Chapter 6 Chapter 06 You are the best in the world...

"Him." Zhao Manzhi finally conquered the rusty iron door, which creaked when she pulled it. "It's probably about the group name. This guy finally woke up."

Chen Muchuan is Zhao Manzhi's partner in the Ocamp par group this year. According to convention, the group name should be composed of one character from each of their names, and it must also conform to the theme of the group name. However, Chen Muchuan was taking a summer course in Berkeley, and the two were separated by a time difference across the Pacific Ocean. They didn't talk much at ordinary times. It was almost the deadline, and there was no result on this matter.

To be fair, Zhao Manzhi didn't want to be in the par group with Chen Muchuan at first. He is indeed reliable and responsible, but sometimes he is too self-righteous. It takes a little patience to work with him.

Now, after experiencing the devil boss, she thinks Chen Muchuan has become handsome.

She clicked on the message, and Chen Muchuan said good morning to her from the other side of the ocean, without mentioning anything about business.

Zhao Manzhi lost interest in replying, put the phone back in her pocket, and stomped her feet as she climbed the stairs to turn on the voice-controlled lights in the corridor. But because her movements were so exaggerated, Fang Ling thought she was venting her anger: "What did Chen Muchuan say? You're so angry."

She said, "I proposed a few group names a few days ago, but he disagreed. Seeing that he couldn't convince me, he avoided talking about it."

"Didn't he say that he was pursuing you? That's how sincere he is."

"You also listen to their nonsense?" The rumor has been around for a long time. Even if both parties deny it, it still spreads endlessly among the mainland students of CUHK. Zhao Manzhi is tired of dealing with it and simply ignores it. "It spread from Year 1 to Year 3, and during this period Chen Muchuan also participated in two pools. Isn't this convincing enough?"

Fang Ling laughed, "So they say that you are Chen Muchuan's white moonlight."

Zhao Manzhi rolled her eyes and opened the door of the rental house. "If the male protagonist in the novel treats the white moonlight like this, the female protagonist doesn't have to be so nervous."

The house is not big. There is a long and narrow kitchen at the entrance, and a small bathroom next to it. The wooden door at the end opens to a living room that integrates a living room and a bedroom. But even such a one-bedroom apartment requires a lot of rent. If you don't rely on your family for help, you can't afford to rent such a house during the internship.

"I'll clean up first, sit down, Xiaoling."

Because she was in a hurry to go out in the morning, her cosmetics were scattered all over the table. Zhao Manzhi put down her things and immediately sorted them out. Fang Ling helped take out the wine and snacks in the plastic bag and put them on the small coffee table.

For women who commute with makeup, the dressing table is a battlefield every day. Zhao Manzhi is not very enthusiastic about serving in the US military, but light makeup has been included in the professional dress code, so she can't slack off. She studied makeup with a diligent attitude, and now her skills have reached perfection. She is always like this, wanting to do her best in everything she does.

Fang Ling would sometimes laugh and scold her that the heaven was unfair, that she had a good family background, was beautiful, and had a superior brain, which simply left her no chance to live. At this moment, Zhao Manzhi would seriously refute that because of this, she was always surrounded by bad peach blossoms.

Chen Muchuan was one of them.

He had a good impression of Zhao Manzhi, and would show his gentlemanly demeanor to take care of her in the details of life. Occasionally, he would say some ambiguous words, but it did not affect his concern for other girls at the same time.

"Although it is okay not to take the initiative, refuse, or take responsibility for a sea king like Chen Muchuan, but you are too deeply bound, after all, it will still cause misunderstandings." Fang Ling picked up the previous topic, "Or, find a chance to make it clear to him?"

Zhao Manzhi was putting the scattered makeup brushes into the brush holder. When she heard her words, she paused: "I said it, it's useless. Chen Muchuan is like a person with a seven-second memory. I said to keep a distance, and he found a reason to get close to me another day."

Now their relationship is the most difficult to deal with. The window paper was not broken, and Chen Muchuan's excessive care and kindness could also be interpreted as friendship without boundaries. After all, whoever puts himself into a relationship between a man and a woman first will be at risk of being blamed.

Others like to tie her to Chen Muchuan, and Chen Muchuan is also half-hearted and never clarifies. Later, Zhao Manzhi was too lazy to deal with such things. There are more and more exciting topics in her life.

"Maybe this is the trouble of beautiful women." Fang Ling shrugged, "Chen Muchuan is really, I can understand that he is unwilling to hang himself on a tree, but I really admire him for being able to tie ropes on several trees at the same time and prevent each other from fighting."

As she spoke, her voice rose and she shared with some novelty, "Do you know, Manman, the fish in Chen Muchuan's fish pond will even use you to raise their own value, saying that Chen Muchuan chose her instead of you."

After all, Zhao Manzhi is too famous. Not only in the business school, but also in other colleges, people know that HRE has a very beautiful girl. With her as a comparison, others will also add a lot of color to their own status when they mention it.

"Whatever, I'll use Chen Muchuan as a shield anyway." After all, with such a high-quality candidate in front of her, other suitors would be cautious and would not harass her recklessly. Zhao Manzhi felt that sacrificing a little reputation would not be a loss.

Four years of college passed in the blink of an eye, and after graduation, they went their separate ways. No one would talk about this anecdote.

"That's right." As a roommate, Fang Ling had seen too many scenes of Zhao Manzhi being harassed, and understood her selfishness very well. "Compared to that, Chen Muchuan, the master of time management, has no time to bother you."

"Yes, otherwise the name of our group should have been decided long ago."

Zhao Manzhi put away her things, fell on the sofa, and took out her mobile phone. "No, I have to push him, otherwise he really doesn't take it seriously. At that time, Li might nail us to the pillar of shame and scold us."

The power of this big team leader is really not to be underestimated, and she can't afford it.

Fortunately, Chen Muchuan was finally reliable for once. Under Zhao Manzhi's urging, he finally named the group Lychee Mousse based on the name of the big group Cocoa Crisp, and added Fang Ling and other helpers to a group, and finally made preparations before the DDL.

Chen Muchuan is a social gangster, and Zhao Manzhi is the goddess of the college. They chatted with each other and the group soon became lively. Fang Ling looked at the wonderful group messages, silently turned on the Do Not Disturb function, then clicked on Chen Muchuan's WeChat avatar, hesitated for a moment, and chose to add him to the address book.

"Hi, I'm Fang Ling, Manman's roommate and helper of Ocamp this time. Please take care of me."

Fang Ling's heart was beating fast. She had typed the verification message, but her finger was hovering over the send button, unable to click it.

"Xiao Ling, give me the bag in your hand."

Zhao Manzhi's sudden approach scared her. She quickly covered the phone with the screen against her chest, "Ah? Okay."

Fang Ling took Zhao Manzhi's bag and handed it to her. There was still a bit of shock on her face. Zhao Manzhi saw that she was uneasy and asked casually, "What are you looking at? It's so shameful."

"No, nothing."

She turned on the phone again. Maybe she touched it by mistake in her haste, and the verification message had already been sent.

"That's strange, didn't I bring it back?" As she spoke, Zhao Manzhi rummaged through her bag and muttered, "I clearly remember putting it next to me."

Fang Ling asked, "What is it?"

"Chocolate for you. It's super expensive, but delicious." She scratched her head, "Could it be left at the company? I also wrote a card."

"What did you write?"

"I won't tell you." Zhao Manzhi thought about it carefully and it seemed that there was indeed no memory fragment of putting the chocolate in her bag. "It's probably still at the company. I'll bring it to you next time we meet." "

Okay."

*

"When I saw you get off work so early yesterday, I thought you were going to have a good rest for a week, but I didn't expect you to come to work overtime."

Although Lu Qianning said this, he thoughtfully prepared coffee for Zhuang Youkai and sorted out the information. Weekends are not legal working hours, so sometimes he also handles the work of an administrative assistant. "You need to sign for all these."

"Yesterday was a favor banquet, so I can't refuse, but the work can't be delayed." Zhuang Youkai took out the Montblanc that was pinned to his chest and wrote on the document. "Jiang Shu set up a bureau in his territory. How do you say you can escape?"

Lu Qianning smiled silently. This old housekeeper who was over fifty years old knew the limits best. He always stopped when he was about to give Zhuang Youkai a warning.

Jiang Shu had just taken over the company. He used to be free and easy, like a second-generation rich man. Mr. Jiang passed away suddenly. He had to withstand the pressure from shareholders to build a career. If he wanted to expand his territory in Hong Kong Island, he had to seize the relationship with the Zhuang family.

In fact, the Jiang family was a distant relative of the Zhuang family.

Zhuang Youkai's grandmother Guan Yonglin and Jiang Shu's grandmother Guan Yongshi were twin sisters. Guan Yongshi was lost during the war, and the Guan family was able to find her long after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Although she has recognized her ancestors and returned to her ancestral lineage, due to her ups and downs, Guan Yongshi is still not very close to the Hong Kong faction, and there is always a gap. Guan Yonglin once took Jiang Shu's sister Jiang Yu to her side to raise her for a while to show her affection

. Jiang Yu herself did not think of taking advantage of the issue, but Jiang Shu kept using this matter to try to get close to Zhuang Youkai, and he was really annoyed by it. "Jiang Shu is organizing a cocktail party in a few days, and I need to go." After signing, Zhuang Youkai closed the folder and pushed it back.

Lu Qianning took it and nodded in understanding, "Public affairs and personal affairs?"

"Both, to support his newly developed project and to welcome Jiang Yu." He paused, "Uncle Ning, you want to ask..."

"Do you need a female companion?"

In recent years, Jiang Shu has been trying to match Jiang Yu and Zhuang Youkai's marriage, and even persuaded the old lady, but Zhuang Youkai did not want to mention it, and Jiang Yu was abroad, so it has been put on hold. Now that he has returned, there is no reason to delay it.

If Zhuang Youkai attended the event alone, Jiang Shu would most likely take advantage of the situation to stir up trouble, so Lu Qianning's question was also to test Zhuang Youkai's attitude towards the marriage.

Sure enough, Zhuang Youkai pondered for a moment, and the pen cap was fastened tightly, with a very crisp "click".

"Then let's go with Zhao Manzhi."

"Miss Zhao." Lu Qianning's expression was somewhat meaningful, "By the way, Miss Zhao handed in something, it's in the stack on the right."

After saying that, he took the signed documents and left, and the double doors closed quietly.

Zhuang Youkai then noticed the stack of information at hand. On the top was the meeting minutes he requested yesterday, which were clearly and concisely listed in paragraphs.

Flipping down, there was a neatly written self-review. It was unknown whether the author was sincere, but the attitude of admitting mistakes was good, and the whole paper was filled with words.

The corners of his lips curled unconsciously, and he continued to flip through the documents a few more times, and found a square, flat object wrapped in a gift package from the pile of documents.

Almost at the moment of pulling it out, the thin piece of paper sandwiched between the gift straps fell to the ground. Zhuang Youkai leaned over to pick it up, and the girl's beautiful handwriting came into view -

"You are the best miracle in this world, I wish every day in the future will be as sweet as this piece of chocolate^ ^"

The signature is, Zhao Manzhi.