latelenovela Chapter 235 Beautiful Editor Feng Ling
Chapter 235 Beautiful Editor Feng Ling
The taxi slowly stopped in front of the Mercedes-Benz 4S store. Chen An paid the fare and got out calmly.
He took out his cell phone and dialed the sales number skillfully. Not long after, a tall and beautiful woman in an OL uniform skirt hurried out of the store.
She glanced around and saw that Chen An was the only one at the door.
When she got closer, she couldn't help but show a look of surprise.
Chen An's outstanding appearance and perfect figure are so attractive that she is like a shining star, particularly dazzling in the crowd.
At the same time, the salesperson couldn't help but speculate in her heart. The man in front of her looked ordinary and not very old. She asked tentatively, "Are you Chen An, Mr. Chen?"
Chen An looked at the other person and smiled back. That smile was like a spring breeze, warm and charming. "It's me. You must be Miss Sun."
The surprise in the salesperson's eyes became more and more obvious, and he was full of curiosity about Chen An's identity.
After all, the Mercedes-Benz S-Class, as the name card of Mercedes-Benz cars, has always had high sales, and it can even be described as being in short supply. Ordinary people who want to buy it have to wait in line even if they pay a price of 300,000 or 500,000 yuan.
But the man in front of her didn't even raise the price, which made her wonder, could it be that some rich lady had taken a fancy to him?
Chen An looked at the strange expression on the woman in front of him and felt speechless.
Although he didn't know what she was thinking, her ever-changing expression made him feel very uncomfortable.
Although this woman was very beautiful, Chen An only wanted to pick up the car quickly and had no interest in her beauty. He coughed lightly to remind her to come back to her senses.
The saleswoman finally reacted and her expression instantly became a little embarrassed. She quickly stretched out her fair little hand and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, you are so charming that I can't help but be distracted. I am your sales consultant Sun Yue, please..."
"Okay..." Chen An responded lightly, his voice calm and steady.
The salesperson looked at the suitcase in Chen An's hand and said considerately, "If there are no valuables in it, can I help you carry it in?"
Chen An shook his head slightly and refused: "No, it's quite heavy and I can do it myself."
Half an hour later, Chen An drove his brand new Mercedes-Benz S400 slowly out of the 4S store.
The system was very powerful this time. Although the license plate was not a leopard number, it was worth at least 300,000 yuan according to the current market conditions. If he sold the car now, he could make at least 700,000 or 800,000 yuan.
According to the navigation location, forty minutes later, Chen An arrived at the office building of Shengshi Literature Network. He parked the car steadily, then took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
"Sister Fengling, what are you busy with?"
A gentle female voice came from the other end of the phone: "What else can I be busy with? I'm at the company. Why did you suddenly think of calling me? Are you thinking about the copyright of "Mortal"?"
Chen An raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Sister Fengling, don't think about work all the time. You should relax when you have time. Now there is a handsome guy who wants to treat you to a cup of coffee. I wonder if Sister Fengling has time to do you a favor?"
"Well, coffee? You came to the Magic City?" There was a hint of surprise in Feng Ling's voice.
"I'm waiting for you in the cafe downstairs of your company..." Chen An's tone was relaxed and cheerful.
"Then I'd like to see for myself what kind of handsome guy you, the dark horse god, are." Feng Ling's words were filled with curiosity and anticipation.
"That will test Sister Fengling's vision. She needs to find out who is the most handsome man in the coffee shop." Chen An joked confidently.
"I have something else to do now, wait for me fifteen minutes..." Feng Ling said.
"No problem." Chen An responded readily.
Chen An put away his phone and caught a glimpse of a flower shop not far away. He got an idea and walked towards the shop.
Ten minutes later, Chen An sat by the window in the cafe, where he could clearly see the situation at the door.
At the door, a beautiful lady walked in. She was about thirty years old and was wearing a simple yet elegant white dress.
The skirt had just the right amount of pleats, swaying gently with her steps, adding a touch of agility. A thin black belt was tied around her waist, perfectly highlighting her slender waist.
She wore black high heels, and each step was elegant. She carried a delicate black shoulder bag, which was fashionable and intellectual, and her every move exuded the unique charm of a mature woman.
The woman's eyes quickly scanned the coffee shop and soon noticed Chen An, who was sitting by the window not far from her. A flash of surprise flashed across her eyes, and then she walked over with elegant steps.
"Chen An?" Her voice was soft and pleasant.
"Sister Fengling, sit down. How is it? I'm not bragging, am I?" Chen An joked, his face filled with a sunny smile and his eyes full of anticipation.
The woman sat down, smiled and praised: "Not only am I not bragging, I think you are being modest. If you hadn't admitted it yourself, I would have thought I had met a big star." Her eyes were full of admiration, and the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a charming smile.
Chen An couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's really an honor to be recognized by Sister Fengling, the beautiful editor." His smile was sincere and bright, and his eyes always stayed on Fengling.
At this time, the waiter came over. After the two ordered coffee, Chen An took two gift boxes from his side and gently pushed them in front of Feng Ling.
"Why are you so polite to me?" Feng Ling rolled her eyes at Chen An, with a hint of anger in her smile.
"Sister Fengling, my current small achievements are inseparable from your support and help. Of course I can't come to pay a visit empty-handed. These are some specialties from Yunnan. Please don't despise them, sister." Chen An's tone was sincere and his eyes were full of gratitude.
Feng Ling smiled, opened the gift box, took a look, and asked curiously, "Is this fruit wine?"
Chen An explained with a smile: "Yes, it is brewed with wild cherries. This kind of wild cherry tastes particularly sour, just right for brewing wine, and the taste is very good. It's just that the quantity is too small. This is brewed by the best craftsman in the village where I live. The box contains flower cakes and porcini mushrooms. Sister Fengling, go back and try them..."
Feng Ling's smile became even brighter: "Xiao Chen, that's thoughtful."
The two of them exchanged some casual greetings, and the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant. Feng Ling then got to the point, with concern in her eyes, and leaned forward slightly to ask: "Xiao Chen, are you here to play in the Magic City this time, or do you have something else?"
Chen An picked up the coffee, took a sip, and then said, "I'm going to develop here. After all, the prospects of the online literature industry are very good. One person's strength is limited, so I'm going to open a studio. I'll have to rely on Sister Fengling to take care of me in the future."
Feng Ling's eyes lit up, her face filled with joy as she said, "Xiao Chen, I want to congratulate you and thank you. There are many people in the company who envy me for my good luck in signing your work, and I still have great faith in your vision."
Chen An raised his coffee cup with a smile and said, "Then I wish us a happy cooperation in the future."
"It's a pleasure working with you..." Feng Ling also raised her glass and clinked it with Chen An. The crisp sound of the clinking glasses seemed to be the prelude to their future success.