Stand-In Boyfriend Fu Zheng Ji

Chapter 102 Special Lunch

Zhang Ling softened her heart after listening to Mr. Mi's expression.

Although President Mi's appearance caused her a lot of trouble, the morning meeting did help her out.

Thinking about it this way, she was indeed a little too heartless.

So she couldn't help feeling a trace of guilt welling up in her heart.

She looked at Mr. Mi with a bit of regret and said:

"Okay. I can have lunch with you. But let's say we're just having a meal together. Otherwise, I'd rather leave now."

Mr. Mi was really careful at first, thinking about giving the gift he had prepared before leaving.

But it feels like Zhang Ling has seen through his little thoughts.

Thinking about it carefully, it is really inappropriate to give such an expensive gift to only friends.

What's more, the other party is a woman.

Naturally sensitive to gifts from men.

He could only smile frankly and say:
"Okay, it's up to you, we just have a simple lunch."

Mr. Mi thought that it would be a good memory to have the last lunch with his beloved woman before leaving.

Why ask for too much?
Only then did Zhang Ling follow Mr. Mi back to the western restaurant again.

Mr. Mi didn't book the venue this time, didn't arrange special background music, and didn't have that sad tone...

This time, she was obviously much more at ease.

However, there was an acquainted gossip colleague in the distance, who should have left after eating.

After seeing Zhang Ling follow Mr. Mi to come in again.

So he returned to his seat and continued to pretend to eat.

Immediately afterwards, various rumors flew across the group of colleagues.

The most accusations are that Zhang Ling is the kind of bad woman who uses her body in exchange for excellent work performance.

Because someone picked up photos of Zhang Ling eating with Chen Jian and Li Xiang successively.

So it is not difficult to guess that she asked Bie Shanliu to get the cooperation case of Zhihua Technology.

It can even make Mr. Mi lose the opportunity to cooperate, but he is still infatuated with Zhang Ling.

Because Mr. Mi looked at Zhang Ling's face really like an infatuated man.

Of course, it was impossible for her to see or hear these gossips immediately.

They sat face to face at a table, except for a few simple greetings, the dull atmosphere made each other deeply depressed.

In order to ease the current atmosphere, she decided to take the initiative to joke:

"Mr. Mi, every time I see you, I give people a different feeling. I wonder if you have a severe split personality? That's why you have many faces."

The knife and fork in Mr. Mi's hand seemed to be frozen. If she hadn't seen the people around her moving, she would have suspected that time had stood still.

More than ten seconds passed.

Mr. Mi's breath made her feel suffocated.

Just like in the Xianxia drama, Xiao Xiami meets a peerless master, if she doesn't get up and escape, she will most likely be buried here.

She felt that Mr. Mi must have found it difficult to answer this question.

In other words, this question cannot be answered at all by Mi Zong with his current personality.

Of course, there is another reason for the delay in waiting for an answer.

That is, no one in this world is willing to admit that he is sick.

Admitting that you are sick sometimes takes a lot of courage.

Even if you are really sick!

now.

Not far away, the band accompaniment ended, Mr. Mi shook his head as if he just came back to his senses and said:

"The second quartet, the third measure, the second tone, the cello should be raised by another half tone..."

Mr. Mi made more than a dozen mistakes in one breath.

It felt like he was a professional musician.

"Ah, your expression has been serious for a long time, so that's why?" Mr. Mi's answer made Zhang Ling surprised.

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Ling also felt something was wrong.

At this time, Mr. Mi seems to be a famous musician with international reputation.

Yes, even every cell in his body seemed to be restless because of the discordant notes just appeared.

Questioning that those performers are not worthy of playing, there is a tendency to fight eagerly.

If it wasn't for Zhang Ling's pull, Mr. Mi might have run over to discuss with the performers.

Obviously, he didn't open his mouth to answer her question, but explained a fact with practical actions.

At this moment, he changed his personality again.

She didn't expect the plot that only exists in film and television dramas.

Now let her see it with her own eyes.

However, although Mr. Mi's personality has switched, he still knows Zhang Ling.

"I was impulsive. Zhang Ling, you seemed to ask me a question just now. Sorry, I was distracted. Can you say what you asked again?"

She was not surprised when she heard his words, as if she had already expected the result.

She even guessed that Mr. Mi's personality change was directly related to the active questioning.

So she didn't dare to repeat the previous question easily, and deliberately answered with excuses:

"Ah, hehe, it's nothing. In fact, what you said just now can be regarded as an answer."

Because she remembered the personality switching in the film and television drama, and was worried that because of the problem just now, it would be bad if he switched to a devil personality.

A bit of doubt appeared on Mr. Mi's face, but because of his subconscious trust in Zhang Ling, he still chose to accept Zhang Ling's answer.

During the period, the band in the western restaurant continued to play famous songs.

Mr. Mi listened to the performance of the current band, and sometimes introduced the relevant stories about the composer when the music was created;

Sometimes when it comes to rising, and seeing Zhang Ling's explanations to him are incomprehensible, he will always find a way to dance and perform.

Try to make her hear as much as possible about the joy of combining notes in music.

But most still accuse the band of being too amateurish.

Like a master fortune teller, he can determine the main occupation of each other through the mistakes made by everyone in the band.

For example, the man who played the cello must be a professional whitewasher.

Because when he plays the cello, he always drops a half note habitually.

Zhang Ling originally thought that Mr. Mi was just trying to make the language more interesting.

He deliberately said a few joking words.

Mr. Mi saw that Zhang Ling was a little suspicious of his guess, so he deliberately called the foreman to inquire.

The result, shockingly the same.

Of course, even if Mr. Mi guessed the occupations of two or three people in a row, he was correct.

Zhang Ling would not fully believe it either.

Because of the sudden "encounter" with Mr. Mi, and his careful arrangements during the meal together.

Zhang Ling did have reason to believe that everything Mr. Mi said was carefully arranged.

However, he is sensitive to music and speaks eloquently about related music theory knowledge.

Let Zhang Ling have reason to believe that Mr. Mi has indeed had professional experience in this area.

She felt that Mr. Mi must be a good and dedicated teacher if he were to be a composition teacher in college.

Because when he explained the relevant professional knowledge, even she, a layman with no foundation, could understand it, and even wanted to join in it with interest.

When she was very interested, she borrowed the violin and played a part at will.

The sound of the violin was so ugly that besides attracting complaints from many restaurant diners, even she herself began to dislike that she was not that material.

But Mr. Mi is still praised by everyone that she is very talented.

More than a quarter of the notes in the first piece of music were played correctly.

Is this complimenting her?

She heard the complaints of many people expressing doubts in her ears.

Of course, those complaints should be more about the noise she made in public.

She could only suppress the interest in her heart and stop disturbing the people.

When those gossiping colleagues took the opportunity to take an intimate photo of Mr. Mi teaching her to play the violin.

And spread the intimate photos crazily among colleagues.

It is said that the reason why Zhang Ling interacted so closely with Mr. Mi is that she compensated Mr. Mi for not signing a contract with the group in the morning.

Therefore, it is also "completely confirmed" Zhang Ling's remarks that rely on her body to obtain excellent performance.

Man, it's so weird sometimes!
When jealous, he would always speculate about her insanely and maliciously.

Because of jealousy, more people, when hearing rumors, have always used their mouths to narrate what they think is the truth.

The meal finally came to an end after Master Mi's piano music.

What's the name of the song?
When Mr. Mi said it, she obviously felt that she had listened carefully, and she also felt that she had really remembered it.

But what made her a little puzzled was that after leaving the western restaurant and completely separating from Mr. Mi, her brain seemed to shut down, and she directly lost all the specific memories of the meal with Mr. Mi.

She only remembered the meal she had with Mr. Mi and what they ate.

Go to work in the afternoon.

Bie Shanliu followed Zhang Ling's instructions and continued to follow up the cooperation case with Zhihua Technology.

Xiao Jin rushed to her desk with a stack of documents in her arms.

"Vice President Zhang, have you heard from anyone?"

Looking at Xiao Jin's worried expression focused on her, Zhang Ling guessed that most of the company was spreading the latest rumors about her again.

"What did you hear?" She deliberately pretended to be confused.

Because she learned to watch Xiao Jin's performance with the mentality of watching a movie.

By the way, I will rate Xiao Jin's performance again.

I am afraid that only she can experience this kind of fun.

"Someone took an intimate photo of you and Mr. Mi, and attached the intimate photo of you and Mr. Chen and Mr. Li of Zhihua Technology. They accused you of being a scumbag who started chaotically and ended up abandoning her. They said that you already had Mrs. Chen Jian and Li have thought about it, and they are shameless and public with Mr. Mi..."

Seeing Xiao Jin getting more and more excited as she talked, she cooperated with surprise and anger and continued:
"What! Then they said in a high-profile way that I am not worthy of the position of vice president, and strongly demanded that I take the blame and resign immediately."

Before Xiao Jin finished speaking, he was surprised to find that Zhang Ling had said everything she wanted to say directly.

Looking at Zhang Ling with a bit of admiration on her puzzled face, she said:
"Vice President Zhang, haven't you heard the rumors? This..."

Zhang Ling said with a bit of sarcasm:
"They are also at the end of their rope. They can't bring me down in a fair manner at work. They can only use this kind of indecent method. Create some false public opinion to smear me. Try to make me retreat in spite of difficulties."

"Yes, yes, yes! Vice President Zhang, you are right." Xiao Jin quickly agreed.

"It seems that I overestimated their ability, but they ridiculously underestimated my ability. Just wait. Let's see who has the last laugh?"

In Zhang Ling's eyes, there was an unending momentum!

Although she, Zhang Ling, is unwilling to target someone easily.

He was thinking of using tricks to get the gossiping manager Ming to leave.

Some people who are dying to dance on the edge of the cliff can settle down a little bit.

Unexpectedly, some people would continue to die even worse.

Then she is still willing to grant some people's wish to die.

Looking at Zhang Ling's chilling eyes, Xiao Jin took several steps back in fright.

"That...Vice President Zhang, you, are you okay?"

Seeing Xiao Jin's cautious appearance, Zhang Ling put on a smile and said:

"It's okay. Show me the photo you just mentioned."

She wanted to confirm whether the photo had been maliciously edited?
If someone has maliciously modified it, then she can directly call the police and let the police intervene to deal with these rumor makers.

Xiao Jin sent the photo to Zhang Ling with some trembling.

After some technical inspection it was found that the photo had not been edited.

But there was one thing that puzzled Zhang Ling.

It stands to reason that the longer the distance between things, the more blurred people's memory should be.

When seeing the related photos of Chen Jian and Li Xiang, can her brain immediately recall what happened at that time?
I can even clearly remember every word and every action they said at that time.

On the contrary, when I saw the intimate picture of Professor Mi playing the violin in the photo.

It has been less than two hours since this happened.

But she didn't have the slightest impression of the content in the photo.

Therefore, she is sure that the photos must have been artificially synthesized later by someone with a heart.

She exhausted all known technical means to check, and found no trace of post-synthesis.

Strange!

Since the photos are real.

But why can't she remember the words and deeds at that time?

So she called Mr. Mi, trying to recall what happened at that time through a few words from the other party?
The phone was connected but no one answered for a long time.

This afternoon, she was a little restless and called Mr. Mi no less than a hundred times.

In the end, there was still no one answering, and in the end, they simply heard the reminder from the other party to hang up.

She faintly felt that something was wrong with this matter.

It felt like I had fallen into a bigger trap.

But she doesn't know who is behind the scenes?
Lee Hee!

The first person she ruled out was Li Xi.

Because Zhang Ling felt that Li Xi's IQ would never be able to arrange such a big game.

A bureau that left her with absolutely no memory of what happened for two hours.

The phone rang.

When she saw that it was Li Xiang who was calling, she glanced at the time on the wall clock, and she was off work.

Only then did he remember the appointment to go to Chen Jian's blind date.

Thinking that if she had the chance, she would tell Li Xiang what happened today, and ask Li Xiang to help him think about what happened?

After a simple call, it was too early for Chen Jian to make an appointment for a blind date, and Li Xiang planned to have dinner together.

Zhang Ling agreed in order to call Yan Yuan together.

However, she did not inform Li Xiang in advance that Yan Yuan also wanted to go together.

Worried about whether Li Xiang will be angry because of this?
Do not!
Why should she care if Li Xiang will be angry?
So a person stood at the door of the agreed hotel and hesitated.

She is not struggling with this idea of ​​her own, which means that she has fallen in love with Li Xiang subconsciously.

That's why he was concerned about Li Xiang's true thoughts.

She wondered what reason she should use?
Let Li Xiang readily accept the fact that she called Yan Yuan.

Her shoulder felt like an electric shock, and then the familiar voice came from her ear.

"Hey, what are you doing? You're standing here waiting for me. As expected, my best sister treats me so well!"

She turned her head to look at Yan Yuan and said in a panic:

"I want to die! I was scared to death. Why did you come here?"

Yan Yuan glanced at his watch, and explained with a bit of grievance:
"I'm not late! Look for yourself, but I came 5 minutes earlier than the appointed time."

"Oh, indeed!" Zhang Ling also looked at the watch and said.

Yan Yuan grabbed her wrist and said impatiently:
"Let's go, let's go in quickly. Don't make Li Xiang wait in a hurry."

Zhang Ling broke free and hesitated a bit:
"Wait! I, I didn't tell Li Xiang that you would come. How can this be explained?"

Yan Yuan was stunned for a while, then smiled and said:
"Let's go. Why do you think so much? Don't forget that you are Xiaodouzi's parents. How can a family need so many reasons?"

While talking, Zhang Ling was grabbed by Yan Yuan's wrist again and walked into the restaurant.

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