Zhang Junjie waved his hand awkwardly and quickly apologized, "No, no, it's not what you think, boss lady!"
This man had changed his previous attire of a big gold chain and now looked like a scholar, not much different from a university student.
The main thing is that he let his slicked-back hair down, so it doesn't look aggressive anymore.
And looking at him like this, he actually looks quite young.
"So what do you mean?"
Lin Qingyu said irritably. Originally, she didn't dare to pursue the matter, but Jia Hui was her person, and she couldn't let her be bullied for nothing.
Zhang Junjie quickly explained, "I just like Jia Hui! I was thinking of creating some opportunities for the two of us to be together!"
His voice grew softer and softer as he spoke, a far cry from his previous imposing manner.
However, Lin Qingyu's focus was not on this; she immediately stood up from the bench.
"What did you say? You like Jia Hui?"
Lin Qingyu looked at the other person in shock. However, when Zhang Junjie came to eat here before, he only allowed Zhou Jiahui to enter the private room.
Even she, the boss, couldn't go in herself; she had to specifically ask for Jia Hui.
"So what do you mean by this? Did you say this to Jia Hui?"
After the initial shock, Lin Qingyu quickly returned to normal, and Zhang Junjie felt even more embarrassed when he saw her like this.
She quickly sat down and pressed for more information.
"But how did you come to like Jia Hui? You look quite old! Are you married?"
She really needs to vet Zhou Jiahui carefully; this Zhang Junjie looks older than her, so maybe he's still married.
Zhang Junjie immediately became proud, patting his chest and saying, "Of course not! If we were married and still doing this, wouldn't that be indecent?"
So Zhang Junjie is in his twenties or thirties and still not married?
"Let's put that aside for now. I just want to know, have you talked to Jia Hui about this?"
Zhang Junjie shook his head. The person was incredibly well-behaved at the moment, just like a college student!
Oh! Except for people like Feng Chao!
Lin Qingyu sighed and said, "I won't get involved in your affairs. I only have one request: don't let it affect my business."
After a pause, she added, "I think you're a very straightforward person, Mr. Zhang. So let me tell you this: Jia Hui recently broke up with her boyfriend, who was introduced to her by her parents."
"I remember Jia Hui saying that the other person's job was okay, and her parents preferred people with respectable jobs!"
After saying this, Lin Qingyu got up and left without caring whether Zhang Junjie understood her meaning.
She still needed to go out and check on Zhou Jiahui's condition; she wondered if the little girl had been frightened.
When I got to the lobby, I found Zhou Jiahui hiding behind the front desk, crying.
No one noticed; they all thought she was inside doing accounting.
It was only when Lin Qingyu walked behind the counter that she saw Zhou Jiahui, whose eyes were red and swollen.
She quickly pulled her aside and said, "Jiahui, don't be sad. I don't think that Boss Zhang has any bad intentions."
Unexpectedly, Zhou Jiahui pouted and immediately looked extremely aggrieved.
"Boss lady, why are you also saying nice things about that person?"
"Oh dear, Jia Hui, don't cry. I'll get you a piece of watermelon."
She got up and went outside, took a slice of watermelon from the table, and only went back in after seeing that Zhou Jiahui had composed herself.
"This is the last batch of melons this year; if we don't eat them now, they'll be gone!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jiahui, who usually couldn't bear to buy watermelons, immediately took one and started eating it in big bites.
"Jiahui, tell me what's happened these past few days, and I'll help you analyze it."
She asked softly, wanting to guide Zhou Jiahui first.
Lin Qingyu wasn't randomly matchmaking; she just suddenly remembered it.
In her previous life, she saw a news report on TV about the deeds of a big boss.
It is said that he started from scratch and eventually became extremely wealthy.
Most importantly, he knew he would marry at the age of thirty and treat his wife very well.
Because of her own unhappy marriage, Lin Qingyu always paid extra attention when she heard good news.
So I remembered the name of that big boss, Zhang Junjie.
That's why she wasn't so opposed to Zhang Junjie, and even wanted to facilitate the marriage.
However, she didn't want to interfere too much, so she chose this gentler approach.
Everything that needs to be said has been said, but the final decision is up to Zhou Jiahui herself.
She listened as Zhou Jiahui recounted Zhang Junjie's actions over the past few days, down to the exact time he arrived at the restaurant each day.
"Sister Qingyu, do you think there's something wrong with him?"
Zhou Jiahui had stopped crying, but her complexion was very bad.
After listening to what she said, Lin Qingyu put herself in her shoes.
If a man came to the restaurant causing trouble like this every day, I'd probably have sent him to the police station by now.
So she said, "Jiahui, I think the problem you mentioned is very serious. This Mr. Zhang seems to have committed a crime of hooliganism!"
When Zhou Jiahui heard the words "hooliganism," her eyes were filled with disbelief.
Lin Qingyu continued, "Why don't we call the police? People like him should be arrested and locked up for ten or eight years!"
After saying this, Zhou Jiahui looked at the indignant Lin Qingyu and suddenly felt a little nervous.
Should we send that Mr. Zhang to prison?
But it seems like he didn't do anything bad except eat!
No, no, he comes to the restaurant every day specifically asking me to order for him. He definitely doesn't have good intentions!
However, it seems that Mr. Zhang did nothing but take orders!
Zhou Jiahui was in a dilemma at this moment, unsure whether she should listen to Lin Qingyu.
Just then, Lin Qingyu got up; she was going to make a phone call.
The hand-cranked telephone in the restaurant was in the corner of the counter, out of Lin Qingyu's reach, so she had to get up.
Zhou Jiahui suddenly grabbed Lin Qingyu: "No need! Boss lady, I don't think that Boss Zhang is that bad!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Junjie came out from the backyard. He looked at the two people behind the counter and forced a smile.
"Boss Lin, Jia Hui, I won't eat dinner today, but please bring me a bowl of mung bean soup!"
Zhou Jiahui didn't move, and she didn't dare to look directly at Zhang Junjie.
Seeing this, Lin Qingyu shook her head helplessly and went to the kitchen to pack the leftovers herself.
Zhang Junjie thought about it for a long time. He realized that Zhou Jiahui's parents would definitely not approve of a businessman like him who was neither good enough for high-end jobs nor good enough for low-end ones.
well!
As soon as Lin Qingyu stepped into the kitchen, a group of people surrounded her.
"How is it? How is Jia Hui, the landlady?"
Everyone looked at Lin Qingyu, waiting for her to answer their questions.
Lin Qingyu glanced at everyone and then went over to get a bamboo tube to hold the mung bean soup.
"I'm not sure either, but I guess good things are on the way!"
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