Chapter 669 Because She''s Cray
The assistant from TS Group led ir into the private room. There were two people already there. One
was York Kuang, the general manager of TS Group; the other was a woman who ir didn''t know.
As soon as she stepped into the room, a whiff of strong perfume assaulted her nostrils. ir frowned.
The air was so thick with the odor she felt she was being suffocated.
Seeing ire in, York Kuang greeted her enthusiastically, "Hi, Miss Jing. Wee!"
Holding her breath, ir maintained a polite smile and shook hands with him. "Good evening, Mr.
Kuang."
"And let me introduce you to the daughter of our CEO—Ste Zhuge." York Kuang led ir over to the
woman dressed in a light-green stylish outfit.
She looked just like one of those Instagram models. Her skin was fair, and she wore delicate makeup
on her face. It was cleverly applied so that she wouldn''t look made up. The look in her eyes was
arrogant and condescending.
ir was confused by the presence of the CEO''s daughter. ''Why is she here?'' she thought.
Nheless, she greeted her graciously, "Nice to meet you, Miss Zhuge."
Ste Zhuge nonchntly shook hands with ir. She didn''t even bother to stand up. After casting a
cold nce at ir, she turned to re at York Kuang and grumbled impatiently, "She''s here. Can we
eat now, finally? I''m starving!"
She thought angrily in her mind, ''I don''t understand why York invited this woman along. She''s hot, but
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that''s all she has going for her. Probably hired because of her "ahem!" assets. Humph!''
ir knew what she was implying. The CEO''s daughter wasining that she waste.
But ir wasn''tte. She was there at the agreed-upon time—7 p.m. In fact, she was ten minutes early.
It was just that York Kuang and the woman hade too early.
York Kuang immediately asked the waiter to bring out the food. Then, he pulled a chair for ir in a
gentlemanly way. "Please sit down, Miss Jing."
"Thanks!"
ir began to chat with York Kuang since she had no idea why Ste Zhuge was even here.
In Room 888
Damon noticed the gloomy and contemtive look on Wesley''s face. He actively sat down next to the
officer, pped him on the arm, and asked in a yful voice, "Hey, Colonel Li, what''s up? You look
seriously down. What''s the matter? Maybe I can help."
Wesley cast him a cold nce. "Get lost!" he barked.
"Wow. Salty! Let me guess. Your girlfriend dumped you? No girlfriend, no prospects..." Damon raised
his eyebrows at Wesley, a mischievous look in his eyes.
Ignoring Damon''s words, Wesley closed his eyes and leaned back on the couch, lost in his own
thoughts.
Damon didn''t mind. He tugged at the corner of Wesley''s shirt and continued, "Come on. You know me.
I''m smooth with thedies. Let me impart to you my boundless wisdom. One, you''re almost never
home. Your girl probably is getting lonely. But I''m sure she''s a good girl."
Wesley kept his silence.
Niles was snickering next to them. He made eye contact with Damon, signaling for him to go on with
his lessons about women.
"So I gotta tell ya..." Damon kept prattling on for a few moments, but Wesley still said nothing, wearing
an uninterested face. Frustrated, Damon decided to wrap up his sermon quickly. "Anyway, from now
on, whenever you buy a purse for your girlfriend, remember to match it with your own clothes. And
please don''t wear your uniform every day. More styles, more colors. She''ll be more into you if you show
a little willingness to experiment."
"Why?"
Finally, a word left Wesley''s mouth. But Damon was confused. "Why what?"
"Why do I need to match her handbags with my clothes?" It seemed like the soldier had listened to
Damon''s lesson carefully despite his stony silence. This was all new to him.
Damon let out a heavy sigh. "Just think about it. When you go out with ir, as a gentleman, you
should hold her handbag for her. Are you going to just let your girlfriend carry her purse herself?"
''Sounds reasonable, '' the soldier thought.
So he decided to tap more of Damon''s wisdom. "Every time we have a fight, she''s wrong. Yet,
somehow I end up being wrong by the end of it. Why?"
Wesley was angry, mostly with himself. He was used to ir making mountains out of molehills. But
she didn''t call him or text him, decided simply not to fight anymore. This troubled him too, like he was
desperate for a tantrum from ir.
But he wasn''t wrong. ir lied to him, and he just taught her a lesson. Instead of admitting her mistake,
she moved out of the apartment, got a hotel room, and gave him the silent treatment. Was she waiting
for him to make the first move?
"Because she''s cray," Damon blurted out outright.
Wesley rolled his eyes at him. Damon asked, "Do you want a woman or want a reason?"
Wesley was speechless. He wondered what Damon was even talking about. He wanted her, of course.
"Don''t expect logic from your girl. Women will always try their best to me the guy in a fight," Damon
exined further.
Wesley pondered his words. ''God, he hit the nail on the head.''
Damon looked at the soldier with a smug smile and patted his shoulder. "So, the only thing you can do
is spoil her. If she''s happy, you''re happy."
''Damn it! He''s right, '' Wesley thought gloomily.
Niles was single as well. So he listened in, hoping to catch an asional nugget of wisdom. He
nodded dramatically, "Damon''s right. You know nothing about rtionships. Maybe he can give you a
crash course. And maybe I''ll have a niece or nephew by next year."
Wesley squinted at him. "As if. Not next year, nor the year after that," he said coldly. A child wasn''t in
the cards right now. Or to be precise, he wasn''t going to have sex with her before he could make sure
they had a future.
In Room 822
In the middle of dinner, York Kuang asked, "Miss Jing, are you happy at work?"
It seemed like Orion''s concerns were on point. The general manager was trying to poach her. ir
wiped her mouth with a napkin and said casually, "Yeah, I think so. Orion was my ssmate. He pays
me well, and treats me right. I''m happy working there."
They smiled at each other. York Kuang said understandingly, "I see. I''d heard you two knew each other.
ssmates, huh?"
"Yes. We were in the same ss for three years."
"Well..." York Kuang asked tentatively, "So if there''s a job with double your sry and better benefits
waiting for you, would you consider changingpanies?"
ir didn''t show much interest in the offer. But nothing got past Ste Zhuge. She eyed ir up and
down while thinking, ''She''s just a trantor. What''s so good about her? Why does the general manager
of TS Group have to wine and dine her? He even offers to double her sry?!''
ir took a sip of the red wine. She pretended she didn''t know his true intention. "No, I don''t think
that''s a good idea. I''m really happy working with Orion. And being happy every day is much more
important than having a high-paid job. I love my job."
"Sure, you have a point." York Kuang thought it was unnecessary to beat around the bush anymore.
Tapping the table with his fingers, he looked at ir and said sincerely, "Miss Jing, what about a sry
of a million a year, and a swanky apartment downtown? Come to work for us, and we''ll offer you
bonuses, dividends, on-site healthcare, a gym and restaurants in the building, travel insurance, and all
sorts of other benefits. What do you think?"
ir felt ttered. She was just a trantor. Orion had already offered her a good sry and benefits.
She didn''t expect the TS Group would be even more generous. However, she didn''t want to work for
them. Putting down her ss of red wine, she looked at him with gratitude and declined, "Thank you,
but..."