Feed the tiger with her

Chapter 117 Effective Social Networking
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Lu Yin changed his car, Maybach to Cullinan. Not to mention the expensive car, the driver is even more expensive and scary.

On the way to the restaurant, two girls sat in the back row, neither talking.

Song Ange's expression was so dignified and elegant all the way.

When they were seated in the restaurant, Lu Yin said to go to the bathroom, but Song Ange went crazy as soon as he left.

"I'll go, Jian Zhiyan, your old baby is too..." Song Ange couldn't find any adjectives, grabbed the tablecloth, and said forcefully, "It's just such a high-end product, you are still awkward and dissatisfied, tell me to say What are you doing!"

Jian Zhiyan: "I want to say it quickly, otherwise you won't have a chance when someone comes back later."

Song Ange listened to the persuasion and began to comment.

"I thought you were looking for a man, just like Bai Chengqi, the tuberculous man—"

"Bai Chengqi tricked you into messing with you!"

"OK!" Song Ange raised his hands, "Don't mention him, just this one."

"Damn it! This one, just look at that face, you can make money if you can sleep with him, let alone the old baby is rich and powerful, I warn you, I don't care what you do with him, the customer relationship is up to you You have to help me take care of it!"

Jian Zhiyan paused every word, "Song Ange, you are selling friends for glory."

"I want to sell myself, or else! Just now on the road, the old baby glanced at you three times from the rearview mirror, and I counted them all, Jian Zhiyan, no matter what, be brave and tie him up! Hold him tight! Fasten it to your waistband!"

Jian Zhiyan glared at her sisters, but she was not as strong as she seemed in her heart - she wouldn't want to tie Lu Yin, but could she do it.

Lu Yin came back, bringing with him a burst of clear fragrance, which came from his cologne.

"What are you talking about? I'm watching you two chatting happily from a distance."

He sat down and started the first topic.

Jian Zhiyan smiled coldly, but in her heart she said, we are going to be torn apart because of you, which one of your eyes sees that we are chatting happily, cut it.

Song Ange was different.

As the saying goes, the customer is God, and she is very passionate about God, "Just now Zhiyan told me that when she first joined Jinjing, Mr. Lu helped her. Later, when she was preparing for the exam, Mr. Lu gave her tutoring. We In other words, Mr. Lu really takes good care of Zhiyan."

The corner of Lu Yin's mouth couldn't help twitching, he looked at Jian Zhiyan, and asked her.

"Is that what you tell your friends about me?"

"Yes, Mr. Lu has always taken good care of me." Jian Zhiyan took a sip of water, otherwise she was afraid that she would come out.

But what is even more satisfying is Song Ange's next words.

"I heard that Mr. Lu, you also graduated from Yale, so we are brothers and sisters in the same school, right?"

Lu Yin smiled: "It is."

Song Ange was happy: "Mr. Lu is not only my senior brother, but also a major client of the law firm. If there is a chance in the future... please ask Mr. Lu to take care of my performance."

Lu Yin deliberately looked at Jian Zhiyan, paused for a few seconds, and said to Song Ange with a smile.

"no problem."

The waiter starts serving the food.

Jian Zhiyan, who felt that she was super invincible and ashamed, took advantage of this gap to secretly send a text message to Song Ange.

[Ancestor, did you come out to be conspicuous? ! 】

Song Ange took the phone under the table, closed it after reading it, with a calm expression on his face.

She didn't care about Jian Zhiyan, she was very satisfied with her effective social interaction, anyway, her purpose of doing the work had been achieved, and the next step was to concentrate on cooking.

Jian Zhiyan didn't have such a good appetite as Song Ange, she drank water with her head down, and kept secretly looking at Lu Yin.

When he went to the law firm today, he should not only talk about business affairs, but also catch up with friends. He still dressed well, but it was not formal. He went, a suit of English tailoring, showing the dark shirt underneath, without a tie, Two buttons were undone casually.

Moreover, Lu Yin was rarely talkative today.

He took the initiative to talk about the last time.

"I made an appointment last time. I wanted to see Ms. Song. Zhiyan even made a reservation for the restaurant, but I didn't go in the end. I made you wait all night for nothing. I'm very sorry."

"...This meal, it's my compensation."

It turned out that the meal was not eaten for no reason, the old man was waiting here.

Song Ange and Jian Zhiyan exchanged glances, noncommittal, and Jian Zhiyan was even more shocked.

But Song Ange was more willing to vent her anger on behalf of her sisters. She wanted to question, make things difficult, and save some face for Jian Zhiyan, so she took the lead in attacking her.

"Mr. Lu is a busy person. It's nothing to miss an appointment, and it's not important to me, but that meal was different for Zhiyan. You are her boss—" the tone turned three times, "Jing Ren .”

"Old BJ man?" Lu Yin raised his eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, Song Ange coughed violently. That's right, she almost uttered her usual teasing title, Tulu, and she almost choked to death when she received it.

Jian Zhiyan reached out her hand symbolically, and patted Song Ange on the back, with a look of lovelessness on her face.

Lu Yin has seen countless people, and has seen many wonderful people and things, whether it is at work or among friends, but today, the two girls opposite him are all children in his opinion.

Especially when Jian Zhiyan and Song Ange got together, she completely revealed her other side that was not well known to others - restlessness, bad temper, and a little shyness.

Seeing such a simple face, Lu Yin didn't mind being secretly nicknamed, so after the whole meal, only Lu Yin was the happiest.

After dinner, the neon lights of the city are shining brightly.

When they went back, Lu Yin was still driving, and Song Ange and Jian Zhiyan were sitting behind.

After a meal, Song Ange was no longer cautious when she came, and she took the initiative to report her home address—Mother Song's home in the old city, which is far from the restaurant and takes 10 minutes by car.

"Send me off first. I'm in a hurry to go home. After sending me off, Mr. Lu, please send Zhiyan home. You have to send it upstairs."

"Otherwise I'm not worried."

Song Ange's intentions were too obvious, Jian Zhiyan couldn't help but glared at her, Song Ange winked at her in turn, and as soon as the two came together, Lu Yin didn't look back, and still had that calm expression.

After sending off Song Ange, he drove to Jian Zhiyan's building, and the atmosphere in the car was as hot as someone wished.

From Jian Zhiyan's perspective, he could just see half of Lu Yin's shoulder. Before getting into the car, he had already taken off his suit jacket, his cuffs were slightly rolled up, revealing a white wrist, and he was returning the steering wheel.

The man's movements blocked most of his face, but did not affect his naturally outstanding silhouette at all.

In the corner where no one was around, Jian Zhiyan looked a little greedy, but she had to look away, because Lu Yin got out of the car first, walked around the rear of the car, and opened the door on Jian Zhiyan's side.

"I'll take you up."

Jian Zhiyan: "No need, An Ge is careless, sometimes you can't speak well, so you don't have to listen to her."

"Let's go, don't disappoint others."

Lu Yin sighed with a smile, bent over and held Jian Zhiyan's hand,

(End of this chapter)