The corridors of the hotel are paved with carpets. Although the soles of the feet of everyone passing by do not make any sound, their eyes seem to make a sound.
Meng Tang pointed at Wei Chuan: "Come in."
Wei Chuan wanted to look up to the sky and laugh three times. After entering, he had to ask Meng Tang more and more: "Why did you choose me?"
Because the old man wouldn't let her get close to Li Hanjin.
Meng Tang saw Wei Chuan's proud look and deliberately said: "First come, first served."
"First come, first served?" Wei Chuan was unhappy when he heard this, "In other words, if he came first, you would have blocked me from the door?"
Meng Tang did not make any assumptions and coaxed perfunctorily: "Who is being blocked from the door now?"
There were signs of anger. Wei Chuan knew the current affairs as a hero, smiled, took all the takeaways to the round wooden table and opened them.
Meng Tang smelled the aroma of cheese and walked over: "What did you buy?"
Wei Chuan said: "I originally wanted to buy durian pizza, but I was afraid it would smell after eating. Go and see me. It was not convenient for me, so I bought a double combo, as well as squid ink seafood risotto, pasta and sushi platter, as well as some desserts and drinks. "
The takeout portion is not large, so I can only fill my stomach with the quantity.
The sofa was a bit short, so Meng Tang asked Wei Chuan to sit over there, then he moved the chair over and sat across from him.
The table was not big, but it was full. Meng Tang pointed at it: "It's a bit much, can you finish it?"
"Yes." Wei Chuan handed her the seafood risotto, "You eat first."
Mengtang was stunned: "I'll give it to you after I finish it?"
Wei Chuan scratched his head: "There's no empty box, and I don't need your spoon to eat it. It's okay, I don't dislike it."
Is it a matter of dislike?
Meng Tang glanced at the table, took the lid over, spread a little risotto, and said, "That's it."
She wanted to taste everything, so she only spread a portion as big as the palm of her hand.
Wei Chuan placed the French caramel brulee in front of her: "Try it, it's from the same cake as the cake I gave you last time."
"You only ordered one portion?" Meng Tang glanced at the table.
Wei Chuan shook his head: "I won't eat."
He didn't look like someone who had wronged him. Meng Tang paused and smiled.
She lowered her head and took a spoonful of it and put it into her mouth. The rich aroma of egg milk in her mouth made her squint.
"How is it?" Wei Chuan tilted his head slightly, waiting for Meng Tang's feedback. If she said something bad, Wei Siyuan would immediately close her dessert shop.
Meng Tang didn't have time to speak and nodded with a thumbs up.
Sweet but not greasy.
Wei Chuan said with a smile: "Actually, this shop is opened by my third sister. If you want to eat in the future, you can come to me and I will give you a 50% discount."
Mengtang: "...If you do business like this, you won't be able to open any store."
"Is your third sister an actress?" Meng Tang took a sip of lychee black tea latte and looked at Wei Chuan in surprise, "What TV series has she acted in?"
Wei Chuan finished chewing the rice in his mouth , said: "They are all minor supporting roles, and I have never played a leading role."
After eating a piece of pizza, Meng Tang was already seventy or eighty percent full. She leaned back in her chair and said, "Well done, supporting role." She will also do well."
Wei Chuan laughed: "The key is that she is not good at acting. I am asking a teacher to teach her how to act during this period."
"It's okay if you have this intention." Meng Tang said, "As a family, you still need to encourage."
Wei Chuan nodded on the surface, but felt funny in his heart. Wei Siyuan didn't need encouragement.
She is a person with a clear mind and can coax herself well.
It was almost seven o'clock after dinner. Meng Tang cleared the table. Wei Chuan took the garbage and told him to throw it away.
Meng Tang rinsed his mouth and face, changed his clothes, took his mobile phone and room card and went out.
Turn left and walk a few steps to the elevator entrance. He met Wei Chuan who was coming back. Seeing that he was about to enter the elevator, Meng Tang was stunned: "Why are you going?"
Wei Chuan pointed up and said, "I'll go up with you."
Wei Chuan took out a room card: "It's not like I didn't book a room."
Mengtang felt that he was so ridiculous and wasted money, and was speechless for a moment.
When I wanted to say something, the 38th floor arrived.
As soon as the elevator opens, the smell is different from that on ordinary floors.
Li Hanjin happened to come from the end of the corridor, followed by someone. He ignored Wei Chuan and introduced to Meng Tang:
"This is Mr. Fu Hansong, the vice president of the Wood Sculpture Association. Mr. Fu, this is my junior sister Meng Tang."
Meng Tang bowed slightly and said hello.
Fu Hansong responded enthusiastically, looking towards Wei Chuan: "This is..."
Li Hanjin, who deliberately ignored Wei Chuan, smiled slightly. Wei Chuan glanced at him sideways and said with a smile: "I am classmate Meng Tang."
Fu Hansong said "tsk": "Why do you look so familiar to me? What's your last name?"
Wei Chuan rolled his eyes slightly, maybe he really had some friendship with his family, he said: "My surname is Wei, and my name is Wei Chuan."
"Who are you, Wei Shize?"
Fu Hansong said "Ouch": "I really know you. I have some friendship with your grandfather. The last time I saw you, you were still young. I didn't expect you to grow so tall."
Wei Chuan pulled his lips and smiled. He couldn't remember it. The last time he saw him was at the old man's funeral.
He smiled politely and said that he would not disturb their business. He turned to Meng Tang and said, "I'm going to have a drink. Come out and call me."
Meng Tang nodded and saw him heading towards the executive lounge.
Li Hanjin led Fu Hansong and Meng Tang to the suite where Su Mian lived.
Meng Tang has seen her on TV before, and she has a very Jiangnan charm.
Li Hanjin introduced the two of them, and Meng Tang bowed and said hello, looking a little uneasy.
Su Mian smiled: "Why are you so nervous? I have heard of your name a long time ago."
Meng Tang's eyes widened: "You know me?"
"Chen Xunli and I have been friends for many years," Su Mian laughed. "He secretly showed me your works."
"Of course, I am one of the judges for the competition you participated in. I also know the "Blind Monk Listening to the Piano" that you restored. I have to say that you are very spiritual." Meng Tang was flattered, and Su Mian asked everyone to sit down and chat.
They are both leaders in the industry, and we couldn't stop the discussion. We talked for more than four hours, ranging from genres to nature, to market and policy inheritance.
When Meng Tang went out, he still had a look on his face.
Hands here today are all seniors in the wood carving industry, and Meng Tang feels that he has benefited a lot from his words.
Fu Hansong pulled Li Hanjin and said farewell at the door. Meng Tang and Su Mian's assistant nodded slightly and took the lead to go out.
Entering the corridor, Meng Tang turned his peripheral vision and noticed a figure sleeping on the sofa at the end of the corridor.
It’s Wei Chuan!
She lowered her head and glanced at her phone. It was a few minutes before twelve o'clock. Has he been waiting here for more than four hours?
Meng Tang walked over and found that he was sleeping deeply.
She looked up and down. She was so tall that she couldn't move him, so she could only wake him up.
Meng Tang held Wei Chuan's shoulder and pushed it gently: "Wei Chuan, wake up."
Wei Chuan frowned and muttered, but did not wake up.
"Get up." Meng Tang pressed harder, "Don't sleep here, Wei Chuan? Wake up..."
"It's you again." Wei Chuan was in a daze as he slept. His face was swept by Meng Tang's long hair. He thought it was Maltese who squeezed onto the bed. He raised his big hand to hug him, rubbed him, and took him into his arms.
He didn't know how strong he was. Meng Tang felt like he had hit a wall.