Part Two: East Soil Big Sugar, Chapter 262: Tingting Wants t

light, a single cup filled with water stood alone, with a wisp of fine white steam rising from it. The whole scene looked like a meticulously composed photograph.And that cup, she had handcrafted it...She had only taken two steps when, suddenly, a large hand grabbed her arm, forcing her to stop and turn around.

"Stuck here all night" Zhao Tingxing asked, looking her up and down. Besides being a bit dirty, he didn't see any other problems, so he let go of her arm.

"Anything" Han Li didn't answer his meaningless question. After being trapped all night, she was covered in dirt and her mood was far from peaceful.

Zhao Tingxing's attitude wasn't good either: "What's the point of your mouth You wouldn't even call out a few more times in the elevator yesterday"

How many times do you want to call it

Hàn Lì suddenly looked up at him, so, he had heard her cry yesterday

It's just not a big deal!

Trapped for a night, exhausted and miserable, she wasn't broken. But the word "more" did her in.

He used to constantly be on edge, always ready for a fight. Although his attitude was bad, it was within her expectations. She viewed him as an animal that hadn't evolved yet, a family member. With a little more patience and effort, she could get closer to him.

Now that it's clear, he isn't just poorly evolved. He can speak to Yan Jin nicely, or adjust himself to be a good father figure for Han Zhao Yi.

He only had no heart for her.

She didn't bother with him anymore. She turned and hailed a car in the parking lot, taking it back to her hotel. Her eyes felt sore, tears welling up slowly, but she pushed them back down, bit by bit. This was all her own doing. There was no other way.

This morning, Zhao Tingxing was holding a meeting with his company's operations department and the person in charge of internal construction of the building. The main focus was on revising the original design plan based on Yan Jin's rigorous suggestions from yesterday. The top floor of the building will be transformed into a shared office space.

Halfway through, Han Li pushed in with her laptop, causing everyone to turn and look. They all knew she'd been stuck in the elevator overnight and thought she would definitely take a rest today and not come back. However, less than two hours later, she returned.

When she left in the morning, her appearance was dull and lifeless. Now, she looked completely different with delicate makeup on her face and not a trace of fatigue. She was wearing a crisp and elegant silk blouse tucked into her capri pants and high heels that added a few inches to her height. Her whole demeanor was both graceful and capable.

A woman in her 30s may not be as fresh and youthful as a girl in her 20s, but she possesses a charm that a girl in her 20s simply doesn't have.

"Sorry I'm late. Please continue," she gave a light apology, found her seat, opened her computer, and began to listen intently to the meeting content.

Zhao Tingxing sat at the front and center of the conference table, while she sat at the back of the conference table, facing him from a distance.

Zhao Tingxing retracted his gaze and continued with what he had been saying before.

His operations team is not entirely accepting of the shared space: "This building is a Grade A office building, and when it was first marketed, the free leisure area on the top floor was a selling point. If this space is now also converted into office space, it will be a loss for customers on other floors."

This is also a problem that Zhao Tingxing needs to face and solve, and he needs to weigh the pros and cons.

"For now, your design team comes up with a plan based on the shared office space model. We'll discuss it later."

The idea of a shared office came up only yesterday, so Zhao Tingxing is not in a hurry and plans to give Han Li and the others a week to design it. They also need to discuss it further internally.

Then, Han Li from the last row stood up: "I came up with a preliminary design scheme for the top floor last night. If Zhao is available now, we could discuss it together first. I'll make adjustments later, which would be more efficient."

Without waiting for Zhao Tingxing's reply, she carried her laptop and walked forward, connecting the projector. She was efficient and decisive, and to be honest, she was Cheng Shaofan's hired designer, here to collaborate with Zhao Tingxing, not under his control. She didn't need to listen to him.

Everyone in the meeting room seemed confused. What was done last night Wasn't everyone stuck in the elevator last night How could they have designed anything good

Zhao Tingxing narrowed his eyes, moved his seat to the side, and made space in front of the screen. This way, he wouldn't block other people's views.

"Han Li opened the design plan and gave a brief introduction: 'Considering that the previous promotion for this building was to advertise the free leisure and entertainment space on the top floor for tenants, if we completely overturn this promotion now, tenants could sue you for false advertising. And the leisure space itself is a selling point, so it's a pity to overturn it completely; however, the shared office space is a new field worth trying.'"

"So my design idea last night focused on how to cleverly merge the two together."

Yesterday on the rooftop, Zhao Tingxing asked her what she was thinking, but she didn't answer because that was a personal matter; but today at the meeting, it was different. She appeared as a designer, so of course she needed to think what the client wanted.

She briefly outlined her design concept, stating that the top floor would feature a central, large leisure area. Surrounding this resting zone, she proposed a variety of flexible workstations and meeting rooms. At the easternmost end of the top floor, a designated area would be allocated for a gym.

The central leisure area and the fitness center on the east side can be opened to downstairs customers at the same time.

This was her initial idea last night, and it still needs to be researched and refined later.

But in just one night, to achieve this, it was beyond Zhao Tingxing's expectations. He leaned back in his office chair, his eyes seeming to be on the screen, but his attention was entirely on her voice, calm and measured, gentle yet forceful.

Zhao Tingxing knew these years she had been working hard on her own and achieving great results. Before, he might have had some thoughts about her, but after these two collaborations, putting aside romantic feelings and focusing solely on work, he realized his biases. She was constantly moving forward, progressing, daring to fight, and even in some ways, stronger than him.

After she finished speaking, she asked for everyone's opinion.

Zhao Tingxing took the lead and said: "No problem, let's design it according to your idea."

His team's operation also praised: "This idea is great, perfectly solved our hesitation. General Han worked hard."

Everyone present was in awe of her, as they all knew that the plan had been made by her while she was trapped in the elevator last night. And yet, she still looked radiant and presented it with clarity and order. The men in attendance wondered if they could have done the same.

Though acknowledged, Han Li remained impassive, closing his laptop and returning to his seat. Leaving the conference room, it was already noon. Han Li hadn't eaten last night, and this morning, when he returned to the hotel to shower and change, he had only grabbed a piece of bread to avoid hypoglycemia. In reality, he was famished now.

She was wearing makeup, and trying her best to appear energetic. Without it, she'd be utterly dreadful. Dark circles under her eyes, coupled with pale, dehydrated skin.

She now urgently needs to return to the hotel for a nap.

Zhao Tingxing stood at the door of the conference room, waiting for her to come out last: "Lunch together"

She walked past him, angling her body away. "Don't bother."ked at her like this and whispered, "You really flip your face faster than you can say 'Jack Robinson.'" 。“Han Li: “Didn't you say before that you were willing to provide free service” 。“You treat me...