Cuckoo.

Coincidentally, just as Bauer and Cooks were silently communicating, Wu Qian's stomach also protested, he raised his head and looked around, and then glanced at the lower right corner of the computer.

"This ...... It's nine o'clock?

Wu Qian didn't feel hungry when he was doing things seriously just now, so he would be idle, and his stomach suddenly growled.

"Uncle's! Program Yuan, Program Yuan, this is what you asked for, I can't spare you!"

Wu Qian thought viciously in his heart, stood up and beckoned Rosalind to print out some of the materials he had just sorted out, and prepared to leave and go to dinner.

Just when the printer was buzzing, Wu Qian's mobile phone rang, and he picked it up to see who else it could be if it wasn't Yuan Bingqing.

Wu Qian was just about to answer, when the phone hung up and a knock sounded.

When he opened the door, Yuan Bingqing was carrying a big helmet, with an anxious and embarrassed look on his face, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there was a little problem just now, and I'll ...... That's it. ”

Normally, it is half past five o'clock, but Yuan Bingqing has basically never left work normally, and she is used to getting off work at ninety o'clock.

"Are you hungry? Surely you're hungry, let's go now...... I'm really sorry. ”

Yuan Bingqing's face rarely showed apologies, but this time she felt that it was too much, because if Wu Qian had been replaced by her, she would have not waited for a long time.

Wu Qian took a breath, people are busy working for their own company, what can they say, forget it.

"Overtime should be moderate, walk, eat, I'm almost hungry!"

The group went downstairs, and as soon as they got out of the elevator, Yuan Bingqing's face suddenly turned pale, as if he remembered something very bad.

"Ah......" She snorted softly, was stunned, turned her head to Wu Qian and said, "Wu Qian, it's over, the restaurant I booked is about ...... It's probably closed. ”

Speaking of which, Yuan Bingqing still attaches great importance to inviting Wu Qian to dinner, and after Wu Qian promised her in the afternoon, she booked a very good Western restaurant, but unfortunately, she has missed the time at the moment.

The group stood at the door of the elevator room, Wu Qian and several bodyguards around him all looked at the most embarrassing person in the world with strange faces, which seemed to mean that this girl was sincere in playing with people......

Yuan Bingqing's mind was very sober at the moment, and her mind was spinning, and suddenly, a bright light seemed to light up above her head, and she raised a smart finger and forced a laugh.

"I know a night market, where all kinds of snacks are very good, I used to go to eat when I was in college, and recently I would occasionally take a detour when I came home from work, and it would be open until eleven or twelve o'clock, would you like to try it?"

Originally, Wu Qian didn't care much about this meal, but after being tossed again and again by Yuan Bingqing, he decided that he would have this meal no matter what it was today, no matter whether it was good or bad, he would not let it go, and even said that after eating, it was okay to re-educate her!

"Taste, why don't you taste it?" Wu Qian squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

Things were decided so happily, from a romantic Western meal to a night market supper.

In front of the company building, Yuan Bingqing was about to wear a helmet next to the Golden Wing GL1800, and when she saw Wu Qian walking towards the Rolls-Royce, she tilted her head and thought for a while, and said, "Wu Qian, do you want to sit here." ”

As she spoke, she patted the back seat of the Golden Wing GL1800 with a smile on her face.

Wu Qian's brain made up the picture of himself sitting in the back of the motorcycle and holding Yuan Bingqing.

Although from the third point of view, the man sitting in the back seems to be a little cowardly, and he actually let the woman take it, but as the protagonist of the incident, he is very happy!

"Okay!" Wu Qian didn't care about the anxious looks on the faces of the bodyguards, walked to the motorcycle, and stepped into the back seat of the golden wing.

"I said I would teach you to ride a motorcycle, but I haven't found a chance, so let's sit down and try it first, na, this is for you. ”

Yuan Bingqing took out a half-helmet from the trunk installed next to the motorcycle for Wu Qian to put on, and then she put on the helmet herself and lifted her slender legs to step on the motorcycle.

When the motorcycle was on fire, Wu Qian leaned forward very naturally, his arms wrapped around Yuan Bingqing's waist like an iron hoop, and his chest was close to his back, tight.

Bound by two arms, Yuan Bingqing's body stiffened, she twisted her body very unnaturally, turned her head and said, "That...... Wu Qian, you try to sit against the back, it should be very comfortable, and you can hold both sides with your hands. ”

The cruising motorcycle is very comfortable, not to mention the wide seats, and there is a small backrest behind the back seat, like a small sofa, you can also hold the driver if you want to, and you don't want to hold it, and it is also safe to rely on the backrest.

If it is two big men together, it is estimated that they will not hug each other if they are killed, even if they are panicked, the people sitting in the back row will lean on the backrest, pretending to be calm.

But if it is changed to Wu Qian's current situation, it is a different matter.

Wu Qian shook his head and said, "Your car is exposed to the wind and sun every day, and the bracket on the backrest may have been oxidized, which is not safe, I'm afraid of falling, hurry up and go, hungry!"

This car is in very good condition, and it has only been three or five months since it was produced, and there will be no problems like the one Wu Qian said.

"Also, I weigh a lot heavier than you, if I sit on the back of the car, it will cause a serious imbalance in the front and rear counterweights, and traffic accidents are prone to occur.

If you want to take advantage, it is a reason to be dissatisfied with your stomach, Wu Qian Zhenzhen said with words, but there is indeed a bit of truth in his words.

"Well, if you're afraid of insecurity, ...... Just sit with your arms in your arms. ”

Yuan Bingqing knew that Wu Qian was playing tricks, but she thought that if Wu Qian was really riding a motorcycle for the first time, it was indeed possible to be dangerous, so she simply left it at that.

The performance of the Golden Wing GL1800 is undoubted in the cruising motorcycle, and the Cooks stood beside the phantom, watching the low-honing motorcycle gradually move away, and quickly got into the car and followed.

The night market culture in Beijing is very rich, there are many night markets with snacks as the mainstay, and the very famous Wangfujing Night Market, Guijie Night Market, Shuang'an Night Market, Donghuamen Night Market, etc. are very distinctive.

Those famous night markets are generally visited by more people from all over the city than locals, and are more of a place to experience culture than food.

Yuan Bingqing said that the night market does not have a deep cultural heritage, it is a product of the surrounding environment, and people who come to Beijing will not know about it, but the college students from the universities around the night market and the locals living in the community will understand.

In order to take care of Wu Qian, Yuan Bingqing's speed has not been too fast, keeping it at forty kilometers per hour, Wu Qian sits in the back row, and can enjoy the night view very calmly.

As a native of the capital, Wu Qian is the first time to take a night tour of the capital on a big motorcycle, which is completely different from the car and has a different taste.

"Is it really like the joke that the two wheels carry the soul?" Wu Qian said in his heart: "Maybe...... That's not a joke. ”