The Great Artist // NINE PERCENT Chen Linong

04

○ His eyes are blue as if he just came back from the Aegean Sea ○

The next week, the artist had to go on a meeting with her lover as her lover, indeed, is a busy CEO and this time the meeting is with the directors and superiors of QIN's Ent.

She told the writer to come with her much to the writer's curiosity. Why would she want someone else who is completely out of the business world to come into a meeting with superiors and directors of a big company?

He just puts all the weird thoughts away and just purely thinks that something discussed in the meeting would have something to do with his job or at least something to do with him. Well, that is the only thing he can think of in situations like this.

So, that was why the writer is currently looking for a suitable attire in his suitcase. He was sure that he packed something formal somewhere. He finally found a suit after 5 minutes of looking into his suitcase.

It was a black suit, a white shirt with a black coat to be exact. It was like a tuxedo, but without the butterfly bow tie. Instead, he wore a normal tie, one which you have to tie on your own.

But much to his dismay, he can't do that. He can't tie up his own business tie and it was one of the reasons he didn't become a businessman or anything to do with that. He was almost losing it on tying his tie when the artist knocks on the door.

She lets herself in and the writer couldn't stop staring at her. She looked amazing with just simple business attire, a white shirt and a black pencil skirt. It was an overused combination but the artist couldn't help but think that it was best.

Likewise, the artist found herself looking at the writer's fine look, admiring him, well checking him out to be honest but that doesn't matter now. A perfectly fitted suit with black pants and black leather shoes. Her eyes shifted to his struggling hands.

She made her way towards him as she helped him do his tie. It was something of a cliché romance story where the wife always do this to her husband as Linong recalled. But his eyes found hers once she was done with her work.

It felt as if time froze. After a week they get into the same situation again, staring into each other's eyes until one breaks the ice cold tension but the writer thought that it was nice looking into the artist's emerald eyes.

It was the artist who broke the silence and coughed before saying "We should get going. Yang-ge doesn't like people being late into meetings and he won't let me out of it despite me being his girlfriend" I nod as we made our way to the parking lot.

We got into one of the Mercedes Benz cars there, a silver one to be exact and the driver drove off to QIN's Entertainment. It wasn't that long of a ride, but it was silent and it was like a fog of awkwardness surrounds them.

When they had reached the enormous building, or what the artist would call a skyscraper, they made their way in through some security procedures but everything went well. They got in the meeting room soon after.

Indeed, there were many superiors from the company and at the end of the table was the CEO himself. He had to wear formal clothing to state the obvious but he also wore something unnecessary, contact lenses. He wore sapphire blue contacts and the artist must say that it suits him very much.

"Well, the good thing is that you aren't late so let's begin now shall we?" he said earning several nods from the men sitting at both sides of him.