He Che wasn’t surprised at all. As usual, he was gentle and refined. He gave Xia Wan’an a small smile and started to speak softly, "Hello, Director Xia. I’m glad we’re eting again."
Xia Wan’an stared at He Che for a mont, making sure she was seeing correctly. Once she had controlled her emotions, with a stable deanor, she gave He Che a businesslike nod, "Hello, Mr. He."
Xia Wan’an pulled out a chair and sat down, then gestured at He Che, "Mr. He, please have a seat."
"Thank you." He Che sat opposite Xia Wan’an and handed over a portfolio he had prepared in advance.
Xia Wan’an didn’t rush to speak. After receiving the docunts, she seriously flipped through them. When she saw "Had 14 relationships" written under the section for marital history, she couldn’t help but frown, "You’ve been in love 14 tis?"
He Che: "...Yes."
And here he was, a polished turd among polished turds!
While continuing to look through He Che’s curriculum vitae, Xia Wan’an threw out a casual question, "How were you able to date 14 tis, yet still remain unmarried as you approach thirty?"
He Che: "...Do you really want to know?"
"I wouldn’t mind hearing about it." Xia Wan’an continued to pore over the resu, responding to He Che.
He Che paused for quite a while before he seemingly gave in and started to explain, "Alright, my first love, a university female student. On our first day of dating, she asked for a lipstick. On the second day, she asked for a bottle of skincare lotion. On the third day, she asked for a dress. On the fourth day, she asked for a bag. On the fifth day, soone gave her a more expensive bag, and she just dumped ."
Xia Wan’an, who was about to take a sip of water, almost spewed it out upon hearing this.
He Che: "...Or perhaps I shouldn’t share anymore?"
Xia Wan’an gestured with her hand: "It’s okay, continue."
He Che: "..Alright. My second love was an accountant. We confird our relationship in autumn, the very next day I went to her hotown with her. We harvested a mountain of apples. But when we returned to Beijing, she mysteriously asked for a breakup."
Xia Wan’an, who just had another sip of water, almost choked this ti.
"My third love was a pre-school teacher. We got along very well. One day however, she told she was cold. I imdiately went to the supermarket and bought her a huge bag of heat pads. Following that, she broke up with ."
"My fourth love was a receptionist. On the third day we were together, she wanted to marry . However, on the day we went to register our marriage, her boyfriend ca to stop us. She told she just wanted a man to stimulate her boyfriend to marry her."
"The fifth ti, the sixth ti, the seventh ti..."
In light of the fact she nearly made a laughingstock of herself twice while drinking water, Xia Wan’an abstained from further sips. She listened to He Che narrating his relationship history one by one. It wasn’t until the end that she finally understood the reasons behind He Che’s failed relationships.
It turns out that this polished turd, who looks very shrewd, doesn’t have any idea how to discern the sincerity of words from a girl! No wonder he has failed in love 14 tis. With such low emotional intelligence, whenever a girl suggests she wants to get intimate, not reacting would be bad enough, but even worse he tends to believe whatever is said... She would like to retract her previous description - a polished turd is a vehicular device for destroying womanizers!
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anwhile, while Xia Wan’an was interviewing He Che, sothing was happening in a café 1000 ters away from the Han Family Enterprise.
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