Chapter 332 Going Down the Stairs
This statement is too ambiguous.
A sticky, indescribable atmosphere suddenly filled the private room.
She swallowed and chuckled, trying to make the strange atmosphere dissipate.
She gave an official explanation for what he had just said: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Gu. I believe that with Mr. Gu's sincerity, our Health City will be successfully completed."
Every word seemed like a standard template copied from a PR manual.
Gu Zhou glanced at her lazily, without commenting, and said lazily: "Eat."
The next dish was served.
Just as she expected.
They are all good for the stomach.
And the portions are very small.
It won’t cause bloating after eating.
And every dish is delicious.
It is completely different from the bowl of fishy porridge I had at noon.
She immediately felt her stomach feel better.
When you stop eating.
Only then did I realize that Gu Zhou opposite me had put down his chopsticks at some point, and was leaning back with a lazy look.
When he met her bright eyes, he said in a nonchalant voice, "You only have a male assistant?"
Wang Yuanling's eyes froze slightly. He took the hot towel beside him and wiped his hands. He said softly, "Yes, why did Mr. Gu suddenly ask this?"
Gu Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly: "Wouldn't it be more convenient for you to have a female assistant?"
She smiled, her voice soft and delicate, "Boss Gu has seen all those accidents at my drinking parties." She emphasized the word 'accident', "Women can't handle it."
His expression looked like he had heard it, but also like he hadn't heard it at all.
She opened her pink lips slightly and was about to explain in more detail.
Gu Zhou curled his lips in an ambiguous manner: "You are not a woman?"
She instinctively ignored herself.
So much so that when asked back.
Some people were caught off guard and felt at a loss.
But she quickly realized what was happening and smiled gently, "I'm a special case."
He frowned and sneered, but said nothing more.
"Tada."
The heavy rain hit the wooden boards outside, making noises.
She turned her head and found that it was raining outside.
"It's raining? That's so sudden."
She whispered softly.
I couldn't help but get up, walked to the door and pushed open the glass door.
Rainwater mixed with the smell of mud drifted in.
The rain was not as heavy as that day in H Province.
But it’s not small either.
There were footsteps behind me.
She quickly turned around.
The rhythm of his footsteps was obviously more casual than the improvisation of a jazz drummer, but when his chin was slightly raised, a cigarette was loosely bitten between his lips, and his ink-black eyes lazily fell on her face, there was an inexplicable sense of oppression.
She followed her instinct and stepped out the door to make room for him.
Gu Zhou glanced at her, stood under the awning, looked at the cluster of green plants underneath that were bent by the rain, and took out his lighter.
“Crack.”
She watched the metal lighter flash coldly between his fingers. The next second, the cigarette butt lit up red in the darkness, and blue mist overflowed from his thin lips.
She was staring at the fog.
But he suddenly tilted his head.
"Is there no one else for Wang's entertainment?"
The rain got heavier, making a noisy sound.
She pursed her lips and then relaxed them, smiling faintly: "Mr. Gu, do you think I'm bad at socializing?"
The ashes fell, but were immediately blown away by the wind and turned into sparks.
That tiny spark of light inexplicably brightened his originally dark eyes.
This little light shouldn't be there.
But it is bright.
She saw it clearly too.
"Socializing skills?" He said in a lazy voice.
The metal lighter of Spade King shone a cold arc between his fingers again, and in the next instant, he suddenly grasped it tightly in his palm.
“It’s really average.”
I didn't expect him to be so disrespectful.
The corner of her mouth paused slightly.
I watched his cheek tighten and he exhaled another puff of smoke.
She smiled wryly and asked humbly, "Mr. Gu, what's wrong with it? I can change it."
Amidst the sound of rain, he could hear a low, ambiguous laugh from his throat: "I can drink a lot, but I'm too motivated."
She smiled with a forced smile, "I know I can drink a lot, but how can I say I'm too motivated? Mr. Gu, please explain."
Gu Zhou pursed his lips: "It's almost like you want to get to know me."
The puddle below suddenly splashed silver flowers onto the dry ochre steps, spreading out into unfused water marks.
She smiled harmlessly: "Did Mr. Gu keep staring at me that night?"
He bit the cigarette, and raised the corner of his mouth in an unruly arc: "You can see it clearly in a few seconds, but you still need to stare at it?"
The sound of rain suddenly roared.
She suddenly felt a little dissatisfied. Why was he always so capable and why was she always so miserable and defeated?
She tilted her head slightly, her eyes full of curiosity. "Many people must want to meet Mr. Gu, so why is he holding on to me? Am I unworthy of knowing you?"
Gu Zhou raised his eyebrows and remained silent for a few seconds.
This only takes a few seconds.
But it showed his helplessness a little.
It made her feel a little better.
She raised her face and smiled, giving him a way out: "I don't think Mr. Gu would think so, because Mr. Gu has cooperated with me, so he must recognize my ability."
Gu Zhou noticed her talking to herself, a hint of sadness welling up in his eyes.
It's getting a little colder now that it's raining more.
If you stand in the wind any longer, you might catch a cold.
So she took the initiative: "Mr. Gu, now that we have tried the dishes, shouldn't we share our review with the boss?"
"I asked, and Mr. and Mrs. Fang are not here." He said lazily.
Wang Yuanling's eyes paused slightly: "Aren't they here? Then we..."
She wanted to say, they had come here for nothing.
But when the words came to his lips, he gently turned them back into his stomach.
She narrowed her eyes and said, "Shall we go home?"
But she wanted to buy it.
But it didn't work.
When I walked to the restaurant entrance, raindrops formed a bead curtain on the eaves.
The waiter took the initiative to come over with an umbrella: "Hello, which area did you park your car? I will take you there with an umbrella."
As soon as the words fell.
A couple walked out, followed by a little boy, who was yelling, "It's raining! What should we do if we don't have an umbrella?"
The parent was also of limited quality. He immediately pointed at the waiter and said, "Hey, hold the umbrella and help us get through."
The waiter's face froze.
He immediately looked around. Unfortunately, his colleague had just walked another customer to the car with an umbrella and was not back yet, so he could not help him.
"Excuse me, can I see this guest off first and then you?"
The male parent refused: "Don't you know how to respect the elderly and love the young? My son has to go home to do his homework and is in a hurry. Please open the umbrella and take us there quickly."
The waiter immediately turned his head in embarrassment.
Wang Yuanling met his helpless expression and smiled: "It's okay, we can wait, you send them off first."
The waiter immediately apologized repeatedly: "Sorry, sorry, thank you."
She narrowed her eyes and said, "It doesn't matter. They are old and young. We respect the old and love the young. It's only right to let them go first."
The young male parent, who wasn't old at all, immediately rushed over angrily: "Who are you mocking?!"
only.
He was only halfway there.
Her view was completely blocked.
Her face paused as she looked at the broad figure who was standing in front of her one step faster than the other person. The tip of her nose was filled with the faint scent of cedar mixed with the agarwood of cigarettes.
"Respect the old and love the young." Gu Zhou's voice was like red wine soaked in ice, mellow yet sharp: "Did she say anything wrong?"
The statement looks like a rhetorical question.
What came out of his mouth became a question.
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