Chen Weiwei was sitting in the car, facing Yan Qing who met at Starbucks in her heart, burning a feeling of secret admiration in her heart, although she knew that she couldn't show it in front of Zixi, she still couldn't help but think.

In this hard-hit area with a high incidence of romantic car shocks, she sat quietly on the Ferrari supercar, let go of the steering wheel with both hands and adjusted the car to the parking state, in addition to her own breathing and heartbeat, the blues music wafted from the stereo in the closed car, closed her eyes and leaned on the special racing seats, and her hands tightly grasped her pair of snow-white firm and huge thing hemispheres through the thin placket [the reason why she called the turbulent ****** on her chest was called the hemisphere, Because she was famous for her precociousness in the whole school when she was in junior high school, her classmates gave her this scientific name from the perspective of geography according to the definition of left, west, right and east - East and West Hemisphere], and constantly sketched a beautiful imagination of Yan Qing, the man she first met, and before long there would be something called obscenity that filled the body and soul.

Time was squandered like a life at her fingertips.

On a morning in a city where a huge amount of money was signed at this time, she looked at the time on the car at 11:10, and remembered that she was not living a weekend where people could sleep until they woke up naturally, but a black nervous Friday, although as a manager of the public relations department, there was not so much pressure, but it could not be too presumptuous.

She habitually reached into the LV handbag behind the seat and took out her mobile phone, but she didn't find anything after probing back for a long time, not even a tissue, and the car was so clean that even the thief wanted to cry out loud when he saw the disappointment.

The feeling of this thunderbolt on a sunny day is about to make Chen Weiwei crazy, it doesn't matter if the bag is lost, it's nothing more than a handbag of tens of thousands, there is a cabinet in her home that is stored and placed like LV Chanel cucci handbag, and it is good to change it when you go home, but there is a very important company contract in the bag, which is the talisman that Chen Weiwei took this morning in order to make an excuse and said that she came out to meet with customers, if she loses it, she really has no face and there is no need to go back to the company to work, Directly admit that he is incompetent and lose himself in the sight of his colleagues, return to the family business to take charge of the group of thousands of people, face the old and young and old polarized subordinate staff all day long, look at the never-ending contract documents, and occasionally hear red-faced arguments between nursing homes and kindergartens in the conference room.

"Ahh

A heart-rending self-roar could not be dispersed in the closed compartment of the Ferrari, she desperately grabbed her hair like a barber, the expression on her face did not need to be described and knew that it was definitely a kind of crying and laughing without emergency gathering, her hands were eager to use all the black and shiny hair on her head with all her strength, and then put on some olive oil to make a light bulb that could absorb solar power.

Maybe it was because there was some lack of oxygen in the car, and after struggling left and right in the car for half an hour, she thought hard and meditated before she thought that the moment she dragged herself in the Starbucks café, she left her bag on the seat.

Thinking of this, she instantly transferred all her nervousness to this supercar, and after a roar of the engine, the originally quiet Ferrari rushed out of the basement downstairs of Zixi's company like a beast out of the cage and went straight to the Starbucks café.

Chen Weiwei drove the car to the door of the café without having time to adjust, so she parked diagonally at the door of the Starbucks café, she rushed into the café At this time, there were already more people, and there was also a young couple sitting there in the position where she was sitting before.

"Hello, did you see a LV women's handbag on this chair before?"

In order to find the handbag, Chen Weiwei didn't care about the girl's feelings, and rushed directly to the table and asked the boy in a numb tone.

She clearly saw that this boy took the opportunity to turn his head and stare at his body up and down unscrupulously, and he almost drooled obscenely.

I really don't know if the girl next to her is not bad, how can her endurance be so limitless, why don't you immediately pick up the hot coffee that doesn't kill people and pour it directly from the head of this lewd boy.

"No, there wasn't anything in this seat before we came, except for a free magazine, of course."

Fortunately, this boy didn't forget that he didn't come alone, and he still remembered his girlfriend sitting opposite him with a conscience.

Chen Weiwei wasted half a day of beauty tricks and turned out to set up an empty city with no quality at all, so she glared at the boy angrily, turned around and walked directly towards the bar.

The moment she turned to leave, she also heard the girl whispering to the man, "The day after tomorrow is my birthday, you also gave me a LV handbag, it's too tiring to carry my backpack all the time on such a hot day, you love me so much, people have to agree to this little request" The voice is not loud but enough to hear clearly.

The boy pretended to be deaf and dumb and looked down at the magazine, and continued to maintain the safety of the purse in his pocket with silence, and knew that it must be a tearless expression without looking at his face.

"Hello, I would like to ask if you picked up an LV lady's handbag in that window seat when I left just now"

Standing in front of the bar, Chen Weiwei was looking forward to a miracle, expecting that the waiter would immediately put the handbag in front of her from under the bar.

"The man named Yanqing who was sitting with you took his handbag away when he left, and left you a note saying that he must hand it over to you when he saw you."

After hearing this, although his heart was down-to-earth, his heart was half cold, and his bag fell into his hands.

Chen Weiwei, who was standing in front of the bar, watched the waiter hand a note with the Starbucks logo into her hand, and felt very depressed in her heart.

She wondered if this man was born and raised in Europe in the last century, and how could he still like to use such a sullen and old-fashioned method to contact girls.

"This Yan Qing, you just put the bag at the bar, why do you have to take other people's things and leave" Chen Weiwei seemed to be stunned, standing motionless in front of the bar with a note.

She looked at the note and didn't write anything on it, just left a phone number, and of course, the cursive signature that emulated the superstar, written Dragon Flying Phoenix Dance.

Although Chen Weiwei did not have the expected result, she was still grateful to the waiter who was seventeen or eighteen years old, and after thanking the waiter in the café, she went out with a note.

"Stop shooting! If you want to shoot at the car show, don't shoot here"

I don't know which parking lot toll collector I thought it was, and his voice was a fox and a tiger, which made people listen to the loud voice a little harsh.

The Ferrari, who was originally being watched, immediately became cold because of Chen Weiwei's appearance, and there were no fans, she opened the car door and sat in the car, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the note, she was a little stunned, she didn't realize that the mobile phone was also in the bag, but she felt back and forth on her body for a long time and looked for a long time in the car storage compartment before she realized this Yan zhòng problem, and when she thought of this, she wanted to see Yan Qing immediately unload him.

I had no choice but to go back to the café again.

"Excuse me, can I borrow the phone from your café?" I don't have my phone with me, thank you"

Standing in front of the bar was still the same little girl, busy getting things for customers.

"Excuse me, can I borrow the phone from your café?" I don't have my phone with me, thank you"

Chen Weiwei saw that the little girl didn't answer, and thought that she didn't hear it, so she repeated what she just said politely again, if it weren't for her own business, she would never repeat a request for something in such a low voice under normal circumstances.

"There is no phone, you can use my mobile phone to call"

The little girl at the bar took out her mobile phone directly from her pocket, and handed it to Chen Weiwei without any hesitation or doubt in her eyes.

"Thank you, I'll just call for a few minutes, and it's going to be soon"

Chen Weiwei took the phone excitedly and stood next to it, in order not to block the passengers who ordered coffee behind, but did not leave the little girl's sight.

She dialed the phone number on the note.

"Hello, the phone you are dialing is on a call, please dial again later"

There was a disappointing mechanical prompt on the other end of the phone, this voice has been heard tens of thousands of times since Chen Weiwei knew how to use the mobile phone, and her ears could be calloused by this sound.

Chen Weiwei, who was unwilling to wait like this, immediately hung up and dialed again.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?"

Yan Qing's voice came from the other end of the phone, magnetic and with a kind of mesmerizing magic.

"I'm -- Chen Weiwei! It's the one you mistook for Yu Xin in the café before, do you remember?"

Chen Weiwei responded with a gloomy cello tone on the phone, the strange thing was that she originally wanted to pick up the phone and get angry at Yan Qing, but Yan Qing was like a fire truck that could speak, and the angry anger in her heart couldn't be burned after hearing his voice.

"The waiter at the café told me that you took my handbag, right?"

"I'm helping you pick up the handbag, don't you take it, you know? It makes me feel like I'm going to steal something from you."

Yan Qing was very annoyed when she heard Chen Weiwei on the other end of the phone comment on her behavior.

"You answer me first, don't you?"

"Yes! Your handbag is indeed with me, I want to take it and pick it up for myself."

Originally, Yan Qing also planned to drive the handbag to Chen Weiwei back to the café, and by the way, she could avoid Zixi's interference and have a good chat with her to enhance her relationship.

But now Chen Weiwei's uncontrollable young lady's temper made Yan Qing's heart a little panicked, so she planned to cancel her obligation to help.

"That's it, I have some things to deal with today, I don't have time to go over, I'll wait for you at the golf course tomorrow morning, don't worry, I will return the handbag to you, and I will return the contents in full, you can come alone, the course is membership, call me when you come"

"Okay! You can do it! Count me admitting defeat, but my wallet and other qiē things are still in it, even if I don't have the money to take a taxi, you come to pick me up, and you don't have to wait for me in the stadium."

When Yan Qing heard this, she was so choked that she was speechless, and it was a little difficult to even breathe.

He knew very well that picking up Chen Weiwei was tantamount to directly delivering the handbag to her door, so the golf would only be left for his own entertainment, in fact, he took this handbag at the beginning in order to be able to contact Chen Weiwei step by step, otherwise no one would be so boring and add trouble to himself.

Chen Weiwei also knew very well that Yan Qing took her handbag because of impure motives, and she knew this feeling when she made eye contact with Yan Qing in the Starbucks café before, and that kind of eye intercourse was in the United States, and she and her blonde boyfriend who died halfway in love - Reeves. Farrant experienced it in his eyes, which is why she had a soft spot for Ferrari after returning home.

"You don't have to worry, I'll go! I'll go to the golf course, can't I be a volunteer caddie for you! Please, you'll bring me your handbag tomorrow."

Hearing that the phone was beginning to be silent, she was afraid that Yan Qing would suddenly hang up the phone, so she pleaded repeatedly on the phone.

"See you tomorrow, send me the address, I'll pick you up in the morning"

Yan Qing was looking at an important report in the company, and she didn't want to be too distracted, so she hung up the phone after a short speech.

Chen Weiwei still wanted to babble something, but she heard a busy sound of "beep-toot-toot-" from the phone, she bit her lip and hung up the phone.

She held the phone in her hand, and she didn't care about the feelings of the little girl in the bar.