MTL - I’m a Professional at Seducing Rivals In Love [Quick Travel]-Chapter 73

chapter 73

In Fang Ai's imagination, her male **** Zongzi should live in a high-end villa area on the outskirts of the city. There is a big, spotless house with bright windows, beautiful flower gardens and porches full of design sense.

In short, it is the kind of house that top international designers should own.

So when she followed the navigation and found Zong Zi's residence, she couldn't believe it.

In front of them was an old community, with the dilapidated sign saying "Second Printing Factory", which seemed to be the kind of family courtyard assigned by employees.

Fang Ai took a deep breath, followed by a wave of gossiping female workers who came back from grocery shopping, and walked into this old community.

The address the president gave her should be correct, right?

Panting, Fang Ai climbed up to the fifth floor, took a breath, and then knocked on the door of 501.

No one answered the door.

Fang Ai raised his hand and knocked again.

This time, I finally heard footsteps coming from the door.

Fang Ai felt his heart beating a little faster, and quickly took a deep breath, secretly encouraging himself.

The door lock made a few "creaks" and opened.

Fang Ai felt that her eyes couldn't wait to cast her gaze into the gradually opening door, completely out of her own control.

His male **** is a very mysterious designer who rarely appears in public, and it is almost impossible to find a photo of him showing his face. Fang Ai has countless imaginations about him.

—But none of them could fit the young man in front of her properly.

Who would have thought that the world-renowned top designer would actually have a baby face that seems to be born with a smile?

He was very young, tall and slender, with a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, and the pupils were chocolate brown, which was more like black because of the backlight. His skin is extremely fair, and his naturally curly black hair makes him look younger than his real age. He has a baby face, obviously expressionless, and the corners of his naturally curved lips seem to be smiling.

He looked at Fang Ai and gestured for her to speak, but he had no intention of speaking.

Fang Ai's heart was pounding.

"Zong, is Mr. Zong?" She tried to speak in her brain, "Hello, my name is Fang Ai, and I am the special assistant of Mr. Tan, responsible for taking care of your diet and daily life, and taking you to the company."

She finished speaking in one breath, blinking and looking at the man opposite.

The man's chocolate-colored eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze passed over Fang Ai's body.

Even though she was excited because of seeing the idol in her dream, Fang Ai could read a kind of straightforward contempt from that gaze. There was a "thump" in her heart.

"First, I've never been a teacher, and I don't have students like you; second, I don't need to take care of you; third," he paused, and suddenly smiled, showing his white teeth, "Let Tan Jinxue Come see me in person."

In the next second, the heavy iron door slammed into Fang Ai's face.

The girl stood outside door 501 with a dull expression on her face.

There was a "boom" outside. The weather in summer changed as it said, Fang Ai stuck his head out from the apartment building, and immediately retracted it.

It was pouring down from the sky.

At this moment, Fang Ai's mood was worse than the weather.

On his first day at work, an ambitious intern stumbles upon his "spiritual mentor".

You know, there is still a thick stack of Zongzi's past designs in her backpack.

Fang Ai didn't bring an umbrella, looking at the rain outside, helpless.

What worried her even more was Zong Zi's third request...

She is just a small assistant, still an intern! How would she convey the words "Zong Zi asked you to meet him in person" to the CEO!

In the dark corridor, due to the rain, there was an unpleasant musty smell. Fang Ai couldn't help sniffling and sneezed.

The phone suddenly rang in his pocket. is an unknown phone number.

"Come out, the car is downstairs."

A man's voice came from the other end of the phone. Fang Ai was taken aback before realizing who it was.

"—Talk, talk about the boss?"

Fang Ai stuck his head out of the corridor again, and sure enough, he saw a black Bentley parked slowly in the rain.

A simple-looking young man opened the driver's door, held up a black umbrella, and trotted into the corridor.

"Assistant Fang?" the young man asked.

Fang Ai nodded hurriedly.

"Let's go." He gestured to Fang Ai.

The girl was a little apprehensive, and asked the young man quietly, "Mr. Tan... asked you to pick me up?"

—Isn’t it really here to pick her up? Fang Ai thinks she is a little self-aware. She is a young intern with no looks and no background. Does she need a car to pick her up?

The young man smiled "hehe" and said, "I'm the driver, so I can't guess what the general manager is thinking."

Fang Ai saw how secretive he was, so he had no choice but to stop asking, and the young man ran to the black car in the rain with an umbrella.

After opening the rear door and getting in, Fang Ai realized that there was still someone sitting in the car.

— Not only did they send a car, the president himself also came.

At this moment, Tan Jinxue is sitting next to Fang Ai, looking at her leisurely.

The patter of rain outside did not disturb the suffocating silence inside the car at all. Fang Ai suddenly had nowhere to put his hands and feet.

"Tan, Mr. Tan, good afternoon..." She babbled out a meaningless sentence.

The man nodded as a response to her greeting. Obviously, he had already expected the situation at this moment. Since Zong Zi is the chief designer of the company, this person should know about his unceremonious temper.

Thinking of this, Fang Ai couldn't help feeling a little frustrated and wronged.

For the first time, she thought that what she had received might be an impossible task.

"What did he say?" Tan Jinxue asked suddenly.

Fang Ai came back to her senses, and hurriedly said: "Teacher Zong said...he doesn't need a life assistant, and he wants to see you." She omitted the fact that she was bullied by the baby-faced young man because of the word "teacher".

Thinking of Zong Zi's unceremonious attitude, she was not only a little apprehensive. I couldn't help thinking about what the president would look like if he lost his temper.

Then I felt a strange look in the man's eyes looking at her, "You call him teacher?"

"Ah...um."

Then Fang Ai saw for the first time a real smile on the face of this unsmiling president. Although it was probably because she made some stupid and ridiculous mistake, Fang Ai still couldn't help feeling dazzled by this smile.

It turned out that the kind of man that my **** roommate Lin Tingting said, "Just look at his smile, it's like throwing away the whole world, and run away with him", really exists!

[Ding—the love value of the heroine Fang Ai: 55]

Tan Jinxue's lip corners have deepened.

The man withdrew his smile, and said lightly, "Change your name later." After he finished speaking, he didn't look at Fang Ai's reaction, and said directly to the driver in front, "Send Tezhu Fang back."

He said again, "Give me the umbrella."

The young man in front didn't seem to think it was strange for the president to get off the car here, and he handed the black umbrella to Tan Jinxue neatly.

Fang Ai watched in a daze as the man got out of the car, held up an umbrella and walked into the rain curtain, and soon entered the unit building.

The driver started the car.

Fang Ai asked: "Hey, why don't we wait for the discussion to come to an end?"

The driver in front turned his head and showed a usual smile, "Mr. Tan must stay overnight. This is Mr. Zong's house." The young man's tone was as flat as discussing today's weather, "Didn't Mr. Tan just say that I would send you off? Where are you going?" ?”

—Fang Ai: It seems that you just learned something important? ? ?

The author has something to say: The author went out for a while last night, so I will make up the update this morning, and give the little cuties a group~