A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Li Yuejin has learned his lesson this time.

Ye Wenxi asked several times what exactly the Provincial Academy of Fine Arts wanted to talk to her about.

Li Yuejin chuckled and said, "Oh, Comrade Ye, I'm not really sure either. I'm just making the connection. Maybe they just want to exchange ideas?"

Ye Wenxi rolled her eyes on the other end of the phone.

Is it really necessary to bring a food factory along for academic exchanges?

It's highly likely that the food factory got interested in her after she mentioned taking the college entrance exam last time and took the initiative to make the connection.

She guessed part of it correctly.

After she formally declined the consultant position in the city, the leaders of the food factory and the bureau met privately.

On the one hand, they decided to continue to use their sincerity to win over Ye Wenxi.

While not putting all their eggs in one basket, they also made connections with the provincial art academy.

The bureau intervened and explained the situation, saying that the food factory urgently needed new packaging.

The art academy attaches great importance to this, believing it to be both a way to serve society and a good opportunity for students to gain practical experience.

They first looked for people among the faculty and students who could do commercial design.

When I compared several outstanding student works with Ye Wenxi's gift box, the effect was immediately apparent.

Li Yuejin said that at the time:

"Having seen a real phoenix, a gilded chicken is no longer worthy of attention."

When I took a look at the manuscript, I couldn't say it was bad.

The composition, color, and technique are all fine.

Some of them are even more "artistic" than Ye Wenxi's.

But it just doesn't feel quite right.

It's not captivating enough, not memorable enough, and its integration with the product isn't clever enough.

The academy was somewhat dissatisfied with the result until Li Yuejin presented Ye Wenxi's work.

After watching it on the spot, Professor Liu was greatly shocked.

They had a very high opinion of Ye Wenxi's work.

"This is not just about artistic skills, it's about commercial design thinking."

"She has a very accurate grasp of the market, consumers, and product characteristics."

"Our current students, and even some teachers, cannot achieve this level of performance in a short period of time."

Some people were not convinced and organized senior students and young teachers to do several rounds of design work.

It lacks the wow factor of Ye Wenxi's designs.

This silenced the doubters.

The college immediately expressed interest in Ye Wenxi.

Li Yuejin also revealed that this person was preparing to take the college entrance exam, and his preferred choice was the provincial art academy.

The school, the factory, and the government... all three parties came together to discuss it.

A solution was devised that would interest Ye Wenxi and satisfy the needs of all parties involved....

Ye Wenxi did not agree immediately.

I have been quite busy lately.

The clothing store has just gotten back on track, and the mutual aid society still needs to be improved and promoted, so we can't spare the time for the time being.

After much persuasion, he reluctantly agreed to Li Yuejin's request, saying that he would definitely contact him again within the month to arrange a meeting.

The person on the other end of the line then hung up, seemingly still wanting more.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Wenxi leaned back on the sofa for a while before she could recover.

My mouth didn't stop all afternoon.

He explained the process to the helpers, discussed the details with Zhang Yunxia, ​​and finally dealt with Li Yuejin.

My throat felt incredibly dry, like it was blocked with sand, and even swallowing my saliva was a little painful.

As darkness fell, Ye Wenxi finally stood up, supporting her heavy head.

She changed into a light purple cotton-padded jacket.

At first glance, the style appears to be a traditional Chinese diagonal placket, but upon closer inspection, it lacks the traditional wide and bulky look.

It is a modern Chinese-style cotton-padded coat that incorporates contemporary design.

The cut is well-fitting, with a slightly flared hem.

A row of light-colored geometric square buttons on the front of the jacket, neat and tidy.

A few very faint white orchids are embroidered on the cuffs, almost imperceptible.

Her long hair was loosely tied up with a wooden hairpin.

He stood there, like a stunning withered lotus in a winter pond.

Unassuming, yet possessing a quiet and serene spirit.

This is a new version that was just finished a few days after she left, which makes her complexion look good and her temperament outstanding.

She carefully smoothed her stray hairs in front of the mirror before heading to the cafeteria.

The military canteen is busiest at this time of year.

In the dim light of dusk, Ye Wenxi appeared at the entrance of the canteen wearing that lotus-colored cotton-padded jacket, like a bright and warm color suddenly added to the gray background, making people unable to look away.

In the short time it took her to park and lock the car, several young soldiers who were about to enter the canteen stood frozen at the door, forgetting to move.

Ye Wenxi parked the car with an air of nonchalance, adjusted her scarf, and turned to walk towards the cafeteria.

He walked with ease, without the slightest hesitation.

As soon as she stepped into the cafeteria, the noisy sounds inside seemed to be filtered out by something invisible, and it became much quieter instantly.

Countless eyes turned towards them.

She looked around and began searching for Lu Weidong.

"Battalion Commander Lu, look who's here!"

Lu Weidong was surrounded by several young soldiers and was standing in front of the food serving window.

Hearing the noise, he turned around.

Eyes facing each other.

Upon seeing her, Lu Weidong couldn't help but smile and wave at her.

"Wife, come here."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was heard very clearly in the suddenly quiet cafeteria.

Ye Wenxi paused, her ear tips turning red instantly.

Shouting like that in public is clearly intentional.

Wherever they went, the soldiers automatically made way for them, their young faces all wearing kind, mischievous smiles.

"Hello, sister-in-law!"

"Battalion Commander Lu has been waiting for you for ages!"

She walked up to Lu Weidong and whispered, "I'm late."

"It's not too late."

Lu Weidong naturally took the cloth bag from her hand and turned to the head cook.

"Xiao Zhang, let's order another dish. Your sister-in-law loves ribbonfish."

"Alright!" the cook said cheerfully. "Give your wife a few big pieces!"

After getting the food, Lu Weidong actually put his arm around Ye Wenxi's waist.

Ye Wenxi tried to twist it twice, but couldn't open it. Instead, he hugged her even tighter, his hands firmly clasped around her sides.

"So many people..." she whispered, her ears already turning red.

Lu Weidong ignored her and gently pinched the soft flesh on her side with his large hand around her waist.

Ye Wenxi, who had been quite composed, suddenly trembled and glared at him, her face flushed.

How dare this person!

Suppressed, unspoken laughter emanated from the surrounding tables.

Lu Weidong, on the other hand, was quite composed. He sat down next to her, turned to the side, and casually put his arm on the back of the chair behind her.

This posture makes it seem as if she is completely enclosed in his territory, demonstrating ownership.

A high-ranking officer saw this and joined in the laughter:

"Weidong, you're not eating, you're just hogging your food!"

Lu Weidong smiled without saying a word, but instead moved even closer to Ye Wenxi.

"If you keep doing this, I won't come to have meals with you anymore."

Ye Wenxi nudged him lightly with her elbow, a little annoyed.

"Who told you to be so good-looking?"

Lu Weidong replied confidently, his eyes sweeping over the young soldiers who were still peeking at Ye Wenxi.

The soldiers were startled and quickly lowered their heads to eat.

Ye Wenxi ignored him, lowered her head and ate in small bites, occasionally clearing her still slightly sore throat.

"Are you tired this afternoon?"

He suddenly leaned closer and asked in a low voice, his warm breath brushing against her ear.

"Hmm," Ye Wenxi mumbled in response, her voice even hoarser than before.

Lu Weidong picked up the untouched bowl of vegetable and tofu soup in front of him, scooped up a spoonful, and steadily brought it to her lips.

"I'll drink it to soothe my throat."

Ye Wenxi looked at the soup spoon that was right in front of her, then quickly glanced around.

Many people are still secretly eyeing her.

Her face flushed, and she tried to turn her head away.

Lu Weidong wouldn't let her dodge, as if he wouldn't put it down until she drank it.

After a two-second standoff, Ye Wenxi finally gave in, quickly leaned over, and drank the spoonful of soup from his hand.

The warm liquid slid down my dry throat, and it did feel a bit better.

"Have some more."

Lu Weidong scooped up another spoonful, his tone as natural as if he were feeding his own sulking kitten.

Ye Wenxi lowered her eyes and drank the spoonful of soup from his hand.

She was about to reach out and take the bowl.

But then she felt a warm, large hand cover her inner thigh...

Lu Weidong's hand didn't move, but was firmly placed on her thigh, his thumb even unconsciously and very lightly rubbing the fabric.

The movements were discreet, and almost no one could see them from behind the tablecloth.

But Ye Wenxi's face turned completely red in an instant!