Good Morning, Mr. President!

There was an accident and surprise in her eyes. Standing there for a long time.

It was ... it was him.

"Fish, look at him! It's him!" Qi Jinnian was as excited as seeing his idol, "He was the last time I told you, Vice President Yu."

Jing Yu turned back.

The man stepped on the red carpet step by step, waving his hand and the people on both sides motioned. Although he was young, he was calm and courageous. But Jingyu never expected that this man turned out to be the vice president of their country.

Now thinking about it, how ridiculous she used to think he was a man on the underworld. No wonder, he once said that his world was **** from adulthood, and the political path has never been bright.

"Yuer, how dare you?" Qi Jinnian didn't know what she was thinking at the moment, she just dragged her and asked, "How is it? Are they handsome? Compared with President Bai, they are completely comparable. Right? "

Jing Yu was absent-minded and did not respond. At this time I saw the pedestrian walking towards them. Although the people are enthusiastic, fortunately, they are still very sensible, and no one rushes up.

He smiled and saluted. Gaze lingered from where she was, but it didn't take a second more to pass. As if she didn't see her presence, or even if she did, her presence was nothing special to him.

Qi Jinnian's lame, discouraged, "I thought he would see us! I waved so hard, in vain."

"Once you're done, they are the vice president and not a star." Jing Yu couldn't bear to hold her hand that was still immortal, "Everyone has passed, and you ca n’t see your arm broken."

"You're not disappointed?"

"Why be disappointed?" Jing Yu was silent for a moment, and then added a low sentence: "I don't like him."

"Yes, you don't like anyone except Liang Shengyi."

She suddenly mentioned Liang Shengyi, and Jing Yu felt a faint pain in her heart. Suddenly, Qi Jinnian realized that she should not mention this, and busyly said, "Sorry, Yuer, I didn't mention this intentionally."

Jing Yu shook her head and twitched her lips. "It's okay. It doesn't matter."

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At this moment.

On the other side of the square, on the bustling street, Wen Yanzhi's car was parked in front of a cake shop. He was not interested in sweets, and he didn't understand why he would like the sweet and greasy stuff, but because there was no parking space in the whole square, there was only one left here.

He pushed the car door and got out. In order not to be driven away by the owner of the cake shop, I went in and wanted to buy a cake and make it.

"Welcome." He stepped in, followed by a clear teenage voice following the heating.

The sound ...?

He raised his eyebrow slightly and looked at the counter, his charming eyes were a little brighter.

I saw the teenager wearing a dark blue pullover and an apron on the front. On the head was a white cake hat, which shoved all the hair in, revealing a smooth and beautiful forehead, looking fresher and younger, as if the sharp sun just emerged.

Sure enough, being young is good! This look is so pleasing whatever you want.

Wen Yanzhi sighed.

Jing Rong was packing the cake of a previous guest. He didn't hear the answer and looked up suspiciously. It was a moment of surprise to see the people. But didn't say anything, just passed the cake to the guests in front, "Please take it. Welcome back next time."

The teenager who has passed the period of changing voices still has a clear and pleasant voice and is polite. Coaxed the girl holding the cake with joy and blushing, and said that she would definitely come again next time.

"嘁 ~" Wen Yanzhi leaned crookedly on the counter, looked back at the girl who had left, and glanced back at Jing Rong. There was a bit of fun in the charming eyes. "Last time I saw you, I thought you were boring One, it turned out to coax the girl so well. "

Jing Rong didn't answer him, but just asked, "What do you want to buy?"

Wen Yanzhi was disappointed to see that he was unwilling to answer his own words. Point your finger at random, "take whatever you like."

Jing Rong bent over and took out a Shu Fu Lei, Wen Yanzhi held his chin with one hand, and asked with a smile, "How do you like such a mother ... no, girl-like things?"

Jing Rong didn't answer, but skillfully took out a cake box and packed it. Wen Yanzhi was not answered again, it was very embarrassing, only to relieve the atmosphere by talking to himself, "also, such a thin skin and tender meat, just like a little girl, like these things is reasonable."

Jing Rong glanced at him, and said lightly, "This is the cake you just pointed to, it has nothing to do with me."

"It turned out that I didn't want you to be happy, and then you were willing to return to me, what a weird temperament you have."

"I'm at work now." Jing Rong handed the packaged Shu Fulei to him, "Do you need anything else? If not, 35 yuan."

Wen Yanzhi gave him a glance, and then pointed several times in the freezer, "This, that, and that over there, forget it, you packed all three rows."

"so much?"

Wen Yanzhi said ‘ang’, and yelled, “There are many girlfriends, and one for each, but it ’s just good.”

Jing Rong couldn't help but look at Wen Yan with a subtle look. The so-called gathering of things and things, he now feels that this person's friends and sister are definitely inappropriate.

"What's your expression?" Wen Yanzhi thought that look was full of contempt.

"I'll pack it for you right away." Jing Rong took out a large stack of boxes and came out.

Wen Yanzhi leaned there, watching his busy appearance, and asked him, "Aren't you a high school senior, why not study hard and come here to work?"

"Today weekend. I'll rest."

"What weekend does the Senior Three Party have?" Wen Yanzhi looked at him carefully and asked tentatively, "Are you short of money?"

Jing Rong didn't speak.

This boy, he bit his own private affairs very tightly, and refused to say more than one word.

He didn't believe that he could not open the boy's mouth.

Wen Yanzhi raised her eyebrows. "As far as I know, your sister usually gives you living expenses. Why, now your sister treats you badly?"

"You don't talk nonsense." Jing Rong looked up. The eyes that have been peaceful all the time, on this topic, there are waves, "My sister is very nice, I have always given me money."

"Then what do you work for then? Does your sister know?"

Jing Rong lowered his head. "This is my own business."

"That's because your sister doesn't know." Wen Yanzhi smiled lightly, and was quite interested in his affairs. "Tell me, why do you need money?"

Jing Rong wasn't going to return to him, but he seemed to know that he would be that way, and added a sentence leisurely: "It doesn't matter if you don't say, I'll ask your sister. By the way, how much is your sister's phone number, Let me see, it seems to be on my phone. "