The president seems to like me

Jiang Lu's meeting was held lightly, and he remembered what the leader said. Anyway, there were a lot of things, but he didn't know if it was useful or not.

Perhaps this is the realm of learning God.

puff.

Jiang Lu laughed at his own thought.

Chu Mingxin looked confused: "..."

I don't understand.

Why are you so happy to work overtime.

My deer, what's wrong with you.

"Hey..." Chu Mingxin pushed him with his elbow, "Lulu..."

In the conference room with dozens of people, only the leader was speaking, and there was only the sound of pen rubbing against paper.

Jiang Lu lowered his head and pressed his throat: "What are you doing?"

"Lin Yin is watching us."

Jiang Lu raised his head and met Lin Yin's gaze in mid-air.

Lin Yin showed no expression and moved away naturally.

Jiang Lu suddenly had a complex expression on his face, and twitched the corners of his lips: "The desertion was discovered."

As an assistant to the manager of the PR department, Lin Yin has a higher level than them, and his function belongs to the manager's communication role, and also plays the role of supervision during meetings.

But it hurts to be stared at.

Jiang Lu took out his phone and put his hands under the table.

After typing, he reached out and poked Chu Mingxin's arm.

"what?"

"Look at your phone."

——I have an appointment.

Chu Mingxin raised his head all of a sudden, unable to think of any words to express his emotions, so he could only give him a thumbs up.

"Where?"

"Thank you, club."

It was 55:[-] after the meeting.

Jiang Lu sent a message to Cheng Jianglin, saying that he was off work.

Cheng Jianglin replied after a few minutes: Wait for me in the lobby, 15 minutes.

It's obviously a cold word, but Jiang Lu can imagine Cheng Jianglin's expression when he said this. He is very gentlemanly and polite, and his voice is nice. Sure enough, he is a beauty control, voice control, or hand control!

He remembered that when Cheng Jianglin was holding the coffee cup, his fingers were bent and his joints were clearly defined, which was very beautiful.

Suddenly, someone behind Jiang Lu stretched out an arm, wrapping his shoulders.

Jiang Lu didn't even look at it, but his nose smelled it: "Chu Mingxin, why don't you leave?"

"What's the hurry, the person who picked me up hasn't arrived yet, and I also want to see your old gentleman."

Jiang Lu rolled his eyes at him, then sat on the sofa in the hall.

Chu Mingxin also sat down: "I want to see who is so good. If I want to be with you, I have to pass my test."

Jiang Lu thought to himself, pull it down, Uncle Cheng probably won't accept your tricks.

Jiang Lu was bored, looking over and over again at the chat records with Uncle Cheng, the more he looked at it, the more something was wrong: "Huh?"

Chu Mingxin looked at him.

"It's strange, why did he ask me to wait for him in the lobby."

Chu Mingxin said: "This is not so strange. Generally, the first floor of the company is the front desk of the lobby. You are asked to wait in the lobby. What is normal can no longer be normal."

indeed.

It sounds reasonable, but Jiang Lu just thinks it's weird, and he said yesterday that he has to work overtime on Friday, it seems that Cheng Jianglin knows this place very well.

Do you also work near here?

In less than 5 minutes, the person who picked up Chu Mingxin came.

Jiang Lu waved goodbye to him and reminded: "Don't play too crazy."

Chu Mingxin made an OK gesture and left without looking back.

After waiting for 10 minutes, there was almost no one in the hall, only the two young ladies at the front desk were chatting cheerfully and gossiping.

Jiang Lu had to sit upright except when eating, and never sat when he could lie down, and never stood when he could sit.

And he also has a very, very bad habit. After sitting for a long time, he tends to slump, as if he has no bones.

Jiang Lu's sitting posture kept slipping, and finally he simply crossed his legs, resting his head on the back of the sofa, playing with his mobile phone, and scrolling through various posts.

Jiang Lu couldn't help thinking, this posture is too arrogant.

Then he heard that the two young ladies in the back seemed to be going to the bathroom together.

He was the only one in the empty hall for a moment.

He became even more arrogant.

The next second, the phone rang suddenly.

Jiang Lu sat up straight after seeing the caller ID, feeling a little flustered inside, obviously doing nothing: "Uncle Cheng..."

"Did not see it."

Jiang Lu lowered his voice: "What?"

"You have an arrogant posture."

Jiang Lu's head suddenly seemed to be down, his body reacted first and stood up: "You..."

"Jiang Lu, I'm behind you."

Cheng Jianglin went to the underground parking lot first, and then drove to the entrance of the lobby before walking in. He happened to see that scene by accident.

Jiang Lu turned around and looked at Cheng Jianglin's face, his legs went limp.

Humans, social animals, they get used to it after they die.

Probably...you will get used to it.

Cheng Jianglin opened the door for him, and Jiang Lu sat in stiffly.

After sitting down, he put his hands and feet together, with a well-behaved posture, and sat on the co-pilot with a blank expression on his face. For the next half an hour, he didn't dare to make any more aggressive and domineering actions.

The night view outside the car window is like stars, and the fireworks are very popular.

Jiang Lu's heart also wants to go with the wind.

Cheng Jianglin said, "Do you want to listen to pure music?"

"Ah?" Jiang Lu responded for a moment before saying, "Just as long as you like it."

There was a red light ahead and the car stopped.

There was music playing in the car, the tone was gentle and gentle.

Cheng Jianglin glanced at him: "Did I scare you?"

"No, no." Jiang Lu answered too quickly, feeling that there was a ghost in his heart, he took a deep breath, "Really not."

Cheng Jianglin didn't reply to him, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.

Jiang Lu saw his suit and trousers from the corner of his eye, and asked, "Did you just get off work too?"

"Correct."

When the green light came on, Cheng Jianglin didn't speak while driving, but focused on the front. The aura he exuded also made Jiang Lu's sensitive consciousness that he shouldn't talk to distract others at this time.

The newly opened club is far away from the city center and close to the suburbs. The exterior design of the building is more European and American, with flashing lights, and flower pots are placed on both sides of the gate. It seems that the ribbon cutting has just been completed.

Jiang Lu looked away, put his hand on the seat belt, and was about to take it off.

It turned out that the people next to him were unmoved.

He looked over suspiciously.

Cheng Jianglin reached out to open the drawer and took out a small bag for him.

Jiang Lu took it stupidly: "What is this, is it for me?"

Cheng Jianglin said, "For you."

Jiang Lu's throat tightened.

Give it to him!

Give him something on the second date!

Is there a show?

"Can I take it apart and take a look?"

"can."

Jiang Lu opened it and looked: "U disk?"

Cheng Jianglin's speech was very slow and gentle, which made people sound comfortable: "I apologize for making you wait so long, and I will send it to you."

Jianglu's ear tips are reddish, but why is it a USB flash drive.

Jiang Lu suddenly remembered about the disappearance of the U disk after the first meeting.

——I just feel that this is like asking you out on my own initiative.

— If so, we could indeed go on a second date.

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