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However, this was not what he wanted the most.

The worst thing about actors was that they forgot themselves in the play. They were so good at hiding their emotions that all the sadness was buried deep in their hearts. Eventually, it would rot, turn into worms, and then slowly corrode their hearts.

Ten minutes later, Little Wang drove to the coffee shop they had agreed upon.

Along the way, the three of them had their own thoughts and did not speak a word.

"Get out." Ou Ziyang got out of the car first and opened the door for Su Zhizheng. At the same time, he handed her a large hat.

"Alright." Su Wangzheng nodded and smiled, then followed Ou Ziyang out of the car.

Ou Ziyang considerately opened the door for Su Zhizheng and the two of them walked into a room in the coffee shop. The waiter quickly brought in a cup of Blue Mountain coffee, an Irish cup of coffee, a Moose cake, a pudding, and a Tiramisu.

Unexpectedly, there was another morning tea. Su Wenjun smiled as he picked up his Irish coffee and pecked it gently. "Why have you chosen such an elegant place to work today?"

Irish coffee had always been the coffee that a girl of nobility liked. She had finally managed to make a pass at it with her zither in her hand. To be frank, it was that person who had given her this cup of coffee. That person had always said that Irish coffee belonged more to a girl like her who drank coffee with a certain quality and meaning. But now, that girl had become a girl, but she still liked the taste of luxury.

He picked up a spoon and gently scooped a spoonful of mousse cake. The mousse instantly dissolved most of the worries in his heart. It was no wonder that mousse had always been a girl's favorite. It was indeed delicious. However, a normal broker would control the food of their artistes. It was only because of Su Zhizheng's naturally not fat character that she was satisfied.

As Ou Ziyang watched Su Wangzheng happily eating, the worry in his heart gradually subsided. He knew Su Wangzheng was someone with a story behind her, so he was even more worried about her from the beginning of his return to H City. However, she didn't expect something strange to happen on the first day. Fortunately, she was still able to eat in peace. It was undeniable that Su Wen was a self-adjusting person.

"Who asked you to raise your status?" Ou Ziyang smiled as he pushed the pudding to the side of Su Wangzheng and said.

"Oh? "Then how much am I worth now?" Su Wangzheng received the pudding without any trace of politeness and asked Ou Ziyang with a smile on his face.

"How much are you worth from these invitations?" Ou Ziyang sighed as he took out a dozen invitation letters from his briefcase. Looking at the thickness, there were 50 to 60 of them.

"So many?" Su You's zither also couldn't help but feel astonished.

"Yeah, a lot more invitations than our original plan." The former was now the king of the sky, and the latter … Ou Ziyang could only say that the future of this girl was limitless as he carefully scrutinized Su Wangzheng's zither.

"I have no objections. You handle it yourself." Su Wangzheng glanced at the invitations and picked up the Tiramisu without a care in the world.

"I wonder if you've heard of the Xiao Clan?" Ou Ziyang took out an invitation card and asked Su Wanzheng.

The Tiramisu dropped to the table with a thud. At the same time, she raised her head stiffly and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Among the companies that invited you, one of them was the Xiao Group. You are from H City, so you should know of this comprehensive leading enterprise, the Xiao Family, right?" Ou Ziyang naturally saw the abnormality of Su Wangzheng's zither, but he still asked without batting an eyelid.

"Xiao family? Impossible, right? Such a good corporation would actually invite me? " Su Wangzheng knew that she had just lost her composure, so she quickly pretended to be surprised and asked Ou Ziyang a question in return.

"Are you questioning my profession?" Ou Ziyang asked with a smile. It was said that Ou Ziyang had a specialty, which was his photographic memory. As long as he had seen it once, he would remember it in his head. Furthermore, he had never made a mistake in it. It was even better than a computer, because the computer was still down.