Lu Shao is cunning; Miss Nan has fallen for his tricks again.

Chapter 22 Sang Tingwan

Nan Xu parked her red Ferrari on the side of the road.

The message on my phone was from Lin Zhengyu, saying that the company name had been decided: Xinghe Media.

As for the registered capital, it was 30 million, which they split equally. Nan Xu didn't have that much money; it was given to her by Lin Jingshu.

It's already 10 o'clock. Today is Friday, so there are quite a few students out.

Many students whispered among themselves as they looked at the bright red sports car.

Nan Xu then realized that she had been a bit too high-profile. Driving a sports car and trying to pick up either men or women would be seen as an attempt to "keep someone a mistress."

Nan Xu immediately started her sports car, found a department store not far from the Communication University of China, and parked the car in the underground garage.

Nan Xu then walked back to the Communication University of China.

I was a bit tired after walking for a long time, so I decided to go to a nearby coffee shop and order an iced Americano.

As soon as Nan Xu pushed open the door of the coffee shop, her attention was drawn to the cashier.

The girl appeared to be in her early twenties, tall and slender, with long, black hair reaching her waist. She had an oval face and captivating, clear eyes.

Even without any special talents, being a model is still a good option.

Nan Xu immediately stepped forward and said, "Hello, I'd like an iced Americano."

The girl's hand quickly tapped "26 yuan, how do I pay?" on the machine.

Nanxu opened her WeChat payment code.

Then, standing aside to wait, and seeing that no one was around, Nan Xu boldly asked, "Excuse me, are you a student from the university next door?"

The girl nodded. "Yes."

Although the girl felt a little strange, she still answered seriously.

This is a media university after all; there are many talent scouts here. Maybe the one in front of me is one too. The girl thought to herself.

"So what's your major?" Nan Xu continued to ask.

It seems she guessed correctly.

"Acting Department," the girl answered obediently.

Nan Xu nodded. "Could I have your contact information?"

Nan Xu unlocked her phone, opened her contacts, and handed it to the girl in front of her.

The girl typed in her phone number and also included her name.

At this moment, Nanxu's iced Americano was ready, and Nanxu took the phone and the iced Americano.

The contact name is Sang Tingwan.

Looking at the string of numbers in her phone's contact list, Nan Xu dialed the number without hesitation.

Sang Tingwan's phone rang, and Nan Xu hung up immediately.

Just as she was about to leave, Nan Xu stopped and said, "By the way, you may not have heard of our company. We are Xinghe Media, a newly registered company."

Sang Tingwan remained calm. Just registered? How recent could it be?
Nan Xu turned and left without further hesitation.

Sang Tingwan opened Baidu and searched for Xinghe Media.

The legal representative is Nan Xu, and the chairman is Lin Zhengyu. The person who just arrived was the legal representative.

She scrolled down and saw that the registration date was today, so it was indeed recently registered. It's still fresh in everyone's minds.

Registered capital of 30 million? Sang Tingwan's eyes widened.

As soon as Nanxu opened the car door, she saw an A4 sheet of paper under the windshield wipers.

Nan Xu frowned, opened the note, and read in fairly neat handwriting:

Hello handsome, I've fallen in love with you at first sight. Could you give me a chance to get to know you?

A phone number was also included below.

Nan Xu rolled her eyes. Not everyone who drives a luxury car is a man.

The car next to it didn't have any, and the reason is obvious.

Because she was driving a Ferrari 458, and the driver next to her was driving a BMW 4 Series.

Nan Xu casually tossed the note into the nearby trash can.

He then got into the car, started it, and drove off.

Ling Shu made a reservation at a Western restaurant, and Zhou Zan was taken there by the butler, Uncle Wang.

Ling Shu stood by the window of the second-floor private room, watching Zhou Zan get out of the car and come in.

Zhou Zan found the private room by following the waiter's directions.

Ling Shu had already placed his order in the private room.

Zhou Zan placed the bag on the sofa to the side.

"Why did you suddenly decide to ask me to dinner today?" Zhou Zan gracefully took her seat.

Ling Shu walked over to her, picked up the freshly decanted red wine on the table, and poured half a glass. "I want to ask you out, but it depends on your schedule." It wasn't that Ling Shu hadn't asked her out before; in fact, he had asked her out quite a few times, but Zhou Zan had always refused with various excuses.

Zhou Zan was speechless for a moment. Okay, it was her fault.

"I asked you out today because a friend of mine is getting married in England and would like your help designing her wedding dress." Ling Shu took a sip of her wine.

Zhou Zan is now a well-known wedding dress designer in the industry, and she also runs her own studio.

“But my schedule is already booked until February next year,” Zhou Zan said, trying to refuse.

She's been very busy lately. She originally started the studio just for fun, but she never expected her wedding dress designs to be so popular.

Ling Shu thought for a moment and said, "Then forget it, I won't trouble you."

The wedding dress thing was all made up by him. She just wanted to see Zhou Zan. A week had passed since their last meeting.

Ling Shu was, after all, Zhou Zan's friend, and Zhou Zan's heart wavered somewhat.

"Alright then, give me her measurements, and I'll stay up for several nights in a row to make it for her." Zhou Zan put the cut steak into her mouth.

"No rush, she's not getting married until next June." Ling Shu had little appetite and just drank red wine.

Zhou Zan breathed a sigh of relief. "You should have said next year earlier. I thought she was in a hurry to have it."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's my fault. Eat more, I remember you said you liked the chocolate mousse at this restaurant." With that, Ling Shu placed what should have been dessert next to Zhou Zan.

"Hmm? Why are you serving dessert so soon?" Zhou Zan asked, somewhat surprised.

Ling Shu remained calm and said softly, "I bought this restaurant because you like it."

"What?" Zhou Zan blushed slightly, thinking she was hallucinating.

What do you mean she bought it because she liked it?

Saying such ambiguous things makes people think they're a couple.

Seeing Zhou Zan's questioning look, Ling Shu shook his head. "It's nothing. My sister also likes the chocolate mousse at this restaurant."

Ling Jia, who was on vacation in Malaysia, sneezed several times in a row.

Looking at the air conditioner in the room at 20 degrees Celsius, I fell into deep thought. Was the air conditioner set too high?

Thinking it over, I pulled the remote control out from under my pillow and adjusted the temperature.

The mealtime ended quickly, and Ling Shu reluctantly saw Zhou Zan off at the entrance of the Western restaurant.

Butler Wang had been waiting for a long time. He got out of the car and opened the door for Zhou Zan. "Miss, please get in the car."

"Well then, Ling Shu, see you next time." With that, he waved to Ling Shu and got into the car.

"Okay, see you next time," Ling Shu said in a deep voice.

Time always flies when I'm with her.

Old Wang nodded to Ling Shu and drove away.

Lu Zhiyan finished all his business in one morning, and in the afternoon they planned to visit Lin Jingshu and her uncle's family together.

Nan Xu returned home, but Lu Zhiyan had not yet returned.

Nan Xu changed into comfortable loungewear, sat on the sofa eating potato chips and watching TV.

When Lu Zhiyan pushed the door open, Nan Xu was lying sprawled on the sofa.

"You're back?" She casually greeted Lu Zhiyan as he returned.

Lu Zhiyan unbuttoned his suit jacket and draped it over his arm. "Hmm, any gains today?"

"Yes, I met a beautiful female college student." Nan Xu stood up and took a tissue to wipe the potato chip seasoning off her hands.

"Has it been signed?" Lu Zhiyan asked calmly, sitting on the sofa.

"No, I didn't bring a contract with me. I only left a phone number. I'll discuss it with Zheng Yu tonight and then decide."

She can't always do things her own way. Some things need to be discussed between the two of them.

"Alright, let's go home together tonight?" Lu Zhiyan picked up the glass on the table and poured himself a glass of water.

"You're coming back to the Lin family with me?" Nan Xu asked, somewhat taken aback.

The reason we said we'd go home together was so we could get married sooner.

Her parents are currently going through a divorce, although the fact that she and Lin Jingshu are together is undeniable.

But things are not settled yet, and she wants to wait a little longer.

"Let's wait a bit longer, until my parents have finished taking care of everything," Nan Xu said, her voice filled with worry.

Moreover, bringing this up again now would only cause her more trouble.

If Nanshan knew she was marrying Lu Zhiyan, she might cause some trouble.

Lu Zhiyan didn't insist anymore, saying, "Fine, I'll do whatever you say."

He certainly wouldn't let Nan Xu get away.

(End of this chapter)