"Accompany you to the forum?" Shu Qingqing thought for a moment. "But I don't understand any of that."
"And I'm not interested either." Sitting there blankly wouldn't be nearly as fun as going out to play with Feng Xiangdi.
She muttered the second half of her sentence very quietly, but Lu Bochuan still heard it.
"It's actually quite interesting," Lu Bochuan guided patiently. "For example, your live streaming is also related to the economy. The viewpoints of some experts are very insightful, and listening to them might help you with your business."
Shu Qingqing thought that made sense. "Alright then, I'll ask Didi to go with me."
Lu Bochuan rubbed his forehead, suddenly feeling like he had just brought a third wheel upon himself.
But he could only try to fix it himself.
"Qingqing... it's like this. This economic forum is quite strict, so I can only bring one person."
"Is that so." Shu Qingqing felt a bit regretful. "...Alright then, I'll tell Didi all about it after I finish listening."
Lu Bochuan curled his lips into a smile.
The next morning, Shu Qingqing specifically chose a very formal suit to wear.
"Good thing I brought this kind of clothes. Let's go." After Shu Qingqing spoke, Lu Bochuan didn't move.
"What's wrong?" she turned back and asked.
"You look beautiful," Lu Bochuan replied.
Shu Qingqing suddenly felt a bit awkward. Why was he praising her out of the blue!
The car drove all the way to the largest hotel in Hai City.
There were many people at the venue, mostly elites dressed in suits and leather shoes, and besides them, many media outlets had also arrived.
As soon as Shu Qingqing followed Lu Bochuan inside, someone came over to greet them.
"Mr. Lu, long time no see." The other party came up with a burst of warm greetings, and halfway through the chat, he finally noticed Shu Qingqing. "Mr. Lu, who is this?"
Lu Bochuan was about to answer, but Shu Qingqing beat him to it, saying, "Hello, I am Mr. Lu's assistant."
The man looked doubtfully at Shu Qingqing's hand, which was linked around Lu Bochuan's arm.
Shu Qingqing let go with an incredibly casual air and cautiously took half a step back.
Lu Bochuan: ...
Xiao Zhao: ...Since the madam had become an assistant, if anyone asked about him later, he would just say he was Mr. Lu's driver.
Although the man found Shu Qingqing's behavior strange, it wasn't his place to ask too much.
Soon, they started chatting about other topics.
After a while, a staff member came to invite Lu Bochuan and the man to take their seats.
Shu Qingqing took a step back.
"What's wrong?" Lu Bochuan asked.
"You go up front. I'll just find a random seat." Lu Bochuan was sitting in the first row, full of big shots; it wouldn't be appropriate for her to sit there.
Lu Bochuan didn't force the issue and took Xiao Zhao to the front row.
There weren't many seats left, so Shu Qingqing spotted one and quickly claimed it.
Just as she sat down, someone poked her arm. "Hey, change your seat."
Shu Qingqing turned around. "Why?"
The woman in the suit skirt said, "You took my seat. I came with my friend."
Shu Qingqing tilted her head; a girl was standing in the aisle.
"No." Usually, in this kind of situation, Shu Qingqing would definitely accommodate others, but The woman in the suit skirt spoke impolitely, and Shu Qingqing couldn't be bothered with her.
The woman in the suit skirt got a little angry. "What's wrong with you? This is our seat."
Shu Qingqing: "Is it? Where does it say your name?"
"You! So ill-mannered!"
"Right, you have such great manners, addressing people with 'hey' this and 'hey' that when asking for a favor."
The woman in the suit skirt wanted to say more, but The short-haired woman in the aisle pulled her back. "Forget it, let's just change seats. Let's not make a scene on an occasion like today."
The woman in the suit skirt glared at her and got up to go to the row behind.
The meeting soon began. After the host's opening remarks, a very famous economist took the stage first, and Shu Qingqing perked up to listen carefully.
However, The woman in the suit skirt and The short-haired woman in the back row kept chatting non-stop.
It made it a bit hard for Shu Qingqing to hear clearly, let alone concentrate, so she lowered her head and started complaining to Feng Xiangdi on her phone.
Just as she was typing, The woman in the suit skirt behind her suddenly let out a low exclamation, "Look, this is my senior!"
At the same time, a round of applause erupted from the audience.
Shu Qingqing took a look; it was Lu Bochuan.
The woman in the suit skirt was actually Lu Bochuan's alumni?
Shu Qingqing didn't pay it much mind, put away her phone, and planned to listen to what Lu Bochuan had to say.
But The woman in the suit skirt still wouldn't quiet down, making even more noise than before.
"I can't, I can't, my senior is too handsome. I have to take a picture and send it to the group chat later; the others will definitely be dying of jealousy, haha."
"My senior's voice is so nice too!"
Someone nearby reminded The woman in the suit skirt to keep her voice down, but she self-righteously snapped back at them.
After snapping at them, The woman in the suit skirt pulled a small mirror out of her bag. "Hey, help me check if my makeup is ruined. I'm going to see my senior later, I can't afford any mistakes."
The short-haired woman teased, "It's not ruined, it looks great. Your senior will definitely be dazzled by your beauty when he sees you. Won't securing the investment be a piece of cake?"
The woman in the suit skirt smiled smugly. "It's alright, let's keep a low profile."
Shu Qingqing was getting a real headache from the noise, so she simply got up quietly, saw an empty seat in the last row, and went to sit there.
The meeting lasted two hours in total. Except for the very beginning when it was too noisy to listen, Shu Qingqing was completely focused later on and actually learned a lot of useful knowledge.
After the last expert spoke, the host came on stage to summarize and announced the end of the meeting.
The media rushed forward for interviews. Shu Qingqing saw that Lu Bochuan had the most people crowded around him, so she simply stayed seated and waited for him to finish.
Half an hour later, the media finally left with their cameras.
Lu Bochuan adjusted his suit and was about to walk towards Shu Qingqing when someone suddenly popped up next to him.
"Senior, wait a moment!" The woman in the suit skirt flipped her hair and smiled sweetly. "Senior, long time no see. Knowing you were attending the forum today, I flew all the way from Shen City just for this."
Lu Bochuan, however, said, "I'm sorry, who are you?"
The short-haired woman looked at The woman in the suit skirt in confusion.
The woman in the suit skirt froze for a moment, then smiled awkwardly. "Senior, you really are a busy man with a short memory. I'm Tan Jingjing, your alumni from Harvard. We even attended the school's anniversary celebration together before."
Lu Bochuan still couldn't recall, but out of politeness, he asked, "Can I help you?"
The woman in the suit skirt felt embarrassed again. She hadn't expected that Lu Bochuan would have no impression of a great beauty like her, but thinking of her purpose today, she put her smile back on. "It's like this, senior. Our company has a fantastic project and we'd like to invite you to invest. Why don't we find a place to sit down so I can explain it to you in detail?"
After The woman in the suit skirt finished speaking, she realized that Lu Bochuan wasn't looking at her at all, but was staring at somewhere behind her.
The woman in the suit skirt turned around and saw Shu Qingqing standing behind her.
Wasn't this the woman who refused to give up her seat earlier?
The woman in the suit skirt frowned. "Miss, what are you doing standing behind me? Do you need something?"
Shu Qingqing ignored her and simply said, "Lu Bochuan, I'm hungry."
Lu Bochuan smiled and walked towards her. "Hungry?"
Seeing this, Xiao Zhao quickly said, "Madam, I have already booked a restaurant. We can head over right now."
Madam?
The woman in the suit skirt widened her eyes. This woman was actually her senior's wife?
Before she could ask for confirmation, Lu Bochuan had already taken Shu Qingqing by the hand, ready to leave.
Remembering her promise to her boss that she would definitely secure Lu Bochuan's investment, the woman in the suit skirt bit her lip and jogged to catch up with them.
"Senior!" The woman in the suit skirt stepped in front to block their path. "I know it's not very convenient for you right now. How about I add your WeChat, and we can set up a meeting when you have time?"
Lu Bochuan was about to speak when he noticed Shu Qingqing suddenly squinting at him.
That expression seemed a little familiar.
