Forty-seven The best birthday ever
In Wang Junkai's office,
"I have something to do this afternoon, so let's postpone the itinerary," Wang Junkai said to Ding Chengxin,
"Yes" Ding Chengxin wanted to say something, but he held it in his heart, originally Wang Junkai's special assistant was Liu Zhihong, after Liu Zhihong left, he was Wang Junkai's special assistant, he was Wang Yuan's special assistant, accustomed to a relaxed and cheerful work rhythm, he couldn't accept the high-pressure work rhythm around Wang Junkai for a while, Wang Junkai's daily schedule was full, but today he pushed off the afternoon itinerary, is it to let him take a break (don't be amorous), after Ding Chengxin went out, Wang Junkai looked at the resume on the desktop, Fingers tap on the tabletop.
Song Miao is really bored with work now, in addition to making coffee every day, she cleans the office, Song Miao now feels more and more like a nanny, she is very envious of those who make her debut, every time she sees her, she looks at her with very disdain and arrogance, every time she comes, Song Miao's anger will be hooked, obviously there is a position between them that is hers.
Song Miao sent coffee to Wang Junkai like every day, and was ready to go out when she finished delivering.
"Come to my office when you get off work today," Wang Junkai said as he drank.
"What?" Song Miao didn't hear clearly, but she couldn't believe that Wang Junkai could say such things to her,
"Don't understand?" Wang Junkai continued to work until Song Miao was very happy in his heart now.
"No, I know" Song Miao said as she went out, Song Miao had 10,000 question marks in her heart and walked over, what did Wang Junkai want to do?
—————— dividing line is not a drama spirit, when it was time to get off work, Song Miao went to Wang Junkai's office very obediently,
"Wait a while" Wang Junkai said, Song Miao didn't speak and stood and waited, the office was very quiet, quiet could only hear the sound of the tip of the pen in Wang Junkai's hand scratching the paper, after a while, Wang Junkai's eyes were busy, and he looked up at Song Miao, Song Miao knew that Wang Junkai was looking at her, and he didn't know where to put his hands,
"Let's go" Wang Junkai picked up his coat and walked out, Song Miao followed behind Wang Junkai, Wang Junkai drove his limited edition silver Lamborghini poison, Song Miao had only seen this car on the Internet, and this car was not at the same level as Liu Zhihong.
"Get in the car" Wang Junkai said with sunglasses, Song Miao got in the car, although the car was very fast and about to take off, but the car was very calm, there were two feelings at all,
"Where to go" Song Miao remembered the first time Liu Zhihong took her to his house to cook for him, Wang Junkai didn't speak, just like Liu Zhihong didn't tell her where to go that day, but scolded her for saying a lot, but at that time, she didn't seem to be sad at all, Song Miao lowered her eye mask, in Wang Junkai's eyes, it seemed that she didn't answer her, and then she was sad, women just have a lot of things,
"Go to dinner" Wang Junkai replied, Song Miao didn't expect Wang Junkai to answer,
"Oh" Song Miao hurriedly agreed, Song Miao could clearly see Wang Junkai's side face from the window, perfect without words, it was such a perfect man, which made her obsessed with him before, so that for him, she entered the North Peak and met Liu Zhihong, Wang Junkai knew that Song Miao was looking at him, but he didn't debunk it.
The car stopped at a six-star Michelin restaurant, and in the afternoon, there would definitely be people here for afternoon tea, but today it was empty,
"Hello Mr. Wang, the two of you come with me" Wang Junkai walked in front, Song Miao followed behind as soon as she entered, a beautiful waitress came to entertain her, Wang Junkai didn't say anything, just walked forward, Song Miao had to follow, all the things Wang Junkai enjoyed, she only saw it on her mobile phone, usually in this kind of place, she didn't dare to look at it, the two sat down by the window,
"Mr. Wang, can you get on it" The waiter asked respectfully, Wang Junkai nodded slightly, the beautiful waiter said a few words to the headphones, and after a while, a chef pushed the dining cart over, and there was a chef's cake on the top, and a few Michelin signature dishes below, all of which were Chinese, and the chef went down after serving.
"This is" Song Miao was shocked, is Wang Junkai going to invite her to dinner?
"Today is your birthday, you won't forget it" Wang Junkai looked at Song Miao and said, oh, yes, today is her birthday, why did he forget, why did Wang Junkai remember, then why did he invite her to dinner?
Was she dreaming?
"Thank you" Song Miao will only say this sentence,
"I don't know what you like to eat, so I ordered all the signature dishes and ate them all," Wang Junkai said, and there was no fluctuation in his tone.
"Thank you, I haven't had a birthday for a long time" Song Miao said, it is indeed like this, Song Miao is completely confused and moved to eat, she doesn't know what Wang Junkai's purpose is now, but now she hopes that she will always be confused, she likes this unreality very much,
"This is my best birthday" Song Miao said to Wang Junkai, Wang Junkai just hooked his lips and smiled, Wang Junkai didn't eat anything, just drank red wine, he just didn't want to drink this woman to eat the same food, that would make him nauseous.