Transmigration: Experiencing Life's End - Dying Peacefully in One's Sleep

Chapter 438 Guan Juer 9

Although the Hilton was also the place where Fan Shengmei and Wang Baichuan went on a date and developed their storyline, Guan Juer didn't think that much about it at the moment.

This is the second time Fan Shengmei has accepted Wang Baichuan's invitation to dine at the Hilton.

She went to see the art exhibition in the afternoon and then realized that the restaurant was right across from it.

So after separating from her friends from Ode to Joy, she came straight here.

Wang Baichuan noticed Fan Shengmei's gaze and turned to look at her as well: "Xiaomei, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just saw a friend. Her art exhibition is right across the street, so she's probably here to eat."

"Should we go over and say hello?"

"Let's wait a bit. She came with friends too. Let's talk about it after we've eaten."

"Okay." Wang Baichuan also had something else to do today and wanted to ask her for help.

He told Fan Shengmei that he was going to start a company in Shanghai and asked her to help him rent an office and an apartment.

Guan Juer ordered her food and handed the menu to Zhou Ling. He didn't look at the menu and ordered the same food as her.

After asking for her opinion, I also ordered a bottle of red wine.

While waiting for the dishes to arrive, Zhou Ling poured her a glass of the wine that had been delivered.

"Thank you." Guan Juer took the wine glass and swirled it in her hand.

After he poured himself a glass, the two of them took a sip.

Their conversation began to revolve around her paintings, mainly with Zhou Ling asking questions and Guan Juer answering.

Eventually, the two started talking about their hobbies and interests.

When Zhou Ling asked about her hobbies, Guan Juer replied, "I've recently become interested in racing, and I've made plans to go with some friends."

"Is it that racing club in the suburbs of Shanghai?"

"Hmm, you've been there?"

“It’s owned by a friend of mine. He invited me there once, but I’m not that familiar with Shanghai.”

Guan Juer didn't ask him where he was from, but Zhou Ling said it himself: "I'm from Beijing. I have a branch office here and I come here occasionally to handle some work."

He thought that he might come to Shanghai often in the future.

“Then you must be very busy,” Guan Juer said.

"Fortunately, I have someone to manage the company, so I have some free time."

This reminded Guan Juer of what it would be like to run a company in another world.

She always knew that working alone was too tiring, that she couldn't lead a team or manage people, and that she would only work herself to death.

The two ate and chatted, and before they knew it, the meal was over. Midway through, Fan Shengmei brought Wang Baichuan over to say a few words to Guan Juer.

"Are you going back to the art exhibition? Or are you going straight home?" Zhou Ling asked as they reached the door.

Guan Juer didn't answer. She took out a cigarette case and a lighter from her bag, pulled out a cigarette, and waved it at him: "You don't mind, do you?"

She had just sent food to Xiao Qi, Yun Shang, and the staff at the art exhibition.

So, there's no rush to go back right now.

Zhou Ling said, "It's okay. I smoke occasionally, but only when I'm working."

"Want one?" Guan Juer offered him a cigarette.

He paused for a moment, then laughed and took the cigarette: "Okay, I'll need a light too."

Guan Juer handed him the lighter, but Zhou Ling tried it and found that it wouldn't light.

He said, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, in a somewhat muffled tone, "Looks like we're out of oil."

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to give up, he saw Guan Juer approach him with a cigarette in her mouth, and their cigarettes met directly.

Zhou Ling was slightly surprised and looked down at her.

As they closed the distance, he could smell not only the smoke but also a faint, pleasant fragrance emanating from her.

Guan Juer watched as the cigarette was lit, then looked up and met his gaze; their eyes held a hint of ambiguity.

She looked away and slowly took a step back: "That's enough!"

"Thank you." Zhou Ling gave her a deep look, took a big drag on his cigarette, as if the cigarette was particularly attractive to him.

Watch as she stubs out her cigarette in the designated extinguishing area on the trash can.

His gaze followed her, and he finished his cigarette in no time.

Although the two did not speak, the atmosphere between them felt so intimate that no one else could possibly intrude.

After that incident, they instantly shared a tacit understanding.

"Are you going back to the art exhibition later?" he asked again, his voice hoarse from smoking.

Guan Juer shook her head: "It's about to close, but my car is still over there."

"I will send you back."

"What about my car?" Guan Juer deliberately made things difficult for him, her eyes filled with a sense of leisure.

Zhou Ling immediately turned on his phone and made a call. Soon after, two cars pulled up in front of them.

"I'll take you home first, and then I'll have someone drive your car back later."

After saying that, he walked to the car, opened the back door, and turned back with a smile: "Want to get in?"

Guan Juer curled the corners of her lips and walked over: "You've arranged everything, of course you can get in the car."

Zhou Ling thoughtfully held the car roof with his hand, and only let go of her hand after she got in before getting in himself.

The assistant then spoke up: "Mr. Zhou, Ms. Guan."

Guan Juer glanced at Zhou Ling with a hint of mockery, her eyes clearly saying, "I didn't expect the people around you to know so much, and even recognize her."

"I had Assistant Chen look into this so I could find you," Zhou Ling explained sincerely, his eyes filled with apology.

She nodded without saying anything, but said to Assistant Chen, who was driving, "Go to Joyful Song residential area."

"Yes, Miss Guan."

Zhou Ling said, "Just give your car keys to Assistant Chen later, and he will drive the car back for you."

"Okay, then I'll trouble Assistant Chen to make the trip."

"Ms. Guan, you're too kind." Although Assistant Chen was inwardly shedding tears of regret for working overtime, he still worked diligently for his job.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the Joyful Song residential complex, Zhou Ling said, "It's a bit dark inside. Let me walk you in."

"There are streetlights here, you should go home early too. Here are the car keys." Guan Juer took the car keys, put them in the car, opened the door, and got out.

Before closing the door, she looked at the person and said, "I'm leaving."

Zhou Ling nodded and watched her walk into the residential area. Only when she was out of sight did he have his assistant, Chen, drive away.

He held Guan Juer's car keys in his hand, turned them around, and then handed them to Assistant Chen: "I'll trouble you to make the trip later. You'll get double pay for working overtime today."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Zhou." Assistant Chen appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, he was frantically suppressing the upward curve of his lips.

He loves working overtime; it makes him happy. We should have more bosses like him when they're in a good mood.

Zhou Ling took out her phone and first sent a message to Guan Juer to see if she had arrived home safely.

Guan Juer: [I'm home.]

Zhou Ling: [Is your phone number a green bubble number?]

【right. 】

Okay, added, please approve.

【OK】

Zhou Ling had never met her before, so he didn't rush to add her as a friend.

After the verification was approved, he clicked on Guan Juer's Moments and saw that it was full of paintings.