The CEO opened his briefcase, took out a thick, pure black notebook, and laid it open on the table. He then took a gold fountain pen from his jacket pocket, elegantly unscrewed the cap, and asked Yang Wei, "What time do you usually get up?"
Yang Wei said, "6:40."
While taking notes in his notebook, the CEO commented, "I think you could get up ten minutes earlier so you have enough time to prepare breakfast."
Yang Wei twitched her lips and said, "I usually eat breakfast on the bus."
The CEO continued taking notes: "This habit is bad and needs to be changed."
Yang Wei's lips didn't even want to twitch anymore.
The CEO continued, "What are your hobbies?"
Yang Wei said, "I'll draw and read novels."
The CEO's hands flew as he took notes: "Your painting is quite good; it can cultivate one's character. Does 'novel' refer to romance novels?"
"yes."
"You could consider switching to world classics, preferably the original English versions."
Yang Wei chuckled.
The CEO then asked, "What sport do you like to play?"
"sleep."
The CEO finally put down his pen, looked up at Yang Wei, and said with a charming yet arrogant expression, "I like it too."
Yang Wei: "..."
Please promise me you'll read fewer CEO romance novels!
Yang Wei stood up and gave the president a standard 45-degree bow: "Today's meeting is now adjourned. Thank you for taking the time to come, President."
CEO: "..."
The third person to come for a blind date... Yang Wei will temporarily call him a nouveau riche. Although her mother said that this person claimed to be the son of the richest man in City A, his unconventional hairstyle and the thick gold chain made him look more like a nouveau riche.
"Hello, Miss Yang." The nouveau riche tossed his hair smugly and sat down opposite Yang Wei.
Yang Wei smiled as she watched his hair fluttering in the wind, without saying a word.
The nouveau riche leaned forward, about to say something, when his phone rang in his bag. He glanced at Yang Wei and said, "Excuse me, I need to take this call."
Yang Wei nodded, indicating that he could do as he pleased.
Then, she watched as the nouveau riche pulled out a cell phone, two cell phones, three cell phones... until the seventh cell phone, before finally finding the ringing one.
Yang Wei looked at the rows of phones on the table, all of them Peach 10, and all seven colors of the rainbow were there.
The nouveau riche picked up his gold-plated phone and answered the call: "What? So the project needs another billion in investment? Fine, go ahead and invest. Why are you calling me about such a small thing? Don't you know I'm on a blind date?!"
The nouveau riche hung up the phone with a "beep" and said to Yang Wei with a smile, "My subordinates are really incompetent, don't mind them."
Yang Wei smiled and said, "I don't mind."
The nouveau riche put the golden peach back on the table and said to Yang Wei with great interest, "These are all the latest peach styles. I specially collected a whole set. Aren't they beautiful?"
Yang Wei asked, "Can we summon the dragon?"
The nouveau riche thought for a moment and said, "I'll go back and try it tonight." He paused, then smiled at Yang Wei and said, "These weren't bought by selling my kidneys, you know."
Yang Wei nodded and said, "I know, there's a limit of two kidneys you can buy."
The nouveau riche gave her a look that said, "You really know your stuff," and asked mysteriously, "Guess what my family does?"
Yang Wei said, "Maybe it's someone piloting a Gundam."
The nouveau riche scoffed, "What's so great about piloting a Gundam? We're way better than that."
Yang Wei looked at him with admiration: "Your family doesn't sell tea eggs, do you?"
"Shh!" the nouveau riche quickly stopped her. "Keep your voice down! Don't let anyone hear you."
Yang Wei took a deep breath and smiled at him, saying, "Since your family is so rich, why didn't you consider buying a few more 'IQ recharge cards'? It's heartbreaking to see you in arrears for so long."
A smart upgrade card? How could he not have something so high-end! So the nouveau riche rushed out to buy the upgrade card.
When the last man arrived, it was already five o'clock. He was probably the youngest of the four men who came for blind dates today, looking to be in his early twenties. He had a pair of prince-like, melancholic eyes, and even his hair was dyed a prince-like golden blonde.
So Yang Wei decided to call him Prince.
The prince, dressed in a white suit, walked up to her and bowed: "Beautiful lady, are you Yang Wei?"
Yang Wei nodded and said, "Yes, that's me."
"Oh, it's nice to see you." The prince straightened up and smiled at her. "Look how sunny it is outside. Are we really going to waste such a beautiful day in this dreary café?"
A waiter passing by him subtly rolled his eyes at him.
Yang Wei stood up and asked, "Then what do you think is not a waste?" In general, she felt that coming to this blind date today was a huge waste.
The prince smiled at her and said, "I wonder if I would have the honor of inviting you to go boating on the lake with me?"
Yang Wei understood; this was the same model as Fang Chengran's.
She and the prince went to a nearby park, where, as expected, there were quite a few people boating on the artificial lake. To better connect with nature, the prince specifically chose an open-top boat—the kind with oars.
Because this job required exceptional professional skills, they were also assigned a boatman. The small boat slowly glided to the center of the lake. On the shimmering water, the prince took a deep breath, captivated, and said to Yang Wei, "Such a beautiful setting makes me want to sing a song. Would you like to listen?"
Yang Wei turned to the boatman and asked, "Are you willing?" She didn't care, but if the boatman couldn't take it and jumped into the lake, she wouldn't be able to row the boat back.
The boatman said fearlessly, "Sing it, I'm used to it."
Then the prince began to sing with deep affection: "Let us row—with our oars, our little boat pushes—through the waves..."
Yang Wei: "..."
The boatman couldn't take it anymore: "Sir, I don't mind, but I'm afraid if you keep singing, this lady will jump into the lake."
The prince stopped singing and gazed at Yang Wei with deep affection: "You jump, I jump."
Yang Wei: "..."
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Upon returning to shore, Yang Wei immediately updated her Weibo account with a message—
Professor, please take your medicine: Look, that silly guy is flying in the sky! [Bye]
Yang's mother followed them all the way to the park. When she saw the last man on the blind date leave, she quickly came up to Yang Wei and asked, "How was it? Did you find anyone you liked?"
Yang Wei turned her head with a smile and looked at her, saying, "These people today weren't all introduced by your square dance teammates, were they?"
Mrs. Yang asked in surprise, "How did you know?"
Yang Wei waved to her and asked, "Am I really your biological daughter?"
Mother Yang persisted, catching up and asking, "Isn't there one you like?"
Yang Wei stopped and grabbed her mother's shoulders, saying seriously, "Mom, I'm already very strong to be alive. Don't ask me such bizarre questions anymore!"
Mrs. Yang: "..."
"Also, I've used up my entire year's quota today, so please don't ask me to go on blind dates for the next year."
Mrs. Yang: "..."
After returning home, Yang Wei collapsed onto the sofa, not wanting to move an inch. She'd been drinking coffee all afternoon, and it seemed like she didn't need to eat dinner.
She grabbed her bag, pulled out her phone, and lay down on the sofa to scroll through Weibo. The Weibo post she had just made had already received two replies.
Calabash Brothers Painting Classroom V: Didn't see it, fake news, already reported. [doge]
Wait three more minutes V: What's wrong? =3=
Look, look! They're both women, but Da Da is much more considerate than Jian Shuang when it comes to waiting three more minutes!
Professor, please take your medicine. Reply to @WaitThreeMinutesV: My mother is forcing me to go on blind dates _(:з」∠)_
Wait three more minutes for V to reply to @ProfessorPleaseTakeYourMedicine: Blind date (⊙o⊙)? Judging from your Weibo, it seems it didn't work out O(∩_∩)O——
Professor, please take your medicine. Reply to @WaitThreeMinutesV: [Bye] Sir/Madam, I've always been curious, why did you choose the pen name "WaitThreeMinutes"?
Wait three more minutes. V replied to @ProfessorPleaseTakeYourMedicine: Oh, because I was waiting for my instant noodles at the time. [doge]
Yang Wei: "..."
Some truths are better left as suspense forever.
Qi Xiaoyan stared at the computer screen, reading the conversation under Yang Wei's Weibo post three times over, before finally clicking the little red X in the upper right corner.
Monday mornings are always more crowded than usual. Yang Wei, holding a bottle of milk, finally managed to squeeze to the back door and grabbed the handrail with one hand.
A high school girl sat by the back door, engrossed in a magazine, seemingly oblivious to the crowded carriage. The actress on the cover had flaxen curly hair, and Yang Wei couldn't help but glance at her again.
Haha, isn't this Professor Qi's idol, Song Jin?
A year ago, the hit movie "Painting Soul" made many third- and fourth-tier artists famous, but the biggest winner was undoubtedly Song Jin, the female lead who debuted with "Painting Soul". When "Painting Soul" held a public audition for the female lead, it caused a great stir across the country. Song Jin, who was finally selected, made her first appearance at the premiere of "Painting Soul".
Her outstanding appearance and the title of "academic genius in the entertainment industry" made her an overnight sensation across the country. The box office success of "Painting Soul" further propelled her to the shortlist for Best Actress.
Even Professor Qi would browse her homepage.
hehe!
Yang Wei harbored inexplicable hostility towards Song Jin ever since Song Jin debuted. What she hated most was that people always said she looked like Song Jin.
It looks just like Mao!
She gripped the handrail and glanced at the magazine cover a few times; the title was in large pink font, quite eye-catching.
Even the goddesses of otaku had their first love! Let's take you back to the goddesses' youthful days!
"Here, you can borrow it if you want to read it." The girl suddenly closed the magazine and handed it to Yang Wei. Yang Wei was speechless; she really didn't want to read it...
"You're a fan of Song Jin too, right? I can tell by your hair, you got it done like Song Jin's, right? It looks pretty good."
Yang Wei: "..."
I had this hairstyle back in college, when Song Jin was probably playing in the mud somewhere!
The girl persisted in holding up the magazine. She glanced at Yang Wei a few times and said, "Hey, but you do look a lot like Song Jin."