Chapter 98

Wu Di sat in the car, carefully recalling the experiences of the past twenty days. He found himself seemingly pushed by an invisible force, with each day filled with busyness. Although he was doing things he enjoyed, it was clear that there was no real planning. In the past, when asked to make a sales plan, he would procrastinate, but now he needed a plan.

Tomorrow, he would first report to his second master, then quickly handle the company's affairs, find a way to pay off his debts, and take some time to go home to attend the opening ceremony of the 4S store. After that, it seemed there was nothing left to do.

It's not much, just a few days to sort things out, then he would find time to study more. In a month, he was confident he could make his master satisfied.

He contacted Mr. Wang to set a meeting place for dinner. Wu Di gathered his spirits and drove off.

The dinner place was a quiet private restaurant. Besides Mr. Wang, there were two others: a middle-aged man with a large belly, who was Mr. Meng, Mr. Wang's boss, whose demeanor was friendly but distant, and an old man who seemed to be there just to make up the numbers.

The dinner was tasteless, ending before seven. Mr. Wang paid the bill and apologized to Wu Di:

"Little brother, it's all because that old Liu insisted on meeting the person who spent seventy thousand on the cloisonné. I'm sorry this time, but next time I'll make it up to you with a special dinner."

"Mr. Wang, you're too kind. I'm honored that the big boss would see me. I owe you, Mr. Wang!"

Wu Di spoke sincerely, and Mr. Wang, thinking he was being polite, chatted a bit more before letting him go. The reason for the meeting was indeed that old Liu wanted to see him. Old Liu was a famous appraiser in Tiancheng. Recently, he heard rumors that a better-preserved Qianlong cloisonné four-sided landscape hollowed-out heart-shaped gourd bottle had appeared. He suddenly remembered seeing a high-quality imitation at Mr. Meng's place over two years ago and wanted to see it again, only to find it had already been sold. This time, Mr. Meng brought him to the capital to see things, and he thought of meeting the collector to see if he had made a mistake back then. When he met Wu Di, he realized he was indeed the salesperson Mr. Wang had mentioned, and he felt relieved.

After seeing off Mr. Wang and the others, Meng Yao's call came in:

"Mr. Wu, didn't we agree to work together? Aren't you going to come over and work, or are you waiting for us to serve you?"

Work together? It seemed like a casual mention at the time, but now it was taken seriously. Whether he had eaten or not, how could he miss such an opportunity? Wu Di immediately set off. Hu Zili and the others had to arrange a phone report for the evening, and if that didn't work, they could meet the next day.

Dinner was simple: two small dishes and a dish of twice-cooked pork. It was said that the twice-cooked pork was added especially for Wu Di, which moved him to tears. Meng Yao seized the opportunity to say:

"Hmph, isn't your sister good to you? You must be obedient from now on, just like Dian Dian next door, understand?"

"Yes, Commander! But can I ask, is Dian Dian a child?"

Meng Yao tried hard not to laugh and replied:

"Yes, not even a year old! So cute! When I hold him, he licks my fingers, hehe, it tickles."

A one-year-old child, it seemed quite difficult for him to do that. His gaze followed Meng Yao's laughter over her white, tender fingertips, then he felt a chill...

"You're dead! What are you looking at with those wandering eyes!"

"I want to apply for the same treatment as Dian Dian!"

"Sure, call me twice and let me hear."

"A one-year-old can talk? That doesn't sound right. My mom said I started talking late, and I still couldn't speak fluently at three!"

"Adi, don't listen to her, Dian Dian is a puppy!"

Meng Yao was already laughing on the bed, and Wu Di was covered in black lines. Suddenly, he barked twice and pounced at Meng Yao with his mouth open. Meng Yao screamed, jumped off the bed barefoot, and pushed Wen Lan into Wu Di's arms. Wu Di instinctively caught her, feeling how soft she was...

"Let go! You're really making me angry, I won't care about you anymore!"

Wu Di quickly let go, smiling awkwardly and putting his hands behind his back, trying hard to remember where his hand had been, on her waist or her buttocks?

Meng Yao gave Wu Di a flirtatious glance and said coyly:

"Alright, no more playing. I'm in a good mood today, usually I don't even have the mood to tease you!"

Mood! How many times have you teased me? Do I have a masochistic tendency? Why does this feel so good?

"Then why is your mood good today, sister?"

Wu Di asked in a pinched voice.

Wen Lan shivered and scolded:

"Dead girl, go back to your room and play, go, go!"

Meng Yao pounced on Wen Lan, cooing and cuddling, making Wu Di's mouth water. Suddenly, the two women started rolling on the bed. It turned out Wen Lan had attacked Meng Yao's ticklish spots, and Meng Yao, caught off guard, was at a disadvantage, crying out:

"Adi, you pig, help me!"

He definitely needed to help, but who to help, that was the question!

After a while, Wen Lan tidied the bed and said with a smile:

"Adi really brought us good luck. Meng Yao's company suddenly changed bosses, and the old management left. The new financial director really values Meng Yao and wants to focus on her development!"

Wu Di thought to himself, Fourth Brother is quick! Suddenly, he remembered a serious issue and asked:

"Is the financial director male or female?"

"Female! What are you thinking all day? Their boss also announced that the salary increase will be announced tomorrow!"

That's right, the salary increase report is still in my inbox, and I haven't had time to read it.

"I went to the bank this morning and didn't see the real big boss. I heard he's quite young and handsome! If I could get him... hmmm, then my sister could live in a villa, drive a luxury car, and keep you, this little black face!"

Wu Di looked at her and thought:

"If I hadn't called Zhong Qi, there might have been a slight possibility..."

"What are you looking at? Don't I have the capital? Let me tell you, the guys who pursued me lined up from the dorm to the school gate! Hmph, these damned rich second-generation, if I catch them, I'll cut off their little d*cks and count the rings! Ah—"

What's going on? Why did the situation suddenly change?

"Meng Yao's father seems to be a rich second-generation. After Meng Yao was born, he married another woman, and Meng Yao has never seen her father..."

Wen Lan whispered to Wu Di. Suddenly, Meng Yao screamed, and both of them were startled. Wu Di felt something soft and cool brush past his earlobe and was stunned!

Wen Lan's face turned red, and she turned away. She couldn't call Wu Di to work together anymore; otherwise, if Meng Yao, this crazy girl, continued to cause trouble, something would definitely happen. Even if nothing happened, Wu Di would get more and more involved, and that would be harmful!

When Wu Di returned to his rental house at around nine, he was in a good mood, humming a song. He took a shower, then opened his email to check the report.

Today, he had hugged and kissed, though passively, but Wen Lan not immediately pushing him