NOVPUBChapter 860: Chapter 860: Adrian Zhekova Doesn’t Mind Pretending_1
Every nation has organizations or companies that want to use various means to gain some advantage in competitions.
But Pingla isn’t the only one trying to contact the event organizers.
In her opinion, Pingla might be the overlord domestically, having people at its beck and call.
But on an international stage, Pingla might not be that significant.
Especially when compared to those world-renowned financial conglomerates, could Pingla truly compete?
Actually, Jenny Kirk doesn’t have a clear understanding of Pingla’s prowess.
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The only connection she and Adrian Zhekova have is that they graduated from the same university.
Plus, when she was a freshman, Adrian was already a senior.
By then, Adrian was rarely seen on campus.
Let alone meeting with Jenny Kirk.
Jenny Kirk’s understanding of Adrian, truth be told, is no different than anyone else’s.
Not to mention her understanding of Pingla.
She has no access to the evaluations made by financial conglomerates on Pingla.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have such naive thoughts.
Jenny Kirk felt that with her being the shortcut, why should Pingla go through the trouble of forming connections and bonding with the event organizers?
The key is, even if they try to get close, there’s no guarantee they’ll achieve their goal.
There are too many factions wanting to gain an advantage.
But because she has the final say here.
There are things she could absolutely decide.
If they directly liaise with her, it would save many tasks.
Jenny Kirk didn’t believe that Adrian Zhekova could remain indifferent in face of such a huge advantage.
Though it’s just a culinary competition.
It’s an international event that garners a lot of attention.
Especially within the professional field.
If Pingla’s contestants shine in the competition, even progressing to later stages and having more and more people remaining, Pingla will undoubtedly be able to make its name globally.
Jenny Kirk believed, as long as she explains all these to Adrian Zhekova.
He would know what to choose.
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Cindy Clarke prepared lemon spicy boneless chicken feet for Adrian’s lunch.
Every single chicken foot was deboned by hand after she carefully cut the chicken skin open.
Additionally, she prepared pepper fried chicken wings, potato stewed salmon, and a tofu seaweed vegetable salad to supplement his vegetable intake.
For dessert, she made caramel-fried sweet potatoes.
Having prepared all this, Cindy took the containers of preserved food and headed out to Pingla.
Just as Cleave Roland parked the car in front of Pingla, Cindy received a call from Adrian. 𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙥𝒖𝒃.𝙘𝙤𝒎
Seeing the name “Mr. Zhekova” displayed on the mobile phone screen, Cindy thought, this couldn’t be Adrian giving her a call to let her know he suddenly had a social engagement, right?
If Adrian had arranged a social engagement in advance, he would definitely tell her beforehand.
He wouldn’t wait until now to tell her.
If nothing happened, she has already arrived at the building; why would Adrian still call her?
Cindy answered the phone: “Adrian?”
“Where are you?” Adrian’s voice on the phone was particularly lingering.
Cindy: “…”
So, he especially made a phone call just to ask where she was?
“I’m already downstairs at the company.” Cindy said, “What? Do you suddenly have something to do?”
“No.” Adrian said languidly, “I’ve just been waiting for a long time and haven’t seen you come, so I made a call to ask.”
“For seven consecutive days, you were with me day and night, by my side all the time. Suddenly coming to work today and not seeing you when I look up, I feel empty.” Adrian said.
I feel very unfulfilled.
Cindy: “…”
This guy, it’s just a holiday after all.
Why does he seem like a different person when he goes back to work again?
Too clingy!
“I’m already downstairs, I’ll be up soon.” Cindy had to say, “Wait for me.”
“I’ll come down to pick you up.” Adrian said immediately.
That way, he could see Cindy sooner.
Cindy: “…”
“Aren’t you busy today?” Cindy got out of the car and asked him.
“It’s okay.” Mainly, he was so preoccupied with thinking about Cindy, he had no mood to work.
“Wait for me.” Adrian reminded her again.
After hanging up, he left the office.
He turned a corner and was just about to head to the elevator.
Who knew that he would hear a female voice calling: “senior!”
Adrian didn’t stop his steps, thinking about whose senior this could be here.
It definitely wasn’t calling for him anyway.
The voice naturally belonged to Jenny Kirk.
Seeing Adrian come out, she knew that her decision to wait here was correct.
Earlier, when she decided to wait here, she thought that even if Adrian wouldn’t see her, he would still not stay in his office all the time, right?
Even if he does not come out, won’t he come out for lunch?
Indeed, she was able to catch up with him now.
But who knew, even when she affectionately called out “senior”, Adrian acted as if he didn’t hear it and didn’t stop for a moment.
Jenny Kirk: “…”
Did she not call out loud enough?
Or is he doing it on purpose?
“Senior!” Jenny Kirk quickly followed Adrian and called out again.
Adrian didn’t think the senior being called was him.
Because he certainly didn’t have any juniors in the company.
Even if there were employees who graduated from the same university, they wouldn’t dare relate to him in this way.
“Adrian senior!” Jenny Kirk shouted louder.
By calling his name this time, Adrian couldn’t still pretend it wasn’t him being called, right?
Adrian frowned, has that senior really been calling him just now?
Who’s that, her voice is so annoying!
His goosebumps had raised!
Adrian frowned deeply, finally stopping his steps and turning to look. It was Jenny Kirk.
This woman is still not leaving?
“Senior!” Jenny Kirk stood firm in front of Adrian and called out with delight.
“You are?” Adrian pretended not to recognize Jenny Kirk.
Of course Adrian remembered Jenny Kirk.
Even if he didn’t remember the things from many years ago, at least during the New Year, Jenny Kirk came to the family mansion with Gabriel Zhekova.
Adrian still remembered that.
Jenny Kirk’s face flushed, appearing offended.
Was she that unnoticeable, leaving such a slight impression on people?
Adrian actually had this I-don’t-know-her look on his face!
“I’m Jenny Kirk. We attended the same university, and at that time, you had business dealings with my father, so we often met each other.” Jenny bit her lip, “Senior, have you forgotten?”
“I really don’t have much impression.” Adrian said mercilessly.
Jenny Kirk: “…”
“It’s okay.” Jenny Kirk tucked the stray hair behind her ear, “Now that we’ve met, as long as you remember, senior.”
“The representative of the International Culinary Competition organizers that just mentioned wanting to meet, is that you?” Adrian asked again.
If he pretended not to know this, it would be too fake.
Of course, Adrian wouldn’t mind pretending to be a bit fake.
“It’s me.” Jenny Kirk nodded, delighted.
At least, there was a title that could make Adrian remember.
