Deliberately attack

Chapter 145 He Left Something

The bar is still welcoming customers, and he picks them up very quickly.

"Morning, President Tang."

Tang Yili: "Are you... busy recently?"

She was thinking about how to say something, Shen Lang said directly: "Xun Lang left something with me, come over when you have time."

Tang Yili took a deep breath, "What is it?"

Shen Lang: "You, I don't even bother to talk about you, you will know when you come here."

This time it was Tang Yili's turn to be hung up.

She pinched the phone and held it by her ear for a while, then slowly put it down, and then couldn't help wondering what Xun Lang had left for her before leaving.

The birthday present has already been given, does he still owe her anything?

If she owed it, it was also owed by her.

The wolf-hearted Tang Yili owed Xun Lang a heart.

It's fine if he doesn't come to ask for it, but he even left.

Tang Yili wanted to return it, but couldn't find a partner.

Tang Yili was aroused by curiosity for a moment, and got up to go to the bar immediately. Just as he put his suit jacket on his arm, Wang Jian knocked on the door again and came in.

"Miss, are you ready to go out?"

"What's up?"

Wang Jian handed over a stack of A4 papers.

"This is Annie. Her resume and Q&A are pretty good. Would you like to have a personal interview with her professional knowledge?"

"Here is her resume, and the illustrated book of works."

As the boss, Tang Yili should be gratified that his staff can be so efficient, but now he just feels extremely tired.

Work is like a game that can never be cleared. There is no end to fighting monsters and upgrading, and some are just a moment of respite.

Tang Yili looked through Annie's works twice, and found that her designs include both daily basics and small banquet dresses. The minimalist style can be well integrated in different occasions.

It is consistent with the concept of Yili clothing.

Tang Yili put the coat and purse back in the closet and ordered.

"I'll be there in 10 minutes."

……

It was Tang Yili's first interview for someone. She didn't have much experience, but she was professional. She got into the mood very quickly, almost 360-degree, and asked all the questions.

Annie, whose real name is An, has no background in studying abroad. She is a proper local designer who graduated from Lumei. She is 26 years old this year and is single and unmarried.

Annie was already a little guilty, and when she saw her boss who was younger than herself, she was even more fearful than Tang Yili.

The interview was about to end, Tang Yili asked her: "Do you have any questions, do you want to ask me?"

This is a common code word in the workplace, so that the interviewer puts the issue of salary and treatment on the bright side and says,
It's not that Annie doesn't understand, she's just a little nervous: "I just hope that your company will give me a chance to do real design work. As for other things, the company can look at my performance for salary increase and promotion."

Tang Yili smiled knowingly.

"I understand."

"Then you..." Tang Yili originally wanted to say, you go back and wait for the notice - regardless of whether you are hired or not, this is the most common excuse.

But in the middle of the sentence, Tang Yili changed her words, "You wait for the personnel affairs, and she will talk to you about the entry details."

Annie's eyes lit up, "I was hired?"

Tang Yili nodded and smiled.

Such a sincere person, such a person who sacrificed his life to pursue his dreams, made her think of another person.

……

Tang Yili was delayed all afternoon by the interview, and she finally drove to the bar before the evening rush hour.

There are not many guests, accompanied by soft music, in twos and threes, they are all bowing their heads and whispering.

Tang Yili walked to the bar, but she didn't see Shen Lang. The bartender already knew Tang Yili, and shook a glass of powder blue cocktail with discerning eyes, and put it on the paper mat.

The crushed ice shines through the light, giving it a frosty feel.

Tang Yili put down her bag, pulled up the sleeves of her suit, and raised her glass to observe.

"What is that one?"

"It's green plums," the bartender called Dabao, and said with a smile, "I know you don't like pickled olives, so I changed it."

All the boys who hang out in this kind of place are not human beings. They understand women better than women. Tang Yili smiled and accepted the kindness.

She took a sip and said, delicious.

Dabao said, "As long as my sister likes it."

Tang Yili: "I'm only 21, you seem to be older than me."

"No." Dabao smiled and showed two small canine teeth, "I will always be eighteen."

Tang Yili raised the goblet, "I wish you eighteen forever."

Dabao stuck out his tongue.

This is probably the legendary little milk dog.

Tang Yili drank for a while, and asked why Shen Lang didn't come back.

"Brother Shen is checking the fire at the back. There are hundreds of small fire extinguishers. I have to check each one to see if they are working. I guess it will take a while."

This is in line with Shen Lang's personality of being hands-on, and Tang Yili didn't want to help. After staying for a while, feeling bored, he saw a pack of cold cigarettes on Dabao's operating table.

She asked: "My man, can I smoke?"

Dabao put down the wine glass he was wiping, and asked, "Sister, do you want to try it?"

Tang Yili was noncommittal, Dabao took out one and put it in front of her, while the lighter was already lit with the other hand.

The blue flames made a popping sound, as if to stir up the thirsty hearts.

Without hesitation, Tang Yili took one, held it between his middle finger and index finger, and moved forward slightly.

Dabao raised his wrist and helped her close it, the flame instantly licked the cigarette, followed by yellow sparks, flickering, Tang Yili took a puff, and the blue smoke went straight up.

It may be because of the cold smoke, it's not very strong, and it's not too spicy. After doing a circle of lung and heart circulation, Tang Yili felt a cool wind blowing into his body, blowing away the haze in his heart.

For three or five people, after smoking one, it seemed that it was not satisfying, so she asked Dabao for another one.

Dabao lighted it up for her again, and said with a smile, "My sister looks like she smokes, it's very tasty."

Across the gray-blue smoke, Tang Yili tilted his head slightly and looked straight at him, instantly looking charmingly at him.

"What does it taste like?" she asked.

"A taste that men like."

Tang Yili laughed, and Dabao laughed along with him. At the same time, he thoughtfully moved the ashtray forward, just touching Tang Yili's fingertips.

They lowered their eyebrows to look at the same time, and without waiting for a second to react, Shen Lang walked over carelessly.

"What are you smoking, smoking, I just finished checking the fire, and you are going to light the place, right?!"

He took away the remaining half of Tang Yili's cigarette and put it in the ashtray.

Dabao withdrew his hand, walked to the other side of the bar, and continued to wipe the wine glass. Shen Lang glanced at him, and sat on the high stool with long legs, asking Tang Yili.

"I see that after the breakup, you are living a pretty chic life."

Tang Yili smiled indifferently: "Otherwise?"

"I deserve to cry, you should be happy."

Shen Lang snorted: "I have nothing to be happy about. You are all my friends. I feel sorry for you when you make trouble like this. If I had known earlier, you might as well not be together."

"You are not the same kind of people."

(End of this chapter)