Excellent little farmer

There was a faint fragrance on the mineral water bottle. I raised my head and found Mia's naughty and bright eyes, looking at me with a smile.

"Hey! Mia, is it really you?"

My surprised eyes fell on Mia. A knitted leather top and stiff jeans instantly outline the girl's slender figure. A brown bag is paired with a bright yellow strap, which suddenly makes the girl look brighter and more beautiful.

"What, you're not welcome?"

"Where, where, is it just that my outfit is a bit too failed?" I spread my hands casually, my suit was half open, my tie was half loose, the first button of my shirt was undone, and even my sitting posture seemed a bit indulgent.

"There is no need to put yourself in a tense and conservative state at all times. In fact, those people also hope to have a more relaxed conversation atmosphere. If possible, I suggest you change out of your suit, um! Jacket, or even sweater, make it more casual , and don’t negotiate in such a purely business atmosphere, maybe the effect will be better. Of course, if it is a formal negotiation, that is another matter." With that, Mia sat down close to me.

"Oh! Mia, are you using the way of communication with foreigners to apply it to our country? If I do this, they will think that I don't value them, and that will mess things up." I shook my head and said : "Our country has its own national conditions."

"No, not necessarily. If they are more conservative guests, maybe so. But I looked at the guests here. Most of them are middle and senior managers in their thirties. I think they might like that. kind of atmosphere.”

After saying that, Mia laughed and said playfully: "You might as well give it a try and try to change it."

I hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly, and said: "My age is not suitable. If so, it will be difficult to gain the recognition of others, although it is not my fault."

Mia pondered for a moment, and finally nodded, saying: "Yes! This point needs to be paid attention to, but if you enter late-stage negotiations, you can do that."

"Okay, let's not talk anymore. Find a place to relax, coffeeortea?" I rarely had a sense of humor.

The atmosphere of the Shanghai International Club's coffee shop was good, so I wasn't worried about anything. I even introduced Mia to Li Zehai, Lu Mianyang and Huo Yunda, and Wang Limei and Lu Rui also joined in.

I am very proud of Mia's elegant fashion. At least this old classmate has not lost face in front of his subordinates. From the eyes of several men, I can feel that their first impression of Mia is quite good, and Wang Limei and Although Lu Rui also performed well, compared to Mia, who is at the forefront of fashion trends, their clothing is obviously slightly inferior.

"How's it going? I didn't embarrass you, did I?" How could Mia, who was as smart as me, not guess my thoughts? It wasn't until she entered the coffee shop that she whispered with a smile on her face.

"Hmm! Full marks. I didn't see our directors and district chiefs staring blankly. Fortunately, they didn't embarrass me too much. At least they were able to restrain their emotions and not be too exposed." I was also in a quite mood. Well, Mia's arrival is one reason, and the results of these rounds of negotiations are quite good, which is also a factor.

Mia' poof! ’ He laughed out loud and said coquettishly: “Look who you think your directors and district chiefs are.”

"Hey! This is the only way to prove your infinite charm, Mia." After Mia and I sat down, the waiter came over and asked them what they needed.

Mia declined the coffee, saying she was worried about not being able to sleep at night, so she just ordered a soda, while I ordered a cup of coffee.

"Mia, don't let it be because I came to Shanghai that you can't sleep. Don't blame it on the coffee." I joked, and the atmosphere of joking with old classmates was very comfortable, especially the beautiful classmates.

"Are you so confident? No wonder Kou Ling said that you are no longer the same Ye Qingquan, and even your mouth has become so slick. This is not in line with our original impression of Ye Qingquan." Mia said delicately.

"If my original impression in your mind is just that of a warrior or a reckless man, please discard it. If I am a reckless and ignorant young man, then please keep it. Well! I may be more real now."

I looked at Mia and said with a smile: "And Mia, you seem to have not changed."

"It's impossible for people not to change, it's just about size and aspects."

Mia shook her head and said: "You have changed so much that it feels like others have not changed much, but your current situation is indeed very different from what we imagined."

"What do you imagine me to be like? A worker, a bureaucrat, or a vagrant?"

I smiled lightly. No matter it was Kou Ling or Mia, they always had a natural sense of superiority. They felt that they had a good family background, good looks and temperament, and graduated from a prestigious university. Now they worked in central ministries, commissions, or famous foreign companies, so they subconsciously felt that they were from a good family. He loves to judge other students with an overbearing gaze, which makes me sneer.

I can't figure out where they come from so much sense of superiority? Where does the feeling of superiority come from? In this society's evaluation of people, does it mean that just because you are beautiful or that your workplace is better, you are superior to others?

"You seem a little unhappy?" Mia felt very keenly.

"nothing."

I shrugged and felt a little bored. Why should I care about the impression in their minds? Even old classmates have their own lives. Occasionally meeting each other is just to chat and reminisce about the past, adding a little color to their lives. .

That kind of vanity only shows up occasionally under certain circumstances, but now I feel that I can completely control my emotions.

"Are you a little unhappy? Do you think my original impression of you was biased?" Mia bit her lip and carefully observed my facial expression.

"Maybe a little bit." I didn't deny it.

"I didn't expect you to be so stingy."

Mia became happy instead, which at least proved that I still care about her opinion of herself. She shook her head slightly and said: "The impression you have given us now is refreshing and completely subverts our previous suspicions. Isn't this better?"

"Oh! Does that make sense?"

I also laughed, waved my hand and said, "Mia, it doesn't seem to matter whether I am doing well or not, and the same is true for you. Of course, I hope that all my classmates can live better than me."

A sly smile appeared on the corner of Mia's lips, and she said, "I can see that you are emotional."

"Okay, Mia, let's stop bickering. Kou Ling said there will be another class reunion during the Spring Festival this year. When will you return to Yuzhou?"

I laughed and waved my hand. This Mia is really a ghost. No wonder it is so tempting. Even Xiao Zhiyuan is looking at her with covetous eyes.

"What, can I go back to Yuzhou with you? Can I take advantage of it and save a plane ticket?" Mia said with a sweet smile.

"Mia, are you interested in a plane ticket? Could it be that your boyfriend, a foreign company executive, is so inconsiderate that he didn't tell you that you wanted to go back to Yuzhou and couldn't even buy a plane ticket for you?" After that, I laughed loudly.

"Don't mention it. He and I are not suitable. We have blown it off a long time ago." Mia said coolly: "These days, it is more pleasant to be single."

"Hmm! It seems that celibacy is very popular nowadays."

I nodded and said: "The importance of marriage in the minds of Chinese people is constantly decreasing. Should we get married? Do we have to get married? Will we not be happy if we don't get married? I think these issues are plaguing our generation. I don't mean to say that Is it a siege? Those who have entered want to get out, and those outside the city want to enter. The description is very accurate."

I appreciate Mia's cheerfulness and ease. Compared to Kou Ling, Mia is more real. I really like the relaxing feeling of getting along with Mia. Of course, the premise is that the other party can let go of her reserved taste. Mia is very sensitive to this and restrains herself.

This happiness lasted until eleven o'clock in the evening, when I summoned Wang Changquan's Mercedes-Benz 600 to come and take Mia back to her home. This shocked Mia again.

When Mia tentatively asked about the driver's situation, she found nothing. The driver just said that he was assigned by the boss to pick up people and did not know anything else. As for who owned the car, the driver declined because it was inconvenient to disclose.

I left Mia with too many mysteries. This kind of trouble has been lingering in her mind, so much so that she related it to Kou Ling's weird attitude on the phone. Mia, who was even more curious, almost called directly to ask. But in the end, she gave up this somewhat abrupt move.

It seems that I am really a character. Fortunately, there are many opportunities. The Spring Festival reunion is just the right time to get a good feel for this guy's trump card.

When I arranged for Wang Changquan's Mercedes Benz 600 to be delivered to Mia, I knew it was my own shallow vanity that was at work again. I knew this, but I still did it.

It is said that vanity is the original sin. Everyone seems to know this sentence, but why do so many people still enjoy it?