Chapter 130: Who Else Do You Want to Talk To?

But Captain Shen had already said twice that if she kept avoiding it, it would seem a bit pretentious. Xie Yunshu quickly stood up and said, “Then I’ll trouble you, Captain Shen.”

Shen Subai walked casually toward the third-floor office, thinking to himself: When angry, he’s Shen Subai; when polite, he’s Captain Shen. This girl must have learned face-changing tricks as a kid? Fierce in fights, quick to back down — how else could the Lu family have bullied her into that state?

Used to be blind, but now probably not anymore, right?

Once inside the office, Xie Yunshu hesitated and didn’t dare close the door. “Captain Shen, is it just the two of us talking?”

Shen Subai squinted, “Who else do you want to talk to?”

Standing by the door, Xie Yunshu carefully chose her words: “Last time, you said it’s easy for rumors to spread if an unrelated man and woman are alone in an office. I thought just the two of us might look a bit…”

Shen Subai took some iodine and cotton swabs from the cabinet and put them on the table, then pointed to the mirror hanging on the wall. “Take care of your wounds yourself. I’m here waiting for Manager Ji of this project. He’s the investor for the new site development, and the catering contract and other stuff are all up to him.”

So Captain Shen only wanted her to handle her wounds herself — she’d been overthinking it.

Xie Yunshu no longer felt awkward. Since she had no face to lose in front of Captain Shen anyway, she said thanks again and walked up to the mirror. Her hair was messy, so she roughly pushed it back to the nape of her neck, revealing her fair and pretty face.

The blood marks were mostly gone and didn’t hurt much. The mirror hung a little high, so she stood on tiptoe and dabbed iodine on her face with the cotton swab.

Suddenly, a shadow loomed behind her. Shen Subai’s arm reached over her to take down the mirror. He sounded a bit exasperated: “Can’t a short person like you reach it?”

But he only got close for a moment before stepping back two paces to give them space. Xie Yunshu turned around and only saw the black hem of Shen Subai’s clothes disappearing by the door.

The girl in the mirror had messy hair like a bird’s nest, her face was still marked with blood although much better, and worst of all, it was smudged with mud from the fight. That Captain Shen could still talk to her without changing expression showed he definitely wasn’t superficial.

Xie Yunshu roughly wiped her face again, tied her hair up, and sat down with a long sigh. She figured she probably looked like a shrew by now in front of Captain Shen — always either cursing or fighting.

She had been to this office once before during rain, but didn’t look closely. Now with nothing else to do, she sat on the hard bench and silently inspected the place. A hard table, a hard bench, and a row of cold metal cabinets — nothing else.

Just like her first impression of Shen Subai — cold and hard. But now she thought Captain Shen was actually cold on the outside but warm inside, definitely a good person.

Just a bit slow on understanding things — she had told him to talk to the girl more, but he only said half the sentence and didn’t consider the situation. Captain Shen would better find a gentle wife; otherwise, with his communication skills, they’d probably quarrel every day.

After daydreaming, Xie Yunshu heard someone coming upstairs and showed a bright, toothy smile, ready to greet the southern big boss.

First in was Shen Subai himself. He saw Xie Yunshu’s warm smile and faintly curved his lips. Then he turned sideways and introduced, “Manager Ji is from Peng City. He’s the top investor for this project. The catering contract needs to be signed with him.”

There was still no formal real estate company here. Haicheng Development was the top in the country, but people and funds were urgently needed. Attracting capable private investors was a top priority.

Before this, Xie Yunshu thought the big boss would definitely be older, or at worst someone like Li Shengli, a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties. But when she saw Manager Ji introduced by Shen Subai, she was taken aback.

Manager Ji was shorter than Captain Shen but about 1.8 meters tall, with the refined temperament of a southerner, modest and wearing glasses. When he noticed Xie Yunshu’s momentary surprise, he quickly recovered and extended his hand: “Miss Xie, hello. I’m Ji Si’an.”

The formal “Miss Xie” was amusing, so Xie Yunshu blinked and confidently shook his hand, “Hello, I’m Xie Yunshu!”

Shen Subai pulled out a chair for Ji Si’an, “Sit and let’s talk.”

He himself sat on the opposite bench and glanced at Xie Yunshu, “You sit too. Manager Ji is very easy-going, don’t be nervous.”

Ji Si’an naturally knew who Shen Subai was. Although Ji’s family background was decent and wealthy, compared to Shen Subai’s powerful Jingbei Shen family, Ji was just rich but Shen was influential. The catering contract was a trivial matter in the whole project development, but Shen Subai even proposed “trial operation” for the contract.

The work was starting in two days and, although Manager Zhao had recommended a friend, no preparations had been made, so who could start trial operations immediately except this Miss Xie who had been supplying boxed meals recently.

Ji Si’an, sharp as he was, quickly realized that Captain Shen was quietly eliminating other catering competitors. Since she’d already been trial-operating for a month and if nothing went wrong, the contract would naturally go to Xie Yunshu.

Plus, Shen Subai’s careful plan to personally negotiate citing food safety was brilliant. Ji Si’an was the chief investor of the project — if he came to negotiate, no one else would dare compete.

With these moves, Xie Yunshu’s catering contract was practically guaranteed.