The two directors who always fight each other are married

Although he agreed to have dinner with Meng Cheng, it didn't mean that Jian Shi'an's anger had subsided. When he saw Meng Cheng, his face was still very stinky.

When Meng Cheng talked to him, Jian Shi'an only answered in monosyllables, and his attitude was extremely perfunctory.

Jian Shi'an sat in the co-pilot and fastened her seat belt consciously, but Meng Cheng didn't see Meng Cheng start the car after waiting for a long time.

Jian Shi'an turned his head to look at Meng Cheng suspiciously, who was also looking at him, and seemed to have something to say.

Jian Shi'an: "What's wrong?"

Meng Cheng looked at Jian Shi'an seriously, and said seriously, "Make up with me."

Meng Cheng's eyes are beautiful, especially when he is staring at you intently, it seems that his mind can be absorbed by those eyes, and he is willing to indulge in his eyes.

Having known him for so long, Jian Shi'an still hadn't developed immunity to his seductive eyes, so he turned his head and looked out the window:

"I am not angry."

Meng Cheng faced Jian Shi'an, tilted his head towards the steering wheel, followed Jian Shi'an's eyes stubbornly, and repeated: "Make up with me."

Jian Shi'an: "..."

Meng Cheng made up his mind to hear Jian Shi'an's answer, and he would not speak unless Jian Shian spoke.

After a few seconds of silence, Jian Shi'an was the first to lose the battle, and stretched out his hand to push Meng Cheng's arm, with a somewhat impatient tone:

"Reconciliation, reconciliation, hurry up and drive, we won't have lunch any longer."

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Meng Cheng twitched his lips and started the car contentedly.

Jian Shi'an looked at Meng Cheng's side face, held it back until the end, and said, "Meng Cheng, do you still remember that you are almost 30 years old?"

It's not naive to ask others to reconcile with him.

Meng Cheng was dissatisfied, and corrected: "I haven't turned 29 yet, why is it almost [-]?"

Jian Shi'an: "Void age!"

Meng Cheng: "Then you are too weak, too watery?"

Jian Shi'an: "Do you understand rounding?"

Meng Cheng: "Then I'm 28, rounded up, I can still say I was just born."

Jian Shi'an: "...it's not Meng Cheng, you still have to be shameless? Do you have the nerve to say that?"

Meng Cheng said bluntly, "Sorry."

Seeing Meng Cheng's instantly straightened back, Jian Shi'an was annoyed and funny, and stretched out her hand to poke his waist:

"Let's just say, are you still proud?"

Now is the peak time for lunch. After being poked by Jian Shi'an, Meng Cheng retracted his hand, then looked ahead, and educated him with righteous words:

"Mr. Jian, please pay attention to the occasion of sexual|harassment|harassment. I'm driving, so I can't respond to you."

After hearing what he said, Jian Shi'an really laughed this time, leaning on the car seat and laughing:

"I still sexual|harass|harass you, you are so beautiful."

Meng Cheng: "Then if you think it's unfair, why don't I harass you? This way we're both beautiful."

Jian Shi'an: "You can shut up and drive your car."

Meng Cheng: "Dele."

Jian Shi'an felt that it would be a waste for Meng Cheng not to talk about cross talk...

After arriving at the destination, Jian Shi'an got off the car and looked up at the name of the restaurant, then turned to look at Meng Cheng: "Why did you choose this place?"

Jian Shi'an has been to this restaurant twice, and the dishes are indeed good, but the price is relatively expensive and the quantity is small.

A serving of pork ribs is served on a large porcelain white plate. In the center of the plate are four or five small ribs, sprinkled with sesame seeds, and broccoli with tomato sauce on the side.

Good-looking is good-looking, but for Jian Shi'an, it is too fancy to be cost-effective.

Meng Cheng looked at him after hearing this: "Didn't you say you want to eat salt and pepper pork ribs? I remember you said before that the pork ribs in this restaurant are delicious."

Jian Shi'an raised his wrist to look at the time, hesitating: "Is time coming in a hurry?"

Their lunch break is only an hour and a half, and they have been delayed for a while before, and this restaurant is notoriously slow to serve food.

Meng Cheng laughed after hearing this: "Don't worry, I've already made an order, so there's no need to wait."

After entering the restaurant, the waiter led them to a seat by the window and poured water for the two of them, then asked softly with a smile:

"Gentlemen, is the food served now?"

Meng Cheng nodded, and after the waiter left, Jian Shi'an asked the doubts in his heart:

"When did you order it? Why didn't I know?"

He had already left work when he told Meng Cheng that he wanted salt and pepper pork ribs, and he remembered that reservations for this restaurant should be made at least half an hour in advance.

Meng Cheng: "I called after the meeting."

Jian Shian frowned after hearing this: "Who did you plan to have lunch with?"

At that time, I hadn't agreed to have dinner with Meng Cheng, and when he made the appointment at that time, it couldn't be that the prophet guessed that I wanted to agree to eat together.

It was just an accident for me, Meng Cheng should have dated someone else.

Meng Cheng answered without hesitation: "You, who else can there be?"

Jian Shi'an looked at him with disbelief written all over his face.

As if guessing what Jian Shi'an was thinking, Meng Cheng swallowed the phrase 'Are you jealous' and explained:

"Don't you have to eat salt and pepper ribs every time you get angry with me?"

Ribs are Jian Shi'an's favorite, whether it's braised pork ribs with salt and pepper or braised pork ribs, he likes them all.

Jian Shi'an: "You made a reservation before we decided to have dinner together, Prophet?"

Meng Cheng didn't answer but instead asked: "Which time did we argue in the company that you lost and didn't I invite guests to make amends?"

After hearing Meng Cheng's words, Jian Shi'an thought about it for a while, and it seemed to be the case.

Facing Meng Cheng's eyes of "Look, you misunderstood me again", Jian Shi'an felt a little guilty, coughed lightly, and changed the subject:

"By the way, speaking of things in the morning, why is your department's budget this month so much higher than last month's?"

The marketing and sales department's budget for this month has more than doubled, which is why Jian Shi'an and Meng Cheng quarreled.

When it comes to work, Meng Cheng's expression is a bit serious: "Didn't I tell you that we are going to hold an exhibition this month to display new products in the second half of the year, so the budget is high."

Jian Shi'an and Meng Cheng's company manufactures furniture, home decoration and home appliances. It is a leading brand in the industry. The company's products range from wardrobes, beds, refrigerators, air conditioners, etc., to small photo frames, glasses, and decorative dried flowers.

Their company's products are well-known for being comprehensive and rich. For their store, as long as it is something that your home furnishing may use, there are only things you can't think of, and there is nothing they can't buy.

The company's brand name is 'W&N', and the Chinese name is 'Wei You', which means that you are the only one who decides your home.

The company has many types of products and many branches, and the products they are responsible for are also the same. The head office where Jian Shi'an and Meng Cheng are located is mainly responsible for furniture and lamps, among which lamps are the most famous.

It can be said that if you go to the lighting city to buy lamps, at least six of the ten lamps you buy are from Jian Shi'an's company.

After hearing Meng Cheng's words, Jian Shi'an quickly made a calculation in his mind, and then looked at Meng Cheng: "Even if you hold an exhibition, the budget you applied for has exceeded the standard, is it too much?"

Meng Cheng smiled: "Not much, since I have to do it, I will do it big and well."

Just as they were talking, their dishes were also served. Jian Shi'an saw that there were two plates of salt and pepper pork ribs in the middle.

Jian Shi'an looked at Meng Cheng puzzled: "Did you order too much, or did they order too much?"

Meng Cheng pushed the ribs towards him a little, then shook his head: "No, don't you like it, I ordered an extra serving."

Jian Shi'an gave a 'tsk': "Being so kind to me?"

Meng Cheng looked at him: "I've always been nice to you, okay?"

Jian Shi'an raised his eyebrows, but didn't answer, picked up the chopsticks and reached out to pick up the ribs, but Meng Cheng who was opposite him quickly stopped him.

Meng Cheng clamped his chopsticks with his chopsticks.

Jian Shi'an looked up at him: "Is this for food or not?"

Meng Cheng: "Here, but you have to answer a question for me."

Looking at the sake of the two ribs, Jian Shian endured: "You ask."

Meng Cheng looked serious: "If one day I quarreled with a big bowl of pork ribs, which side would you stand on?"

Jian Shi'an: "..."

Jian Shi'an solemnly put down his chopsticks, and with a sincere face, he asked instead: "Mr. Meng, can I ask you a question?"

Meng Cheng was very straightforward: "You ask."

Jian Shi'an: "Why are you arguing with a bowl of ribs?"

Still a big bowl.

Meng Cheng: "Don't worry about it, let's just treat it as a competition for favor, and you can just say which side you stand on."

Jian Shi'an had a complicated expression, and finally, under Meng Cheng's gaze, he said slowly, "I'll dip it in chili sauce."

No matter what kind of ribs, dipped in chili sauce will not taste bad.

Meng Cheng: "???"

Meng Cheng originally thought it was a love triangle, but he didn't expect that there was another rival in love.

When did chili sauce have a name?Why doesn't he know? ?

After answering the inexplicable questions, Jian Shi'an was finally able to eat and serve food. The two chatted while eating. Of course, they mainly talked about work.

Jian Shi'an: "Why do you want to hold such a big exhibition this time? Is it an important day?"

Meng Cheng: "No, it's just that I've seen the new product this time, and I think the sales volume should not be bad, so I want to make it bigger and increase the sales volume."

Jian Shi'an: "Your department's performance has been very good, and it has been steadily increasing recently. Don't put too much pressure on you."

Meng Cheng smiled after hearing this, and looked at him: "You know how many pairs of eyes are looking at me around, but a steady rise is not enough."

Meng Cheng's grandfather founded Weiyou from scratch when he was young, and his father, the current chairman, made Weiyou continue to grow. He not only opened up the home appliance market, but also gained a firm foothold in just a few years.

Both grandfather and father are so capable. As the next successor, Meng Cheng naturally has to work hard. With so many eyes staring at him, it is normal for him to feel stressed.

Jian Shi'an: "I've always been curious, why did you study marketing instead of management?"

Whether Meng Cheng is willing or not, he will take over the father's position and take over only you in the future. In Jian Shi'an's view, learning management will be more beneficial to Meng Cheng's future.

Meng Cheng looked at Jian Shi'an with a smile, and said, "When I chose a major, my dad also told me to choose management, but I like marketing, so he can't beat me."

Although inheriting the company is an established fact, Meng Cheng still wants to live his own life for a few years.

Jian Shi'an nodded: "So that's how it is."

Jian Shi'an asked again: "How are you preparing for the exhibition?"

Meng Cheng: "It's almost ready, and the publicity has already started. I saw the pictures of the site layout they sent me, but I haven't been to the site to see it yet."

After finishing speaking, Meng Cheng looked at his watch and became interested:

"Anyway, it's still early, why don't we go and have a look after dinner later."

People at the level of Jian Shi'an and Meng Cheng spin like a spinning top when they get busy, and they often go out to work, so they don't need to check in every day.

Hearing what Meng Cheng said, Jian Shi'an was already a little curious about this exhibition, and he wanted to know what kind of exhibition Meng Cheng wanted to hold.

So when Meng Cheng made such a proposal, Jian Shi'an agreed without hesitation:

"Okay."

The author has something to say: Don’t look at Mr. Jian and Mr. Meng who are in their twenties, but they are not as childish as elementary school students. When I was in elementary school, I would not quarrel with ribs┓????

I went out for dinner, so I came late! !

Thanks to little angel zi for mine and the nutrient solution of the following two little angels: the little girl from Taibai's family +10, and Fengqian +1.

I saw a lot of familiar little angels in Kaiwen, and I was so happy that I went around in circles. Each person had a super big one, and I will send out the red envelopes tomorrow night. I love you~