He had finally gathered the courage to come all this way.
Perhaps Jiang Nan Fang would not embarrass him in front of everyone.
It would be worth a try to go down.
But he definitely couldn't bring the flowers.
He would lose his head, shed blood, but Zhan Bei Jue's reputation must not be tarnished.
What if she rejected them in front of everyone, how would he ever hold his head up in front of his subordinates?
"Sit in the car and don't move. Wait for me."
After taking a few steps, Zhan Bei Jue pushed open the car door and walked down.
To prevent everyone from realizing he was now crippled, he leaned against the car door, not moving.
He rested his arm on the car roof and waved at the crowd.
"Nan Fang."
Everyone was enthusiastically discussing where to eat next.
As the host, Jiang Nan Fang lowered her head, checking addresses as she walked.
Hearing a familiar voice call her name, she thought she was hallucinating and looked up.
As it turned out, it was indeed him.
It was the first time she had seen Zhan Bei Jue dressed like this.
A turtleneck sweater, a dark coffee-colored short jacket, his hair neat, his face clean, as if he had recovered quite well after leaving the hospital…
Bah!
Why was she admiring his looks again?
Hadn't she already told him she wouldn't see him again?
Why was he showing up at her company door so late?
It wasn't just her who saw Zhan Bei Jue; everyone else did too.
They had collectively defected and betrayed him, and on the very first day of their betrayal, they ran into him face to face.
Everyone felt a bit awkward for a moment.
"Why is he here? What is he doing here? Could it be that Vice President Gao went back to complain, and he's here to settle accounts with Engineer Jiang?"
If only it were that simple.
Jiang Nan Fang thought, glancing back at them.
"You all wait here. I'll go see what exactly he wants."
Jiang Nan Fang took two steps forward, looking at him with a blank expression.
"It's so late, Mr. Zhan, what brings you here?"
Her tone was not friendly, indicating she was still upset.
It made sense, Ke Teng was still lying in the hospital, and if she easily got back with him, wouldn't Ke Jing Yu be furious?
"Nothing. I just heard you secured the national grid project and are now preparing for it."
"I came to see if there was anything I could help with."
Looking at his affectionate tone, his act as a love saint was almost unrecognizable.
Jiang Nan Fang sneered.
"If you had your project snatched away, you should hate me. Why would you kindly come to help me?"
"State your true intentions. I don't have time to play games with you."
"I'm not playing games with you. I'm just here to see if you need any help."
Zhan Bei Jue walked forward two steps, leaning on the car, and examined her face carefully.
"Are you not eating properly because of overtime? Don't push yourself so hard. If you're really too busy, I can help you myself. Look at you, you're getting thinner and thinner."
Jiang Nan Fang hated him trying to charm her and took a step back in exasperation.
"Stop pretending to be affectionate. What does it matter to you if I'm thin or fat? Anyway, I have a face like a fox, whether I'm fat or thin, I'm no good!"
"..."
"You say that as if it's true. If I really needed help, would you, President Zhan, put aside your status and become my employee, taking orders from me?"
Although her words were sharp and left no room for negotiation, Zhan Bei Jue remained patient.
"I truly cannot do that. However, as long as you say you need people, I will find the person you need to cooperate with you, no matter where in the world I have to search."
"Thank you so much for that, but I don't need it. These few people are enough."
Jiang Nan Fang acted like a stubborn shrew, unyielding.
"Alright. We're done talking. We're going to have supper. Can you leave now?"
At this moment, Zhan Bei Jue seemed like a fawning dog without self-respect.
"Supper? You haven't had dinner yet?"
He seemed to have missed the point. The point was for him to leave, wasn't it?
Jiang Nan Fang increasingly disliked his solicitous attitude, acting as if she owed him something.
Where was the ruthless and heartless Zhan Bei Jue who used to mock her so casually?
The persona of a devoted and honest man really didn't suit him.
"I ate, but I'm hungry again now, and I want to eat another meal. Do you have a problem with that? It's not like you have to pay."
"Coincidentally, I'm also hungry again."
Zhan Bei Jue hadn't expected himself to say such subservient words, but he couldn't help it.
Thinking that she would be surrounded by these men, eating and drinking, and perhaps even drinking too much by accident,
He felt uneasy.
"We've been colleagues, and I've never treated them to a meal before. Now that I'm leaving, I'll take this opportunity to treat them to a farewell dinner. Do you have any objections?"
This was truly bizarre.
Could it be that Zhan Bei Jue genuinely had a conscience?
Would he be tormented by guilt?
Even after she had been so fierce, he still wouldn't leave?
Seeing his persistence, Jiang Nan Fang couldn't quite figure out what she was feeling.
She glanced back at everyone.
"Mr. Zhan said he's never treated you to a meal before and wants to compensate you with one. He's treating tonight. Are you willing to go?"
What?
President Zhan not only wasn't going to blame them for their mass defection but was also going to treat them to a meal?
This was truly a grand gesture!
It seemed they still held considerable importance in President Zhan's heart.
Everyone erupted: "Thank you, President Zhan!"
Jiang Nan Fang could only defer to the majority: "Then let's go together."
Zhan Bei Jue walked with her: "What do you all want to eat?"
"Get in our car. We'll discuss it on the way."
Lu Ming Zhe, who had been sitting in the car, finally couldn't stand it.
Seeing Zhan Bei Jue about to follow her, he quickly lowered the car window.
"Hey, hey, hey, Zhan Bei Jue, don't be so heartless, alright? There's still someone here. What about me if you leave?"
Jiang Nan Fang then realized there was someone still in the car.
Zhan Bei Jue didn't even look at him.
"Don't you have the keys? Drive yourself back."
"...You're going to eat and drink with everyone else, and I'm supposed to drive back by myself?"
"You didn't eat enough dinner either?"
"Is this about eating enough or not? This..."
"If you don't want to go back so early, find a restaurant yourself and have some supper. Don't follow me."
Lu Ming Zhe was truly impressed by him.
Did this ex-wife have three heads and six arms? Or did she know some kind of sorcery?
How could she have turned him into this, looking like he had lost his soul the moment he saw her?
Pathetic.
"I can leave, but the flowers, you don't want them?"
Lu Ming Tian grabbed the flowers from the back seat and pushed them through the car window.
"Your red roses, do you still want them?"
Jiang Nan Fang looked back and saw him holding a delicate bunch of roses.
There were about less than ten, wrapped in transparent paper, tied with a white ribbon.
The color combination was quite fresh, much cuter and more petite than the usual enormous bouquets.
Zhan Bei Jue walked over, snatched them from Lu Ming Tian, and handed them to Jiang Nan Fang.
At the same time, he lowered his voice: "These are for you. It's my first time buying flowers, so I don't know what you like."
"If you like them, take them. If not, take them back and throw them away. There are so many people watching, do me a favor."