Chapter 252

Finish a meal.

The food at this restaurant is really good, the amount is not large, and the taste is not too spicy.

Cheng Weiyang finished drinking the soup, put down the dishes and chopsticks and looked at Song Rin, seeing that she was still distracted and didn't know what she was thinking, he raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?" ”

Song Rin stuffed the food into his mouth, smiled and said, "It's nothing like this, the food is delicious, I wonder if we can learn from both hands." ”

"Ah, you have to think about this?" Yang Pingyu rolled her eyes: "Song-Big-Sister! It's not easy for people to make money, why don't you leave some way to live? ”

Song Rin was dumbfounded when he heard this: "It's just a reference, why don't you leave a way for people to live?" ”

"You think, if your chef learns other people's signature dishes, will they still be the signature?"

"That's right."

“...”

The two of them chatted casually with each other, and they looked relaxed and comfortable.

However, this obviously did not divert someone's attention, Cheng Weiyang looked at Song Rin thoughtfully, and what crossed his eyes was a deep investigation that made people sit on pins and needles.

Song Rin held her breath in her heart, feeling that her face was a little stiff.

As a business veteran, she has practiced the skill of not changing her face in everything, but the people she faces are different after all, the opponents who used to talk about business were foxes and tigers, as long as she put her interests in the front and stabilize her heart, but now she is facing a person who has begun to support her.

The viciousness of Cheng Weiyang's eyes Song Rin has known it a long time ago, and few people can hold it in front of those suspicious eyes, plus he is still worried about Xu Baishan, and his heart is like beating a drum.

If something really happened to the boss, then what did she mean by keeping Weiyang in the dark? Should I hide it?

Just when she was unsettled, Cheng Weiyang's phone suddenly rang, she picked it up and took a look, and after reading it, a shallow smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she picked it up.

The chilling cold air pressure dissipated like that.

Song Rin breathed a sigh of relief, relieved and at the same time with some doubts, and listened with his ears pricked up.

Cheng Weiyang was a little surprised after hearing what the person opposite said: "Aren't you busy?" ”

"Okay, I'll go straight to you that afternoon."

"I'm almost done eating, huh... Good. ”

The call was not long, only a few words, and there was not even half an ambiguous component.

And Yang Pingyu, who was sitting next to her, didn't know that the pink bubbles that could be seen rising from her eyes, blinked her eyes, and asked the moment Cheng Weiyang hung up the phone, "Who?" Xiao Weiyang~"

Cheng Weiyang took out a tissue and wiped his mouth casually, and said with a smile: "Guess? ”

"Don't think I don't know, those eyes are more than a heart." Yang Pingyu exaggerated and was careful.

Cheng Weiyang didn't say anything, but the smile on his eyebrows was very obvious.

Yang Pingyu sighed, and the interest immediately came up: "Who, how old, how long have you been together, you must let me design your wedding dress that I said before!" ”

Wedding dress...?

Cheng Weiyang coughed violently, his ears were a little red, and he hurriedly turned his face: "What a mess, it's just a friend." ”

"Haha, Sister Rin, look at Weiyang's face."

Cheng Weiyang rolled his eyes, what are you looking at?

Just kidding, I don't know how thick-skinned she is?

Song Rin was sure that the boss was okay at this moment, and was stroking the frightened little heart, and when she said this, she showed a smile that was more bitter than crying: "Hehe..."

and Yang Ping laughed for a while, time flies, and the originally fast-paced lunch time will soon be over.

Before leaving, Yang Pingyu was a little reluctant, hugged and pinched Cheng Weiyang, and said while pinching: "How long will you stay here, and when will you come out to gather again?" ”

"Come and take a photo, envy the dead little Wenzi."

"Ahaha, it's a pity that Ah Sheng has something, otherwise Xiao Wenzi who shoots four people will definitely be even more angry!"

Cheng Weiyang also understands her child's temper, but she can't figure out how the people who were respectful to her at the beginning have now become this virtue one by one, and she was a little speechless and took photos with her for a long time before being let go.

Before parting, her gaze swept over Song Rin unintentionally.

And Song Rin, who was relieved at the moment, was quite relaxed, and responded with some innocent winks. Cheng Weiyang raised his eyebrows and snorted.

Even if there were doubts, Song Rin was reluctant to say that she couldn't ask either.

If Xu Baishan was a double agent, she would be even more worried.

So that's all there is to it? I'm going to go to his house left and right, and Cheng Baiyang is coming over in the afternoon, so it's not difficult for her.

Xu Baishan's bastard is fine, and Cheng Weiyang is not too worried about his ability to fool people.

After the meal, Cheng Weiyang made an appointment with Xu Baishan in the afternoon to go to his house to receive guidance to prepare for tomorrow's first game.

Race...

She doesn't care much about it now, it's just a best-of-three game, and if you lose, you lose, and if you win, you win.

Although Bai Yang is said to be famous in the siege city, it is only for gamers, in the face of those great gods and professional stars, she is just a little technical and a little likable, not worth mentioning.

Without attention, there is no pressure, and winning or losing is not so important.

Although the small people in the gang are looking forward to it...

Hey, it's really nothing to say that this little pressure is still on her.

Who called Cheng Weiyang invincible and self-confident, and a little stinky narcissism?

But to her surprise, what happened in this competition caught many people off guard.

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