The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

That evening, during the business dinner, Lan Xinhui came out to answer the phone.When he was walking back after answering the phone, he saw Wang Zichen also came out to answer the phone.

Because Wang Zichen had already answered the phone, Lan Xinhui just nodded slightly to him as a greeting, then turned and left, leaving the terrace to him.

Originally, she planned to go back to the box immediately, but Lan Xinhui suddenly remembered that she hadn't asked him to get the silver bracelet back, so she wanted to ask him to come back while she remembered.

Therefore, Lan Xinhui stood by the small door that must be passed through the small balcony to walk back to the corridor of the box.After waiting for a few minutes, he saw Wang Zichen walking over with his mobile phone.

"President Wang, please stop." Lan Xinhui said to him, "I have something to tell you."

Wang Zichen stopped in his tracks and looked at her: "What's the matter?"

"It's like this, the last time I borrowed money from you... was the night I had dinner at Yunding. When I borrowed money from you, I pledged a silver bracelet as collateral. When you paid back the money a few days ago, you forgot to return my bracelet gone."

"Oh," Wang Zichen remembered, "I really forgot to return that bracelet to you."

However, he suddenly frowned again, because he had no memory of where he put the silver bracelet: "I'll go back and look for it, and I'll return it to you when I find it."

"Okay." Lan Xinhui smiled politely, "Please go back and look for it!"

The two walked back side by side, and when they were about to reach Wang Zichen's box, the door of that box opened, and a person came out, he looked at Wang Zichen, then at Lan Xinhui, and smiled with a strong smile Putonghua with a local accent said: "Mr. Wang, I still told you where you went! It turned out to be an excuse to call out to date a beautiful woman!"

"I really came out to make a phone call." Wang Zichen explained lightly.

The man stared at Lan Xinhui with bright eyes: "This beauty is—"

Wang Zichen briefly introduced: "Let me introduce to you, this is Mr. Lan from Xinrong Industrial, and this is Mr. Li from the Shenhai Fresh Food Chain Store."

"Oh, you are Boss Lan!" That person enthusiastically came over to shake hands with Lan Xinhui: "It's a pleasure to meet you!"

He took Lan Xinhui's hand and stared at her for a while: "I've always heard that the new president of Xinrong Industrial is very beautiful, but I didn't expect to be lucky enough to meet her today. He is really beautiful!"

"Thank you!" Lan Xinhui thanked politely, pulled her hand back calmly, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I also have clients there, so I can't accompany the two bosses."

"Leaving so soon?" Mr. Li took out his business card and handed it over graciously.Lan Xinhui also politely returned a business card to him, and then left in a hurry.

The next day, Lan Xinhui received a call from Wang Zichen, asking her to have coffee on Saturday afternoon.

Lan Xinhui still worked overtime at the company on Saturday morning, and ordered fast food for lunch.

Because the old tree coffee where we met was only more than one kilometer away. The place is close and the road is quite easy to walk.Therefore, Lan Xinhui didn't need Tan Lao to send her there, but drove there by herself.

The new car was brought back, and Lan Xinhui considered that her driving level was still at the same level as a rookie in the previous examination, so she wanted to take this opportunity to practice her hands.

Driving the car carefully, at a snail's pace, with no dangers along the way, when she finally arrived at the coffee shop, she was stumped by parking.She tried several times but couldn't park in the only remaining smaller parking space.

While she was sweating from work, the window of the car was knocked, Lan Xinhui looked out and saw Wang Zichen.She lowered the car window and greeted him with some embarrassment: "Mr. Wang, are you here?"

"Come down first, I'll pour it in for you." Wang Zichen gestured to her to stop.

Lan Xinhui then got out of the car, and after Wang Zichen got into the car, he backed up a little bit, and then drove forward a bit, in one direction, the car parked steadily in the parking space, and the distance between the two sides of the car was just right.

Seeing him park the car so easily and perfectly at one time, Lan Xinhui admired him and at the same time felt ashamed of her driving skills.