The flight was in the afternoon, and Xu Qingyan left early in the morning by car just so he could buy a gift and then take another trip to the hospital to visit the Secretary-Generalâs sick wife.
When asking for a favor, itâs the intermediary who is used, never someone who is thrown aside once the job is done.
In this matter, Xu Qingyan actually didnât spend much money. It was just a matter of hosting a few meals and delivering some regular gifts to quickly complete what could already be done.
Even if he followed the court procedure, the outcome would be the same. But Xu Qingyan didnât want to waste time on trivial matters, so he asked for help to expedite the process.
Now that the matter was settled, naturally, he had to go back and stoke the cold stove.
In the eyes of others, he was an artist with strong connections. Every action he took left an impression, naturally leading to a corresponding evaluation.
Xu Qingyan wasnât short on time or gifts, so he naturally took care of things thoroughly. He expressed his gratitude for the help and paid a visit, making sure to give enough face.
From then on, every time he visited he would bring a gift and make a call. Even if the other party wasnât moved, at least his reputation wouldnât suffer.
Moreover, the Secretary-General was with the city government and, once promoted, would transfer to a county. Maybe one day he would become the leader of Pingsha County, and if something came up againâ¦
Speaking of giving gifts, he learned it through twists and turns from the Secretary-General. Anyway, every gift-giving occasion required something from his car; never mind whether it was a big or small gift, the keywords were just four, âon the wayâ and âsafe.â
âNot expensive,â âjust a little token of appreciation.â
Before he knew it, noon had passed, and Xu Qingyan left the hospitalâs main entrance, finally exhaling in relief. It was all over at last, and he could get a yearly parking spot.
Regarding gift-giving, he didnât feel too strongly about it. When asking someone for help, it was unavoidable to engage in ritualistic exchanges, and if you chose to give, donât feel burdened by it.
As the waters of the Canglang say, if youâre aloof, then be truly aloof, free from desires and strife, living in a realm of your own. If youâre part of the world, let go of your pride. The only fear is being neither clear nor muddy.
Xu Qingyan was very clear about his own positioning, he only wanted to accomplish his tasks, and that was all. Neither pure nor murky, he walked his own path.
After parking his car and arriving at the airport, he suddenly remembered something.
In Nan City, he still had a fish head with chopped chili pepper that had been parked for half a year, yet to be dealt with.
But it wasnât his; a friend had left it to him. Before graduation, although Xu Qingyan hadnât been particularly lucky in love, he did have one or two real friends.
Not many friends, but they were of high quality indeed.
He needed to find time to sort this out and also visit them. Speaking of which, this buddy was quite a tough one, famous in university.
Xu Qingyan entered the airport, habitually buying an economy class ticket, which after the new year, wasnât really economical.
Two hours later, he landed in Xinghai smoothly.
It was already six in the evening, and it was getting dim outside.
He walked out of the airport, just had called Pei Muchan, when a familiar car stopped in front of him within two minutes, a black Audi A8.
He had been driving a Volvo for half a month, and suddenly switching back to an A8 gave him an indescribable feeling. It had been half a month since he last saw Pei Muchan, those bright, smiling eyes.
âGet in, what are you spacing out for?â She smiled, wearing a black mask, her hair slightly curled, seemingly permed, with a pair of rimless glasses perched on her delicate nose.
âWhen did you start wearing glasses?â Xu Qingyan asked with a hint of surprise.
âHmm, itâs from a previous endorsement deal, they renewed it with me,â Pei Muchan touched her hair, âThe brand side took some makeup photos, thought they looked good, so I didnât change them.â
âHah, they do look pretty good.â Xu Qingyan placed his luggage in the trunk and, getting into the car, noticed that Pei Muchan had moved to the passenger seat, leaving the driverâs seat empty.
âGoing for dinner? To welcome you back and dust you off,â Pei Muchan took off her mask, revealing the slightly flushed face underneath, like a ripe peach.@@novelbin@@
As Xu Qingyan, who was driving, glanced at her from the corner of his eye, his eyelid twitched, but his expression didnât change one bit.
âWhere are we eating?â
Pei Muchan seemed to relax her whole body, leaning back in the passenger seat, her tone lazy.
âI donât know, you decide, Iâm good with anything.â
In the end, the two of them drove to a restaurant they frequented.
Getting out of the car, Pei Muchan took a new mask out of her small bag and put it on. With a light hook of her finger, she secured the mask behind her ears and was about to head inside.
Suddenly, she felt her hand grabbed by Xu Qingyan in an instant, her body tensed. Whatâs more, she could feel that he wasnât just holding but⦠even gave a little squeeze.
âYouâ¦..â She turned her head.
âWhat?â Xu Qingyan looked innocent, leading Pei Muchan inside, âHungry, right? So letâs hurry.â
Pei Muchan was internally speechless but didnât resist, letting him lead her into the restaurant. The lobby was full of people, warmth spreading, under the orange light with a cold halo.
They needed to discuss matters and habitually chose a private room.
The instant the door closed, everything went quiet. They sat down and exchanged a few words, then quickly got to the topic of the plans for the year, and the album and song release schedules.
âYouâre going to release a song too, right?â Pei Muchan pondered with downcast eyes, â âBlue and White Porcelainâ made a good impression, it would be a waste not to release any songs.â
Indeed, but what Xu Qingyan was thinking was that he could sing many songs, and not bringing them out to monetize would be wasteful too.
âI do indeed plan to release a song, you could say itâs the first thing I want to do,â Xu Qingyan tapped his fingers lightly on the table, âIâve prepared two songs, planning to release one of them first.â
âWhat song?â
â âStubborn.â â
Pei Muchan thought for a moment, realizing with that title, it probably wasnât a traditional-style song.
âWhy not write a âBlue and White Porcelainâ 2.0?â
âVariety is always good, thereâs no harm in trying, and writing songs is not like restocking goods,â Xu Qingyan chuckled, âIâd like to, but unfortunately, Iâm out of stock.â
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