Woman In Irish Linen Shirt

Chief Liang is outspoken and has achieved financial freedom. The lunch place is left to everyone's choice. In the beginning, Xiaoding and the others were very implicitly panning for gold in Chinese restaurants in Chinatown, trying to find a store that balances the taste with the environment, and the average per capita keeps it below fifty new.

Finally, An Ning made a proposal, Liang Heng made a decision, and we decided to have a good meal.

The meal was set at the Cantonese restaurant on the fourth floor of a high-end shopping mall on Orchard Road. A dozen of us, due to the need to maintain social distancing, can only sit at separate tables. I quietly calculated it, and realized that this meal would cost at least 1,500 to buy a big TV.

Nadun Lucai invited the guests, and speaking of it, I took advantage of Liang Heng.

I must be sitting with An Ning. Xiao Ding's Chinese proficiency is limited, his typing is okay, he sometimes doesn't respond well to oral communication, so he sits with An Ning. It seemed that Liang Heng originally wanted to join our table, but An Ning was so popular that he robbed the host of the limelight, so he sat down at the next table. The young ones don’t dare to sit at the same table with him first. Our group of people, except him, belong to the highest level of mine. Seeing that someone will come to drag me——

I immediately said: "Reuben."

"Huh?" He looked up from the game, a little dazed.

"It's time to exercise you." I raised my chin toward the seat next to me.

No one had any idea when ordering food. Liang Heng estimated that he really didn't care about the money. Starting from the high-priced signature dishes on the first page of the main menu, the names of the dishes were reported one by one. I didn't want to appear in the first place, and when I saw someone warming up, I walked away for a while.

Although it is not very useful, my living room is so empty, I can still consider adding a TV. In this way, when Miss Pande comes to play, we can watch Netflix on the sofa for a while, and spend a relaxing evening-I mean watching TV really, not the "that kind of" TV.

Would she not like this kind of entertainment? When I visited her house before, we found that we are really consistent in this respect. Her house has a large space, but the space is filled with artworks. Don't talk about the red dress in the glass cabinet. There was even a copper sculpture of the same size next to the sofa on the balcony. It had been there for a while, and many places were covered with green rust.

Is that pure copper? A metal sculpture of this size may weigh several tons, not to mention how the balcony hasn't collapsed until now... How did it move up in the first place? crane?

I'm wondering if I want to push it quietly next time. What if it is hollow?

"Li Yao?"

"Huh?" I raised my head, it turned out that An Ning called me.

She laughed out at once: "What do you think?"

I smiled and shook my head: "I remembered back to school."

She might have wanted to ask in detail, but there are so many people here. We haven't disclosed the personal relationship between us in the company. When we talked, she might have swallowed it back again, and Ning was silent for two or three seconds. After a while, she shook the menu again: "Dry abalone with thin hearts, do you want to eat it?"

"I don't eat much seafood." I turned to look at Liang Heng, "Is Brother Liang interested? Their chicken feet in abalone sauce are not bad, as if they are on the dim sum menu."

"Oh, it's okay, it doesn't matter to me." Liang Heng raised his head, "just calm down? I'm so hungry. Get something to eat."

"Okay, let's listen to Chief Liang." An Ning compiled the dishes from other tables, made a little selection, and ordered the dishes.

She seems to be doing things a lot more neatly. Before we went out to eat, there were not so many people. Although An Ning was also the protagonist of ordering dishes, it seemed somewhat difficult to choose. I thought to myself that since she was unblocked, she might have participated in the dinner with BCG, and Kevin should treat her very seriously.

While the waiter was serving tea, I took my mobile phone and sent her a message: "I just thought that when your sister graduated from her senior year, she drank too much at a party and had to drag me to hula. Listen to her. Ever?"

The peaceful cell phone screen lit up. She only glanced at it, as if she didn't intend to read it originally, she was a little surprised when she realized that it was the news that I was going. Unlocking the phone, An Ning was stunned, smiled at me, and nodded.

I rarely participate in group chats, and An Ning is considered a popular figure in the discussion group, and naturally talks more with them. I intend to ease the relationship with Anning. The jokes and industry gossip I told her are naturally a lot of support. Today, I didn't show the least of the limelight, and I am willing to be her green leaf.

Everyone wants to play together after dinner. I originally wanted to go. First, An Ning would definitely accompany him. Secondly, although Liang Heng's team belonged to this game today, it was because I was blowing the air behind my back. The afternoon sheet should have been bought by me. Unexpectedly, An Ning invited me to have afternoon tea elsewhere. I was a little surprised, but still willingly agreed. After thinking about it, I decided to wait until the busy time passed and then invite everyone to play, and returned the love.

She has two redemption vouchers for afternoon tea at a hotel near Farrer Park. It’s a bit far from here, but since An Ning has said so, I have no reason to propose another. However, I felt a little uneasy in my heart: Why did she seem to be prepared?

Is it just a coincidence?

Maybe it was a weekend relationship. Anning is not as low-key as in the company. Today I wore a very typical Valentino with a gem green snake head bag. Compared with her, I am more like a professional manager who is passionate about vegetarianism and environmental protection. From head to toe, I am full of conservative and middle-class boring. The canvas bag that collapses on my shoulders is still a cultural and creative product of the Boston Museum of Fine Arts: although I am neither rude It is not environmentally friendly.

Appearing with her in such a luxury hotel is as if the rich lady brought the wage earners to ask her parents in the meeting to ask questions.

Although on the surface, it is clear that peace is asking for me.

"Actually, I always wanted to find a chance to get together with you, but you seem to be very busy, so I didn't feel embarrassed to open this mouth." An Ning sat opposite me very well, barely putting her hands together neatly. I fell on my knees, "I didn't think much about speaking at the conference before, and it was confusing for you. I still feel quite uncomfortable in my heart, and I don't know how to explain..."

"Hey, how long has it been, why do you keep remembering it?" I maintained the superficial generosity like every managerial staff member, "It is very common to have friction in normal discussions at work. Besides, the company What's inside will not affect our personal relationships—"

I saw that her expression was wrong, and she couldn't bear it, so she leaned a little in front of the table and said, "What's the matter, what's wrong?"

"No," she said in a small voice, "I didn't do a good job, I didn't care about the overall situation..."

"Oh, it's not that serious!" I saw that she was crying, and she felt more confused. "It's just a sentence or two, how to say it like a mistake? Anning, you straighten your waist. Now, sit down and be like a primary school student who admitted his mistake to the teacher."

She laughed out of nowhere, but still a little aggrieved: "I don't have one."

I looked at her, sighed softly, and said, "I was a little unhappy that day, but it was not aimed at you. You see, the overall thinking of our two departments is different when it comes to resource integration, yes. No? Some conceptions are normal. Besides, you are Qu Zhizhi's sister, how can I bear your hatred?"

An Ning squatted her mouth: "Then if I wasn't for her sister, you would hold grudges?"

I took a breath and laughed: "Yes, you are right, I am too unprofessional to say that. You are an excellent data talent, well, I am barely an elite, right? We are all very professional. Yes, business discussions belong to business. Don’t affect personal relationships, let alone affect your mood, don’t you think so?"

Anning listened, her expression relaxed slightly. She whispered for a while, then suddenly said: "You are right, I want to learn from you."

Why does this sound so awkward?

But seeing that she didn’t look like a fake, I felt Anning had something to say, so I didn’t fool around. I just said: "We can’t talk about learning. We are not in the right position. But if you have any difficulties, just ask me. No need to see outside."

"Actually, I really admire you." An Ning whispered, "Really. I used to be a soldier and a technical post. The environment is relatively simple, but I can't actually see the hard things you can do. Now even though I say Work has improved..."

I paused. Is this something wrong?

She took a breath: "Do you know what they say about you?"

"Anyone from the company?" I raised my eyebrows. "What do you say about me?"

"That is to say, I don't believe it. People in other departments, like our colleagues in the two departments, will not take it seriously because they have some contact with you." She did a very long time. To pave the way, it seemed to give me a vaccination, and it seemed to speak for herself, making psychological preparations.

Finally, An Ning made up his mind: "Everyone says that you and Rudra are very close. Now in his situation, you are completely unaffected, and the spread is even more outrageous, saying that you and the big boss..."

She was only half talking.

I laughed blankly: "Why do you suddenly talk about this?"

I was a female employee who was promoted by the Rockets. She looked good. It's normal to have these rumors. It's all in the gutter. People hide in the sewers and talk about it. When I just turned to report to the big boss, some people even dared to ridicule me.

But soon, I was promoted to senior manager.

No vase sits firmly in this position, no matter what means she uses.

An Ning is considered a smart person no matter what, let alone our personal relationship, she is stupid, she will not tell me what is right and wrong on such a sensitive topic.

Seeing that she was still silent, I felt measured and sat forward a little bit, looking at her and said: "Someone arranges you and Kevin together?"

An Ning's face paled without saying a word.

The temperature in the lobby was moderate, but I suddenly felt a little cold.

Can all women escape such criticism?