Gold Medal Sweetheart

An Qi clasped her hands together as if begging for mercy, as if to say: Don't blame me, I don't want to be alone in a car with the big boss, it would be so embarrassing.

"Let's go." Jin Taize said lightly and walked ahead.

Tang Xin originally wanted to sit down and chat with her sisters, but now she doesn't even have a choice.

After getting in the car, Jin Taize fastened his seat belt.

"It seems that Mr. Jin's money was wasted. No one dares to ride in your car." Teacher Tang teased.

"Who said my money was wasted?" Before Tang Xin could grasp the meaning behind his words, the car started. Jin Taize glanced at Tang Xin coldly, "Do you think my car is a taxi on the street that anyone can take? It should be a special supply car."

The girl silently despised the arrogant Jin Taize in her heart. Angie, it was a wise move for you not to ride in his car.

Although Jin Taize and Tang Xin were the last to depart, they were the first to arrive at Jin Mansion, proving that luxury cars indeed have superior performance.

After a while, colleagues arrived one after another.

After getting off the car, although we were mentally prepared, we were still shocked by the restaurant's luxurious and grand new Chinese style decoration.

An Qi was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth for a long time. Then she couldn't help but raise her phone and take pictures. When she came to an area with stacked stones, she pulled Tang Xin and whispered, "Take a picture of me here later."

Tang Xin asked in confusion, "Can't we shoot now?"

An Qi glanced at the waiter not far away and said, "Someone's here. I'd better be low-key. Otherwise, I'll look so low-class."

Tang Xin could only laugh at her, "Big sister, there's no need for that. Your rustic nature has been fully exposed since you came in."

Jin Taize chose a large private room. After he sat down, everyone took their seats. After all, it was quite stressful to sit next to the big boss, so everyone unanimously chose seats away from him, and the seat next to him naturally became empty.

He Jingyang walked over to Tang Xin, pulled out a chair, and was about to sit down. "I'll drive you home after this is over."

An Qi on the other side lowered her head and laughed secretly. Tang Xin pinched her leg under the table calmly, then turned to look at He Jingyang, wanting to tell him that she and An Qi could just take the subway together.

Before he could open his mouth, Jin Taize spoke, "Teacher He, please sit here." Jin Taize patted the back of the chair beside him, "I happen to have some questions about ancient poetry that I want to discuss with you."

The man's indifferent voice rarely became warmer. Everyone smiled, and they also understood that as men, they should have more common language.

He Jingyang hesitated and glanced at Tang Xin, who was sitting next to the seat he had just opened, and finally walked over to Jin Taize and sat down.

When the dishes with exquisite presentation and attractive colors were brought to the table by the waiters, they easily caught everyone's attention. The waiters then gave a brief introduction to the dishes.

After listening to the sources of the ingredients and the unique cooking techniques, everyone nodded in amazement.

Anqi has to take photos of every dish as a routine step, so much so that she has used up the last bit of battery in her phone.

After the next dish arrived, An Qi said to Tang Xin, "Quickly lend me your phone. I'll take a picture and send it back to me when I get back."

Shaking his head helplessly, Tang Xin took out his cell phone and handed it to An Qi. With a click, a delicious dish appeared on the screen.

"Hey, Tangtang, when did you buy a new phone chain?" An Qi seemed to have discovered that he was careless, and asked while holding the pig hanging on the corner of the phone.

Tang Xin casually glanced at the man opposite who was chatting with He Jingyang, then quickly averted his gaze, touched his nose and said, "I bought it a long time ago."

"It's cute, sure," Angie said to herself as she studied the piglet, "but it looks like something's missing. The shape feels weird."

Taking the phone back from An Qi, Tang Xin retorted guiltily, "What's so strange about that? If you dislike it, then don't use it."