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Over the next few days, Lu Hao was busy planning the traditional Chinese style event for Xiao Xiyue's company.

He sat on the sofa, his eyes glued to the laptop in front of him, scrolling through countless examples and materials about various ancient-style events on the web. Yet, his mind remained a jumbled mess, devoid of any clear thoughts.

When it comes to creating proposals for others, he can easily come up with several decent-looking ones.

But this was for Xiao Xiyue, and he always felt it wasn't enough; no matter how he looked at it, it seemed to be lacking something.

"Tsk."

Lu Hao scratched his head, crumpled up an A4 sheet of paper covered in drafts, and threw it into the trash can at his feet.

Inside, there were already several identical crumpled pieces of paper lying there.

He leaned back on the sofa and took a few deep breaths.

Xiao Xiyue walked over and sat down beside him.

She wore a silk robe, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders, exuding a more relaxed, domestic air than the sharp edge of a female CEO.

She placed the cup of tea she was holding on the coffee table and said softly, "Don't push yourself too hard. This is calming tea that Ning Shu brought. Drink some to soothe yourself."

Lu Hao sat up, wiped his face, and picked up his teacup.

He took a sip, and a sweet and refreshing aroma filled his mouth, sliding down his throat, clearing his muddled mind a little.

He turned his head, looked at Xiao Xiyue's flawless profile under the light, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he said in a low voice, "I just want to help you design a perfect plan."

"Silly boy." Xiao Xiyue reached out and brushed the messy strands of hair from his forehead to the side, her eyes full of trust. "I like anything you make."

The more she said that, the more pressure Lu Hao felt.

If this is done well, Xiyue Clothing can undergo a transformation, thereby suppressing Yunlan Clothing.

Moreover, if Lu Hao is not mistaken, Yunlan Clothing will definitely launch the same event as Xiyue Clothing.

This further underscores the superior quality of the plan, enabling Xiyue Apparel to truly stand out.

Lu Hao felt that this was no longer simply helping Xiao Xiyue fight a beautiful battle, but rather sounding the horn of attack on Yunlan Clothing.

He had not forgotten Yunlan Clothing's previous schemes.

"Xi Yue, don't worry, I will definitely come up with a perfect solution." Lu Hao's eyes were firm.

Xiao Xiyue gently patted his head, her eyes filled with tenderness. "I'll go with you."

"good!"

Lu Hao was fully recharged. He grabbed his laptop and typed out the fragmented ideas in his mind.

Xiao Xiyue wasn't idle either. She was using a tablet to help him find various information and occasionally offered some unique insights. The two of them chatted back and forth, sparking many new ideas.

Before I knew it, the night outside the window had become unfathomably deep.

"Ah..." Xiao Xiyue yawned widely.

Lu Hao glanced at his phone subconsciously; the time displayed on the screen was 2:30 a.m.

He closed his laptop, turned to Xiao Xiyue and said, "Go to sleep if you're tired. I'll organize my thoughts a bit more."

"No." Xiao Xiyue moved closer, wrapping her arms around his like a cat, resting her head on his shoulder, her big, watery eyes staring at him, her voice soft and sweet, "Let's sleep together. I can't sleep without holding you."

Who can stand this?

Lu Hao chuckled, reached out and pinched her fair and delicate face, coaxing, "Sweetie, I just had a few new ideas. Inspiration is fleeting, so I have to write it down quickly, or I'll forget it first thing tomorrow morning."

Upon hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed across Xiao Xiyue's face, but more than that, she felt heartache.

She didn't insist, but kissed him on the cheek and said, "Okay, then get some rest as soon as you're done, don't stay up too long."

"Okay, go ahead. At worst, I'll just take tomorrow off and catch up on sleep at home." Lu Hao patted her back.

"You said it yourself, my Boss Lu."

After Xiao Xiyue returned to her room, Lu Hao poured himself a cup of tea, took a few sips to refresh himself, and then returned to his work.

……

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Thanks to Lu Hao's all-nighter, the plan for the ancient-style event finally took shape.

That morning, Lu Hao stood blankly in front of the mirror, put on a handsome suit, combed his hair like an adult, and tied on a black tie.

The man in the mirror had shed some of his usual casualness and gained a more composed demeanor.

Today, he is going to a banquet hosted by an old client. This is not only a chance to strengthen relationships, but also a great opportunity to make a name for his fledgling company.

"Turn around."

Xiao Xiyue's voice came from behind him. She stepped forward and naturally helped him straighten his tie.

She straightened his slightly crooked tie knot and brushed away non-existent dust from his shoulders.

"Drink less alcohol. If you can't handle the situation, call me and I'll come pick you up," Xiao Xiyue said, looking up at him.

"Don't worry, this isn't like before with those 'bad friends'." Lu Hao looked down at her and couldn't help but laugh.

"You have the nerve to say that?" Xiao Xiyue rolled her eyes at him, but lightly poked his chest with her finger. "Last time you were so drunk you were passed out. If I hadn't gone over, where were you planning to sleep on the side of the road?"

"It's my fault, it's my fault." Lu Hao grabbed her mischievous hand and begged for forgiveness with a smile, "We haven't been in contact with those people for a long time."

A hint of self-mockery flashed in Lu Hao's eyes when he mentioned those people.

They were all so-called "connections" introduced by Qin Shou, who claimed that each of them had some family connections and could help him get business.

After visiting twice, Lu Hao realized that they were just a bunch of good-for-nothings who did nothing but brag, flatter, eat, drink, and have fun.

He never went back, and he reminded Qin Shou, but the guy didn't take it seriously.

But today is different.

This long-time client, Zhang Deyi, is someone he met when he was still working at Yunyou Company, and they had been cooperating for over a year.

They always specifically requested his proposal.

Now that I've heard he started his own company, he's brought in several orders without saying a word.

Lu Hao always kept this friendship in his heart.

After leaving home, Lu Hao drove his Santana towards the Yunjiang Hotel.

Lu Hao parked the car.

As soon as he got off the bus, he saw a slightly overweight middle-aged man standing at the door, smiling at him.

"Old Zhang!" Lu Hao's eyes lit up, and he quickly walked over.

"You've finally arrived, kid." Zhang Deyi laughed loudly, patted Lu Hao's shoulder heavily, his eyes full of admiration. "Come on, let's go upstairs. Several people are waiting to see this promising young talent."

The two walked into the hotel side by side. Along the way, Zhang Deyi chatted with Lu Hao about his recent situation, his words full of care.

The banquet hall is on the 34th floor.

Pushing open the door, a lively atmosphere immediately greets you.

The hall was filled with the fragrance of women's hair and the clinking of glasses; business elites gathered in small groups, chatting and laughing.

Zhang Deyi pulled Lu Hao along, weaving through the crowd.

"Old Li, let me introduce you. This is Lu Hao, whom I mentioned to you before. He's a promising young man!"

"Mr. Wang, this is Lu Hao. He's starting a new company. Hope you'll take care of him in the future!"

After the introductions, Lu Hao greeted everyone politely and respectfully, and his WeChat account gained more than a dozen new contacts.

Although they are all business owners of companies that are neither too big nor too small, each of them is a valuable potential resource for the current size of his company.

Just then, the previously noisy banquet hall fell silent.

All eyes turned to the stage at the very front.

Lu Hao followed the gaze of the crowd and looked over. His pupils contracted sharply after just one glance.

Under the dazzling lights, a man and a woman stood on the stage.

The man was dressed in a suit and had an extraordinary air about him; Lu Hao didn't recognize him.

But the woman beside him, wearing a dazzling red dress and with a polite smile on her face, would be someone Lu Hao would recognize even if she turned to ashes.

Fang Ruoyun!