At dusk, the Huangpu River flowed gently under the setting sun. Through the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, one could clearly see the stunning reflections of the city in the blue sky, a breathtaking sight.
This is the unique perspective of the Bulgari Hotel in the Magic City.
"You don’t have to stand high to see far."
Zhong Huilan, sitting in the taxi, casually scrolled through her phone to calm her nerves and happened to see a friend she had noted as "Zhou Wang Junior (Jing City)" post such a message in his Moments.
In fact, when she saw other men post such things in their Moments, Zhong Huilan usually sneered at them, as she generally called them pretentious...
It was just that when she saw Zhou Wang posting like this, she instinctively gave it a like.
Then Zhong Huilan felt a bit nervous.
Because this perspective clearly indicated it was from inside a room...
The cause of the matter was this.
It was already the next day, and after reporting back to the hospital, Zhong Huilan found that Dean Gao wasn’t joking with her. She had really made a significant leap to become the acting vice dean of Jiahui International.
Although it’s "acting" vice dean, she wielded the full powers of an actual vice dean. Not to mention, that luxurious office over 100 square meters with an en-suite bathroom made Zhong Huilan’s eyes sparkle.
She even thought she could move her stuff here and just live in the office... Isn’t this better than her shabby apartment?
Of course, Zhong Huilan was just fantasizing; after all, she was only the acting vice dean, there was still a difference.
But no matter what, this sudden "social elevation," along with the respectful greetings everywhere in the hospital, secretly delighted Zhong Huilan for eight hours.
Then she received a call from Xu Wenqian, who claimed to be Zhou Wang’s assistant.
Regarding Zhou Wang wanting to see her, it was somewhat within Zhong Huilan’s expectations.
In fact, without meeting Zhou Wang, she found it difficult to put her mind at ease.
This windfall was too big. Even when waking up this morning, Zhong Huilan was still in disbelief, confirming again and again that Dean Gao had actually called yesterday...
After all, she had only met Zhou Wang once, not even close to being "acquaintances," only schoolmates, nothing more.
Suddenly receiving such a big favor from Zhou Wang, it wouldn’t make sense not to express her gratitude; even though she had nothing to offer Zhou Wang, she at least needed to strengthen their relationship, right?
People are greedy; having enjoyed the "vice dean" treatment, Zhong Huilan certainly didn’t want to return to being an unremarkable chief physician.
So, after setting a time, Zhong Huilan left work early, hurried home to change clothes, and headed to the Bulgari Hotel.
It’s just that since the meeting place was a hotel, which was slightly sensitive, and it was at sunset, it inevitably stirred some errant thoughts in Zhong Huilan’s mind, making her indecisive about what to wear.
But Zhong Huilan reconsidered and thought it was unlikely, probably just having dinner at the Bulgari restaurant?
She almost convinced herself. After all, that junior seemed very honest, but now seeing Zhou Wang post in a hotel suite, Zhong Huilan immediately lost confidence.
Could it be... he’s hinting something?
"Hello, we’ve arrived... that will be 42 yuan in total."
The taxi driver’s reminder brought Zhong Huilan back to her senses. She paid the fare and politely thanked the hotel doorman who opened the car door for her. As she entered the lobby, Zhong Huilan couldn’t help but stop by the mirror to tidy herself up a bit.
She fluffed her hair a bit. Seeing no one was paying attention, she tugged her dress hem inside her coat upwards slightly to reveal the lace edge of her stockings, and then touched up her lipstick...
Having fussed over her appearance for a bit, Zhong Huilan nodded in satisfaction at her reflection in the mirror.
What’s there to fear?
I’m a thirty-year-old woman. The other party is young, handsome, and wealthy; in any case, I won’t lose something by this encounter.
Thinking this made Zhong Huilan relax significantly, and after unfastening another button on her coat, she finally turned around and walked towards the elevator on her high heels.
Xu Wenqian was already waiting here. After shaking hands and introducing herself to Zhong Huilan, she led her to the VIP elevator, heading straight to the 45th floor. Stopping right at the suite door, Xu Wenqian paused.
"Director Zhong, Mr. Zhou is waiting for you inside."
Xu Wenqian opened the room door and stepped aside.
"Aren’t... aren’t you coming in?"
Realizing it was indeed a hotel suite, Zhong Huilan hesitated for a moment before asking tentatively.
"Mr. Zhou wants to chat with you alone."
Xu Wenqian replied with a smile.
Alone...
Zhong Huilan’s heart raced, but owing to the psychological preparation she did downstairs, she didn’t show any abnormality. After thanking Xu Wenqian, she entered the room alone.
Rounding the foyer and entering the living room, Zhong Huilan saw Zhou Wang.
The tall young man stood with his back to her in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a cigarette in one hand, chatting on the phone.
"... You should rest more often. Why are you working so hard?... Is Director Huang too demanding on you? If so, I’ll give him trouble... Are you sure? Okay, if you don’t want to trouble anyone, you better behave yourself... By the way, how’s your sister doing..."
Zhong Huilan wasn’t sure whether to approach or not, but Zhou Wang’s voice wasn’t concealed, so she clearly heard quite a bit.
Film crew? Shooting?