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He is signing with his head down. The hand holding the pen is well-articulated, slender and powerful. Just such hands are enough to make people's hearts move. I stared at his hands and gradually became fascinated.
"I'm talking to you, do you hear me?"
"Ah, what?"
Awakened by Song Weichen's suddenly raised voice, I saw the man in front of me frown slightly, as if he had been shouting for a long time, a blush flashed across my face, and I felt ashamed for my heartbeat just now.
"I'll let you go out and buy lunch now." He said as he took out a business card from the drawer and handed it to me.
I glanced at him in surprise. Song Weichen seldom eats in the office. He is a bit of a clean freak and doesn't like the smell of food left in the room for a long time.
And what he said in the morning was so serious, but in the end he asked me to buy food?
"Aren't you going soon?"
"Then what kind of food does Mr. Song want to eat?"
I was a little confused by him, and I blurted out this sentence.
Song Weichen's face suddenly darkened, and he snorted coldly: "Have you forgotten?"
?Looking at him blankly, I felt really bad in my heart. Of course I remember that he doesn¡¯t like fish and shrimp. He doesn¡¯t like to eat scallions, ginger and garlic. He doesn¡¯t want any flavorful vegetables. He prefers more beef.
"I'm just afraid that Mr. Song's taste will change now."
He looked at me helplessly: "Forget it, you go, someone will be ready for you."
"okay."
When I turned around, I patted my head annoyed, I knew I wouldn't ask a question just now.
When I arrived at the place designated by Song Weichen, I looked up and saw that the name of the restaurant was Old Dream, and the retro decoration made me feel a little touched.
Looking back, I pushed open the door. Unexpectedly, this store is located in a small alley. It is not very eye-catching from the outside, but when I entered, I found that the decoration inside is very unique, and it is a very romantic place.
As soon as I went in and reported my name, a middle-aged man in a suit came towards me. When I got closer, I realized that the smile on his face was piled up.
"Is that Miss Chen? Hello, my surname is Wang, and I am the manager of this restaurant."
"Hello, Manager Wang."
He showed his kindness all over his face, so I naturally couldn't be rude to him, so I smiled politely at him, and when I was about to explain my purpose, he spoke for me.
"Mr. Song has already said hello, the food will be served to you soon, please wait a moment, I will send someone to take you back to the company right away."
"No, it's very close here, I can just carry it back."
It's really close, it only takes five minutes for me to come here.
However, powerful people are different. As long as they say a word, others will almost push him up, even me.
However, this feeling did not make me feel comfortable. Instead, I felt a false feeling. Although I didn't know whether it should be, it also indirectly affected my attitude towards this manager Wang, and the smile on my face gradually became alienated.
After getting the packaged meals from the restaurant, I strongly rejected the restaurant manager's request to send someone back. When I walked out of the restaurant, I still looked back at the name of the restaurant.
Old people, old things, old dreams, these six words quietly appeared in my mind
When I got back to the office, everyone was gone, I glanced at my phone, I should have gone out to eat at this point, I carried the food and walked to the door of Song Weichen's room.
Knocked on the door lightly, but found that the door was closed. After a pause, I pushed the door open and entered.
Glancing at Song Weichen, I found that he was still looking down at the documents, and didn't respond to my footsteps coming in. I was afraid of disturbing him, so my steps were lighter, and I put the food on the coffee table. Seeing that he still didn't respond, I Clearing his throat: "Mr. Song, dinner is here."
"Put it there."
Seeing that he didn't plan to eat now, after putting down the food, I was ready to go out, but before I reached the door, I heard Song Weichen's slightly dissatisfied voice.
"Where are you going?"
"Let's go eat."
"come over."
I turned around suspiciously, only to find that Song Weichen stood up from his seat at some point, his handsome eyebrows were slightly furrowed, he glanced at the food on the coffee table, and then motioned for me to go over.
I don't know what happened to my leg, but because of his eyes, I automatically walked there, and I didn't realize it until I got to the position just now.
Reminiscent of what he said just now, what does Song Weichen mean?
My heart sank slightly, it was too obvious for him to do this, othersWhat would you say.
"Mr. Song, the owner of the restaurant gave me the food, and there are quite a few of them. If you have any questions, please tell me, and I will go to him in the afternoon." I pretended to glance at the food, and changed the matter to another topic.
But I don't know if I don't look at it, it turns out that there are two copies of the things prepared inside I frowned, why am I so stupid.
"Who told you to go to the restaurant owner? I asked you to stay and eat."
I stood up and glanced at him. Song Weichen's expression was a little irritable, as if he was on the verge of collapse.
"Jojo and the others have gone out to eat, and I should go out too." Gritting my teeth, I decided to remind him.
"Aren't they not here? Chen Yan, what are you afraid of?"
"No, I just don't want to eat today."
The emotion in his eyes changed too quickly, and it became a little gloomy in an instant, which made me unable to adapt, but I still bit the bullet and pulled out a reason to deal with him.
"Then I will go with you."
"No!"
As soon as I heard that he wanted to go out with me, I hastily rejected him. As soon as this word came out, I knew it was not good.
"I¡¡"
I moved my lips, but I didn't know how to explain it.
Song Weichen glanced at me sarcastically, and his tone was full of mockery: "Chen Yan, when did it become so difficult for you to have a meal with me?"
His pupils shrunk, and he made me feel stressed, but what can I do?
I lowered my head and took a deep breath, trying to keep calm: "I'm really not feeling well in my stomach these days, I can't eat greasy things, so let's go first."
I kept silent about his rhetorical question, and just wanted to leave it at that.
After saying this, I turned around and wanted to leave without waiting for his response.
"I can't give you something, I can't take you home, I just want to prepare something you like to eat, and I can't make you happier. Is it okay to talk to you?"
When Song Weichen's frustrated voice sounded behind me, my heart was clenched together, and there was a burst of pain, and my eye sockets felt sore from the depression.
"Thank you."
Exhaling lightly, I straightened my back and forced myself to leave his office step by step.
Song Weichen didn't come to see me again, but sent someone to bring porridge over. Looking at the steaming hot porridge in front of me, I smiled wryly. I ate the porridge Ye Pingting sent me in the morning, and ate the porridge he sent me at noon.
Standing in front of the window, I looked down into the distance, my heart was filled with all kinds of complicated emotions, wouldn't hurting him like this be like delaying myself?
"Boom"
"Come in."
But when I saw that the person who came in was Ye Pingting, I was still surprised. How could she come to me?
"Chen Yan, I heard you have an upset stomach?" There was a hint of worry in her eyes.
"It's just a little flatulence, it's okay." I made a lie and had to use countless lies to cover it up.
"I brought you a box of medicine, if you feel uncomfortable, take one."
She stretched out her hand and handed something in front of me, and I looked down, and she was holding a small box in her slender hand.
"Manager Ye, thank you, but I'm really fine and don't need to take medicine." Although I am very grateful to her, I feel a headache when I see the medicine, and my brows subconsciously frowned.
"The medicine is just in case. Are you a doctor or am I? You don't need to tell the minister next time, just tell me. I promise you are fine. They are careless men, how would they know how to solve it?" .¡±
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