Chapter 185 A Gift from My Wife

Zhan Mohan, however, had already left. Feng Shimi waited by the conference room door. As she saw Zhan Mohan approach, the smile on her face froze the moment she saw what he was wearing.

She stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Brother Mohan, how can you wear this to meet President Fang? He's very particular about his attire. His wife is a famous fashion designer, and she'll see immediately that your clothes are cheap. Here, let me buy you some more time. Hurry back to your office and change."

Zhan Mohan remained as calm as ever. "No need to change. Let's go in."

He pushed open the conference room door and walked in. Feng Shimi couldn't stop him even if she wanted to. Seeing him greet Fang Shizhou, she was both angry and vexed.

Didn't Brother Mohan know what he was doing? In the end, she could only follow him in helplessly.

"Mr. Zhan, we've finished the project proposal. We're just waiting for your review."

"No rush. Since our company has decided to cooperate with you, we will definitely fulfill our commitment. I also hope we can have a pleasant collaboration."

Fang Shizhou's face was beaming with joy.

In Pengcheng now, which enterprise didn't want to latch onto the Zhan Group as a stepping stone? Once the cooperation was finalized, it would be equivalent to the Zhan Group advertising for them free of charge, and more collaborators would approach them proactively.

After all, the Zhan Group was very selective about its partners; it wasn't something one could achieve easily.

Feng Shimi, at this moment, was nothing like the sister who usually only knew how to act spoiled. She now embodied the demeanor of a director, her words and actions graceful and dignified.

"It is also our honor to cooperate with President Fang. Would President Fang prefer coffee or tea?"

"Coffee, please. Thank you."

Feng Shimi walked to the door and instructed the employee beside her.

"Go ask Wei Yumeng to brew two cups of coffee and deliver them personally."

"Yes."

Wei Yumeng, before she could finish what she was doing, was called by Ning Tao to brew coffee. Regardless, Ning Tao was still a director, and within reasonable requests, she would comply. Besides, it was just brewing two cups of coffee, which wouldn't take much time.

After brewing it in the pantry, she carried it directly into the conference room.

Feng Shimi opened the door for her. At first, Wei Yumeng thought only Zhan Mohan and the business partner were inside, not expecting Feng Shimi to be there too.

She paused for a few seconds, then naturally walked up to Fang Shizhou and placed the coffee on the table.

Feng Shimi suddenly asked.

"Is there sugar in this coffee?"

"Yes."

"Then give it to me. I'll get it changed. Brother Mohan's stomach hasn't been well lately, so it's better to eat less sugar."

Saying that, Feng Shimi reached out to take the coffee from Wei Yumeng's hand. Wei Yumeng couldn't possibly let the director fetch the coffee.

"Director Feng, I'll do it."

"It's alright, I'll do it. Otherwise, you'll have to run again."

As they went back and forth, the hot coffee spilled directly onto Zhan Mohan's suit.

Feng Shimi shrieked, "Brother Mohan, I'm so sorry. Your clothes are dirty. I'll help you wipe them."

She grabbed a few tissues and went to wipe Zhan Mohan's clothes, but he refused.

"No need, I'll do it myself."

Zhan Mohan took the tissues and began to wipe himself.

Fang Shizhou also noticed Zhan Mohan's clothes. Seeing how he cherished them, he couldn't help but feel a bit strange.

"Mr. Zhan, this suit jacket looks different from what you usually wear, and the quality appears to be only around ten thousand dollars."

Wei Yumeng stood by, feeling extremely awkward. She hesitated to step forward with tissues to help Zhan Mohan wipe his clothes.

She was even feeling a bit nervous. Would Zhan Mohan be perceived as disrespectful by appearing before the business partner in these cheap clothes?

After all, he usually wore custom-made suits, whose prices were immeasurable. Yet now he was signing a contract in clothes worth only ten thousand dollars. It was understandable for others to have second thoughts.

She was worried now that the other party might think Zhan Mohan was being arrogant and putting on airs because of this.

Feng Shimi quickly explained, "Please don't misunderstand, President Fang. Brother Mohan's outfit was a gift from an admirer. They probably didn't know Brother Mohan's usual dressing habits."

Fang Shizhou became interested. "Oh, I didn't realize Mr. Zhan was so popular with admirers."

Wei Yumeng saw that Zhan Mohan didn't say anything. He probably felt too embarrassed to say who gave it to him, and it would be shameful to say. Everyone knew how wealthy he was; how could he wear such cheap clothes?

If President Fang knew it was from his wife, he would surely think Zhan Mohan's wife was unsophisticated, and it would embarrass Zhan Mohan along with her.

She blamed herself for not being thoughtful enough, causing Zhan Mohan to be implicated.

She walked up to Zhan Mohan and said, "Mr. Zhan, please take off your jacket. I'll go get you another one from the office."

"No need. Let it be. I'll change later." Zhan Mohan sat down again, then said to Wei Yumeng, "Go get me a fresh cup."

Wei Yumeng's face turned pale. Hearing his voice, she finally snapped back to attention. Her hands trembled as she took the cup.

"Alright."

She took the cup and turned to walk towards the door. Suddenly, she heard Zhan Mohan say,

"President Fang, please don't mind. This jacket was a gift from my wife. It's the first gift she's given me since we got married."

Wei Yumeng's heart suddenly tightened, as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart. The emotions of shock and surprise intertwined complexly.

Feng Shimi, standing beside them, was even more stunned, frozen in place for a long time.

She never expected Brother Mohan to directly admit in front of the other party that the clothes were from Wei Yumeng. More importantly, he used the word "wife," and she saw pride and joy in his eyes at that moment.

Why, why was it that even though she sent him expensive ties, he never wore them, but Wei Yumeng, who only gave him a cheap suit, was treated like a treasure?

His pushing her away earlier, and the way he carefully wiped the suit with tissues, undoubtedly pierced her heart.

Fang Shizhou immediately understood. "So that's how it is. I didn't realize Mr. Zhan was such a devoted person. But why have I never heard that Mr. Zhan was married before?"

"The elder preferred a low-profile approach. Moreover, my leg was inconvenient at the time, and I was afraid the media would write sensational stories if we held a banquet."

Zhan Mohan brushed the matter aside with a few simple sentences, ensuring Fang Shizhou wouldn't mistake him for being disrespectful.

Fang Shizhou had always thought Zhan Mohan was unmarried. After all, given his personality and current position, marriage seemed inappropriate. If he focused on his career, his future would be even brighter.

He asked curiously, "May I know which distinguished family's daughter Mr. Zhan married?"