C28

The last time Yan Zirong had come to the Crystal Palace, it was also for lunch, but the crystal palace was open for business twenty-four hours a day. Furthermore, the last time she came, she had dined in the main hall, while the Crystal Palace did not only have the second floor as the only place of business. As far as she knew, the Crystal Palace was a high-end hotel with a variety of restaurants and entertainment.

"I'm too one-sided. Sorry." Yan Zirong admitted her mistake generously with a humble attitude. However, her actions only made Qiao Zi'an dislike her more and more.

"If it's in the business world, this kind of one-sided judgment is the most lethal. Once something goes wrong, you can't just apologize. Haven't you heard about shopping malls like the battlefield?" Qiao Zi'an was slightly angry, but he didn't really understand why. He thought of himself as a gentleman of good quality, but he had met Yan Zirong several times in succession. Her weak side had always been able to arouse his anger for no reason.

"I won't make that mistake a second time." Yan Zirong lowered her head, like a primary school student who was being lectured by a teacher, and peeked at Qiao Zi'an from time to time.

Qiao Zi'an frowned. He couldn't suppress his rising anger as he coldly said, "You really aren't suited to crawling around in the mall. What kind of place do you think this is, a place for you to play games?"

Yan Zirong was a little stunned. She didn't expect that it was just an ordinary question similar to the test, which made Qiao Zi'an have such a big opinion of her. "I did not …"

"Then what are you doing now?" Qiao Zi'an looked at Yan Zirong with a hint of sarcasm.

Yan Zirong's eyes were slightly red. She really wanted to do this at full strength, but it seemed like Qiao Zi'an was completely unable to understand her …

"I... I'm really determined to start a company, and it's my only way out. " Yan Zirong calmed down her inner emotions and said with a hint of self-mockery, "I know I'm nothing in your eyes, but I'm not as bad as you think I am. I just lack some experience and an opportunity."

Qiao Zi'an looked out of the window. The moment he saw Yan Zirong's red eyes, he immediately regretted it. He shouldn't have spoken such harsh words. No matter how hateful he was, the other side had made some effort.

"When I went to visit the teacher, the teacher told me to look for you." "Yan Zirong suddenly remembered Lee Yuning's instructions for her." Even if you don't believe me, you should at least believe me, right? "

Yan Zirong had no other choice but to bring out Lee Yuning, the great buddha teacher. This kind of method made her feel a little ashamed, but she had no other choice.

"I can help you, but it's not because of Master. I just want to see how determined you are and to what extent you can do it." Looking at the smile that gradually appeared on Yan Zirong's face, Qiao Zi'an touched his forehead and said, "However, once I feel that you are useless, I will choose to give up on you at any time."

Qiao Zi'an said it in a bad way, and he didn't tell the truth. He took the initiative to say that he would help out, but that was only because he was a bit soft-hearted at the moment. However, when faced with his own principles, he could only find a reasonable excuse.

"Thank you." Yan Zirong was satisfied that Qiao Zi'an was willing to help.

Qiao Zi'an didn't expect Yan Zirong to thank him. He was surprised for a moment and then blushed, "This red wine of yours can't be fake, right?"

To ease his embarrassment, Qiao Zi'an quickly changed the topic. Qiao Zi'an had been greedy since the moment he first saw the bottle of wine. However, he was very clear on the fact that he wouldn't accept any merits. So no matter how greedy he was, he would restrain himself.

"Won't you know if you taste it? Aren't you best at tasting wine? " Ning Xia had already told Yan Zirong that Qiao Zi'an liked red wine. Otherwise, she wouldn't have thought of using red wine to invite Qiao Zi'an out. Today, Qiao Zi'an's series of actions had confirmed this point.

However, just as Yan Zirong finished her sentence, Qiao Zi'an, who was about to reach for the red wine, raised his head vigilantly, "How do you know I'm the best at tasting wine? Who told you that? "

"Eh …" Yan Zirong never thought that a small mistake like this would be caught off guard by Qiao Zi'an at this moment. "I guessed it."

"That's strange. How did you get my cell phone number for no reason?" Qiao Zi'an started to tap the table rhythmically with his index finger. He stared fixedly at Yan Zirong, paying attention to every change in her expression.

Yan Zirong raised her eyebrows and beamed a bright smile as she pretended to be stupid.

"Not only do you have my cell phone number, you also know that I like red wine …" Qiao Zi'an stopped tapping the table. Lili felt an inexplicable sense of oppression every time they reached this point, which made her feel a little nervous.

"The phone number was given to me by the teacher." Yan Zirong's gaze wavered for a moment before she said quickly.

"Oh? "Is that so?" The corner of Qiao Zi'an's mouth slowly curled up, "As far as I know, Master would never give my phone number to someone without my consent."

With that, Qiao Zi'an picked up the red wine in the gift box and carefully looked at the French on the bottle. Seeing that Qiao Zi'an didn't seem to want to pursue the matter any further, Yan Zirong's heart finally relaxed. She secretly let out a sigh of relief and shifted her gaze to the bottle of expensive red wine.

"You know French?" Yan Zirong glanced at the densely packed French on the bottle, then looked at Qiao Zi'an, who was seriously staring at the explanation.

"Nope." Qiao Zi'an glanced at Yan Zirong and replied frankly.

The corner of Yan Zirong's mouth twitched. Damn, don't tell me you're still pretending to be serious?

"But I can tell if it's true or not." As if explaining his actions, Qiao Zi'an started drinking while talking casually.

"Oh." Yan Zirong replied plainly and continued staring at Qiao Zi'an, who was messing around with the wine.

The sunlight hit Qiao Zi'an on the side of his face, softening his sharp facial features a little bit, and gradually melting the cold air on his face. Looking at Qiao Zi'an like that, Yan Zirong's heart skipped a few beats.

He picked up the tea on the table and took a few quick sips, concealing his guilt and peeking at Qiao Zi'an from time to time. Although Qiao Zi'an's character was not pleasing to the eye, he was actually handsome. It was just that his completely natural cold temperament made many people avoid him and keep their distance.

The moment the bottle opened, the rich fragrance of the red wine spilled out. Qiao Zi'an closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then he poured the red wine from the bottle into the wine dispenser.