Zhang Kecheng thought that Chu Zhenyan had been living in X City and would not come back. However, he thought Chu Zhenyan had returned.

Zhang Kecheng was worried that Chu Zhenyan would not come.

Xu Bochen was eating gently, chatting with his classmates in every sentence, and there were more words of love, two excellent men in the class, Zhang Kecheng was married, so Zhang Mengjiao's target could only be Xu Bochen.

Zhang Mengjiao put a piece of meat in her mouth, and suddenly whispered: "Ah, it's so hot......"

Zhang Mengjiao's body unconsciously came to Xu Bochen's side, changed the chopsticks on the plate, and fanned her little hands in her mouth, expecting Xu Bochen's side to say a few words.

Xu Bochen was not affected.

Even because she was too close to Zhang Mengjiao, the pungent smell of rouge on her body made Xu Bochen wrinkle his nose and quietly moved to Chu Zhenyan.

Xu Bochen didn't speak, but Wang Tianze on the other side was in love, tilted his head enthusiastically and said, "Zhang Mengjiao, you can eat slowly, drink some water, don't burn it."

Wang Tianze joked with a smile: "Even if it's burned, it doesn't matter." Isn't it our Dr. Zhang? ”

Zhang Mengjiao didn't get the care of the person they wanted, and glanced at Wang Tianze again, too lazy to pay attention to her.

And the Qiao Mei sitting opposite Chu Zhenyan wore a gold necklace and gold bracelet on her neck and hands. Her name is Yang Qiaomei, and her family is relatively wealthy. She looked at Chu Zhenyan and said, "Zhenyan, where do you work?"

Yang Qiaomei's conditions are very good, so I don't look down on some students at all.

Yang Qiaomei now works in a bank and has a high opinion of herself.

Chu Zhenyan raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Self-employed."

Self-employed, Yang Qiaomei smiled, but there is no serious job. Her family is in business. She said enthusiastically: "Zhenyan, if you want, I can help you find a job." You look good. My father's factory was short of hostesses. I think your height is suitable. ”

Ceremonies?

Chu Zhenyan took a puff of cigarette with the corner of her lips.

Wherever she goes to find a job, she is better than Miss Manners.

Yang Qiaomei, how much I despise her.

Yang Qiaomei was worried that Chu Zhenyan would think more: "Don't worry, the salary will not be less."

Xu Bochen looked at Yang Qiaomei with a smile. In his uncle's mouth, Chu Zhenyan is a heroine and boss.

Hao Changqing once said that Chu Zhenyan's business is very good. As a woman, she was able to manage her business in this way.

That's why Chu Zhenyan's business is just getting started, but it's been valued by his uncle.

Chu Zhenyan is her own boss. How could she expect a little etiquette.

Xu Bochen slowed down and said to Chu Zhenyan: "Zhenyan, you are very modest, you are the boss, and my uncle has a high opinion of you."

Chu Zhenyan was stunned for a moment. Is Xu Bochenting talking for her?

She sneered, "Really? I would like to thank Mr. Xu for his attention. ”

Yang Qiaomei's pride was frozen on her lips. Yang Qiaomei knew Xu Bochen's identity and heard her father's mention. Xu Bochen's uncle is the owner of the Haisheng Hotel.

A few days ago, her father stayed at the Haisheng Hotel.

Yang Qiaomei was a little confused. Is Chu Zhenyan the boss?

She is a married person. Of course, she knew about the relationship between these contacts. She smirked: "Xu Bochen, my father went to the Haisheng Hotel a few days ago and had dinner with Xu Dong."

Yang Qiaomei first wanted to get close to Xu Bochen. After all, they are the same class, and he can use anything in the future.

Xu Bochen looked at Yang Qiaomei thoughtfully. The other day, he had dinner at the Haisheng Hotel.

Eating with his uncle?

Xu Cuishan hasn't eaten dinner in the past few days, so he will eat the last meal?

Chu Zhenyan was there at the time.

Xu Bochen seemed to be smiling: "Oh? Is it your father? ”

Yang Qiaomei immediately sat down and said, "Yang Yongli, open the farm!"

Yang Qiaomei also hopes to get along with Xu Cuishan, the owner of Haisheng Hotel, according to the ideas of her old classmates.

When she went to the class meeting today, her father called her and told her to get along with Xu Bochen. If necessary, my father would take the opportunity to come over and talk to Xu Bochen face-to-face.

Chu Zhenyan smiled.

Yang Yongli? She remembered the farm owner. He was the father of her high school classmates. Chu Zhenyan couldn't help but raise her lips. The circle is really small.