Middle-aged greasy uncle and world-weary girl

Chapter 128
The phone was dialed.

"Mr. Jiang?" Zhao Anqing asked suspiciously.

"Well, Ms. Zhao." Jiang Jun said.

"Mr. Jiang, what do you need from me?" Zhao Anqing asked.

"Yeah." Jiang Jun glanced at the waiter over there, coughed, and said, "That... the hotel waiter, do you remember?"

"Well, I remember." Zhao Anqing suddenly smiled and said, "I was just joking with Mr. Zhao from Home Inn, saying that their waiters are very cute."

"Huh? Are you kidding me?" Jiang Jun said.

"Yeah, what's the matter? Is there any problem?" Zhao Anqing smiled.

Jiang Jun said embarrassingly: "Well, what kind of joke are you guys playing?"

"Ah, that's it." Zhao Anqing explained: "I have something to do with Mr. Zhao of Home Inn Hotel. At that time, the decoration design of Home Inn Hotel was done by our company. Didn't I go to Home Inn Hotel yesterday, so I just said casually I said that their front desk is very cute, and then Mr. Zhao asked me how cute it is, and I joked that their waiters don’t have any good eyesight.”

After saying this, Zhao Anqing immediately asked, "Is there something wrong, Mr. Jiang?"

When Jiang Jun heard Zhao Anqing's explanation, he suddenly felt that this matter might have been misunderstood. He smiled and said in embarrassment: "Then you said yesterday that this waiter should receive three months' salary."

"Hahahahahaha..." Zhao Anqing suddenly laughed, and she said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, you really believe me, I was joking with that waiter; Mr. Jiang, don't even think about it, I'm still the boss of a company Now, no matter what, you won’t be fighting against a waiter, right?”

After what Zhao Anqing said, Jiang Jun's heart suddenly brightened a lot. After all, he was targeted by Du Kun when he was young. He knew the bitterness of a grassroots employee being targeted by the leader.

That's right, at any rate, he can be regarded as a boss-level person, and it's impossible to be impulsive in everything.

"The waiter was fired." Jiang Jun said.

"Fired?" Zhao Anqing asked suspiciously.

"Hmm." Jiang Jun said.

"Did Mr. Zhao misunderstand..." Zhao Anqing said a little uneasy: "I was really joking with Mr. Zhao, did he misunderstand something?"

"Maybe." Jiang Jun glanced at the poor waiter over there again, and then said to Zhao Anqing on the phone: "Look at this..."

"Hey..." Zhao Anqing said in embarrassment: "This is not easy, Mr. Jiang."

"It's difficult?" Jiang Jun was in a hurry, and he hurriedly explained: "This is clearly a misunderstanding, and the misunderstanding will be over once the misunderstanding is explained clearly. What's the problem?"

"No." Zhao Anqing explained: "Think about it, the owner of the Home Inn is a character anyway, spitting is a nail, and he would rather kill a hundred by mistake than kill one less. Ah; also, when the matter developed to this point, no matter whether it was a misunderstanding or not, it could only be a fake show. Mr. Zhao was concerned about my face, so he directly ordered to fire a waiter. Explain, it’s fine to reject someone’s good intentions, the most important thing is to appear to be sentimental and lose face.”

After listening to Zhao Anqing's explanation, Jiang Jun's face darkened, and he felt that what Zhao Anqing said made sense in his heart. The boss of Home Inn took care of Zhao Anqing's emotions very much. Regardless of whether things were right or wrong, Zhao Anqing had no reason to stand here and be fired. speaking from the perspective of the waiter.

"Think of a way." Jiang Jun said softly.

"Where are you now?" Zhao Anqing asked.

"Hotel." Jiang Jun said.

"Okay, you wait for me there, I'll drive there." Zhao Anqing said.

"En." Jiang Jun responded, and then hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Jun took Yubai to sit on the sofa in the rest area over there. After about 10 minutes, Zhao Anqing's car stopped at the door of Home Inn. She was wearing black crepe and lace elements. A dress, a pair of black high heels under her feet, a black handbag in her hand, a big wavy curly hair combed to one side, looks generous and gentle.

Seeing Zhao Anqing approaching, Jiang Jun pulled Yu Baibai to his side, holding Yubaiba's weak and boneless little hand firmly with his hand, as if he was protecting her.

Yu was taken aback for a moment, but after feeling the temperature in Jiang Jun's hand, her heart felt warm.

Zhao Anqing, who walked in, saw Jiang Jun's hand that was holding onto the fish, and she didn't say anything, but smiled gracefully, then sat on the opposite side of Jiang Jun, and said with a smile, "Wait a long time, Jiang Jun." gentlemen."

"It's okay." Jiang Jun smiled.

Zhao Anqing glanced at Yu Baibai again, and said with a smile, "Sister Yu finally woke up? Did you sleep well last night?"

Yu Baibai smiled happily and said, "Fortunately, uncle told me that I caused you trouble last night."

Zhao Anqing squinted her beautiful eyes, smiled softly, and said nothing.

Jiang Jun looked at Zhao Anqing solemnly, and asked, "Well, Ms. Zhao, look at this..."

Zhao Anqing said with a faint smile: "I called Mr. Zhao from Home Inn just now, and he will come over in a while."

"Ah?" Jiang Jun was startled.

"Yeah." Zhao Anqing said with a smile: "Now that things are up to now, we can only do a fake show, otherwise it is really difficult for Mr. Zhao to explain."

"How come the fake show is real?" Jiang Jun asked.

"Play the role of my man." Zhao Anqing said.

As soon as the words fell, Yu Baibai and Jiang Jun were startled at the same time. Although it was just a fake show, there was always something weird in it.

Because Jiang Jun had been in contact with Zhao Anqing too frequently during this period, he also gradually discovered that this Zhao Anqing might have a good impression of him, or even a crush on him. In several conversations, Zhao Anqing also used clever ways to convey her favor for him. It is really inappropriate to put the fake show on Jiang Jun and Zhao Anqing.

As for Yu Baibai, she already knew that Zhao Anqing had a crush on Jiang Jun. This time the fake show was real, even though it wasn't true, her heart would inevitably flicker. It was as complicated as knocking over a five-flavored bottle, and the taste was indescribable.

Zhao Anqing saw that Jiang Junguang just bowed his head and didn't speak, so he said, "If it wasn't like this, it would be difficult for Mr. Zhao to explain. What Mr. Zhao misunderstood at the time was that we were husband and wife, and the receptionist didn't see it."

Jiang Jun hesitated for a few seconds, then looked up at Zhao Anqing, and said, "All right."

Zhao Anqing nodded, and said: "Okay, when she comes, I'll explain, just cooperate with me."

"Well, no problem." Jiang Jun said.

As soon as he said that, the car stopped at the door of Rujia Hotel again. Zhao Anqing glanced his head, was startled, and then hurried to Jiang Jun's side, with his slender jade arm directly on Jiang Jun's arm. Holding it is actually no different from hugging.

"He's here, don't reveal yourself." Zhao Anqing said mysteriously.

"Oh." Jiang Jun replied stiffly twice. At the same time, he lowered his head and glanced at Zhao Anqing who was holding his arm. Because Zhao Anqing was holding his arm, he could clearly feel the words coming from Zhao Anqing. the softness.

All of a sudden, Jiang Jun blushed completely.

He felt that even if it was a fake show, there was no need to do this. He cleared his cough, and then pretended to be careless and pulled his arm outwards, but unexpectedly, Zhao Anqing just moved an inch. The backhand hugged even tighter.

At this time, a man in a suit came in. He had a good figure, broad shoulders, and looked very masculine. In addition, he was wearing white glasses, and he looked very gentle and elegant.

He walked in, stopped for a while, and after confirming Zhao Anqing's position, he walked towards him and sat on the opposite side of Zhao Anqing.

Zhao Anqing smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao is here?"

(End of this chapter)