ace female assistant

Chapter 6

Cen Qinghe was indeed muttering in her heart, but the aura emanating from Shang Shaocheng was so strong that she didn't dare to say no for a while, so she had to get in the car first.

As soon as she sat in the co-pilot, Shang Shaocheng beside her asked, "Is there a place for breakfast nearby?"

Cen Qinghe has only been in Yecheng for three days, and she can't tell the difference between southeast and north, but Shang Shaocheng next to her has a sullen face, as if someone owed him money, she didn't dare to offend him, so she had to fight with her life recall.

"Go down this street, and there is a place for breakfast on the left." On the first day she just came, it was only six or seven o'clock in the morning when she got off the train, and she saw it on the way here.

When Shang Shaocheng heard the words, he didn't say a word, but stepped on the accelerator.The McLaren, which only needs one second to accelerate from [-] meters, can't show its true strength on the main road of Night City with full speed limit. At best, it is a wind.

However, Cen Qinghe still feels that today's road is no less than two-thirds shorter than before.In the blink of an eye, the sports car stopped at the place where she said she had breakfast.

In the open space in front of a residential area, several stalls selling noodles and steamed buns are connected together.

Cen Qinghe didn't think there was anything wrong with this place, but he was just glad in his heart that there was, if not, wouldn't it be a lie to Shang Shaocheng?

She didn't see Shang Shaocheng's brow behind the sunglasses, she frowned slightly, her eyes were a little unhappy.

But he still didn't say anything, he pushed open the car door, and stepped out with one stride of his long legs.

Cen Qinghe got up and vomited several times last night, her stomach is empty now, she was not hungry before, but now she smelled the fragrance of noodles, she moved her index finger, found the nearest booth and sat down, then asked herself with a smile Shang Shaocheng who was still standing beside him said, "What do you want to eat?"

Shang Shaocheng picked up the roll of toilet paper on the table, tore a large piece, lowered his head to wipe the plastic chair, and said calmly, "Whatever you want."

Cen Qinghe secretly said hypocritically, what kind of idol burden is there to eat here.

Turning her head, she said to the stall owner, "Please give us two bowls of beef noodles."

"Okay, do you want chili?"

Cen Qinghe asked Shang Shaocheng who was busy wiping the table after sitting down: "Do you want chili?"

"Ah."

Cen Qinghe turned his head and said: "Both, please put more chili and vinegar in one of the bowls."

The boss cooked the noodles in response, and Cen Qinghe glanced at Shang Shaocheng, and finally couldn't help asking: "Director Shang asked me to come out, is there any business to do?"

Shang Shaocheng seriously lowered his head to wipe the table. Hearing this, he didn't raise his head, but opened and closed his lips, and replied aloud: "You will know later."

Cen Qinghe had had enough of his aloofness, and he was really difficult to get along with. If it wasn't for the sake of work, she wouldn't bother to meet him face to face.

She tried not to talk to him for half a minute, but the atmosphere around her seemed to be even more embarrassing. Cen Qinghe was a person who couldn't stand embarrassment. She swore that she didn't want to take the initiative to talk to him, but had no choice.

"Director Shang usually doesn't eat from street stalls, does he?"

After Cen Qinghe asked, he thought that he would speak casually again, but in the end he replied in a distracted way: "You can have supper, but you can't get up for breakfast."

Seeing that the conversation was going well, Cen Qinghe asked, "Then why did you get up today?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "I didn't sleep all night." He asked the question knowingly.

Cen Qinghe had a faint smile on his face, but actually roared from the bottom of his heart.Damn, what are you pretending to be?He didn't sleep all night, how did she know?Will you chat?
While waiting for the meeting, Cen Qinghe watched the man opposite him almost wipe the table with napkins, so he finally put a few pieces of paper under his elbows before he started fiddling with his mobile phone.

She almost couldn't help but make a noise, it would have been like this earlier, why waste so much paper?
Fortunately, two bowls of hot beef noodles were served soon. Cen Qinghe took a pair of disposable chopsticks and handed them to him.

Shang Shaocheng answered the phone, talking less and listening more. Cen Qinghe didn't know what was going on, but raised her head inadvertently, and she suddenly saw the sunglasses in front of him, which were pushed to the top of her head at some point.

At this time, he was looking down, picked up a strand of noodles with his left hand, blew on it, and sent it to his mouth.

Not knowing what the person on the other end of the phone said, he frowned impatiently, and said vaguely, "Don't leave any pot unopened, I'll be back in a while."

Xu felt that someone was staring at him, Shang Shaocheng looked up at Cen Qinghe.

At this glance, Cen Qinghe met his dark pupils, and instantly had the illusion of being electrocuted.

This man, from yesterday's voice to today's appearance, to the entire appearance at this moment, he is like a gift box that has been unwrapped from big to small, and he can always surprise her.

They stared at each other for three seconds, until a slight displeasure flashed in Shang Shaocheng's eyes, and he took the initiative to look away, Cen Qinghe suddenly realized, and quickly lowered his head.

Thousands of muddy horses galloped past her heart, and she instinctively used chopsticks to stir the noodles in the bowl to ease the embarrassment.I really want to put my face in the noodle bowl, stare at others and be found out, it's already embarrassing enough, and I'm disgusted by the other party.

Shang Shaocheng put down his chopsticks after only one bite, got up and went to answer the phone in the distance.Cen Qinghe stared at his back openly, his heart was still beating.

This man, he really should have been wearing sunglasses all the time, so he couldn't show those eyes.

Lowering her head to eat noodles again, Cen Qinghe suddenly became a little concerned about her dress and makeup today. She never imagined that Shengtian's marketing director of the sales department would be so young and handsome.Now she finally understands why he has such an arrogant and domineering attitude yesterday, because he has the capital!

While thinking about it in my heart, suddenly a familiar voice came from behind: "Have you finished eating?"

She was startled, and when she turned her head, Shang Shaocheng was elusive. He was still on the phone in front of her before, but after a while, he came around behind her.

Putting down the chopsticks subconsciously, Cen Qinghe glanced at the barely moving face, regretting in his heart, but said: "It's over."

(End of this chapter)