Chapter 19: Su Mei's Lucky Contract

  It wasn't until Sophie's VIP room was finally settled that it was already 2 am. Ning Meng packed up her things and walked out the door, scanning the corner of her eye to see several luxury cars lined up in a row, with Guan Xian and his gang gathered outside, preparing to leave.

  Sophie, wearing a crimson red dress, was stunningly beautiful. She ducked into one of the sports cars.

  The art department is indeed open.

  In a daze, a tall figure approached her, and she subconsciously took a step back. The scent of familiar tobacco wafted through the air. "Director Guan... Director Guan."

  Guan Xian stared at her, coldly smiling, "Don't you recognize me?"

  She had actually seen through it early on, but pretended not to recognize her. When she made a fool of herself, Ning Meng didn't even lend her a helping hand. After thinking about it, Ning Meng felt that she wasn't the one in the wrong either, but she didn't dare speak up.

  "I just didn't want to disturb your interest. Besides, General Manager's identity is noble, I'm just a working little sister, I said hello, not to make things difficult for you."

  "Robbing the strong of their logic." Guan Xian's face darkened.

  A taxi happened to be passing by nearby, Ning Meng raised her hand and waved it a few times, preparing to bid farewell.

  "I'll send you back." A low voice came from beside her, and before she knew it, Guan Xuan had already pulled her a few steps back, opened the car door, and stuffed her inside.

  The two sat in the back seat of the car, silent all the way. When they got off the bus, Guan Xian looked at her and wanted to say something but stopped himself, finally just saying lightly, "Get some rest early, you still have work tomorrow."

  Back home, it was already past three in the morning, Ning Meng lay on the bed stiff as a corpse, and fell asleep in less than three minutes. The next day, when the alarm clock rang once, she turned it off and went back to sleep, ten minutes later, until the fourth ring... Without exception, she went to work with two giant panda eyes.

  She carried a stack of materials, distributing them one by one. When she arrived at the door of the General Manager's office, she hesitated for a moment, then knocked three times and walked in. "General Manager, there are five documents here that need to be signed urgently."

  Guan Xian raised his head and glanced at her, then leaned back in his chair, his face seeming a bit off-color. "Forget it, I've signed already. I'll have Xiao Di give you a call."

  "Well, I'll go first." Ning Meng put down the file gently and turned around to leave.

  A soft voice came from behind, "Wait." Unconsciously rubbed his slightly tired eyes.

  Ning Meng could only turn back, lower his eyebrows and gaze downward, "Director Guan, are there any further instructions?"

  Guan Xian got up and walked over slowly with his hands in his pockets. "You, are you short of money?" There was a hint of puzzlement and anxiety in his tone.

  Ning Meng stood still, looking at him with a concerned gaze that he couldn't hide, "No... my roommate Su Mei works there, something urgent came up last night and I was just filling in."

  He seemed to let out a sigh of relief. Thinking of that old building again, he asked another question, "Miss Su's family is not well-off?"

  Ning Meng knew he had misunderstood, and hastily explained, "Actually, it's because she's interning at the magazine 'Urban Night Talk' and needs to experience life to prepare an article. If everything goes smoothly, she can sign a contract, so..."

  He let out a soft "oh" and his expression changed.

  Just as Ning Meng was about to leave, a cold voice came from behind her, "From now on, you don't go there anymore, and tell Miss Su not to go either. That's not a place where decent girls should go."

  She secretly resented it, what's proper or improper, you're still enjoying it immensely.

  A few days later, Su Mei suddenly shouted over the phone, "Baby, I've signed a contract, I've signed a contract!" Ning Meng held up her mobile phone in stunned silence, how was this possible? Just a few days ago she had been so downhearted. "Is it true or fake?"

  "Of course it's true. I'll treat you guys to dinner tonight."

  Su Mei hung up the phone. Ning Meng turned around and saw Guan Xian walking out of the conference room, nodding his head in the direction of the office.

  She shook her head. Why would the boss intervene in such trivial matters? Su Mei was lucky enough.

  Night falls, neon flashes, the triumphant bar plays soft music, and the atmosphere is warm. Three men and one woman gathered around a table, Sumi was particularly excited, with Xiao Jun holding her hand and smiling gently beside her.

  The soothing music suddenly changed, the bright lights flickered back and forth, the DJ stepped onto the stage, and instantly men and women poured in, twisting their waists and swinging their hips, the atmosphere boiling over.

  Su Mei pulled Xiao Jun's hand and rushed towards them with a smile, "We're going to dance, you guys hurry up and come down too..."

  Ning Meng gazed at Xiao Jun's receding back, blinked her eyes and said, "Xiao Ge is indeed a talented and versatile person. No wonder Su Mei insisted on dying in his hands. Now that the contract has been signed, the problem can be considered solved."

  Jiang Jing held up her cocktail glass and swirled it, the liquid rippling along the edge in a light whirlpool. She smiled faintly and said, "In this day and age, school romances aren't reliable. Once you enter society, there are piles of practical problems - how many couples can achieve perfect virtue?"

  "That's also true."

  She was dancing, but her enthusiasm was not high. Ningmeng went to the bathroom and had just turned into the corridor when she heard someone calling her. She swept a glance with the corner of her eye and couldn't help but start sighing. How could they run into each other wherever they went?

  He walked over to her, sizing her up and down, tight-fitting dress, ultra-short skirt, his face suddenly darkened, with an inexplicable cold tone, "What are you doing here?"

  Ning Meng thought this guy probably thought she was working part-time again, so he wasn't happy. Her heart warmed up and she quickly explained, "I'm out celebrating with a friend. Oh, it's my friend Su Mei from the magazine company, she unexpectedly got accepted."

  Guan Xian softly murmured in agreement and said, "Next time don't wear such a short skirt."

  Dizzy. Come on, wine is not supposed to be wrapped tightly? There are many rules, and there's no reason for it.

  "Was it you who helped with Su Mei's matter?" Ning Meng couldn't help but ask.

  Guan Xian nodded, "You don't need to be especially grateful to me. That magazine just happens to have a cooperation with our company. It was just one phone call, an easy task."

  Ning Meng gazed at his receding back, her expression a bit disheveled.