Chapter 3 True Love, Your Backyard of Love
It's approaching midnight.
Uncle Chen parked his car at the Peninsula Apartments near Kowloon Station.
This is an idle property of Jiang Chen.
When Suti comes to Hong Kong, she usually stays here.
Suti got out of the car and was about to go upstairs.
Jiang Chen stuck his head out of the car window and muttered to Su Ti, "Cousin, please help me with the tea set, otherwise my father will really send me abroad and there will be no one to drink with you."
Suti made an OK gesture and said, "I'll give you news next week."
Jiang Chen's eyes lit up and he clenched his fists to cheer himself up: "I'll wait for you!"
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apartment.
It was already past one in the middle of the night when Su Ti finished her bath.
She was drying her hair while replying to WeChat messages.
Before I finished editing the message, a Hong Kong financial newsletter suddenly popped up on the page.
[News Network: Ronggang Shipping plans to work with mainland port authorities to build a cross-strait hub port, with Pingjiang as the first...]
Due to limited space, the message is not displayed completely.
Su Ti usually doesn't care much about news from Hong Kong Island, but this one mentioned Pingjiang.
For some unknown reason, she clicked on the message page.
After a quick look, one of the interviews caught Suti's attention.
[Rong Shaoting, president of Ronggang Shipping, revealed to reporters that in addition to the existing shipping and transportation system in the Greater Bay Area, Ronggang Group will shift its focus northward in the second half of the year, with Pingjiang as the first pilot for shipping connectivity...]
It’s Rong Shaoting again.
Suti heard or saw this name again and again tonight.
The scene of our encounter in the cabin inadvertently replayed in my mind.
The man under the lamp had a very calm and low-key demeanor, and his gentle words and deeds revealed his thoughtful cultivation just right.
But this kind of self-cultivation, when it appears in people who are noble in appearance, also means a strong sense of distance to a certain extent.
After reading the news, Su Ti silently defined Rong Shaoting in her heart.
You can only view it from a distance, not up close.
Being able to hold the position of the boss in such a complicated Hong Kong circle, one can imagine the influence that Rong Shaoting and the Rong family behind him have.
It is possible that the family background still has some social elements from the last century.
Su Ti exited the news page and stopped thinking about anything related to Rong Shaoting.
They are just passers-by who met by chance. They are not in the same region or circle, so they may not meet again.
At this time, Suti had no idea how unpredictable the world could be.
……
On Sunday afternoon, Suti left Hong Kong.
As the driver Uncle Chen was out temporarily, and Su Ti didn't trust Jiang Chen's driving skills, she simply went to the airport and planned to take the afternoon flight back to the city.
A second before boarding the cabin, Suti didn't notice anything wrong.
It wasn't until I walked into the first class cabin and caught a glimpse of the person sitting in seat 1A in the first row that I had only one thought.
It’s true that things in the world are unpredictable, and the big intestine wraps up the small intestine.
In the first row, 1A, by the window, Rong Shaoting was sitting with his legs crossed, talking on his cell phone. In the row behind him sat two grim-looking bodyguards in black.
He is not as formal today as he was last night.
He was wearing a classic black shirt and suit pants, with no tie. His buttons were open, revealing his full Adam's apple that rose and fell slightly when he spoke.
The light curtain coming through the porthole formed a small Tyndall effect, falling on the man's face, shoulders and neck, as if the light had a shape around him.
Suti had no mood to appreciate the sunlight effect.
She silently glanced at her ticket, seat number: 1B.
OK, really OK.
Just occupied someone's wine tasting room last night.
Now I am on the same flight and sitting in the same row with him.
Su Ti complained in her heart, if she looked at it from a God's perspective, wouldn't her every move seem more or less deliberate?
At this time, Rong Shaoting, who was still talking on the phone, slightly opened his eyes.
Seeing Su Ti standing still, a faint arc appeared on his thin lips.
Very shallow and light, not easy to detect.
Su Ti gritted her teeth and sat down, trying to remain calm.
She had done nothing wrong, but the way things had turned out made her feel guilty. After about two or three minutes, Rong Shaoting hung up the phone.
Su Ti put on a friendly social smile and greeted him, "Mr. Rong."
Rong Shaoting put down his phone, glanced sideways, and said politely, "Ms. Su."
Su Ti didn't think deeply about why he knew her last name, and replied out of basic courtesy: "What a coincidence."
"really."
The two faint and shallow words spoken by the man seemed to have some hidden meaning.
Su Ti was speechless for a moment, suspecting that he was hinting at her.
But on second thought, a person like Rong Shaoting would not lower himself to imply a passerby like her.
Su Ti smiled and said nothing more.
Soon, the flight attendant brought hot towels and a thin blanket. "Mr. Rong, this flight is expected to take 40 minutes. If you need anything during the flight, you can call me at any time."
The man gently turned the pinky ring on his left hand, "Thank you."
The flight attendant was very professional and repeated the same words to Suti.
However, when people start to let their minds wander, they are prone to making mistakes.
Su Ti didn't know what was wrong with her, and she repeated like a parrot: "Thank you."
The tone and pronunciation seem to be imitative.
The stewardess smiled and left.
There was a hint of amusement in Rong Shaoting's eyes.
Suti's face was as calm as a lake, but her heart was in turmoil.
Xiang Qing said that the best way to resolve embarrassment is to pretend not to be embarrassed.
So, Suti calmly opened the blanket, smoothed out the wrinkles on it, covered herself with it, closed her eyes and went to sleep.
Despite this, only Suti herself knew that the villain in her heart had already started dancing Muay Thai in the air.
Simply.
She and Rong Shaoting are not compatible, so they are in conflict.
……
After about fifty minutes, the plane landed next to the 3 bridge of Terminal T211 of Pingjiang International Airport.
Su Ti slept all the way, and in a half-asleep and half-awake state, she heard someone talking softly in her ears.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a figure facing Rong Shaoting, half bent over, as if he was reporting on his work.
Suti raised the seat and rubbed his temple.
I took out my phone and cancelled the flight mode, and several WeChat messages popped up in an instant.
Su Ti was the first to open Xiang Qing's chat box.
Three messages in total.
The first two items seem to be some account and password, and there is a website link at the end.
The last one was a voice message, and Suti clicked play on it.
[Be sincere, pursue true love, grasp fate, and you will be the next one to get married. True Love Jiayuan has a large number of single men, your love backyard...]
Su Ti, who had just woken up and was confused and forgot to turn down the volume: "???"
Xiang Qing, what are you talking about?
Su Ti stared at the page on her phone motionlessly, wishing this was a dream.
Assistant Chen Bai, who was half-tied up and reporting to Rong Shao Ting, was completely stuck by the publicly played voice.
Compared to the assistant, Rong Shaoting seemed much calmer and more experienced. He did not make any movement, and always supported his forehead with his left hand wearing a pinky ring, with his eyelids drooped, as if he did not hear anything.
Time is infinitely stretched in the silent silence.
Assistant Chen Bai secretly looked at the socially frustrated Su Ti. Tsk, such a pretty girl actually needs to find a dating website to introduce her to a dating partner?
The development of the matter to this point was completely beyond Suti's control.
The moment the cabin door opened, hot air with a slight dampness rushed into the cabin.
Su Ti was the first to stand up and walk out with her bag, her steps firm and her back stiff.
Until you walk faster and faster.
At this moment, Rong Shaoting slowly opened his eyes, looked at the fleeing figure and the pair of red ears in his sight, and a deep meaning flashed in his eyes.
My dears, starting from tomorrow, the update will be tentatively scheduled at 8 am every day. Before the 28th, there will be 1 chapter per day.
(End of this chapter)