The male greeter looked at Su Meng's clothes and stopped her outside the door.
Okay, Su Meng admitted that what she was wearing was indeed a bit poor, and it was incompatible with the splendor and jade carvings of the hotel.
"No, but my friend invited me to have dinner here."
"friend?"
The hotel receptionist looked at Su Meng with a look of disdain and a sneer.
"Sorry, I won't accept you if you are disheveled. Please wait nearby and let your friend give you some decent clothes."
The people passing by listened to a few words and looked around at Su Meng, which made her a little embarrassed.
She endured her displeasure and called Zhou Shaoyang.
"Hello."
"Su Meng? Are you here?"
"Yeah, but I can't get in."
"In this case, you go around to the back door and I'll ask my assistant to pick you up."
"The back door? Where is it?"
"Just walk straight on the small road next to the night market."
Su Meng walked through the muddy path, enduring the stench of the sewer, and arrived at the back door of the hotel.
The walls of the houses on the left were not sheltered from the wind, and the high-rise buildings on the right were extremely luxurious. Su Meng, standing in the middle, felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Are you, Su Meng?"
A graceful woman in red came out of the back door of the high-rise building. She stared directly at Su Meng. Compared with the disdain she had just received from the guests, the woman's eyes were contemptuous, wary and disgusting, which made people feel even more uncomfortable.
"yes."
Su Meng tightened the painting tube in her arms and nodded in response.
"Come with me."
Su Meng followed the woman into the hotel, her muddy shoes leaving rows of footprints on the red carpet.
"Sorry, can you find a place for me to wash my shoes?"
The woman frowned and made an unhappy phone call. Within three minutes, a little girl came over carrying a pair of high heels.
"Sister Qiao, are you talking about these shoes?"
The little girl looked young, as if she had just grown up. Wearing a pair of glasses, she obediently handed the high-heeled shoes to the woman in red.
"Are you crazy or something? I asked you to take the broken pair behind the door. Why are you taking this new pair? Do you know how much this pair costs? I'm giving these shoes to a beggar, and you think it's my money.
Brought by the strong wind?"
The little girl bent at 90 degrees and apologized.
"Forget it, take off your shoes and lend them to Ms. Su!"
"Sister Qiao...but this is the only pair of shoes I have..."
"Just clean Ms. Su's shoes and return them to others!"
Su Meng looked at the arrogant and unreasonable face of the woman in red, and a ball of anger ignited in her heart.
"No, thank you for your kindness."
Then he took off his shoes and walked barefoot in front of the woman in red. Seeing that she was standing still, he walked forward without looking back.
Qiao Qingli hurriedly stepped forward on high heels, not forgetting to glare at Guan Xiaoxiao before leaving.
Qiao Qingli knew very well that if Su Meng was lost, Zhou Shaoyang would definitely not be able to eat and carry around.
But Zhou Shaoyang clearly said that Su Meng was a soft persimmon, so why was she still so temperamental? The painting was still in her hands, and if she couldn't get it, her job would probably be gone.
"Ms. Su, Ms. Su, I'm sorry! I just made an unintentional mistake, so don't worry about it."
Su Meng didn't speak, but kept walking forward. When she was about to reach the end of the road, Qiao Qingli blocked Su Meng's path.
"Ms. Su, Mr. Zhou is waiting for you inside."
Su Meng held the handle and was about to open the door, but Qiao Qingli stopped her.
"Ms. Su, I'm sorry, please put on your shoes. Mr. Zhou may feel distressed when he sees you barefoot."
After saying that, he handed over her precious pair of high heels.
"Really?"
Su Meng threw her muddy sneakers on the ground, put them on silently, and then knocked on the door.
The door opened in response. Su Meng asked before Zhou Shaoyang could speak, "Where is the bathroom?"
In front of Zhou Shaoyang and Qiao Qingli, he took off his sneakers and walked straight into the bathroom.
"what happened!"
Zhou Shaoyang asked in a low voice, sullenly.
"It's no wonder that Ms. Su is angry, Xiaoxiao, that girl doesn't have any care in doing things! Ms. Su's shoes were dirty, so I asked her to bring a pair of shoes for Ms. Su, but she confusedly brought a pair of high heels that were not the right size, which made Ms. Su angry.
, I will talk about her later!"
Zhou Shaoyang waved his hands impatiently.
"You go to the door and watch, don't let anyone take any secret photos. I have an appointment with He Yun next week, and the president will also come forward then. I don't want to cause any trouble!"
"clear."
In the bathroom, Su Meng was squatting on the floor, cleaning her shoes. There was a sound of pushing the door behind her. She stopped what she was doing and did not look back.
"The painting is in my painting tube. You can take it yourself."
"Don't worry, I'll wait for you to eat together."
Su Meng stood up and shook her soaked hands. Zhou Shaoyang backed away in disgust.
Through the reflection of the bathroom glass, Su Meng could see his every move.
Su Meng took a deep breath and responded calmly:
"No, I have something else to do, so I won't bother you."
"Look at you, why are you still angry? Those assistants of mine are ignorant, don't take it to heart. As long as you are by my side from now on, I will quit those people who I should!"
When we met for the first time yesterday, Su Meng really thought that the secret love she had held on to for six years would finally be like her own work, and her dream would come true.
As a result, Zhou Shaoyang's words at night shattered his dream.
And today, when I met him, I could only enter through the back door.
In his eyes, Zhou Shaoyang, Su Meng was completely invisible.
"Shaoyang, I'm sorry, I can't go with you."
"What? Why? What's wrong with following me? Look at the life you are living now, working as an art teacher, but dressed like a beggar! Look at me now, I have status and money,
I can give you a lot!"
Su Meng's whole body was trembling. She turned around suddenly and stared at Zhou Shaoyang.
"Follow you? In what capacity? Is it your colleague? Friend? Or... partner? You should have known it from the time I wrote your name on my color test paper in the provincial art examination room.
What I want is never money and status!”
Zhou Shaoyang rushed forward and covered Su Meng's mouth with force.
"You're crazy! Is this allowed to be said?"
Su Meng struggled to break free from Zhou Shaoyang's restraints. During the push, her elbow hit the sharp edge of the ceramic tile, and severe pain swept through Su Meng's brain.
She stood up staggeringly, endured the severe pain, and walked out of the room quickly.
Not far away, Qiao Qingli saw Su Meng leaving so quickly and immediately turned around to find Zhou Shaoyang.
Seeing Zhou Shaoyang fall down in the bathroom, he quickly stepped forward to help him up.
"Where are the people! Where are the Su Meng people!"
"I, I just saw her leaving..."
"Hurry up and catch her back, stabilize her, and don't let her reveal the painting!"