Chapter 42: Who Comes?
"Huh. Chen Ming's chuckling voice was a little hoarse, "You're not simple, Miss Han." ”
His index finger gently circled along the rim of the coffee cup, and the platinum male ring on his index finger shone with pure luster in the sunlight.
This man seems to be casual when he speaks, but he clearly expresses his meaning in his eyes.
Han Zihe observes a person, likes to look directly into each other's eyes inadvertently, regardless of whether it is polite or not, if that person can't be friends, just part ways;
At this time, the aroma of coffee is accompanied by melodious music, which refreshes people's hearts.
If it was in her previous life, she would definitely be willing to compete with the other party, more calm than calm, the other party is a little more tender, don't look at him is very experienced in some places.
But in this life...... Hehe, forget it!
"Since it's an oolong, then I'm out of company. He took out a fifty yuan one from his handbag and put it on the table, Han Zihe smiled at the corner of his mouth, and turned around to leave.
Han Zihe's turnaround was chic, and he also started taunting by the way.
That demeanor, tsk, how to say it, still can't hide it, her mood at the moment!
At this time, the villain in Han Zihe's heart was holding his chest and screaming!
(┬_┬)
What kind of age is this, a cup of broken coffee will cost forty-nine!
The old star family of the 21st century on the earth has more than 30 cups!
Ahh~~ So unwilling to break the bank, that feeling...... It's like beating people, it's always broken!
(─.─|||...... Well, Han Zihe, who loves face, maintains his appearance after all.
Until the moment she was about to open the door, Chen Ming found that the guest he invited was really leaving.
(Nonsense, don't stay here, if you don't control it, you'll beat people!)
Chen Ming is also a little dumbfounded in this situation, with his galloping rivers and lakes for so many years (hey, it seems that he inadvertently said something terrible), this kind of scene he has created many times with bad taste, and each time he meets the object has a different personality, and the way of doing things is nothing more than anger and fighting spirit.
Like Han Zihe left with a smile and left the cost, only this time, or this time in front of him, Chen Ming was a little inexplicable - he was not splashed with coffee!
"Miss Han, please stay!" Chen Ming didn't come here to make fun of people, he had his own business to do.
He walked briskly, pressed the door that had been opened, and with a little effort, the door shut.
"I'm sorry, Miss Han, if you are willing to accept my apology as a person with no malicious intent, can you sit back on the sofa and listen to my reasons for doing so...... Also, it's better, you came here for nothing?" After finishing the long sentence in one breath, Chen Ming tilted his head slightly, waiting for a reply.
Han Zihe naturally agreed, but in order to show her attitude, she was silent for a moment, and then bowed her head slightly and turned around.
This lady walks in a chic and neat way, which is really interesting. → Chen Ming's eyes flashed with a hint of interest, he sorted out his suit, walked over with a smile, and continued to take the initiative to pull open the seat like a gentleman and let the lady take a seat.
"Actually......"
"Wow. ”
As soon as Chen Ming spoke, there was a knock on the door, and then the waiter pushed the door in just now: "I'm sorry Mr. Chen, our manager asked me to come over, may I ask you, do you need anything?"
Han Zihe looked funny, probably because of the movement just now, which made the people in the café afraid that their boss's unreliable friend would come out of the moth, so they sent him over to take a look.
Sure enough, something new has to come out to see it.
"Nothing is required, thank you, you can go out now. Chen Ming gritted his teeth and said with a smile.
He saw that the waiter turned his head again, looked at Han Zihe with a smile, and was so angry that he clenched his teeth, thinking in his heart that he would go back and talk to the café owner about life - what kind of buddy, slandering him so much with the staff in private!
"Thank you. Han Zihe chuckled and replied to the waiter.
"In that case, I'll go out first, and call us anytime if you need it. The waitress bent gracefully and finally walked away.
The door of the private room finally closed again.
Chen Ming didn't pretend to be a fan this time, and immediately explained: "Actually, I didn't lie to you...... My surname is indeed Chen, and my single name is a 'Ming', an unforgettable 'Ming'. ”
This is also expected by Han Zihe.
In her previous life, there were many times when she disguised other people's names and surnames, as a pretender, in order to maximize the success rate of the mission, Han Zihe forced herself to practice a pair of skills that can see through all disguises, only in this way can she better eliminate the possibility of revealing her stuff.
This compulsive training is based on all aspects of the pretender's attention, including the micro-expressions they have when they say the pseudonym.
Just now, Han Zihe could guarantee that Chen Ming was talking about his own real name.
Han Zihe didn't hide his expression, which made Chen Ming feel a little defeated, and he chuckled: "It seems that Miss Han is not surprised. ”
"When Mr. Chen said his first name, he was so confident and proud, and I couldn't believe it when he said that this was a fake name!"
Therefore, Chen Ming smiled and praised: "Miss Han is so careful and observant!"
Han Zihe didn't have the consciousness of "shame": "No way, if you don't have a little observation, how can you make money with a pen?"
"That's right!" Chen Ming smiled and said, "I feel that I should also be the editor of Yixuan Magazine, although I have only been in Yixuan Magazine for a few days. ”
He is from Wentu Publishing House! ← the first time, such a thought crossed Han Zihe's mind.
Interesting!
It seems that the merger of Yixuan Magazine and Wentu Publishing House is not so uneventful.
With a bottom in his heart, Han Zihe was even less anxious, and his eyes glanced at the dial above the record player - half past eleven.
Han Zihe made up his mind: time is very rich!
"About your editor, also called Chen Ming, a blockbuster 'Ming', the two of us have the same name and surname, which is the 'character' of the name. At this moment, Chen Ming was speaking with great interest, "I'm curious, Miss Han, how did you know that I wasn't him as soon as you entered the door?"
Han Zihe brushed a lock of hair, and the words he said blended into the music floating over, which looked particularly good: "A few days ago, Editor Chen personally called me and agreed with me to meet at a time and place, I think, how can a person's voice not change so obviously in a week, right?"
Chen Ming raised his eyebrows: "It seems that Xiao Chen'er and you still have something to talk about." ”
"In this world, most editors and writers can talk for a few words, right? For more than five minutes, it is not enough to finish the words. ”
When Chen Ming heard this, he laughed out loud: "I think I'm more suitable to be your editor, Xiao Chen'er is too old-fashioned, always called 'Ms. Han, Ms. Han', obviously Miss Han, you are so young and beautiful, aren't you?"
Han Zihe doesn't mind the other party's flamboyant tongue, these words are difficult to please her, and if she doesn't say it for someone she values, she will be directly blocked by her ears, which sounds quite mysterious, but it is true.
Editor Chen...... Even though I'm not a well-known author, I think I have some potential to have you here, right?...... So, if you're kind about it, I think it's better for us to be more direct, after all...... I don't eat with my face...... What do you say?"