Our Glamorous Time( A Vsoo adaptation novel by Ding Mo)

Chapter 70(Taste of One's Own Medicine)

For example, when they first met in the bar, there were so many people around but this girl could spot his desolation with a glance.

For example, these few days, the suitcase industry was all messed up, but it seemed like it had nothing to do with him. So where did she notice that he needed to “release stress”?

Very quickly he remembered yesterday night at home. All Zhu Hanyu had cared about was, of the two desserts that she made, macarons and lonnie cheese cake, which one did he like better?

Haein raised his gaze to look at Lydia.

Their eyes met. There seemed to be some sort of hidden passion in their eyes that they both understood.

“I can’t go tonight,” he said, “Hanyu has cooked dinner.”

Lydia didn’t say anything.

Her gaze suddenly made him feel slightly uncomfortable. It was calm, quiet, pitch black, seemingly without any emotions.

Then she shrugged, her face nonchalant, “Okay. Then I will go alone.”

When he left the office, Haein originally had left the parking lot and drove up to Ring Road, but suddenly he took a turn at the fork and went back to the office.

His car stopped at the roadside far away; he was looking at the bus stop in front of the office. Soon, Lydia appeared. She had taken off her blazer, and was now wearing a pink jacket. She looked stylish and striking among the crowd.

The bus was here. Quickly she tried to board the bus with the crowd. Suddenly, she twisted her foot and almost fell. Only then did Ning Weikai notice that she was in a pair of tall high heels today.

Usually she didn’t like to wear uncomfortable high heels, but every time when she hung out with him, her “friend”, she would change into high heels. Quoting her words, “You are too tall. I can’t be dwarf standing beside you.”

Haein didn’t move a muscle, staring at her boarding the bus. It was not until the bus had long driven away that he turned around and drove home.

At first he was just keeping this girl whom he met at the pub around because this jolly little girl could enliven the atmosphere.

Since when did it change? The worst timing for it to change.

At the same time, in DG Korea’s office, the atmosphere was miserable and gloomy.

They were in the penthouse multi-purpose conference room.

Charles had convened all the senior leaders for yet another strategy session. After these few days of failure, even this optimistic and cheerful Australian businessman had a long face. His sunken eyes made him look like a stout panda.

Sehun sat on his left, Namjoon as a guest of honor and a friend sat on his right. The long rectangular conference table was silent.

Even though they were sitting close to each other, Namjoon still didn’t glance at Oh Sehun.

This time, Sehun had learned his lesson; he didn’t look at this man, whom he couldn’t distinguish as an ally or an enemy.

Charles flipped open the strategy report, speaking seriously, “After communicating with the US headquarters and discussing with the korean management team, we have decided to adjust our company’s strategy. Temporarily we will not promote those second and third class brands at a larger scale, instead we will mainly focus on advancing our first class brand: ZAMON.”

Everyone, including Sehun, looked pumped.

Because ZAMON was a world-renowned top class brand; even in Korea, everyone knew about it. Three years ago, DG had introduced this brand into Korea and just like other top brands, it was selling well. However, the market for luxury brands was limited after all, so it couldn’t be the main source of profit for the company.