To quickly end his uninspired rambling, Jiang Nanfang replied impatiently.
"Jiang Nanfang."
"Jiang Nanfang? Which Jiang? The Jiang of 'bright moon shines on the great river,' or the Jiang of 'ginger,' or the Jiang of 'borderland'?"
"The Jiang of ginger."
"Nice, a good name."
Unexpectedly, instead of ending the conversation, Zhou Jinxiu had more to say.
"Let's add each other on WeChat."
"..." Are we that familiar?
After only a few sentences, he wanted to add her on WeChat. Is he sick?
Jiang Nanfang ignored him: "Sorry, I just returned from abroad and don't have WeChat."
Zhou Jinxiu: "Is that so? Then leave your phone number. I don't mind making long-distance calls, whether you're domestic or international."
Jiang Nanfang turned her head, looking at him as if he were an idiot.
"May I ask why I must give you my phone number? I already said we won't meet again. Mr. Zhou, do you have comprehension problems, or do I have communication problems?"
Zhou Jinxiu's young, clean face was always beaming with a smile.
"Neither. The problem is that Miss Jiang is too beautiful. I fell in love with you at first sight and want to pursue you. Is that okay?"
Nearly 30 years old, and still talking about love at first sight and declarations of love so casually. Isn't that disgusting?
"Sorry, I don't like hearing those three words," Jiang Nanfang frowned.
"And your words are really greasy, not sincere at all. Saying 'I love you' is as casual as saying you're full, it disgusts me."
The spectator in the front row: "Pfft..."
Zhou Jinxiu had no self-esteem and didn't feel embarrassed at all.
"Really? But others say I have a lot of charm when I say those three words. Perhaps you don't know me well enough yet."
"Give me your number, and we can get to know each other better. Maybe in the future, you'll beg me to say those three words to you every day."
There's a popular term online recently: "overconfident man."
Although Zhou Jinxiu had more money than the average man and was more handsome, at this moment, she couldn't help but want to describe him with those three words.
You're so greasy. Where do you get the confidence that you're exceptional?
Jiang Nanfang used her last shred of reason to explain to him.
"Sorry, Mr. Zhou, I'm sure I won't fall for you, so I don't want to give you my number. Can you understand that?"
After she finished speaking, he changed the topic.
"Are you Zhan Beijue's girlfriend?"
"???"
His thought process is truly peculiar.
"Does me not giving you my phone number have any direct connection to Zhan Beijue?"
"Aren't you an employee at his company? I saw you two interacting closely last time."
"That's right, Zhan Beijue is indeed taller, more handsome, and richer than me. But anyone who knows him well knows he has psychological problems."
"Even though he looks respectable, you absolutely wouldn't be able to handle being with him."
"Look at me, I'm witty, humorous, gentle, and kind. Really, I promise, it's much more comfortable than being with him."
How much further is this journey? Jiang Nanfang felt she couldn't take it anymore.
"Driver, could you please drive a bit faster? I'm in a hurry."
Finally arriving in front of the company building, Jiang Nanfang got out of the car and asked the driver how much it cost.
The driver said, 37 yuan.
Zhou Jinxiu immediately handed over a hundred-yuan bill: "I'll pay for her. The rest is for my fare. No need for change."
"Miss Jiang is in a hurry, right? Go ahead and attend to your business. See you another day."
"I'll add you on WeChat using the number you gave earlier. Add me back when you have time. Don't worry, it's just to make a friend, I won't bother you if there's nothing."
After saying that, the driver shifted gears, hit the accelerator, and drove away.
Watching the taxi disappear into the traffic on the road, Jiang Nanfang was speechless for a few seconds.
She took out her phone and opened WeChat.
She accepted Zhou Jinxiu's friend request, transferred him 50 yuan without a word, with the note "fare," and then deleted him.
Zhou Jinxiu didn't accept it and didn't reply, so he didn't know she had deleted him again.
He smugly took a screenshot and sent it to Zhou Jinbei with the caption: "There's no woman I, your brother, can't conquer."
Zhou Jinbei quickly replied: "Damn, you hooked up that fast, bro, you're amazing!"
"Not bad. Normal level."
It was his mother's birthday today, so Zhan Beijue didn't go to the company after returning from Chongcheng.
Gong Beibei and Zhou Jinbei were both there to accompany his mother, and perhaps more women would show up later.
He found it annoying to sit in a crowd of women and was about to go upstairs when Zhou Jinbei called him.
"Second Brother, wait."
She ran over with her phone and sat beside him.
"Look, my brother just hooked up with someone. It seems to be the woman who used to live across the hall from you."
"My brother changes girlfriends countless times a year, but you? Aren't you in the least bit anxious?"