Chapter 257 Asking questions knowingly
“.”
With such sharp words, Zhou Anan really couldn't associate the other party with the gentle long-haired girl in the future.
No wonder, Yang Yalu is one year older than Huang Yaqin, but she is used to calling the latter sister.
"This is milk tea for you two."
Carrying the plate with milk tea, Chen Sijun gave her boss a thumbs up out of sight of the two girls.
Although this boss's taste is not very good, his ability to seduce girls is really amazing.
But, how could the boss have the heart to do that to such a young girl?
Well, could it be that this boss has some strange hobbies?
Chen Sijun returned to the work area and looked at himself in the mirror. Suddenly a strange idea popped into his mind. Then he saw that his usually quiet boss was chatting happily with the two girls, and he became more and more certain.
Despicable and shameless.
"Do you prefer Mr. Jin or Mr. Gu?"
Zhou Anan, who had no idea that she had developed a certain quirk in the hearts of her employees, put down the novel in her hand and asked the boyish girl with a smile.
"I like Mr. Huang's "Mysterious Weapons of the Gods."
"Oh, which artifact do you think you can possess?"
"That's for sure."
Yang Yalu, who was sitting aside quietly drinking milk tea, had no idea that her best friend, who had been arguing with her earlier, was now chatting so enthusiastically with this uncle, as if they had met too late.
Yang Yalu, who had no interest in martial arts, could only stare blankly at her own literary works, unable to say a word.
This feeling is a bit strange.
More than two hours later, Zhou Anan, who had somewhat forgotten the specific plot of the comic, was defeated magnificently.
This girl is really too talkative, and Zhou Anan doesn't want to argue with her over such a small matter.
"Where's your dinner?"
Looking at his watch, Zhou Anan asked with a smile.
"Oh, it's so late. Uncle, it's all your fault. I came here to read comics, but you delayed me."
Unexpectedly, it was already past five in the afternoon. Huang Yaqin pouted and blamed the other party.
I originally wanted to come here to drink milk tea and read some free comic books, but I ended up wasting time.
However, it was rare for someone to have such an intense discussion with her, so the trip was well worth it.
On ordinary days, no one can chat with her so happily.
"How about I treat you guys to dinner?"
Leaning back in the chair and spreading his hands, Zhou Anan asked back helplessly.
“You can have this.”
Huang Yaqin accepted all offers.
Judging from the other person's appearance, he doesn't look like a bad person.
“Not good.”
Instead, Yang Yalu on the side said somewhat embarrassedly.
It seemed that they had only known each other for less than three hours.
Asking the other party to treat you to a meal so soon, who knows if he is a good person?
"That's perfect. I'll treat you to dinner and take you home. It won't be safe for you two little girls to go back by yourselves."
Knowing that Huang Yaqin was the one in charge, Zhou Anan didn't say much to the pretty girl and put the novel in front of him back on the bookshelf.
The two girls who were talking quietly didn't notice that the uncle left without paying their bill.
"Wow, uncle, is this your car?"
When they saw the white Maserati for the first time, the two girls were a little surprised. They didn’t expect that this uncle was a rich second-generation.
Especially Huang Yaqin, who is a bit boyish, had an inexplicable look in her eyes when she saw this luxury car.
In Huang Yaqin's worldview, good cars and good books are definitely ranked equally first.
"Get in the car."
Not yet used to the girls' gazes, Zhou Anan opened the car door for the two of them with some enjoyment.
As for the starry look in the yellow girl's eyes, Zhou Anan understood it clearly.
If she hadn't driven so fast, Zhou Anan wouldn't have been a free driver so many times in her previous life.
"Ya Lu, you don't have to worry about being sold out now. This uncle is so rich, he definitely doesn't need our money."
After getting in the car, Huang Yaqin, who was a little excited, quietly approached her best friend and said.
Maserati, a luxury car, is much better than her father's A6.
If I could let her drive it, she would be absolutely thrilled.
"You still said that we don't know him well, it's dangerous."
Yang Yalu was still a little worried about her friend's unpreparedness, as they had only known this uncle for a few hours.
Fortunately, it seems that the other party is a rich man and does not seem to be a child trafficker.
"Don't worry, I'm here."
Huang Yaqin patted her chest and said with a smile.
She didn't practice Taekwondo for nothing. The bad guys had to beg for mercy under her punches.
"What do you want to eat?"
Without deliberately eavesdropping on the girls' conversation, Zhou Anan started the car and asked casually.
"Uncle, I know there's a delicious restaurant over on Bayong Road."
Huang Yaqin, who felt that she had a good chat with the other party, was not polite at all about this.
"OK."
After hearing what Miss Huang said, Zhou Anan guessed which store it was.
Without navigation, Zhou Anan drove to the destination in ten minutes.
In his previous life, the first time he came here to dine, it was Miss Huang who brought him here.
That was the first time he and Miss Huang had dinner alone. Zhou Anan was so excited that year that he bought a set of Jack Jones suits in advance to show off his new look. Thinking about it now, it’s a bit embarrassing.
The Bayong Road is full of antique buildings, and opening a restaurant here is quite artistic in this era.
The price is of course not cheap.
"Welcome, how many people are there?"
"Three."
The waiter led them to the lobby and sat them down, and the rest of the order was left to the two girls.
Zhou Anan, on the other hand, drank water quietly and looked at the two beautiful girls silently.
Judging from their appearance, among the two girls who are both A-level at this time, Yang Yalu is particularly outstanding.
Who would have thought that a few years later, Huang had already broken through to C level, and she was growing well. Her appearance was a bit like a Chinese female singer who had appeared on the Spring Festival Gala. The only shortcoming was her height of 159 cm; while Yang had only improved from A- to A+, and could only rely on her looks to get in the circle of event hosts.
I don’t know why, or maybe the first impression was too deep, but when Zhou Anan was pursuing Huang Meizi, she never thought about the advantages of Yang Meizi’s appearance.
Even after his pursuit failed, when Yang Meizi went to Lizhou to host a wedding and called him to treat him to a midnight snack, Zhou Anan refused on the grounds that he was busy.
The business training department is indeed busy, but not so busy that there is no time for a midnight snack.
Looking back now, it seems as if my feeling at that time was just an illusion.
Of course, comparing the two, Zhou Anan’s most profound impression was her first meeting with the girl Huang.
"Uncle, what do you want to eat?"
After the two of them ordered a bunch of dishes, Huang Yaqin asked the uncle politely.
"Add a big dish."
After taking a look at the dishes ordered by the two girls, which were not expensive, Zhou Anan chose a main dish on the first page.
Eating can still help bring strangers closer together.
After the meal, with the conscious cooperation of Zhou Anan, who knew the personalities and hobbies of the two men, the sense of strangeness between the three was quickly eliminated.
"Uncle, when are you going bungee jumping, take me and Yalu with you?"
Huang Yaqin, who loves excitement, was not unfamiliar at all after her meal and talked about the topic without any pause.
"Can."
Zhou Anan had no reason to refuse this request.
"I wouldn't dare."
Listening to the conversation between the two, Yang Yalu shook her head repeatedly.
She likes a stable life and doesn't want any trouble.
After eating and chatting for more than half an hour, Yang Yalu whispered in her friend's ear: "It's almost eight o'clock, we have to go back."
"Hey, we promised our parents that we would be back before 8 o'clock. Uncle, can you please help send us back?"
After such a short period of contact, Huang Yaqin no longer felt too reserved towards this easy-going uncle, as if they were old friends.
"Okay, who should I send first?"
Although she knew where their homes were, Zhou Anan still asked.
(End of this chapter)
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