novelraw Chapter 103 Bar
Chapter 103 Bar
Shen Hanchi cleared his throat: "President Gu, this is our new proposal."
Gu Yanshen opened the plan.
The first page.
His pupils dilated slightly.
The cross-section of the snow house, the path of light passing through the snow walls, each path clearly marked. The effect of light transmission was almost exactly what he wanted.
Page 2.
The dome of the auditorium.
The flowing light trails, from dawn to dusk, resembled a slowly flowing river. It was exactly the idea he had mentioned in his email last night—but she not only understood it, she also drew it, and drew it even better than he had imagined.
Page 3. Page 4. Page 5.
Every page was precisely on the point he wanted.
Gu Yanshen turned the pages very slowly.
They moved so slowly, as if they were looking at something precious.
The meeting room was extremely quiet.
The project team secretly observed his expression—no frown, no criticism, no suffocating silence.
He was just watching.
I'm watching it very carefully.
Gu Yanshen turned to the last page, his gaze falling on the design drawings of the villa.
Floor-to-ceiling windows. Starry sky ceiling. Nursery.
The lines he had drawn himself were now presented to him in a different way.
— Better than his.
Gu Yanshen closed the plan.
Raise your head.
Their gazes finally fell upon her.
Lu Xiran was looking down at her notebook, seemingly preparing something. Sensing his gaze, she looked up and met his eyes.
Eyes facing each other.
It was just a fleeting moment.
Gu Yanshen was the first to look away.
"This version of the plan?" He paused.
Shen Hanchi quickly replied, "It was designed by Emma, the designer at our headquarters."
Gu Yanshen hummed in agreement.
There are no comments.
There was neither praise nor criticism.
The project team members looked at each other in bewilderment—what kind of reaction was this?
Lu Xiran lowered her eyes and continued looking at her notebook.
My heart was beating a little fast.
—He watched for so long.
—What exactly does it mean?
Gu Yanshen placed the proposal on the table.
"Continue," he said.
Just two words.
Then I leaned back in my chair and waited for the next report.
Shen Hanchi was stunned for a second, then realized—it had passed?
He looked at Lu Xiran and gestured with his eyes: You speak?
Lu Xiran nodded and stood up.
Turn on the projector and begin your presentation.
Her voice was steady, and her thoughts were clear. She explained everything from the principles of light and shadow in the igloo to the dome structure of the auditorium, and every detail of the villa.
It is logically rigorous and well-organized.
Gu Yanshen sat there, motionless.
He listened very attentively.
But his gaze never fell on her.
I just stared at the projection screen, at the lines and the words.
Only occasionally, between pages, would his gaze sweep quickly across her profile.
Then move it away quickly.
They moved so fast it was as if they were afraid of being discovered.
After Lu Xiran finished explaining the last point, she put down her page-turning pen.
"The above is the current design concept. The details still need to be improved."
The meeting room was silent for a few seconds.
Everyone looked at Gu Yanshen.
Gu Yanshen did not speak immediately.
He lowered his eyes and tapped the table lightly with his fingertips.
Once. Twice. Three times.
Every second felt like it was being stretched out.
Then he looked up.
"Can."
Just two words.
The project team almost cheered on the spot.
Shen Hanchi held back, but couldn't suppress the smile on his face: "Then, Mr. Gu, shall we proceed in this direction from now on?"
Gu Yanshen hummed in agreement.
I stood up, ready to leave.
He paused when he reached the door.
There was no turning back.
"In the courtyard of that villa," he said calmly, "we need to adjust the positions of the hydrangeas and blue plumbago. The eastern sun is too strong; planting blue plumbago there will cause them to get sunburned."
Then push the door open and go out.
There was a moment of silence in the conference room.
Lu Xiran was stunned.
Xiao Xiao leaned closer: "Emma! Did you hear that?! He said yes! This is the first time! The first time he said yes without any complaints!"
The project team members gathered around, offering their congratulations all at once.
Shen Hanchi waved his hand generously, "Dinner tonight is on me, and you can leave work on time this week!"
Everyone was cheering.
Lu Xiran responded with a smile, but her mind was in turmoil.
—Was his remark unintentional?
--still……
She shook her head, no longer wanting to think about it.
Shen Hanchi waved his hand and invited the project team to a bar.
"Celebrating the approval of the plan! Let's drink until we drop!"
The lighting in the private room was dim, and the music was just right. Lu Xiran wanted to decline, but was surrounded by a group of people and forced into a booth.
"Emma, you're the star of the show today!"
"Exactly! Let's have a drink!"
Lu Xiran smiled and waved her hand, but the wine glass had already been shoved into her hand.
In the corner, Song Kexin's gaze remained fixed on her.
This is the woman.
He stole her thunder as soon as he arrived.
She was previously in charge of the Ruijing project proposal. She prepared five versions, and each one was rejected by Gu Yanshen. She asked her cousin, Song Zhihe, to put in a good word for her, but it was no use. That man was impervious to reason; he rejected them anyway.
As a result, once Lu Xiran arrived, the plan was approved overnight.
Song Kexin picked up her wine glass and walked over.
"Emma, I'd like to propose a toast to you." She smiled sweetly. "I was in charge of all those previous plans, and you solved the problems as soon as you arrived. I truly admire you."
Lu Xiran looked at her without saying anything.
Song Kexin raised her glass: "I'll drink first as a sign of respect."
The glass was emptied.
Lu Xiran had no choice but to pick up her cup and take a sip.
"Hey," Song Kexin stopped her, "Emma, are you refusing to give me face? If I do it, you have to do it too, right?"
Several people nearby started making a fuss.
"Yes, yes, let's do it!"
Lu Xiran glanced at her.
This person's intentions are far too obvious.
But she didn't say anything, picked up her glass, and drank it all in one gulp.
Song Kexin smiled brightly and turned to pour more wine.
One cup. Two cups. Three cups.
Shen Hanchi was busy drinking with a few people and didn't notice what was happening here. However, Gu Yanshen's secretary, Xiao He—who had also been invited today—frowned when she saw Lu Xiran being forced to drink and took out her phone.
The message was sent to Lin Chen.
[Mr. Lin, Miss Lu is at a bar, being forced to drink.]
Lin Chen was at home reviewing documents when he received the message and raised an eyebrow.
He thought for a moment and then forwarded the message to someone else.
Gu Yanshen was in his study.
My phone vibrated.
He clicked on it, and it was a screenshot from Lin Chen.
Ms. Lu was forced to drink at a bar.
He stared at the line of text for three seconds.
Then I made a phone call.
"What's she doing at a bar?"
Lin Chen answered the phone, his tone nonchalant: "A celebration party. The project's approved, Shen Hanchi is treating."
"She can't drink alcohol."
There was a moment of silence on the other end.
Then Lin Chen smiled.
"Gu Yanshen," his voice held a hint of amusement, "it's been three years."
Gu Yanshen tightened his grip on the phone slightly.
"She can hold her liquor very well now," Lin Chen said. "Do you think she's still the teetotaling girl she was three years ago?"
Gu Yanshen did not speak.
There was a few seconds of silence on the phone.
"...Go pick her up," he said, his voice lowering.
"Me?" Lin Chen chuckled. "I'm not some unenlightened parent. What's wrong with an adult having a drink?"