My sister-in-law from Qingdao

What you said is true, I'm not angry.

I said that, but I felt a little disappointed inside. It was true that being laughed at by a girl for not being tall enough was a real blow.

"Alright, alright, a man should be more magnanimous. I'll treat you to dinner tonight if necessary."

Seeing that I said that, Tang Yanran hugged my arm even tighter.

This made me feel a little embarrassed.

"Look at what you're saying, do you think I'm such a stingy person? You're a girl and I'm a boy, so naturally it's my treat."

"Hehe, that's more like it. Let's go, there's a Sichuan restaurant up ahead, why don't we go eat Sichuan food?"

Even at this point, Tang Yanran was still holding my arm, and it felt like we were lovers who had been together for a long time.

This time I didn't push her away, but quietly felt her tenderness.

In such an unfamiliar environment, where no one knew us, it was nothing for her to hug my arm.

Although the girl's breasts weren't very large, I could feel their presence. Being held by a girl who had a faint fragrance about her, I should feel proud.

"Coming all the way here to eat Sichuan food? We might as well eat it back in Qingdao!"

"Just do as I say. I like spicy food, so I'll eat Sichuan food and see how it's different in Shanghai."

This girl is gentle and sweet, and as a man, of course I wouldn't refuse her.

So the two of them went into a Sichuan restaurant.

We ordered Mao Xue Wang (a spicy Sichuan dish), and several other relatively spicy dishes.

The girl even ordered four bottles of beer.

We sat facing each other, eating and chatting.

After drinking some alcohol, Tang Yanran's cheeks were slightly flushed, her eyebrows and eyes curved, making her look incredibly charming.

She wasn't the kind of girl with exquisitely beautiful features, but her alluring charm was so deep that it seemed to seep into her very bones.

You could tell she was a very charming girl.

"What samples did you bring this time?"

After taking a sip of beer, Tang Yanran looked at me with a smile and asked.

"We brought a 36-square-meter tablecloth and a four-piece bedding set."

Do you have any photos? Could you show them to me? What are your prices?

Tang Yanran smiled with her eyes crinkling, a beautiful smile that was hard to resist.

But I actually rejected her.

"I really can't show you this, and I can't tell you the price either; it's a company secret."

Although the girl was very kind to me, I treated her to a meal, and I helped her carry her luggage from the station to the hotel.

I've been polite enough.

I can't tell her things that involve the company's interests.

"Tch, still calling me a good friend? You treat me like an outsider. If you don't want me to see it, fine. It just shows you're a good employee."

Tang Yanran looked slightly disappointed. She picked up her wine glass, clinked it against mine, and then gulped down a mouthful.

"You should drink less. It's not good for a young lady to drink too much."

Seeing her drinking so heavily, I couldn't help but stop her.

Are you concerned about me or feeling sorry for me? Or are you just worried that I drank too much of your alcohol?

Tang Yanran put her wine glass aside, rubbed her neck with her fingers, tilted her head, and looked at me with a mischievous expression.

"This wine costs eight yuan a bottle, which I can afford. I'm just worried that you might drink too much and harm your health, since it's too cold."

Tang Yanran grabbed the wine bottle and poured herself another glass.

"You don't understand, do you? Let me tell you, Sichuan cuisine is too spicy, so it needs to be neutralized by cold beer."

What she said makes sense. Indeed, it's much more comfortable to eat something spicy and then drink a sip of ice-cold beer.

"But I'm afraid you'll get drunk and mess up tomorrow's negotiations."

The girl then laughed and said, "If I get drunk, will you help me talk to them tomorrow?"

I know this is a joke; outsiders are not allowed to interfere in negotiations with clients.

Before a company officially starts production, the design and price of its products are confidential information.

"Sure, if you're not scared, I'd be happy to negotiate with the client for you. That way you can have a few more drinks."

I joked back.

"If you were my boyfriend, that would be fine, but unfortunately you're not. How about this, you quit your job at Linglong and come work for our company."

Tang Yanran tilted her head, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at me with a smile.

Her pretty tank top, combined with her not-so-full chest, gave her a unique kind of sexiness.

Perhaps it was because I had been drinking, but I suddenly found her very cute.

Why does a guy have to look for an exceptionally beautiful girlfriend?

Men are creatures driven by their lower instincts; they like pretty faces, big breasts, tall stature, and long legs.

Tang Yanran isn't exceptionally beautiful, but she's very refined and has excellent taste; everything from her clothes to her makeup is just right.

Moreover, being with her is very relaxed and casual, whether talking, chatting, or eating.

I don't feel tired at all.

Perhaps it was because I had drunk too much, but I actually developed a slight liking for this girl.

After we finished eating, we walked out of the Sichuan restaurant.

Autumn in Shanghai is not cool at all; on the contrary, it is a little warm.

Perhaps because I had been drinking, I became bolder, and the girl naturally took my arm. We didn't go back to the hotel, but instead walked slowly down the street.

She held my arm, her expression full of tenderness.

We walked for about two kilometers, and the evening breeze made me feel much more awake.

At that moment, I realized that this girl was not my girlfriend, but just an ordinary friend I had only known for a day.

Being so close to me made me feel a little uneasy.

"Yanran, it's getting late, why don't we go back to our respective hotels?"

Tang Yanran shook her head vigorously and said, "The night is so beautiful, I don't want to go back to the hotel. How about we just keep walking forward and see how far we can go?"

As she spoke, she looked up at me with gentle eyes.

The Mid-Autumn Festival has just passed, and the moon is exceptionally bright.

Her face was bathed in the gentle moonlight, and the hazy, dreamlike quality was somewhat intoxicating.