a mistake

At the beginning of March, while Fang Nancuo was busy with comma work, he took time to accompany Cheng Jingming to arrange the opening ceremony of the art museum.

On the afternoon of the weekend, Cheng Jingming brought Fang Nancuo to Yihe Western Restaurant to choose the dishes for the buffet.

Because it was reserved in advance, there were no guests at any table in the restaurant, and more than a dozen tables were surrounded and filled with all kinds of exquisite food.

Fang Nancuo looked at the exquisite food on the table and asked Cheng Jingming in a low voice, "Shall we taste all of these?"

"You can eat whatever you like." Cheng Jingming motioned to the manager next to him to start.

The restaurant manager in a black suit enthusiastically introduced the dishes to the two: "This is white asparagus with black truffle, please try it."

Cheng Jingming took a sip and looked at Fang Nancuo for advice.

"It was delicious."

Cheng Jingming said to the manager: "Let's keep this dish, but I'm not satisfied with your styling. You can ask the chef to come up with some more arrangements."

While recording it on the Ipad, the manager introduced another dish: "This is salmon mousse with avocado, a classic combination of orange and green, and it is also our restaurant's signature. You two should try it."

Cheng Jingming picked up the fork and took a sip and said, "Let's stay here first."

"This is 5J Iberian ham, you two have a try."

Fang Nan ate a small piece by mistake, and it melted in his mouth. He nodded, "It's delicious."

Cheng Jingming signaled the manager to write it down with satisfaction, and said to Fang Nan wrongly: "You like Spanish ham, tell me earlier, you are so easy to raise."

Fang Nancuo blushed instantly, and he casually pointed to a plate and asked the manager, "What is this?"

"This is foie gras with blueberries and caviar."

Fang Nancuo shook his head at Cheng Jingming: "I don't like foie gras very much."

"Forget it." After Cheng Jingming finished speaking, he suddenly laughed "hehe".

"What are you laughing at?" Fang Nancuo was a little puzzled.

Cheng Jingming coughed and said in a low voice, "Do we look like a couple preparing for a wedding banquet?"

"A little bit?"

"Sometimes I really want to know what our wedding is like. The suit must be custom-made by Anderson & Sheppard in the UK..."

Fang Nan looked at the manager of the restaurant beside him who couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly touched Cheng Jingming: "Didn't you try the dishes?"

"Oh, I have two last questions, do you prefer an English castle or a French cathedral for the wedding? Do you want the dress to be black or white?"

Fang Nan turned his eyes to the ceiling and thought for a while before whispering, "It's up to you."

Cheng Jingming nodded in satisfaction, and the two chatted and tasted the food, and it took more than two hours to order all the dishes.

Cheng Jingming said to the manager, "After finishing the menu, send it to me tomorrow. I'll see what needs to be adjusted."

The manager hurriedly said, "Don't worry."

The two left the restaurant, and before Cheng Jingming was about to get in the car, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure flashing past the flowers.

"Get in the car first." Cheng Jingming quickly walked towards the flowers after Fang Nan finished making mistakes.

Fang Nan sat in the car by mistake and looked out through the window. After a while, Cheng Jingming walked over and got into the car.

"what happened?"

"I shouldn't have invested in Sheng Xing in the first place." Cheng Jingming scolded dissatisfiedly, "Why am I acting like I'm in the entertainment circle now? This biscuit reporter actually followed me and wanted to secretly take pictures of Young Mistress Meixiu."

"Then he won't be able to fulfill his wish." Fang Nan shrugged wrongly.

Cheng Jingming nodded triumphantly: "I said I was having dinner with my partner, and he deleted it. This person has no brains."

"It's foolish not to delete it, and it's also foolish to delete it?"

Cheng Jingming waved his hands, and said with a stern expression: "Seriously, how about we get married as a couple?"

Fang Nan thought about it wrongly: "Simple money is fine."

Cheng Jingming said to the driver: "Now go to Meixiu shopping mall."

"Buy it now?"

"There is no such store in this village, you should ask for a big twenty-carat diamond ring soon."

Fang Nan stuck out his tongue by mistake: "Let's go home first, don't you still have to choose the style of the invitation letter tonight?"

Cheng Jingming thought for a while: "Okay then, but don't think about not wearing a ring."

Fang Nan nodded wrongly, a simple ring is also a promise.

At the end of March, Yicuo Art Museum finally ushered in the opening ceremony.

Cheng Jingming, considering Fang Nancuo's shyness, could only delete a large part of the reason for naming the museum in the speech.

The two walked into the art gallery in suits, and immediately attracted the attention of all the guests.Needless to say, Cheng Jingming's appearance, as usual, the CEO Fan Er, with a romantic and suave in his bones.Fang Nancuo's skin was fair and fair, and with today's gray brown plaid suit, he looked even more quiet.

Cheng Jingming invited many well-known artists and art critics today. A group of people were well-dressed and chatted while drinking champagne.

Fang Nan mistakenly saw Cheng Jingpan who was looking at the front of the painting, and hurried over to say hello.

"Brother Cheng, are you here?"

Cheng Jingpan patted Fang Nancuo on the shoulder: "Xiao Fang, long time no see! Today's opening ceremony was a success, you and Jingming have bothered."

"Thank you, Brother Cheng, for your compliment. Do you like this painting?" Fang Nancuo noticed that Cheng Jingpan had been paying attention to the figure painting in front of him.

"Well, I feel very alive."

"This is a painting by Chen Shu, a contracted young painter of the Art Museum. He is very good at painting. You see, this is Chen Shu. May I introduce you to each other?" Cheng Jingming told Fang Nancuo some things about Chen Shu , although he was a little concerned about Chen Shu in his heart, he couldn't deny Chen Shu's talent.

Cheng Jingpan nodded: "Okay."

After Fang Nan helped Chen Shu and Cheng Jingpan introduce each other, he turned around and saw Zhou Zhixing head-on with his hands in his pockets.

Fang Nan made a mistake and walked over to say hello: "Brother Zhou, are you here?"

"Let me ask you, is Su Ruidan coming?"

Fang Nancuo said with certainty: "All the people invited today are from the art circle."

"Oh." Zhou Zhixing was a little disappointed.

Fang Nan asked in a low voice: "Didn't you still sign Su Ruidan as the spokesperson for Comma this year?"

Zhou Zhixing grinned and showed his big white teeth: "Brother Ma is on a blind date recently, do you know that?"

"Ma Yunchuan?" Fang Nan thought for a while, and asked again: "He is still lying in the hospital, how can we go on a blind date?"

"An expert said that he was lucky this year and needed to be happy."

Fang Nancuo opened his mouth wide in disbelief: "What?"

"Just let him get married. His mother immediately arranged a lot of blind dates for him. The whole ward is like a scene of If You Are the One."

Fang Nancuo asked in a low voice, "Would Brother Ma be willing?"

"Can you let him do this? Anyway, he is also a red flag waving in the wind, so it doesn't get in the way."

The two were chatting when they were suddenly interrupted by a signature "Yo".

Without turning their heads, the two of them knew it was the AC of "Circus" by smelling it.

Zhou Zhixing blinked at Fang Nancuo, then turned to Ki and said, "Long time no see."

Ki raised his eyebrows: "Long time no see, Xiao Fang."