"Ivan just called and said she's coming over too. She seemed to have something to discuss with you," Shu Yao suddenly remembered and said.
As she was speaking, she heard someone say 'Hi' and walk over. "Sorry to keep you waiting. I'm off work quite late."
"Sit down. I just arrived too."
Meng Jingwei smiled and greeted her.
Ivan placed her bag in the booth and casually sat next to Meng Jingwei. "What happened? You've lost so much weight in just two months. Your jawline is clearer than my life's path."
After a bit of teasing, they all laughed.
The three sat together, exchanging pleasantries. While waiting for the hot pot to be served, they ate and chatted.
"Shu Yao said you needed to see me about something?"
Meng Jingwei asked directly.
Ivan, who was in the process of dipping a slice of fatty beef into the sauce, paused. She immediately put down her chopsticks, leaned closer to Meng Jingwei, and whispered, "I have a money-making opportunity. Do you want to hear about it?"
"What?"
Upon hearing about making money, Meng Jingwei's eyes lit up.
"What is it? So mysterious. Hurry up and tell us," Shu Yao said, chewing on her tripe and glaring at Ivan, feeling her curiosity piqued by Ivan's secretive behavior.
"You know how Jingwei sister helped me at the jewelry exhibition before? Well, today I met a business partner who's organizing a car show and needs a well-known model. I recommended Jingwei sister to him, and he readily agreed."
After speaking, she looked at Meng Jingwei again. "Two hours, and they're offering 30,000 yuan for appearances. But I wasn't sure if you'd agree, so I came to ask your opinion first."
"So little? It's the dead of winter, so cold, and only 30,000 yuan for an appearance? That's too little," Shu Yao shook her head, using her chopsticks to pick up a slice of lamb roll from the Yin-Yang pot. She muttered, "She's the boss of a wedding company, after all. Earning only 30,000 yuan is beneath her!"
Meng Jingwei held her chopsticks, mixing the sauce in her dipping dish, and pondered.
Although 30,000 yuan wasn't a huge sum, earning it in two hours was still pretty good.
"When did you two find out about my situation?" she suddenly looked up, surveying Shu Yao and then Ivan. Her sharp gaze held a hint of coldness.
"This..."
Ivan was taken aback and looked at Shu Yao for help.
Shu Yao, chewing on her food, pursed her lips before saying, "Lan Cheng is such a small place. Walls have ears. I don't know who spread this, but everyone in the circle is saying you and Qing Muye are not getting along, and he's making things difficult for you."
Shu Yao hadn't intended to tell Meng Jingwei about this, but she hadn't expected her to guess it so cleverly.
"Yes, yes, people in our company also often discuss this matter," Ivan chimed in.
Meng Jingwei was unconcerned and calmly continued to cook her hot pot.
In the past two months, she had been busy with Chaoyun E-sports and Xièhuì Wedding Company, so she hadn't had time to pay attention to these rumors.
If Ivan hadn't spoken up just now, mentioning that the car show company boss was offering 30,000 yuan for her to walk the runway, she might not have thought of this matter at all.
After all, she was the god-granddaughter of Old Mrs. Qing. An appearance fee of only 30,000 yuan. Most people would worry about offending Meng Jingwei with such a low fee, thereby indirectly offending the Qing family.
Since they invited her to appear, yet offered such a low amount, and it was also thanks to Ivan putting in a good word.
Upon careful analysis, she could figure out everything.
"Well... Yao Yao has a point. You're the boss of Xièhuì Wedding Company, it's indeed not quite suitable for you to walk the runway..."
"Go! Why wouldn't I go?"
Meng Jingwei took a sip of her drink, "Thirty thousand yuan is more than a year's worth of rent for me. Earning more than a year's rent in two hours is a huge profit."
These were Meng Jingwei's heartfelt words.
She didn't feel pathetic about her current situation; instead, she felt it was just a part of life.
However, hearing this, Ivan and Shu Yao couldn't help but feel immense sympathy.
"Are you crazy? The car show might be outdoors, and it's the dead of winter with piercing winds. Do you know how cold it will be!" Shu Yao greatly admired Meng Jingwei's resilience and ambition, and she truly considered her a good friend.
Seeing her willing to walk the runway for 30,000 yuan, Shu Yao felt genuinely heartbroken.
Angry at her lack of ambition, she became furious and slammed the table. "We're not doing this job! It's just 30,000 yuan, and you're not someone who lacks that kind of money."
"No, I am indeed someone who lacks that kind of money."
Meng Jingwei chuckled softly and continued to cook her hot pot, leisurely chewing on the extremely spicy Flame Mountain beef. She then picked up another piece of beef, dipped it in the sauce, and raised her eyebrows. "Thirty thousand yuan can pay for Hai Di Lao many, many times. Isn't that delicious?"
Shu Yao looked at the steaming Yin-Yang hot pot and nodded in agreement. "You're right, that makes sense. But... isn't your first love, Han Junyan, in Lan Cheng? Aren't you afraid he'll see you and it will be awkward?"
"He's been assigned by the company to study in Country C. He'll probably be back in a month or two."
Meng Jingwei hadn't met Han Junyan much recently, but they had maintained contact via phone.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have known about Han Junyan's current situation.
...
The three women ate and chatted like this until past eight o'clock before heading home.
After returning, Ivan gave her the car show boss's phone number.
Meng Jingwei immediately added the car show boss on WeChat and discussed the car show with him. Finally, the boss transferred her a deposit of 10,000 yuan, and they agreed to hold an outdoor car show at the Lan Cheng Exhibition Center the day after tomorrow in the afternoon.
An outdoor car show?
Meng Jingwei lay on her bed, listening to the howling cold wind outside, and couldn't help but shiver. The thought of it alone made her feel cold.
Other people's money, as expected, wasn't that easy to earn.
"Okay, no problem, Mr. Wang. Please rest assured." She replied politely.
Then, she opened a live streaming app, searched for 'Zilong Legion,' and clicked in to watch 'Zilong Legion' playing against a provincial team.
The opposing team was somewhat well-known, and 'Zilong Legion' had been investing heavily in building popularity recently. Coupled with their accumulated fame, they had quite a few fans.
However, the number of viewers watching the live stream was less than 50,000.
Meng Jingwei generously sent a yacht gift and commented: "Zilong Legion 6666..." Then, she generously sent a few more gifts before putting her phone aside and going to the bathroom to shower.
But to her surprise, halfway through her bath, her phone started ringing incessantly.
She came out wrapped in a bathrobe, picked up her phone, and saw the name 'Xiao Cheng' flashing on the screen.
"Why is he calling so late?"
Meng Jingwei mumbled in confusion, but still answered the call, "Hello?"
"It's so late, am I disturbing your rest?" he asked.
"No, I'm used to sleeping late," Meng Jingwei smiled slightly and asked directly, "What's the matter, calling so late?"