The domineering president goes on a blind date

"I'm fine. I'll leave first." When Tong Nuanwan left, she smiled at Tong Nuanchen, but anyone could tell that the smile was fake.

She came to Li Anhe and looked at him quietly, her eyes as lively as a deer and as calm as the surface of a lake.

Li Anhe, are you hiding something from her? In what capacity should she ask?

Li Anhe looked down at himself, thinking that his clothes were not done properly.

"Are you ready? Can we go now?"

"Let's go." She walked ahead in a daze.

The scene of Tong Nuanwan and Li Anhe leaving was captured by the mobile phone behind them.

Song Yunnai raised his eyebrows. Tong Nuanwan? Cheating? An Xiangbei, let's see what you're going to do?

Song Yunnai is a hot spring lover. When he was in the South City, he went there almost every day. After coming to the North City, he also went there every now and then. Today, he gained a lot.

Song Yunnai enlarged the photo. The man's back looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

It doesn't matter, it's cheating anyway.

Song Yunnai kept the photo. She didn't plan to send it to An Xiangbei yet. An Xiangyan had just returned to South City and was handing over the business at hand. After so many days of reflection, many projects had already been taken away by An Xiangrui.

Song Yunnai wants to take An Xiangbei back when An Xiangyan has the best chance to get control of the An family.

She turned around and saw Tong Nuanchen standing behind her.

The frightened Song Yunnai wanted to curse, but when she thought that this person was Tong Nuanwan's sister, and Tong Nuanwan was an important part of her plan, she forced a smile.

"Isn't this Wanwan's sister? Isn't she busy now?" Song Yunnai almost had the word hypocrisy written on her face.

"I'm not busy. I'm a manager and don't have to do a lot of things myself."

"That's the result of your hard work. I'm going back to the bathhouse first."

"Ms. Song, I have a selfish motive. I wonder if I can talk to you about it?"

"Of course, come to the bathhouse."

Tong Nuanchen sat opposite Song Yunnai and poured her a cup of tea.

Song Yunnai raised her eyebrows. She enjoyed this feeling. When she was a waitress before, she had to read other people's faces. Now she can also read other people's faces.

"Although this tea is sweet, it still has a hint of bitterness." Song Yunnai took a sip of tea and a look of disappointment appeared on his face.

"Tea is inherently bitter. Bitterness is the main flavor of tea. Even if you add sugar, it can't cover it up."

"Manager Tong also studies tea?" Song Yunnai lowered his head to sip the tea, his eyes full of disdain.

"I haven't done any research, I just heard about it. Bitterness is the dominant flavor, and no other flavor can cover it up. There is a very good saying that is very suitable for now: I will not abdicate, and you will all be my concubines."

Song Yunnai's eyes darkened. This sentence is used to describe a mistress.

"Manager Tong's metaphor is very vivid."

"This tea is like a person. I always think that if I add more packaging to myself, I can change my heart. A mistress? Even if she gets promoted, it's still called a mistress getting promoted, don't you think?"

Song Yunnai couldn't even laugh. Tong Nuanchen's words were full of thorns and he didn't give in at all.

"Manager Tong, I want to hang out for a while, so I won't chat with you anymore."

"If you need anything, tell me. I will definitely take good care of you, my friend."

After Tong Nuanchen finished speaking, he left the bathhouse.

Song Yunnai looked at Tong Nuanchen's back as she left, her eyes full of resentment. To put it nicely, she's called a manager, isn't she just a waiter who can endure hardships? She's not qualified to give her advice.