The president seems to like me

The store in front looked ordinary on the surface. It was not located in a shopping center where luxury goods were concentrated, but a very inconspicuous store on the street. It was said to be a clothing store, more like a tailor's store.

Jiang Lu got out of the car and followed behind Cheng Jianglin.

Feeling itchy, he raised his hand and stroked his hair.

Fortunately, no oil.

After entering the door, an old gentleman came out, he seemed to know Cheng Jianglin, the two chatted a few words familiarly, and then the old gentleman's eyes shifted to Jiang Lu.

Jiang Lu said hello.

After nodding with a smile, the old gentleman looked Jiang Lu's figure up and down.

"How tall and heavy?"

what?

Jiang Lu didn't know why, but he still answered: "178, 65 kilograms."

The old man said: "You are thin, can I bring you two clothes to try on?"

Jiang Lu nodded: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

When the old man turned around and entered another small room, Jiang Lu quickly walked to Cheng Jianglin's next door: "What's going on?"

"My uncle."

"Ah???" Jiang Lu's face turned red, "Fortunately, I didn't say anything wrong just now."

Cheng Jianglin remembered Jiang Lu's vigor of complaining about the leader, and couldn't help but smile: "What do you want to say?"

"I don't want to say anything." Jiang Lu thought to himself, don't expect to catch him.

Cheng Jianglin said softly: "With me, you can say anything."

Jiang Lu raised his eyelids and stared at him for a while, he couldn't lie to anyone with his beauty.

"Uncle Cheng, you are lying."

After Jiang Lu finished speaking, he waited for a few seconds before Cheng Jianglin answered him: "Then aren't you fooled?"

They were close, and there was Cheng Jianglin's uncle in the defense, who spoke in a low voice, and his body temperature was rushing to each other.

Jiang Lu turned his face away and said nothing.

The old gentleman coughed.

Jiang Lu immediately stood up straight, keeping a distance from Cheng Jianglin, with a standard smile on his face.

Cheng Jianglin looked amused.

Just met the uncle's eyes.

The uncle glanced at him, then walked over with two shirts: "It should be the right size for you, try it on."

Jiang Lu took it: "Thank you."

Both are shirts, one is khaki, and the other is a white shirt with a small V-neck. I tried both of them, and finally I left the khaki one, which looks more mature.

outside.

"After you came back to China, you came to my place for the first time, and you brought someone with you. Does anyone else know?"

Cheng Jianglin said, "I don't know, I'm going to take my time."

The uncle nodded: "You have worn the two pieces I gave him before."

Cheng Jianglin raised his eyebrows slightly.

The uncle used to be a tailor, and he would make two pieces of the styles he designed, one for display in the shop, and the other for Cheng Jianglin to wear.

"Which period did you take?" Cheng Jianglin asked.

The uncle smiled: "You were in junior high school."

When Jiang Lu came out, the two looked over together, and he felt uncomfortable: "Is it okay?"

Cheng Jianglin said, "Looks good, this is it."

Just as Jiang Lu was about to say how much, his uncle threw them out.

"If Jiang Lin didn't come over suddenly, I would have rested a long time ago."

Jiang Lu stood dumbfounded at the door: "Don't you need to pay?"

"You invite me later, just make it up."

Although this dress was meant to be given to him, if Cheng Jianglin didn't say so, Jiang Lu might not accept it.

Jiang Lu heard it, all right.

After getting in the car and fastening the seat belt, Jiang Lu was distressed again: "I shouldn't have come empty-handed just now, I should have bought something."

Cheng Jianglin smiled: "Next time."

Ok?

next time? ?

After Jiang Lu reacted, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Then next time.

They came to a tea house, because it was a holiday, there were still many people close to ten o'clock.

The morning tea here in Nancheng is all exquisite pastries and meals.

Dry steamed, chicken feet, shrimp dumplings, money belly, walnut buns.

These kinds of ginger deer are a must.

The dishes are also like a steamer, and they are all ready in one go.

At this time, Cheng Jianglin's cell phone rang, saying that he was going to answer the call, and Jiang Lu waited for him to come back before eating.

Unfortunately, the people at the next table just left after eating, but a man and a woman came in a few seconds.

I don't know the woman, she is well-dressed; the man, Jiang Lu knows, is called Lin Yin.

Lin Yin naturally saw him.

This time he didn't resist Jiang Lu so much, but introduced with a smile: "This is my girlfriend."

Jiang Lu couldn't even laugh.

He said stiffly, "Hello."

After Lin Yin achieved his goal, he raised the frame of the mirror: "Let's change places, there are too many people, I'm afraid you won't enjoy your meal."

Du Xin has no problem: "Sure."

Because there is no private room, the waiter said to wait a few minutes and arrange to sit in the manager's office first.

Lin Yin asked Du Xin for his opinion, and Du Xin said it was all right.

The two of them just took two steps behind the waiter when Cheng Jianglin came out from the front.

Lin Yin's eyes lit up: "Mr. Cheng."

Du Xin is the daughter of a shareholder of the group, so she naturally recognized him, and greeted him with a bright smile: "Hi."

Cheng Jianglin has an outstanding appearance, a tall and straight figure, and is well dressed. There is no trace of flaw in him.

"Hello, Ms. Du, and Assistant Lin." After greeting, Cheng Jianglin planned to leave.

But Lin Yin didn't realize that he was about to leave. Instead, he smiled and said, "Is Mr. Cheng eating here too? If we're alone, we can..."

Cheng Jianglin glanced at him condescendingly, politely but indifferently: "Sorry."

"You're in the way."

The smile on Lin Yin's face was stiff, and he turned to the side: "I'm sorry."

After Cheng Jiang was about to leave, Du Shen frowned and glanced at him: "Do you have a conflict with him?"

Lin Yin shook her head: "No."

Du Xin chuckled: "He is your boss's boss, and he doesn't seem to like you very much."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Yin's face turned pale.

Most of the admiration in Du Xin's eyes disappeared: "You are so-so."

"Maybe Mr. Cheng just happened to be in a bad mood."

Du Xin shrugged: "I don't want to eat here, let's find another place."

Lin Yin swallowed her anger: "Okay."

When he came back, Jiang Lu was still playing with his mobile phone, heard the sound of pulling a chair, saw Cheng Jianglin, subconsciously acted like a baby: "I'm starving to death."

Cheng Jianglin said, "By the way, I went to the bathroom."

Jiang Lu hummed twice, then took a large piece of dry steamed food into his mouth.

Cheng Jianglin took a sip of tea.

The phone call just now was only for a short while, and when I returned to the original road, I saw Lin Yin talking with Jiang Lu.

I don't know what Lin Yin said, but Jiang Lu's face is very ugly.

Cheng Jianglin lowered his eyes slightly.

"This is delicious, try it." Seeing that his teacup was empty, Jiang Lu picked up the teapot and poured water for him.

Cheng Jianglin took a bite of the dry steam.

Jiang Lu said, "It's delicious."

"good to eat."

Then Jiang Lu smiled, his brows and eyes curved.

Cheng Jianglin sighed inwardly.

If you don't want to say it, don't say it.

There will be opportunities later.