"Assistant Gao, if Miss Lin, Miss Li, and Miss Wang ask me to have dinner with you, you can do it for me." Lao Jiu patted Gao Qi on the shoulder and reminded him sincerely.
Gao Qi murmured and said subconsciously: "I don't push Mr. Ye and he rarely agrees."
"So you don't even have to report in the future." Lao Jiu patted him again. When the elevator came, he entered the elevator directly without saying anything more. Gao Qi stood alone in front of the elevator door, thinking about Lao Jiu
What does that "Brother, I can only help you get here" look mean? What does this mean? A woman doesn't need to report when she asks the CEO for dinner. Why? The CEO doesn't have a girlfriend, so he goes out to eat with women more often.
How nice
, he worried so much about the president's personal relationship, and he always chose those who were good-looking and had good-looking family backgrounds to report to.
etc!
girlfriend?
A sudden inspiration flashed in Gao Qi's mind, and he suddenly became enlightened.
Let me go... The CEO already has a girlfriend, right? That's why Lao Jiu hinted to himself that he no longer has to choose a girlfriend for the CEO.
Gao Qi was very depressed. When did this happen? Why could even the supervisor below see clues about it, but he, the special assistant to the senior president, had no idea at all.
dereliction of duty!
What a dereliction of duty!
Gao Qi felt that he had to reflect on himself. Such a big mistake in work was really unforgivable.
…
At the same time, Ye Lancheng had already gotten into An Zhisu's car.
An Zhisu took a look at Ye Lancheng's clothes and saw that he was wearing casual clothes. He said, "You are dressed like this to go to work today?"
"No, I just changed. Aren't you going to go out for a walk? It's not appropriate to wear a suit." Ye Lancheng said as he buckled the passenger's seat belt.
An Zhisu smiled and rolled his eyes: "Assuming you are aware, sit still and I will take you to experience civilian life."
Ye Lancheng raised the corners of his lips: "Are you in such a good mood?"
An Zhisu nodded and said like a primary school student showing off after winning a certificate: "Not only did I get the studio house today, but I also signed the contract with Director Li. Isn't that awesome?"
"Awesome." Ye Lancheng praised without hesitation: "Director Li has a good vision."
"Hehehe, I'm quite surprised too. The contract he gave me was very generous, and he was even willing to give me 1% of the movie's box office dividend. I felt like it was pie in the sky." An Zhisu said and tilted his head.
Look at him: "You didn't tell him that I am your wife, did you?"
"No." Ye Lancheng gestured to her to look at the road: "It's you who has the strength."
An Zhisu also felt that Ye Lancheng would not take the initiative to mention this relationship to Li Chen, but what is certain is that Ye Lancheng must have contributed to this matter, otherwise it would not have gone so smoothly, at least in terms of remuneration, it would not have been so generous.
…
Qibao Old Street is located in Qibao Ancient Town, which is a small town in the city of S. Because of its long history and well-preserved buildings in the ancient town, it has gradually formed a wandering holy place similar to Shantang Street in Suzhou City.
The old street is divided into two by a quaint road, with South Street on the left and North Street on the right. South Street mainly sells specialty snacks, while North Street mainly sells handicrafts, antiques, calligraphy and painting, and night markets.
According to An Zhisu's past habit, she went to South Street to eat first, and then went to North Street for shopping. So after parking the car and carrying her small bag, she took the initiative to take Ye Lancheng's arm and lead him on a familiar journey.
Went to South Street.
Qibao Old Street at night is more lively than during the day, with tourists crowding around and people queuing up in front of almost every snack stall. As soon as you walk in, your nose is filled with all kinds of fragrances. Just smelling these long-lost smells makes An Zhisu happy.
The index finger is already moving.
"Ye Lancheng, what do you want to eat? I'll queue up to buy it." An Zhisu was dazzled by snack fans from all walks of life, but he didn't forget to ask the man next to him first. Ye Lancheng was eye-opening. This was his first time in such a place.
His noble temperament was incompatible with this place. However, he did not show any expression of disdain and said casually: "It's up to you. You seem to be a regular customer here. You should know best what food is delicious.
"
When An Zhisu heard this, as if he had received an imperial edict, he put aside Ye Lan and ran towards a food stall, cheering: "Ah, my dear sizzling tofu, I am here to pamper you.
"Ye Lancheng smiled slightly and followed her slowly. He could feel that An Zhisu was becoming more and more able to let herself go in front of him, which was a good sign. He was going to let her return to her original self little by little.
An Zhisu, in his vague memory, An Zhisu was a very lively person when he was a child.
She has a violent temper. An Zhisu queued up in front to buy food, and Ye Lancheng watched her from behind. He watched her wait for a few people and finally it was her turn, and then she asked for a snack with a smile.
, the stall owner neatly packed it for her, and she paid and took it. She couldn’t wait to use disposable teeth.
She inserted a piece of hot fried tofu and threw it into her mouth. Because it was too hot, she had a rich expression on her face and swallowed it wholeheartedly. She also stuck out her tongue to dissipate the heat, just like a little VIP.
Ye Lancheng was amused by her appearance. He came over and touched her head as if touching his own pet: "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."
An Zhisu smiled, put a piece of hot tofu to his mouth, blew it, and then handed it to Ye Lancheng: "It's very delicious. Try it. I used to eat it every time I came here. The taste is the same as before."
Exactly the same.”
Ye Lancheng lowered his eyes and looked at the small square piece of tofu beside his mouth. It was fried to a yellow and tender texture, with a layer of chili powder sprinkled on top. It didn't look very good, but the taste was more attractive.
He didn't mind it at all, so he opened his mouth and ate it.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" An Zhisu waited for his evaluation with expectant eyes.
"Yeah." With something to eat in his mouth, Ye Lancheng just hummed, which was regarded as a compliment.
An Zhisu was like a child who got a big red flower. He inserted a piece into his mouth and showed an extremely satisfied expression.
The two of them continued to walk forward. Ye Lancheng was afraid that she would be hit by someone, so he put his hand on her waist and half-protected her in his arms. An Zhisu felt at ease being protected by him. He would eat a piece for himself and give it to him.
One piece, a small box of tofu quickly bottomed out with the cooperation of the two.
"Corn, corn, I want to eat corn. Ye Lancheng, you help me line up first, and I'll take out the garbage." Just after finishing the tofu, An Zhisu saw his favorite snack again, pointing to a snack stall and directing Ye Lancheng
Go and queue.
Ye Lancheng condescended to go to the queue. He was tall and well-dressed, and he looked particularly awkward among a group of ordinary people. Especially the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist, which was looming exposed, low-key and luxurious.
He always makes people look at him more.
So when he was queued up, he pointed at the corn and accidentally exposed his watch, prompting the stall owner to ask: "Boss, how many do you want?"
Pfft... The funny reaction of the stall owner made the girl behind Ye Lancheng laugh. When other customers came to buy, the stall owner always called the stall owner beautiful and handsome. When he arrived at Ye Lancheng's place, he himself, the boss, called the customer boss,