I Deliver Food In a Lamborghini

Since being with Nan Zhe, Qi Yan worked harder and was busier than before.

The only person who knows the reason is only the businessman in her studio, Song Huan. e

The two have known each other since university, and Song Huan is her senior sister. At first, when she first opened the studio, things were not going well. After Song Huan knew about it, she invested a sum of money, accompanied her to start a business, and helped her socialize everywhere.

The two have long been good girlfriends who talk about everything.

During that time, Song Huan felt that her body was overwhelmed and advised her to stop first.

"It's not an option for you to go on like this. Workaholic, take a few days off, just in time to make an appointment with Mr. Xiaonan."

The gap between the two cannot be caught up in such a short period of time. Song Huan feels sorry for Qi Yan.

"When was the last time you two saw each other?"

While packing up the equipment, Qi Yan replied, "I just saw it yesterday."

"Ah? Why didn't I know, Mr. Xiao Nan came to the studio?" Song Huan was in the studio all day yesterday, and he never heard of Nan Zhe coming.

After all, every time Nan Zhe came here, the whole studio would be very excited.

"Didn't I work overtime last night, he came to pick me up, and we had supper together. It can be considered a date."

"...Then how many times have you met this month?"

"Counting last night, five times. This frequency is not bad." See each other for about four days.

"You are really easy to please. Isn't it always Xiao Nan who comes to look for you, so you should take the initiative." In Song Huan's view, with Nan Zhe's status, there is no shortage of girls around.

Qi Yan was in love for the first time again, she was afraid that Qi Yan would suffer, and wanted her to keep an eye on Nan Zhe.

"Oh, by the way, you didn't miss Xiao Nan last time, but this time it's just right, the two of you take the time to go on a trip. Don't talk about it for a long time, but a short-term one like two or three days is definitely fine."

Qi Yan was a little moved, but when she thought of work, she hesitated.

After all, they are best friends, once Qi Yan frowned, Song Huan knew what she was thinking, "Don't worry about the studio, leave it to me, it's only two or three days, what can happen."

"When it comes to love, you always have to talk about it, and you have to go back and forth. Otherwise, in the future, there will be times when you cry."

"Okay, I see." Qi Yan took her words to heart.

When she got home that night, she sent a message to Nan Zhe, "Brother Nan, are you busy recently?"

Seeing that he did not reply to the message for a long time, Qi Yan checked the time and went to take a bath first.

It was only when she came out that she saw Nan Zhe's reply.

"Why, do you want to see me?"

On the other hand, Nan Zhe is still in a meeting at the company. He is not a person who likes to work overtime, and he is definitely the first one to get off work in the company. It must be very important to keep him in the company at this time.

Seeing his news, Qi Yan didn't hold back. After admitting it, he went straight to the point: "I plan to rest for three days recently. If you have time, let's go shopping nearby?"

Forget about places that are too far away for three days, but fortunately, the surrounding cities are also very distinctive.

For so many years, she has not been to many places, only a handful of them. The Huaicheng area has only been in the Jiangcheng Huaicheng, so it is still very fresh, but I don't know if Nanzhe wants to go.

After getting out of the elevator, the phone in the secretary's hand vibrated. Because Nan Zhe was looking at the documents, he helped to take down the phone first.

Seeing the wechat message, the secretary didn't take it seriously, and was about to continue discussing the project with Nan Zhe when he saw Nan Zhe handing it to him with a free hand.

The secretary was stunned, and he reacted and put the phone in his palm.

Nan Zhe was not in a hurry to read the news, and handed him the signed document, "It's getting late, let's get off work."

"Alright Mr. Nan." The secretary responded and followed him out.

On the way back to the office, Nan Zhe took the time to open WeChat. After seeing the message from Qi Yan, he once thought that he was too tired from overtime and had hallucinations.

The secretary was just about to go back to his place to take his coat and leave. Before he could put down the documents, he saw the man not far in front suddenly turn around and walk towards him quickly.

Secretary: "Do you have anything else to do? Do you still need a driver?"

According to Nan Zhe's habit, he usually drives by himself, unless there is entertainment or a party.

Nan Zhe waved his hand and asked him about business: "Help me free for the next three days, I have something to do."

"..." The secretary checked the itinerary, a little embarrassed, and hesitated to speak.

Seeing his expression, Nan Zhe leaned against the table, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Xiao Nan, have you forgotten that the store in Xinbei will open the day after tomorrow, you should be there."

Nan Zhe hesitated, "Is there anything else? Pick the important one."

"In the next three days, the others can be pushed away, but this one in Xinbei..."

"It's simple, just go with someone else." Nan Zhe turned the phone around and quickly thought of a suitable candidate. "I'll discuss it with Nan Xi and ask him to go there on my behalf."

"...But if you let the second son go, can the old man explain it?"

The secretary has also been with Nan Zhe for some years, and he is an alumni of another school in high school, so he has a basic understanding of the situation of Nan's family.

Mr. Nan wholeheartedly wanted to put Nan Zhe, the crown prince, on the throne, and even tried to let Nan Zhe replace Nan Zhe's father Nan Zhengning in the group. Although Nan Zhe's two uncles have no opinion on the surface, they don't seem to be unambitious people, including Nan Xi. The secretary was worried that they would take advantage of them.

"There's nothing wrong with that." Nan Zhe didn't know what to think, and sneered: "Believe it or not, just Nan Xi, even if I give him this position today, he won't dare to come up."

As far as the Nan family members are concerned, Nan Zhe knows best what they are like on the surface and what they are like in private.

Nan Xi just graduated not long ago, so he doesn't have this ability yet.

"Then where are you going? Do you need me to arrange it for you?" Thinking of Nan Zhe secretly watching the love tutorials on the official account at work, the secretary guessed that he should be going on a date this time.

"Not for the time being, I will find you later."

Nan Zhe has no plans yet, and he doesn't know where Qi Yan wants to go.

"Oh, that's right." He fell back again and humbly asked for advice: "Is there any more interesting place nearby."

"nearby?"

The secretary scratched his head, "You're embarrassing me a bit, don't you know more about the fun in Jiangcheng than I do?"

"Tsk, I'm asking about a few nearby cities, not too far away."

"That's Quancheng. There are many scenic spots, and it's only two hundred kilometers away from Jiangcheng. Three days is more than enough."

"Okay." Nan Zhe thanked, "Come back and bring you special products."

"Then thank you Mr. Xiaonan first." Seeing him so happy, the secretary couldn't help being curious: "Let me gossip, how did you and your girlfriend meet?"

As far as Nan Zhe's recent itinerary is known, how did he fall in love?

Although Nan Zhe had a lot of private gatherings, there were not many members of the opposite sex present, they were all acquaintances.

Where did you get this girlfriend from?

"We were classmates before."

"Oh, I met from studying abroad." The secretary expressed his understanding.

He thinks this way because those who can study abroad these days are generally well-off, so they are worthy of Nan Zhe.

But he didn't expect Nan Zhe to say: "Who told you that he was my classmate in college, but my classmate in junior high school."

secretary:"……"