To quickly put an end to his uninspired babbling, Jiang Nanfang impatiently replied.
"Jiang Nanfang."
"Jiang Nanfang? Which Jiang? The Jiang of 'bright moon shines on the great river,' or the Jiang of 'ginger,' or the Jiang of 'borderland'?"
"The Jiang of ginger."
"Nice, a good name."
Unexpectedly, instead of terminating the conversation, Zhou Jinxiu launched into more talk.
"Let's add each other on WeChat."
"..." Are we that familiar?
Barely having exchanged a few words, he wants to add her on WeChat. Is he sick?
Jiang Nanfang ignored him. "Sorry, I just returned from abroad and don't have WeChat."
Zhou Jinxiu: "Is that so? Then give me your phone number. I don't mind making long-distance calls, whether you're in China or abroad."
Jiang Nanfang tilted her head, looking at him as if he were an idiot.
"May I ask why I must give you my phone number? I already said we won't meet again. Mr. Zhou, do you have comprehension issues, or do I have expression issues?"
Zhou Jinxiu's young, clean face was always beaming with a smile.
"Neither. The problem is that Miss Jiang is too beautiful, I fell in love with you at first sight, and I want to pursue you. Is that okay?"
Nearly 30 years old, and still talking about love at first sight and declarations of love from the get-go – isn't that disgusting?
"Sorry, I don't like those three words," Jiang Nanfang said, frowning.
"And you sound so greasy when you talk, not sincere at all. Saying 'I love you' is as casual as saying you're full, it's sickening."
The "melon-eating master" in the front row: "Pfft..."
Zhou Jinxiu had no dignity whatsoever and didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed.
"Really? But others say I sound very charming when I say those three words. Perhaps you just don't know me well enough yet."
"Give me your number, and we can get to know each other better. Maybe you'll be begging me to say those three words to you every day in the future."
There's a popular internet term recently: overconfident man.
Although Zhou Jinxiu had more money in his pocket than the average man and a more decent appearance, she couldn't help but want to describe him with those three words at this moment.
You're so greasy. Where do you get the confidence that you're so extraordinary?
Jiang Nanfang used the last shred of her reason to explain to him.
"Sorry, Mr. Zhou, I am sure I won't fall for you, so I don't want to give you my number. Can you understand that?"
After she finished speaking, he changed the topic.
"Are you Zhan Beijue's girlfriend?"
"???"
This thought process is truly bizarre.
"Does not giving you my phone number have any direct connection with Zhan Beijue?"
"Aren't you an employee of his company? I saw last time that you seemed very close."
"That's right, Zhan Beijue is indeed taller, more handsome, and richer than me. But anyone who knows him well knows that he has psychological problems."
"Although he looks respectable, you definitely wouldn't be able to handle him in a relationship."
"Look at me, I'm witty, humorous, gentle, and kind. Honestly, I guarantee you'll be much more comfortable with me than with him."
How much further is this journey? Jiang Nanfang felt she couldn't take it anymore.
"Driver, can you speed up a bit? I'm in a hurry."
Finally arriving in front of the company building, Jiang Nanfang asked the driver how much it was as she got out of the car.
The driver said, thirty-seven yuan.
Zhou Jinxiu immediately handed over a hundred-yuan bill. "I'll pay for her. The rest will be my fare later. No need for change."
"Miss Jiang, aren't you in a hurry? Go ahead and get busy. See you another day."
"I've added you on WeChat using the number you called from earlier. Get it through when you have time. Don't worry, it's just adding a friend, I won't bother you."
After speaking, the driver shifted gears, stepped on the accelerator, and drove off.
Watching the taxi vanish into the traffic in the middle of the road, Jiang Nanfang was speechless for a few seconds.
She took out her phone and opened WeChat.
She accepted Zhou Jinxiu's friend request, and without a word, transferred him fifty yuan, with the remark "fare," then deleted him.
Zhou Jinxiu didn't accept, nor did he reply to her, so he didn't know she had deleted him again. .oΓg
Triumphantly, he took a screenshot and sent it to Zhou Jinbei, with the caption: There's no woman I, your brother, can't conquer.
Zhou Jinbei quickly replied: "Damn, you hooked up that fast, bro, you're awesome!"
"Not bad. Normal level."
Today is his mother's birthday, and Zhan Beijue didn't go to the company after returning from Chongcheng.
Gong Beibei and Zhou Jinbei were both there to accompany his mother, and perhaps more women would show up.
He found it bothersome to sit among women and was about to go upstairs when Zhou Jinbei called him.
"Second Brother, wait."
She walked over to him with her phone and sat down.
"Look, this is who my brother just hooked up with. It seems to be the woman who lived opposite you before."
"My brother changes girlfriends countless times a year, but you? Aren't you a bit worried at all?"