Chapter 141 — Old Buffon's Origins
Years of Heartflutter · Page 202 of 214
Looking back, the relationship and the feeling between him and Zhiyun had actually been quite good. Zhiyun had relied on him, had treated him as her own elder brother—it was only he who had indulged the wishful notion that such sibling affection would slowly ripen into love.
But all that tacit understanding and beauty was gone beyond recalling. So it was that Li Dadong, sunk in profound gloom, had called up friends from high school to go drinking.
Now Yang Ce had given him a chance to mend his relationship with Lin Yanhe, and Li Dadong hesitated. At bottom, this was Yang Ce's company. Although Li Dadong did not take Yang Ce for the sort who played tricks and stabbed people in the back, he still found it somewhat strange.
"All right, I'll give you time to think. When you've decided, give me an answer," Yang Ce said.
Letting Li Dadong go off to think it over first, Yang Ce fixed a cold stare on Zheng Zetao, who was lingering, reluctant to leave. "What, is there something else?"
"N-no, nothing—it's just—Brother Yang, could you give me your contact information?" Zheng Zetao asked cautiously.
"My contact information? What do you want my contact information for?" Yang Ce frowned.
"Well—well, it's like this. I saw Li Dadong leave in such a hurry, and he didn't take your contact information with him. You told him to think it over, didn't you? When he's made up his mind, if he doesn't have your contact information, how would he let you know?" Zheng Zetao said with a perfectly straight face. "I figured I'd ask on his behalf."
"So that's it." Yang Ce saw through Zheng Zetao's ulterior motive well enough, but he gave him his mobile number all the same.
Zheng Zetao hastily saved it in his phone, and only then, lingeringly, rose to take his leave.
The designer Old Buffon had brought in was truly out of the ordinary. The jewelry designs he produced were exceedingly noble and elegant. Zhao Sisi pulled up some finished drafts on the computer and discussed them with Yang Ce and Lin Yanhe.
"These all look good to me. Get the factory to rush the work—Valentine's Day is almost here. We may be aiming at the high-end market, but there's no shortage of wealthy couples either," Yang Ce said. "From now on, you and Zhiyun can decide this sort of thing between yourselves. Zhang Bin and I are just hands-off partners."
"Zhang Bin? I wouldn't dare let him take it as easy as you. Once he's out of the hospital, I'll have him come in," Zhao Sisi said with a smile.
"Then that's your family business—I won't meddle," Yang Ce said, waving a hand.
Lin Yanhe had a strong capacity for adapting and learning. Though she was not much given to talk, she carried herself with the air of a formidable businesswoman. Of course, that was only on the surface; Lin Yanhe's nature meant she was not, at heart, one of those hard-hearted people.
Such a person could run a business well enough, but she fell short when it came to commanding subordinates. She could only win her people over through sheer force of personality, yet she could never bring herself to treat them harshly, because Lin Yanhe simply could not harden her heart. That was her weakness.
Li Dadong, on the other hand, was exactly the man to make up for that shortcoming. Anyone could see from ordinary dealings that Li Dadong was the sort with few crooked thoughts in him, upright and unyielding—just the right man to manage the company's personnel and discipline.
An iron-faced judge like that—anyone who saw him would surely tremble.
While Yang Cenbin was turning the company's affairs over in his mind, Li Dadong had likewise begun to fret over the day's events. As for Heng's invitation—should he go or not?
To be continued.
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