Presidential Studies

Tang Yuming is not familiar with City G, but for the sake of Mr. Zhen, he still did some homework.

He ordered a well-known western restaurant in this city. According to the recommendations on the Internet, it is a holy place for dating, but it is a pity that due to the rush of time, the private rooms have already been booked out, so he can only make an appointment in the lobby seat.

The agreed time was seven o'clock, but it was only after six o'clock, and Tang Yuming arrived at the restaurant ahead of time, obviously attaching great importance to this dinner.

He didn't bring any formal clothes when he came to G City for a trip this time, but for this dinner, he specially dragged Tu Rui and others to accompany him to go shopping in the afternoon, and bought such a new set of clothes.

A set of light green suit, sao wrapped too badly.

Tang Yuming straightened his cuffs, looking confident that he was going to take him down today.

He didn't wait too long, and Mr. Zhen came to him under the leadership of the waiter, but Mr. Zhen didn't pack up as seriously as he did, and was only wearing the suit that he went to work in the morning.

"Awaited."

Mr. Zhen pulled away the delicate chair and sat opposite Tang Yuming, and the waiter handed him a new menu.

Flipping through two pages casually, Zhen always frowned slightly.

In fact, after seeing the dining place sent by the other party in the afternoon, he regretted it a little. If he had known it would be here, he should have taken advantage of the locals to choose the place to eat at the very beginning. After all, he really liked Western food. I don't have a cold at all.

Compared with these exquisite and beautiful Western food, Mr. Zhen prefers to eat some local special home-cooked dishes.

But after all, it was social entertainment. He didn't pick too much. He just put down the menu and said to Tang Yuming, "You can order something. Is there anything you want to eat?"

Tang Yuming watched the man across from him staring at him with those handsome eyebrows, couldn't help but bump into the deer in his heart, and silently added points for his humility and consideration in his heart.

Fortunately, he didn't know Mr. Zhen's true thoughts, otherwise his heart might be broken.

According to his own preferences and his guess about Mr. Zhen, Tang Yuming ordered the dishes, and when the waiter left, the two resumed their silent meditation.

"Hey, is Mr. Zhen usually busy?"

In the end, Tang Yuming spoke first and broke the deadlock.

"good."

Mr. Zhen replied simply, he felt the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated for a moment, but he didn't pay attention to it.

"That's it."

Tang Yuming smiled approvingly.

Tang Yuming: "......"

Mr. Zhen: "......"

The two fell silent again.

Tang Yuming felt a little headache, even though he was very satisfied with Mr. Zhen's conditions in all aspects, but the other party's reticence and chatty way of speaking still made it difficult for him to resist.

From the beginning, he thought that this man was actually a 'fake prudence', until now, he realized that the real boss is actually very prudish.

Although it is difficult to touch, it is also extremely attractive.

Tang Yuming encouraged himself and planned to make persistent efforts.

However, before he opened his mouth to open up a new topic, a male voice suddenly inserted between them.

"Found you, brother."

This voice was low and hoarse, and seemed to be full of infinite deep meaning.

Turning back following the voice, Tang Yuming was stunned.

For the peerless appearance of the speaker, and those deep eyes.

"Why don't you reply to my message, are you angry?"

The visitor took two steps forward and stopped beside Mr. Zhen. He lowered his head slightly, his half-length curly hair fell down to cover his eyes, his slender and noble fingers rested lightly on Mr. Zhen's shoulder, and his thumb was on the shoulder line of the suit. Rub it finely.

If you taste it carefully, you can feel a hint of danger.

But Zhen always didn't feel this at all, the corners of his mouth collapsed when he saw someone coming.

"What news, I didn't see it."

Ignoring the vibrating mobile phone in his pocket, he looked annoyed, and now he looked like a couple who were having a temper tantrum.

Qin Jinnian didn't refute, just smiled dotingly, stretched out his hands and messed up his handsomely combed back hair.

"Qin Jinnian!!!"

Really couldn't bear it anymore, jumped up from his seat, and angrily smashed Qin Jinnian's head once, only to feel relieved.

"What news do you reply, you should reflect on it for me!"

Qin Jinnian also let him toss, dragged the chair beside him, and sat down next to Mr. Zhen.

"Well, reflect, reflect."

He put his arm around Zhenzong's shoulders, pulling him very close, and others felt that they were closely related.

"Who is this?"

Only at this time did Qin Jinnian cast his eyes on Tang Yuming who was opposite him.

However, Tang Yuming's whole body froze at this time, his eyes were wide open, and his face was full of disbelief.

From the moment he saw Qin Jinnian's face, he felt something was wrong, and now his whole body was split open.

He first looked at Mr. Zhen, then at Qin Jinnian, and finally at the picture of Qin Jinnian holding Mr. Zhen.

Tang Yuming had an epiphany.

It turns out that the biggest obstacle between him and Mr. Zhen is not whether Mr. Zhen is single or not, but...

They collided! ! !

The author has something to say: Qin Jinnian: Declare sovereignty, mine, thank you.

Tang Yuming: It shouldn't be... It shouldn't be... It's obviously such a high-quality president, Lao Gong...

Mr. Zhen: Huh?What?Can you speak more clearly? ? ?

Yu Fuxin: Xiaotang's filter is too thick, so I need to see an ophthalmologist.