Chapter 140: Your Door Is Not Closed

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This was my first salary, and I didn't want to be deducted.

Rong Qi also walked into the elevator at this time, I don't know if I was dazzled, but I saw a smile in his eyes.

I quickly got into Rong Qi's car, yawning and wearing a seatbelt.

Suddenly, Rong Qiren turned towards me and leaned down.

The distance between me and him was only a few centimeters.

My heart beats faster involuntarily.

"Y-What are you doing!" I nervously kept pushing my head back, trying to get away from him.

But Rong Qi just raised his eyes slightly and glanced at me coldly.

Then, with a hand, he raised his hand, opened the door next to me, and closed it again.

"You didn't close the door." He said lightly and straightened up.

I was stunned.

The next second, I wanted to pump my ears and scrape.

Shu Qian, what are you thinking in your head! I know that he is not interesting to you, but what do you want to do?

I scratched my head in frustration when I suddenly heard a chuckle ringing in my ears.

I turned my head sideways and saw Rong Qi driving calmly.

Did I hear me wrong?

We soon arrived at the office, and Rong Qi threw me a bunch of information from the advertising department for me to sort out, and I was immediately busy.

It wasn't until lunch that I realized that I had several missed calls on my phone.

Worst!

I forgot about Lu Yihan!

I hurriedly called back, and Lu Yihan's voice was muffled: "Hey." โ€

"Hey, I'm sorry, you didn't wait for me this morning, did you? I got to work early and forgot to tell you. I said in a barrage.

"Alas......" Lu Yihan on the other end of the phone just sighed sadly, "I've been waiting for you for hours, I missed today's work, and Sister Mei was still scolding me for this matter just now." โ€

"I'm really sorry." I was embarrassed, "In that case, you can work hard from tomorrow onwards, and you don't have to come to me early in the morning." โ€

"You!" Lu Yihan seemed to be choked by my words, and endured it before he said helplessly, "Forget it, you should be busy next anyway." โ€

"Huh?" I didn't react.

"Work hard." Lu Yihan suddenly said meaningfully, "Goodbye." โ€

"Well, bye-bye."

When I hung up, I received an email from Farle saying that I was back and getting to work.

I perked up and quickly replied to him.

I thought that since Farle returned to work, he should at least come to the company or something, but I didn't expect that he was completely working from home, and all the contact with me was also email exchanges.

Even though it was just an email, I was the only person in the company who had contact with Farle, and I was still busy enough.

For most of the next half month, I was sent to work by Rong Qi at seven o'clock and went home at ten o'clock.

But I kind of enjoyed it.

I know Farle's past work and style very well, which is also my profession, so I am much more comfortable doing it than when I was an assistant to Rong Qi before.

Farle is a very gentle person in the email, and every time I send him an email at night, he will send a cute sticker emoji, saying "It's too late, go to bed, girls can't stay up late".

He even asked me to show him my university design and patiently make suggestions.

I was flattered, and it automatically occurred to me that Farle was supposed to be a talented and gentle uncle.

My second month as Farle's assistant was when he received an invitation to a charity auction.

The auction is held every year, and the original founder, who is also an advertising designer, is called Gao Tianyuan, who seems to be Farle's mentor, so Farle, who has always been low-key, went back to join the auction.

I had just updated my Farle itinerary when I suddenly received an email from Farle.

"Shu Qian, you can go to the auction with me."

I was completely stunned.

This year's auction was held in Kyoto, Japan, because of the organizers.

I'm going abroad again?

I suddenly feel that my recent life is really sci-fi, and I haven't stepped out of the door of my motherland in the past 20 years, but why is it so frequent recently?

But this time it was for work, and when I thought of being able to meet my idol Farle in person, I didn't hesitate to say yes.

I forwarded the email to Rong Qi and trembled and said that I was going to participate in this charity meeting.

Rong Qi glanced at me, and then said lightly: "You were originally Farle's assistant, if you want to go, just go." I shouted excitedly, humming a little song back to my seat.

The visa to Japan came down quickly, and on this day, I packed my luggage early in the morning and was about to take a taxi to the airport, when the sports car that didn't want Rong Qi suddenly stopped in front of me.

"Get in the car." He spoke cleanly.

I sat in the car, fastened my seatbelt, and said, "Thank you for taking me to the airport." โ€

"Who said I was taking you to the airport?" Rong Qi said coldly.

"Huh?" I was stunned for a moment.

"I also got an invitation to that auction." Rong Qi said lightly and glanced at me, "Is there a problem?" โ€

Of course, it was not strange for Rong Qi to get the invitation, but it would be very strange if he was going to participate.

Rong Qi has been the president of the Rong family for several months, and the media from all sides want to invite him to participate in the event, but his answer has always been one word, no.

But now an auction can actually invite him?

Maybe Rong Qi wants to play abroad?

After all, no matter how powerful he was when he was alive, he was an ancient person, and he shouldn't have a chance to go abroad.

I accepted this as a matter of course, closed my eyes, and slept until the airport.

I thought I would be able to meet Farle at the airport, and I didn't want to open my phone, so I got a text message from him saying that he couldn't go to the auction and asked me to go on his behalf.

He also made a point of telling him that a good friend of mine was also going to participate, saying that he would take care of me.

I thought I would see Farle's true face, but now I can't help but feel a little depressed, but I am a little happier when I think that this season is the time to see the autumn leaves in Kyoto.

After a few hours of flying, we landed at the airport in Kyoto.

On the way from the airport to the auction venue, I kept looking around, but Rong Qi just looked calm.

Soon, we arrived at our destination, Arashiyama on the outskirts of Kyoto.

Arashiyama in September, a sea of red maples, beautiful.

The auction was held at a hot spring inn on Arashiyama. It is said that this hot spring inn is an old mansion left by a former general and has a history of several hundred years.

We soon arrived at the door of the hot spring inn on the mountain in a rickshaw, and as soon as we entered, a woman in a kimono came to greet us.

"Mr. Rong, Miss Shu." The woman spoke fluent Chinese, "Welcome to this auction, I'm Yuko." โ€