Brilliant Michelin Reborn

"Yo, why are you back?"

When Wei Jingrong returned to the store, Lan An's celebration banquet was over.

The store was cleaned cleanly, without leaving any messy traces.The lights were also turned off, leaving only one on the bar.

The ice machine made a slight sound of blowing wind, and there was a "click", the ice cubes were released from the mold, and then there was the sound of rushing water, as usual.

Owen was sitting at the bar, with his legs propped high on the bar, holding a wine glass in his hand: "Don't tell me, you came back because you were worried."

"No."

Wei Jingrong took off his coat, put it on a chair, took a wine glass from the side of the bar, filled it up, and drank it in one gulp.

"Hey, hey, drink slowly,"

Owen snatched the bottle from Wei Jingrong's hand and looked at him in surprise: "This is vodka, over 40 degrees, how can you drink it like this?"

"I know."

"Know that you still drink so hard?"

Owen didn't bother to spray him, poured a third of his glass, and put another ball of ice in it: "Slow down, don't spoil my wine."

Wei Jingrong didn't say anything, picked up his glass and took a sip.

This wine is produced in Poland, known as the birthplace of vodka. Although it is not expensive, it has a rich and delicate taste, with a slight vanilla fragrance.

The wine diluted with ice cubes is better to drink, and the temperature is low, but it can't hide the hotness of vodka itself.The intense burning sensation is still entrenched in Wei Jingrong's throat, but he doesn't care.

These are not worth one-thousandth of his anger.

'Don't mess with him, he died once, he can't have a third life. '

Shu Murui told him not to provoke Jiang Shunan anymore.

It is impossible for Wei Jingrong not to know such a straightforward meaning.

But, he just didn't know what to do.

He couldn't even figure out how he felt about Jiang Shunan.

like,

appreciate,

Or simply caring?

All, but not all.

It's just that a kind of dogmatic possessiveness is obvious.

Obvious that can't be ignored.

He didn't want Jiang Shunan to go on a blind date with anyone else, especially after hearing that drunken confession.

'I like him, I just like him.But he doesn't like me...'

For so long, Wei Jingrong never thought that Jiang Shunan would fall in love with him, let alone that he would say it himself.

Even if it's drinking.

Wei Jingrong was very surprised, but the joy and thumping mood were real.

like.

Could it be that

Do you really like him too?

"Hey……"

Wei Jingrong sighed and couldn't help but take another gulp.

"It's rare to see you sigh," Owen looked into his eyes, and didn't stop him, but poured a little less alcohol, "It's still such a good day."

Okay?

Is today a good day?

Owen held his wine glass and leaned against the bar: "Tell me, what worries can I help you?"

"It's nothing."

Wei Jingrong took a chair and sat outside the bar, his eyes followed the ice ball rolling in the cup.

"You think, think I...do you..."

The words were on the lips, but Wei Jingrong hesitated to speak.

Owen smiled, "Is it something? Our CEO Wei also stuttered?"

Wei Jingrong lowered his head, raised his glass suddenly, and put the glass on the bar casually.

"Zuzu, if you have the ability, blow the bottle directly."

Although Owen said so, he didn't intend to let go of the wine bottle in his hand, but helplessly added some more wine to him.

"Looking at you like this, did Xiao Gongju provoke you again?"

"No, never mind his business."

Yo, why don't I believe what you said.

Owen smiled: "Oh, let me guess again."

Owen held his wine glass, the arm of the glass was covered with water mist, and his hands were a little cold.

"Isn't it possible that our chief executive has started to feel aroused?"

Motivated?

Why do you sound like that?

But, it seems like this again...

"Eh,"

Owen said softly, interrupting Wei Jingrong's thoughts: "We have known each other for so many years, do you want to hear my opinion of you?"

"Go ahead."

Wei Jingrong gave up on himself a little bit.

Anyway, the brain is also a mess, and it doesn't matter if it is a little messy.

Owen put down his wine glass, looked at the rows of wine bottles of different shapes behind him, and took a deep breath.

"Wei Jingrong, you don't mind if I call you that?"

When Owen turned his head, Wei Jingrong was just sitting on a chair with a wine glass in his hand.

"Actually, I admire you very much. I admire you very much. Whether it's your feelings for Sister Wenying, or your dedication to your career, including your character of persevering to the end, I admire you very much. I know why I mentioned it to you in the first place. The idea of ​​starmissing? Because I know you will succeed, you can do it.”

Wei Jingrong raised his head slightly: "Thank you."

"Wait for me to finish, then you can boast."

Owen laughed, but in the blink of an eye, his face turned serious: "But I also think you are too stupid, so stupid that there is no cure. It's like a rotten piece of wood, and it's annoying to look at."

Is it true that you are so bad?

Does he see himself that way?

"I never doubted your feelings for Sister Wenying, but you have turned this feeling into a cage. You yourself have become a beast trapped in a cage. It's been too long, Wei Jingrong, seven years, not seven days , don’t you think you ignore the outside world for this?”

Wei Jingrong put down his wine glass: "I promised Wenying all this, and I must do it."

"Okay," Owen spread his hands, "Then you call Jiang Shunan now."

"He's still sleeping, it's impossible to pick it up."

"Then send a text message." Owen didn't give him a chance to make excuses, "tell him clearly, I don't have you in my heart, we are just a relationship between superiors and subordinates. When it is broken, it will be messed up. This kind of thing happened early. , to save him from wasting time on you. You are single, so don't delay others. "

Owen did what he said, reaching out to Wei Jingrong for his phone.

Wei Jingrong looked at him, but he never took out his phone.

"If you don't send it, I will send it for you."

Owen took out his mobile phone and started typing. Wei Jingrong's eyes were straightened, and he grabbed Owen's mobile phone.

The notification sound that has been sent is 0.01 seconds faster.

late.

Really late.

Wei Jingrong lowered his eyes and sighed weakly on his back.

"Okay, I'll help you again. Of course, I'm helping him too."

Owen sighed leisurely, holding the wine glass: "At night, when they poured wine for him, Jiang Shunan deliberately asked them to pour it. There are also gifts from the previous chat, so that they can integrate into your circle , the picture is not about you. Since you are not interested in him, then don't give him fantasies."

"You already knew?"

"Know what?" Owen said. "Know that he likes you?"

Wei Jingrong said: "No. You already knew his intentions, so you still deliberately seduced me?"

"So you are stupid." Owen was speechless, "It's so obvious, you can't see it."

Have it?

Is it really that obvious?

"Brother, if you really fell in love with him, it's still too late."

Wei Jingrong looked at him, and then at his cell phone.

"Don't think about it, I have already sent the text message, and I can't undo it. However," Owen leaned in front of him, "If you can make it clear to him before he sees the text message tomorrow, you two still have a chance. Little Gongju doesn't like you at all, if you open your mouth, I guarantee he will be yours."

Wei Jingrong was shaken.

Say,

just open your mouth

just tell him...

"No, I can't," Wei Jingrong stood up suddenly, "I can't be sorry to Wenying. If I say so, I will not only betray Wenying's love and promise, I...I will also hurt Shun'an."

"Wei Jingrong, can I have a meal with you! You look tall and big, how come you are like a mother-in-law when you are in a relationship! Where is your domineering arrogance!"

"This is not a mother-in-law. I don't want to be sorry to Wenying, let alone hurt him! I like him, but..."

and many more,

what did i say?

like him.

I like him.

I like him!

Wei Jingrong sat slumped on a chair, blindfolded.

He likes him.

may,

Like he likes him.

The answer may have been clear for a long time.

Owen sighed, and looked at Wei Jingrong sadly: "Mr. Wei, are you willing to tell the truth this time?"

Wei Jingrong was holding the wine glass, unable to say a word for a long time.

"Hey, I really don't know what you're struggling with." Owen took a sip of his wine, "Both of them clearly have a crush on each other, so why are you pretending to be so reserved?"

"..."

Pretend?

Are we both faking it all the time?

If there was no celebration banquet at night, would Jiang Shunan never confess to himself?

If there is no Owen's provocative method, will he never face up to this relationship?

If not for what happened today, how long will we continue pretending?

Wei Jingrong could think about it, but he didn't want to think about it any further.

like him,

is the only fact.

No denial, no doubt.

Just because he is Jiang Shunan.

"Everyone has toasted you tonight, but I haven't toasted you yet."

Owen filled the wine glass for Wei Jingrong, and filled his own: "Wei Jingrong, as a colleague and as a friend, both in public and in private, I still hope you can find a new relationship. Life is short, persistence is a good thing, but Don't be too persistent. Do it, this cup, I will accompany you."

The two touched their wine glasses and drank happily.

Wine enters the heart of sorrow.

This sorrow will eventually be swallowed up by the strong flames.

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It's really three o'clock in vomiting blood! ! !

The author can't do it anymore, I can only change it the day after tomorrow~~~

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