Platinum Business Card (1)
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"Director," Sima Qing said, quickly getting up from the sofa upon seeing the director.
“Miss Sima, please sit down. I’m just making my daily rounds,” he said, walking into the room next door. Bao Li was chatting with Qing’er’s mother.
“Li, come out here for a bit,” the director said, surprised that Bao Li had acted so fast.
Bao Li said a polite goodbye to Qing’er’s mother, walked to the outer room, and then, politely, handed Sima Qing a business card: “Miss Sima, if you need any help, please call the number on here.”
“Oh,” she said, sitting down and taking the business card. She then tossed it onto the sofa, before turning back to her own thoughts.
The director saw that it was a platinum business card, a symbol of status for the Bao family. There were very few people in all of Canada who owned such a card. With this card, one could go to any bank and withdraw one million dollars in cash. The Bao family was a large family, their main business being shipping. The Bao Group was one of the largest shipping groups in Asia. Bao Li was the eldest grandson of the Bao family, and had just taken over as the President of the Bao Group this year. He was known as the most famous playboy in Canada, and always said that women were like clothes, you had to change them every day, or else you felt uneasy.
“Li, she’s not suitable for you. You should give up," the director said formally.
"Wen Qiang, I really don't understand you today, she is not married, and I am not married, it’s a free country, and I have the right to pursue her," Bao Li said, feeling genuinely confused.
“Li, please leave her alone, there are plenty of other women, you don’t need this one. Can’t you see that Miss Sima has no idea what your platinum business card is even for? She’s still a child!” The director said, trying to reason with him.
“That’s impossible. Do you think I just hand out my platinum cards to anyone? Do you know how many women are yearning to get one from me? Do you know how my heart started pounding the second time I saw her in the hospital room? I truly thank the heavens for letting me meet the woman of my life. Love at first sight is truly a thing. This is not just an impulsive thought. My heart is telling me at this moment that I really love her. That’s why my platinum business card belongs to her, and I gave it to her without hesitation, and I also saw that she just tossed it on the sofa. She seems very troubled. From the moment I bumped into her until I left the hospital room, she didn't even look at me properly once. You probably won't believe me, I've had so many girlfriends but I never really understood what it felt like to love someone, but today I know, that’s why I won’t give up, I have no reason to give up, and I’m confident that I will make her fall in love with me. Wen Qiang, please give me your blessing.”
The director was speechless. Yes, everyone has the right to pursue love and happiness, he thought.
“Wen Qiang, have you seen Chun recently? It's been almost half a year since I last saw him. In the past few years, he’s been expanding his business like crazy. Oh, you probably don't know, his two securities firms in China were about to go bankrupt half a month ago, but he miraculously managed to save the companies just a few days ago, he’s become quite famous in China.” Bao Li’s face was full of admiration.
“I saw him yesterday, but he’s been very busy.”
“I suggest that the three of us have a gathering, to celebrate your release from being a bachelor. I’ll be responsible for contacting Chun, what do you think?”
“I don’t think Chun would have the time. Let’s just forget it,”
“That’s my job, I’ll be responsible for bringing him here. It’s not right for him not to come, it's the wedding of a friend of twenty years!” Bao Li said confidently, looking forward to the gathering of the three of them. They had all grown up together since they were ten, and during school, they were always together, no matter where they went. All the students said they were the Three Musketeers.
"Chun has probably been having a rough time lately, I heard the Old Madam held a beauty pageant at the Sima Mansion, and Chun escaped just before it started. The Old Madam, in a fit of anger, announced that any of the socialites who were present last night and who gave birth to a Sima heir would receive 10% of her stock, heavens, now every woman in Canada must want a piece of Chun," Bao Li said, laughing out loud.
Empire Building
Lin Yue was sitting at her computer, working feverishly. Her work pace was very fast, and she was highly efficient. An Da had been watching her through the glass window for nearly half an hour. This woman must only have work in her mind, he thought. He had never looked at her closely before, but today he realized that Lin Yue was actually a great beauty, it’s just that she was so cold towards everyone. Has this woman ever thought about finding a boyfriend? He walked over and knocked on the door.
“Come in,” Lin Yue said, her eyes still fixed on the computer, her hands moving non-stop.
An Da walked over and stood beside her. Seeing that it was An Da, her heart started beating erratically, but she quickly composed herself: "Mr. An, is there anything you need?” Her tone was completely cold.
"Lin Yue, it’s almost time to go home. Let me treat you to lunch," An Da decided he would no longer call her Secretary Lin, as “Lin Yue” sounded so much more familiar to him.
“No need, I usually eat at the company," Lin Yue said, standing up to leave, leaving An Da standing in the office by himself. However, he did feel a little happy. She hadn’t rejected him when he called her by her first name. Everyone else in the company, including the president, always called her Secretary Lin, he was the first person to call her by her first name.
Sima Qing was sitting on the sofa, lost in thought, and looking down. Although she wanted to leave the hospital and Canada, she couldn't, not yet. Her mother had to stay here. She should just focus on finding something to do first.
“Qing’er, your mom has packed our luggage. We're going back to Suzhou tomorrow,”
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