Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Shen Wanci chuckled: "What's wrong with this? It's just a table together."

Bo Jingzhou was determined to put some green on his head, but she didn't bother to explain.

During the dispute, people at Nie Yucheng's table noticed that they were all acquaintances. Nie Yucheng raised his head and looked at the two of them. He could tell at a glance that Bo Jingzhou was discussing business, so he did not come to disturb them.

Bo Jingzhou stared at Shen Wanci expressionlessly, Qu raised his hand and said forcefully: "Hold your arm."

Shen Wanci suppressed her voice in displeasure: "This is just for a simple meal, not a banquet, so there's no need to hold on."

I keep holding my arm like this, and I always feel like I'm acting on purpose, it's so fake.

Bo Jingzhou glanced at her indifferently and said, "I, the employer, have the final say on what I should and shouldn't do when I use money to help others to eliminate disasters. Do you have the right to say no?"

Well, these days it’s the uncle who gives the money. Whoever works part-time hasn’t met a Grandet!

Shen Wanci held his hand, and the waiter led several people to the private room that had been reserved in advance.

After sitting down, Mrs. Chen deliberately wanted to get closer to Shen Wanci. She stared at her face and praised her: "Mrs. Bo's skin is really good, white and delicate. You can't even see the pores at such a close distance."

Although she meant her words as a compliment, she didn't lie. Shen Wanci's skin was really good, white and rosy, and her skin was delicate. I don't know how many women dreamed of it.

Shen Wanci's wish to be a vase failed, so she could only put away her mobile phone, cheer up and deal with it with a smile: "Mrs. Chen's compliments are not that exaggerated."

Mrs. Chen saw that she had an easy-going temperament and was not arrogant at all. As the young lady of the Bo family, she was confident even if her eyes were high, and she fell in love with her even more deeply.

"Do you mind if I ask, how do you take care of your skin?"

Shen Wanci usually doesn't take care of her skin much except applying skin care products in the morning and evening. She only goes to the beauty salon every half month. She must be born with it. After all... her mother's skin is also very good.

But if she said that, Mrs. Chen would probably scold her as a narcissist in her heart, so she told her Qin Yuezhi's usual skin care steps.

The two were chatting with gusto when there was a sudden "bang" sound on the dining table in front of her, and an empty cup was placed in front of her. She looked over and saw the man's slender fingers that had just withdrawn from the cup.

Shen Wanci turned to look at the culprit, Bo Jingzhou, and turned around the table with the corner of her eye. She immediately understood what he meant. She whispered to him: "You need to ask the waiter for tea."

The waiter stood outside the booth and could call people over by knocking on the table.

Bo Jingzhou's voice was low: "Then why should I spend ten million to buy you? Why not spend three thousand to hire a waiter, who is more discerning than you."

Shen Wanci: "..."

She leaned close to Bo Jingzhou and gritted her teeth: "My position in this transaction is a human vase. I have worked hard and sat aside to support you."

It's not that she can't pour this cup of tea, but she has to make her position clear to prevent Bo Jingzhou from taking advantage of the [-] million.

Bo Jingzhou said nothing, and looked at the woman deeply with a pair of dark eyes, "Vase? Then the position you gave yourself is really not accurate enough."

Not a vase? Is that a disguised admission that she has other abilities?

Although Bo Jingzhou is the sixth child in the world and often can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth, but for the sake of him praising her today, Shen Wanci thought it was not impossible to pour him a glass of water.

As soon as this idea came up, before she could take action, she heard the man beside her continue to say calmly: "You have to have good looks, a delicate figure, a curvy front and back, play chess, calligraphy and painting, serve tea and pour water, and be there when you call me." , eat and sleep together, foot bath and massage, wherever you want, which one of these terms do you think you meet the requirements for being a vase?"

The movement of Shen Wanci's hands froze. She didn't have the heart to think about which one she met, because now she just wanted to crush Bo Jingzhou's brain!

"I asked you to pour water and there are so many demands. If you want to be a vase, just go to training for a few more years. If you want to get paid, just do your job well. Even a six-year-old child knows this, but you still need someone to teach you?"

Shen Wanci was so angry that he was about to explode, but there were partners watching from the opposite side. It was too embarrassing to quarrel in public. If someone caught the video and posted it on the Internet, it would be too shameful to risk his own reputation for a dog like Bo Jingzhou. Not worth it anymore!

"Bo Jingzhou, if you go bankrupt one day, you'd better find a deep mountain and old forest as a cemetery, otherwise your ashes will be scattered sooner or later."

"I don't have to worry about my ashes being scattered. Now, pour the water."

Shen Wanci angrily twisted the teapot and poured him water.

Mr. Chen had a panoramic view of what was happening on their side, especially Shen Wanci's impatience with Bo Jingzhou... His eyes flashed thoughtfully.

Shen Wanci ignored Bo Jingzhou for the second half of the process, but couldn't resist the man's thick skin and said, "Pick up the food."

She took a deep breath and silently recited three hundred million in her mind three times. Now ten million could no longer suppress her.

She picked a few vegetables that Bo Jingzhou didn't like and put them into his bowl. The man raised his eyes and glanced at her. Shen Wanci gave him a hypocritical and artificial smile.

Mrs. Chen, on the other hand, looked on with envy and said with emotion: "Wan Ci, you and Mr. Bo have such a good relationship."

Shen Wanci: Mrs. Chen, are you okay?

The Stockholm effect is not necessary, it might kill people.

On the other end, Bo Jingzhou and Mr. Chen had a lively conversation. They talked about shopping malls, policies, and future development. Shen Wanci didn't listen carefully, but I have to say that although Mr. Chen didn't look good and made people feel uncomfortable, he knew how to understand. Quite a lot.

She sat aside for a while, feeling bored, so she got up and went to the bathroom.

When Shen Wanci came out of the bathroom, he saw Mr. Chen standing at the door.

His beer belly seemed to be getting bigger just after the meal, and his steps were staggering due to drinking. Shen Wanci felt that he would lose his balance and fall at any time.

Mr. Chen's eyes were almost glued to Shen Wanci, "Mrs. Bo, what a coincidence, you are here."

Shen Wanci twitched the corners of her lips perfunctorily, "Mr. Chen, you are busy, I'll leave first."

Mr. Chen stood in the direction she must pass when she left. When she passed by, he held her hand and said, "Mrs. Bo, you smell so good..."