When Gan Xiaomeng met Wen Leyu's gaze, a faint smile still hung at the corner of his mouth. She had just looked everyone over, and this girl had the most outstanding temperament. If she was the "section chief from the Mobile Company" his old mother had mentioned, then this encounter today was simply perfect.
But the next instant, Gan Xiaomeng's heart gave an involuntary thump, and he felt bone-piercing cold all over.
Wen Leyu was certainly beautiful and poised, but she was also the big boss in charge of dozens of investment units. One's position nurtured one's bearing; how could she possibly be the kind of "good girl" Gan Xiaomeng had encountered before?
Once that crushing aura pressed down on Gan Xiaomeng, how could he still harbor any improper thoughts?
Gan Xiaomeng could not help twisting his head away, unwilling to meet Wen Leyu's eyes.
But Wen Leyu spoke. "This little brother used to work on the railways?"
Gan Xiaomeng froze for a moment, then forced out a smile. "Yes, I used to work in the railway system, but later I felt there wasn't much future in it, so I took unpaid leave and started a trading company."
Wen Leyu nodded. "Oh, then what kind of company is your trading company? Are you attached to another company, jointly operated, or self-employed? How do you handle taxes?"
Gan Xiaomeng paused, then said, "The country encourages private enterprise now, so mine counts as a private business."
Wen Leyu nodded. "Indeed, national policy is very friendly toward private businesses these days. So what categories of products does your company mainly trade?"
Gan Xiaomeng chuckled. "Several kinds, I suppose! Machinery, chemicals, fuel. I have lots of relatives and friends. Whatever makes money, I do it!"
Wen Leyu smiled faintly and turned to look at