C17 (2/2)
”What, the development of Snow League towards the Internet?”
”I have this plan and I want to open up a new door. The game market seems to be the better choice.” Ye Xiu said.
”You don't have much talent in programming, but you have a unique business vision.”
”So we are definitely compatible.”
There were too many things to do at the lecture, so Zhong Zhen did not rush back to the farm in time. Dinner was served at the company.
After waking up in the afternoon, he had a taste of Mary's cooking skills. The dinner was even better, Mary cooked a Chinese cuisine specially using the organic vegetables grown on the farm. The two chatted happily as they ate.
”How does Miss Xia know him … Bell... Mr. Zhong? ”
”I met him at work.”
”So that's how it is. Usually, Mr. Zhong does not talk too much and he smiles less, but it's different when he meets the Miss Xia.” After saying that, he looked at Xia Ying with a smile.
”Have you been working here?” He couldn't help but change the topic.
”Yes, when Mr. Zhong bought this place, I took care of it. My husband also worked here, so we will stay here for the night.” As he spoke, he pointed to a small house not far away. It was much smaller, but also very beautiful.
”Do you want to go out later? There's a glass room over there. It's beautiful at night. ”
Xia Ying nodded in agreement. After the two of them ate dinner, Mary tidied up the kitchen and waited for her in the courtyard. Only then did Xia Ying have the time to look around the farm.
He had grown up in a small city, with streets, alleys, and fields filled with this kind of smell. For a moment, he had an illusion.
”It's cooler at night. Wear a coat.” Mary took Zhong Zhen's clothes and walked over, but did not bring his own, for the Miss Xia to wear. He only brought Zhong Zhen's clothes which were more suitable, and said: It is for Mr. Zhong.
Xia Ying put on her jacket and walked towards the flower room with Mary. The lights on the side of the road were not very bright, and they stepped on the soft grass along the way. Xia Ying really liked it here. Every time she came to France, whether it was for work or for sightseeing, she would always be the most special and happiest.
When they arrived at the flower room, Xia Ying waited for Mary to light the lamp and stand in the midst of the cool breeze. Then the lights were turned on from the inside to the outside. It was hard to describe how she felt. It was like when she was young, he opened the music box and saw a beautiful scene.
The glass window reflected the light outside, and the dimmer light inside, matched well. Mary opened the door and let Xia Ying enter first.
This made her think of the road that White Dragon had taken when she had watched Miyazaki's ”Thousand Chance”.
It was truly beautiful. Even the fragrance seemed to have been meticulously concocted. It was strong yet not pungent. In the center of the glass room was a round wooden table. The crystal lamp on the table reflected the chandelier that fell from the dome of the room. The broken crystal ornaments reflected the fragmented light. It was all so beautiful.
”Actually, everything on the farm was designed by Mr. Zhong. This greenhouse has been modified many times to become like this.”
”He has a lot of ideas.”
”Yes, Mr. Zhong was very diligent at first, but after he was done, he wasn't that attentive anymore. It has been a year or so.” Seeing that Xia Ying was still in a daze, she said, ”The weather has been good recently, there are still some flowers on the farm, I can go and take a look tomorrow.”
Xia Ying nodded her head, ”Has he brought people here before?”
”You mean Mr. Zhong? That's not true. When we designed it, we said that it was a gift for someone else. But many years have passed since then, but no one has come.” After Mary finished speaking, he realized that he had probably said the wrong thing, and immediately added on, ”Miss Xia is still the first.”
Of course Xia Ying wouldn't be so naive to think that this was a gift to him. She was only envious of Zhong Zhen, yet he actually prepared such a unique and exquisite gift for a person. That person must be very important in her heart.
He immediately lost his interest and said, ”Hmm, it's getting late. ”Let's go.”
”Alright.” After returning home, he went to sleep early. Zhong Zhen did not receive his call. Zhong Zhen had to call Mary to know that she had rested.
”What? Bringing a beauty here, are you still working overtime at the company tonight?”
Zhong Zhen looked at Odile who was leaning on the doorframe, ”Why are you here so late?”
”I came to see if you're really addicted to sex. Fortunately, it's not too serious, and you still know how to prepare for tomorrow's performance.”
”Is sarcasm your pleasure?” Zhong Zhen stared at the computer, he did not see her, but his heart was filled with depression. Even if she were to come over, he wouldn't care that much. Sad.
She then went to the tea room and brought out a cup of coffee, placing it in front of Zhong Zhen. ”Wake up.”
”Why? Why is it so tight? Can't you drink the coffee the other ladies brought over?”
This time, Zhong Zhen raised his head, looked at her, took the cup of coffee and took a sip, ”That's enough, go back and rest.” Zhong Zhen didn't understand what she was feeling uncomfortable about. He thought that with the temper of the young miss, he would be able to deal with him as he pleased.