sinovels Chapter 363 We French men will never easily admit defeat.
Chapter 363 We French men will never easily admit defeat.
The black Mercedes drove very smoothly on the road.
About half an hour later, the car arrived at the busiest street in downtown Han City.
The car stopped in front of a very upscale French restaurant. The restaurant had a very large facade, and the exterior lighting was beautiful.
Pierre got out of the car first. He walked to the other side and opened the back door. He very politely held the top of the door open with his hand as Li Mengli stepped out of the car.
The translator also got off the bus.
Pierre led Li Mengli into the restaurant. The lighting inside was very dim, but the atmosphere was very warm. Someone was playing the violin nearby, and the sound was beautiful.
They arrived at a large private room that had been reserved in advance.
Li Mengli had just sat down in the chair.
Pierre nodded to the waiter next to him.
The waiter immediately turned and left. Less than a minute later, he returned with a huge bouquet of very, very red roses. The bouquet was enormous and beautifully wrapped.
Pierre stood up. He accepted the huge bouquet of red roses with both hands.
He walked up to Li Mengli. Pierre looked into Li Mengli's eyes, his expression very affectionate.
Pierre said loudly in English, "Beautiful Miss Li, this bouquet is especially for you. Seeing this bouquet reminds me of you. You look far more beautiful tonight than these red roses."
The translator next to him immediately translated Pierre's words into Chinese in a loud voice.
Li Mengli heard the translator say these words.
Her face immediately turned red. She felt her face was very hot.
Although boys had given her things before at school, she had never experienced such a direct and grand display of flowers.
Li Mengli reached out and accepted the heavy bouquet of red roses.
She bowed her head and said in a very soft voice, "Thank you, Pierre. These flowers are very beautiful. You've gone to so much trouble."
Pierre was delighted to see Li Mengli blush. He knew that girls were powerless against such romantic gestures.
Pierre returned to his seat and sat down.
He started ordering. He ordered the famous French snails, foie gras, and the finest steak. He also opened a very expensive bottle of red wine.
Pierre didn't stop eating the entire time.
He kept trying to find topics to chat with Li Mengli.
Through translation, he relentlessly launched romantic offensives towards Li Mengli.
Pierre, holding a glass of red wine, said loudly, "Miss Li, I've seen many famous models in France. But none of them have your clean and refined air. Your eyes are so bright; looking into them makes me feel very peaceful."
After a while, Pierre said again, "Miss Li, that fashion show in New York is very important to you. But I believe that once you step onto that stage, everyone's eyes will be drawn to you. Because you are unique."
Li Mengli sat there, enjoying the delicious food while listening to Pierre's direct praise.
Her face was always red.
At first, she genuinely thought Pierre was just thanking her for having dinner with him.
But now, even if she was slow to react to emotions, she could tell that what Pierre was saying had completely gone beyond a normal working relationship between friends.
Pierre was very obviously pursuing her.
Li Mengli felt extremely nervous. All she could do was keep drinking water and occasionally reply with a smile and a "thank you."
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Nine o'clock in the evening.
The dinner at the French restaurant is finally over.
Pierre paid the bill. He followed Li Mengli very politely as they walked out of the restaurant.
The city center was still very lively at night. The streetlights were very bright.
Pierre looked at Li Mengli. He felt that his plan for tonight had been a great success. Li Mengli didn't refuse him when he spoke, and even blushed. This showed that Li Mengli didn't dislike him.
Pierre walked up to Li Mengli.
He said very gently in English, "Miss Li, having dinner with you tonight has been the happiest thing for me since I came to China. It's getting late now. The wind outside is a bit chilly. Let me take you back to the manor. You need to get some rest."
The translator loudly translated Pierre's words from the side.
Li Mengli nodded. She also felt a bit too full from eating tonight, and her mind was a little muddled. She really wanted to go home and rest early.
She looked at Pierre and said with a smile, "Okay, Pierre. The food tonight was delicious. Thank you for your hospitality. Let's go home now."
Pierre was delighted to hear Li Mengli agree. He turned around happily, ready to call the driver to bring the black Mercedes over.
Just at this time.
A very tall, black Maybach drove quietly from the other side of the road.
The car stopped right next to the restaurant entrance, in front of Pierre and Li Mengli.
The car door opened.
Lu Wenzhou got out of the car.
He wasn't wearing the suit he wore during the day. He changed into a very high-end black overcoat. He looked very energetic and had a very composed demeanor.
After Lu Wenzhou got out of the car, he strode directly to Li Mengli.
He didn't look at Pierre beside him. He looked at Li Mengli with a very serious expression.
Lu Wenzhou spoke in a very calm voice, "Mengli, have you finished eating?"
Li Mengli was very surprised to see Lu Wenzhou suddenly appear.
She stared wide-eyed at Lu Wenzhou and asked, "Lu Wenzhou? What are you doing here?"
Lu Wenzhou nodded. He said very directly, "I'll wait for you here. I have something very important to discuss with you."
"I just received the latest documents regarding the schedule for next month's international fashion show in New York, as well as some specific requirements from the organizers."
"This matter is rather urgent. I'd like to discuss it with you in person now. Do you have time?"
When Li Mengli heard that it was about the New York Fashion Show, her expression immediately became very serious.
She knew that the show was extremely important to her. She couldn't afford to be careless.
Li Mengli was just about to agree to Lu Wenzhou's request.
Pierre, who was standing next to him, stepped forward.
Pierre stood directly between Li Mengli and Lu Wenzhou.
Pierre looked at Lu Wenzhou. The romantic smile on his face was gone, replaced by a very serious expression.
Pierre said loudly in English, "Mr. Lu, the time is very inappropriate for you to come see Miss Li now."
"Miss Li spent the whole day getting her hair and makeup done at the manor. She's exhausted. She just had dinner. What she needs to do now is go back to the manor immediately and get a good night's sleep."
"Whatever important things you have to do, you can wait until tomorrow morning. Work is never-ending, but Ms. Li's health is the most important thing."
The translator, standing nearby, quickly translated Pierre's words into Chinese.
Pierre's words made perfect sense, and they all sounded like he was concerned about Li Mengli.
Lu Wenzhou looked at Pierre, who was blocking his way.
Lu Wenzhou's expression remained unchanged. He wasn't angry at all.
He didn't argue with Pierre.
Lu Wenzhou avoided Pierre's gaze. He looked at Li Mengli and said very calmly, "Mengli, this matter is indeed quite important, as it relates to the specific details of your performance on stage. If you feel too tired, I'll come to the manor to find you tomorrow."
Lu Wenzhou handed over the right to choose directly to Li Mengli.
That's a very smart approach. He doesn't force things; he just says the matter is important.
Li Mengli stood there. She listened to Pierre's words, and then she listened to Lu Wenzhou's words.
She thought about it for a moment.
To her, Pierre was just a hairstylist friend she had met that day, the one who did her hair. Tonight was romantic, but that was outside of work.
Lu Wenzhou was the one who brought her into the fashion industry. He was the one who helped her get a runway show spot. If Lu Wenzhou wanted to talk to her about work, it must be something serious.
She felt that work should not be neglected.
Li Mengli made a decision.
She turned her head and looked at Pierre.
Li Mengli was very polite, and said with an apologetic smile, "Pierre, thank you for dinner tonight, and thank you for caring about my health. I don't feel tired."
"Since Lu Wenzhou has come to me about something important regarding the fashion show, I'd better listen to what he has to say first. I need to figure out the work details as soon as possible."
"You take the translator and go back to the manor by car first. I'll talk to Lu Wenzhou later, and he'll take me back. Don't worry about me."
Hearing Li Mengli say this...
Pierre was stunned for a moment.
He had assumed that after such a romantic dinner tonight, Li Mengli would definitely listen to him and go back to the manor with him.
He hadn't expected Li Mengli to value her work so much. She actually chose to go with Lu Wenzhou at such a crucial moment.
Pierre opened his mouth, wanting to say a few more words of advice.
However, seeing Li Mengli's very serious expression, he knew that continuing to persuade her would only annoy her.
Pierre could only nod. He forced a smile.
Pierre said in English, "Okay, Ms. Li. Since your work is important, please go ahead and do your work. Please be careful."
Li Mengli smiled and said thank you.
Then, Li Mengli turned around and walked to Lu Wenzhou's side.
Lu Wenzhou looked at Li Mengli, a slight smile playing on his lips.
He walked very gentlemanly to the side of the Maybach. He personally opened the passenger door for Li Mengli.
"Get in the car, it's cold outside," Lu Wenzhou said softly.
Li Mengli nodded and got into the Maybach.
Lu Wenzhou closed the car door. He turned his head and glanced at Pierre.
He didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly to Pierre. Then he got into the driver's seat.
The car engine emitted a very deep sound.
The black Maybach started moving very smoothly. It drove directly into the city center streets and quickly disappeared from sight.
Pierre stood alone outside the restaurant's main entrance.
The cold wind on the road blew against him.
He watched the direction the Maybach had gone. His fist slowly clenched.
Tonight, he had the upper hand. But at the last minute, Lu Wenzhou used work as an excuse to take him away.
Pierre knew that Lu Wenzhou was doing this on purpose. Lu Wenzhou simply didn't want him to take Li Mengli back to the manor.
This was a contest between the two of them. In today's round, Lu Wenzhou won.
The translator, standing beside Pierre, asked in a low voice, "Mr. Pierre, Miss Li has already left. Shall we return to the manor now?"
Pierre did not answer immediately.
He straightened his posture. The romance and tenderness on his face were completely gone.
He looked at the empty streets, his eyes becoming very firm and determined.
Pierre took a deep breath.
He said loudly and clearly in English, "Lu, don't be too happy yet."
"You can take her away with your work today. But you can't take her heart away."
"We French men never give up easily."
Pierre looked in the direction the Maybach had disappeared. He spoke a sentence with great confidence and force.
"Lu, I will definitely win Miss Mengli's heart before you do."
We'll see.
After saying that, Pierre turned around and strode to the black Mercedes.
He opened the car door and got in.
The car started and drove towards the estate on the outskirts of Han City.
This competition for love has only just entered its most intense phase.