and wood carvings. It is an elegant place. The corridor is filled with a pleasant light fragrance, like some kind of pine wood.
Rich businessmen love to be pretentious, and they make such a big fuss when they have a meal. Ji Xing can foresee the drinking and laughing in a while, and she really feels that such a good place is wasted. But she shouldn't worry about this. The boss must have brought her here because they will talk about professional content at work, so just do a good job.
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As Beautiful As Beijing / As Beautiful As You
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