I am Su Qingyan, the founder of a small design studio. In order to win the Lu Group's annual design project and save the studio that was on the verge of bankruptcy, I mustered up the courage to submit the plan to Lu Shiyan, the president of Lu Group, at an industry reception. However, I accidentally ran into his arms and the plans were scattered on the floor. This was our first encounter, but my embarrassment made him remember my name.
I thought there was no hope for cooperation, but Lu Shiyan suddenly proposed to sign a contract: He needed a "contract partner" to deal with the family's pressure to get married, and I needed Lu's projects and funds. We reached a one-year "real and fake cooperation." As we got along, I discovered that this cold and stern CEO was not as indifferent as the rumors said: he would silently bring hot coffee when I stayed up late to change my plan, would firmly defend me when Gu Manni made things difficult for me, and would even remember my little habit of not eating coriander.
