Please Answer 2020

Chapter 293 Restaurant
In the evening, until seven o'clock, Cheng Gan'an, who finished the day's work, let out a long sigh of relief, stretched himself, and got up to get off work.

Guessing that Lin Nayeon was having a concert at this time, he didn't send any more messages.

There are a lot of full-time composers and lyricists in JYP Company, nearly ten or twenty, but he doesn't know many, most of them are just familiar, just like now.

When it was time to get off work, I met a few people who just nodded their heads, and those who knew each other simply greeted and exchanged a few words.

"Qian An?"

It was Park Zhenying who called him.

"Where are you going?"

Cheng Qian'an looked at Park Zhenying who was walking towards him, and said, "Get off work, go out for dinner."

There are passing staff in the middle saying hello.

Park Zhenying smiled and nodded, "What did you do today?"

This topic jumped, he thought that Park Zhenying would go on to ask him who he went out to eat with, and if asked, he would just say it.

Cheng Qian'an thought for a while and replied.

Cheng Qian'an, who was officially included in the key training list, has received more attention, which means more exchanges and communication, and also has heavier tasks. Regularly write songs, the company gives different themes and styles, and complete them regularly. This is The usual practice of music companies is to set up a song library.

"I wrote a song to send to SM."

Park Jin Young nodded to express understanding, "Red velvet's style is changeable, and SM has tried a lot on it."

The famous girl group artist doesn't just talk, he keeps an eye on the market at all times.

There were a lot of conversations between the two, and it was mostly Park Zhenying who was talking and he was listening.

"Let's come out to play together tomorrow." Walking to the end, Park Zhenying asked with a smile.

"Of course no problem."

What else could the boss say, Cheng Qian'an responded with a smile.

Park Zhenying took a step first, Cheng Qian'an also took the elevator, went to the garage and got in the car, ready to drive to pick up Ming Jingnan for dinner.

It’s getting dark, the moon is rising in the sky, and the streets of Seoul are brightly lit. Compared with the day, night can really show the vitality of Seoul.

Driving all the way to the vicinity of their dormitory, Cheng Qian'an stopped the car on the side of the road, opened the window, lit a cigarette, and waited for the famous Jingnan to arrive.

The habit of smoking is still a bad habit that he didn't learn well, and he developed a bad habit. Drinking can reduce smoking, and learning one of them will inevitably smoke both. But he is a student of the Conservatory of Music, and he still attaches great importance to protecting his throat. Yes, but not often.

After coming to South Korea, the number of smoking has indeed become less, but sometimes I like to smoke a few puffs when I have nothing to do or when I am in a bad mood. I can restrain myself before, but the frequency of smoking has increased since I fell in love got taller.

One after the fact.

He came quite early, at 07:30, considering the nature of girls, he was fully prepared to wait.

However, Mingjing Nan was very punctual and arrived 5 minutes early.

Cheng Qian'an looked at her standing at the intersection, looked left and right, dizzy and wanted to find his figure, so he simply stretched out his head and called her.

"here!"

Mingjing Nanzheng was dizzy, tilted his head and lowered his head to send a message to Cheng Qian'an, but when he heard someone calling her, he looked up and saw Cheng Qian'an waving to her.

Ok?
Ming Jingnan looked at Cheng Qian'an sitting in the main driver with some doubts in his eyes. She remembered that Cheng Qian'an didn't drive before he came out.

Cheng Qian'an simply started the car, drove slowly in front of her, and said, "Get in the car."

"This is the car I bought recently. I forgot to tell you. It made you look for it in vain."

After Mingjing Nan fastened her seat belt, Cheng Qian'an explained to her with a smile.

Mingjing Nan obviously went through some careful grooming, but Cheng Qian'an was afraid that she would be cold.

"It's so beautifully dressed, you're not afraid of the cold."

A suspender dress with a knitted jacket on the upper body.

"Not cold, not cold at all."

As long as the dress is beautiful and he likes it, it doesn't matter if it's cold or not.

"When did you buy the car?"

Ming Jingnan didn't buy a car himself, but he always felt that he wouldn't need it, and even if he bought it, he wouldn't be able to drive it a few times. He turned to look at Cheng Qian'an, who was sitting in the driver's seat.

"Just the beginning of October, just a few days before you came back."

Cheng Qian'an stepped up his horsepower and drove steadily on the road. The buildings along the way kept passing by. The car was playing the latest pop songs. Yes, it was Meteor.

"Is that so?" Mingjing Nan was thoughtful, no wonder the car he drove to the beach with him was different.

What Nayen O'Neill said was right, if he wasn't around, some things that happened couldn't be understood in time, even if something happened, it would be useless to know, because he wasn't around.

"The song is nice."

Cheng Qian'an suddenly asked with a smile.

"Mo?" Nai Minami turned her head.

"You don't know? This is a song I wrote, you really don't pay attention to me at all."

Seeing her puzzled expression, Cheng Qian'an couldn't laugh immediately, and said rather depressedly, trying to show off a little in front of her didn't work.

"Of course I've heard it, every day."

Mingjing Nan understood at this time, couldn't help chuckling, and said kindly.

Of course she had heard it, and seeing the high degree of discussion on the Internet, she naturally listened to it, and she just wanted to bring up another one on this topic.

"When is that song coming out?"

It was a song full of her mood at that time. In contrast, she was more looking forward to the song she and Cheng Qian'an made together.

From another perspective, this is the crystallization of her and Cheng Qian'an.

"Soon, in three days."

Cheng Qian'an must remember the time clearly, counted the days and said.

Lyric songs have always been a favorite of Koreans. Cheng Qian'an can't understand it. There are no words and no words.

"Let's not talk so much for now, what do you want to eat?" Cheng Qian'an changed the subject, and the car drove aimlessly, not knowing where he was going.

"I can do anything, I don't choose anything."

Mingjing Nan naturally listened to him.

"Then go to Jiangnan and pick a lucky restaurant at random."

"Listen to you."

Mingjing Nan said with a smile, speaking of it, it is very difficult for her to have such an opportunity to come out to play, not to mention that now is a different opportunity to spend the two-person world together.

When it comes to consumption, you have to go to Jiangnan, especially high-end restaurants, which are the real elite places. If you want to spend, you can go to Jiangnan. restaurants and more.

Jungsik, whose Chinese name is Ding Canteen, is a high-end Korean restaurant located in Sinsa-dong, driving past Apgujeong all the way, climbing up the ramp, and the whole three- or four-story building belongs to this restaurant .

"That's it, let's have a taste of high-end Korean cuisine today."

Cheng Qian'an stopped the car and said.

Mingjing Nan tidied up her clothes, looked up, and followed him. As she said, it doesn't matter what you eat, the important thing is who you eat with.

"Can I have a private room now?"

Cheng Qianan asked.After all, they are all public figures, so it is better to have a private room for privacy.

"Sorry, private rooms need to be reserved in advance."

The pretty girl at the front desk shook her head, politely.

"That"

Cheng Qian'an bowed his head to Ming Jingnan who was standing beside him, and asked her opinion. It all depended on what she wanted. If there was no private room, it would be a misunderstanding if the meal was photographed and released. It was not a safe move.

"It's okay, just choose a remote location for us."

Mingjing Nan didn't care at all, and said to the front desk.

(End of this chapter)