Chapter 1013: Chapter 1013 (Revised)

Yin Zhen glanced in the direction she pointed, nodded her head, and then teased her to her heart’s content, “I knew from the start, given Wen Yanqing’s personality, you’d definitely be kept on a tight leash by him.”

Lin Gantang: “I’m happy to be.”

Yin Zhen choked: “Fine, I don’t want to see you flaunting your affection.”

Knowing that Lin Gantang had a sweet tooth during her pregnancy, Yin Zhen took the almost empty milk tea cup from her hands, “Drink less, with all that sugar and milk, aren’t you worried about the baby getting too big?”

After saying that, she took out some documents from her tote bag and went through them with Lin Gantang as usual, “This is a list of the IPs and newcomers the company is planning to sign soon. Thanks to you, after Fu Lin and Yang Binye became popular, many are eyeing Qixing’s star-making capability and are willing to sign with us, giving the company more options.”

Lin Gantang took them and leisurely flipped through them.

During this time, Yin Zhen leaned back in her chair and couldn’t help but sigh as she looked at Lin Gantang’s face, softened by the warm sunlight beside the window, “Wen Yanqing really knows how to take care of someone. Look at that pretty little face.”

Then she stretched out her hand and pinched it.

Mystified by the sudden pinch, Lin Gantang looked up, “Consultation fee doubled, thank you.”

Yin Zhen’s hand paused, then withdrew, “Talking about money hurts feelings.”

“Expect me to work for free?” Lin Gantang put down the documents, “Let’s throw down.”

“That wouldn’t be an honorable victory for me,” Yin Zhen glanced at her belly, “Wait till I have one, then we’ll let it fight with the one in your belly.”

“?” Lin Gantang: “Are you crazy?” You’re planning for the next generation already?

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Yin Zhen stuffed the documents back into her hands, “This year’s company gala will be more spectacular than last year’s, dazzling with stars. I’m inviting you.”

“Too many people, it’s inconvenient to go while pregnant.” Lin Gantang refused but changed the subject, “Have you gotten a dog at home? Haven’t seen Auntie Ying in a while, I should visit some time.”

Yin Zhen wondered, “Who said I have a dog at home?”

“Yanqing, he insisted on staying with me today, saying he’s worried you’ll bring a dog.”

Yin Zhen, looking into Lin Gantang’s clear eyes, fell silent for a moment and suddenly laughed, “I keep it at the company.”

Keeping a dog at the company? That didn’t sound like Yin Zhen, Lin Gantang was quite surprised.

Yin Zhen slung an arm over her shoulder, “When are you going to visit my company? Do you prefer wolf dogs or milk dogs? You can pet any of them when you come over.”

Lin Gantang’s eyes widened slightly, she had more than one?

Lin Gantang didn’t understand why Yin Zhen laughed so loudly when she left, which was quite contrary to her efficient and composed image.

Two days later.

Lin Gantang was at home making dumplings when Butler Lu came by.

Lin Gantang dusted the flour off her hands and said, “Uncle Lu, sit down and have a cup of tea. Did my dad ask you to come see me about something?”

Butler Lu handed her two invitation cards with a smile, “No urgent matter, these are tickets for the art exhibit. Mr. Lin noticed you’ve bought paintings from Time Gallery before and guessed you’d be interested, so he asked me to bring them to you.”

The art exhibit was organized by Time Gallery but was being held at a well-known art museum in C City.

As Butler Lu explained, the exhibit invited veteran and famous painters and collectors, socialites, entrepreneurs, and leaders from cultural associations. With such high-profile positioning, the invites weren’t something just anyone could get their hands on.

Besides appreciation and auction, there would also be opportunities to paint and interact with the older generation.

Thinking of the paintings at home, Lin Gantang thought of Che Qin.

To her, this invitation was simply an opportunity to look around or perhaps buy a pleasing piece, but for Che Qin, it might be an invaluable chance.

“Thank you for the trouble, Uncle Lu.” Lin Gantang accepted the invitation cards and turned to hand him a full portion of dumplings, “Please take these home, it’s the beef filling my brother and the rest of them like.”

Butler Lu happily took them, “All right, if there’s nothing else, I’ll head back now. Sir will definitely be happy to see the dumplings you made.”