The next day, at seven o'clock in the morning, Qin Feng woke up leisurely and felt refreshed.

For breakfast, he fried himself an extra egg and added a sandwich, and ate a little oily, but he was very satisfied.

During the meal, he called Wang Anruo from last night's city mansion to late at night, and carefully recalled it carefully to ensure that there were no mistakes in every link.

He is still a conscientious TV station employee, and he has nothing to do with the famous ghost writer Qin Wuxiang.

After taking off the shirt and pants that had dried overnight from the balcony and dressing neatly, Qin Feng prepared to go out to meet Wang Anruo in Youth Square.

Now the morning exercise is almost a customary communication time for two people, aside from the fact that you have to make an official announcement with Wang Anruo in order to get a thousand points a month, just chatting and running with such a demure beauty every morning is enough to make people hope for a day.

The day is all about the morning, and a good mood in the morning can really affect the whole day.

Bringing the garbage to open the door and go downstairs, the lack of the expected time-limited task prompt made Qin Feng a little disappointed.

"It's 200 points away." He said to himself, "There are 12 days left until the next monthly payment." ”

On the way to Youth Square, he kept looking through his phone and opening the address book of his WeChat account to see his friend's notes.

"At 300 o'clock, we had dinner together for five days in a row. What a waste of time. ”

"At 100 o'clock, say good morning to each other for more than seven days. It can be considered, but there are too few points. ”

"At 200 points, make a date and give a gift worth no less than 5,000 yuan on the way to the date......"

Qin Feng looked at the remarks and the information of the remarks, and the more he looked at it, the more he sighed with emotion, how special Wang Anruo's reward of a stable income of 1,000 points per month as long as the official announcement relationship was, it was simply standing out from the crowd and looking down on everyone in the celebrity circle of Guanhai City.

"Boss, two bottles of centenarian mountain."

"It's you again."

The convenience store at the entrance of Youth Square has a convenience store sign, but it is more like the newspaper commissary when Qin Feng was a child, the simple board room can only accommodate the boss to sit alone, and customers can't go in to buy things, so they can only stand in front of the window and point to the boss, and the boss picks up the goods on his behalf.

The boss handed over two bottles of Baisui Mountain, he looked at Qin Feng, who came to buy water almost every morning, and kindly reminded: "You buy two small bottles every time, it is better to buy a large bottle of Nongfu Spring, it is more expensive than one dollar, but it is more cost-effective than two bottles." ”

Qin Feng paid the money and waved the water in his hand with a smile: "Bring it to others." ”

The boss immediately realized and replied with a smile: "Then I wish you to come and buy a big bottle as soon as possible...... You guys drink a bottle! ”

"Lend you good words!"

Qin Feng came more than ten minutes early today, and Wang Anruo only came after running a lap or two on weekdays, but he didn't expect that when he walked along the cobblestone road to the small square, he happened to see Wang Anruo coming from the other end.

Today, the two of them arrived a little early.

Far away, Qin Feng saw that Wang Anruo didn't seem to come empty-handed today.

"Good morning, Mr. Qin."

Wang Anruo greeted with a smile, this smile made people feel like a spring breeze, giving people a feeling of quiet years.

"Miss Wang, morning." He looked at the iron box Wang Anruo was carrying in his hand and raised his eyebrows: "This is ......"

Wang Anruo sat down on the bench and opened the lunch box, which contained several very delicate pastries.

"Did Mr. Qin eat in the morning?"

"I didn't eat much."

Qin Feng smiled, thinking that he had added food in the morning, and he was about to die.

"I spent the night at my parents' house last night." Wang Anruo's words were very natural, and he introduced Qin Feng with a smile: "You have worked with my father for many years, have you ever heard my father mention my mother?" ”

Qin Feng took advantage of the situation and sat next to him, there was still a gap between the two of them, but it was much closer than when he was one person and one head before.

He thought about it very seriously and replied: "I haven't mentioned it many times, and every time Uncle Wang mentions Aunt Wang, it's basically a matter of not allowing smoking...... Uncle Wang will go downstairs to our unit to smoke two mouthfuls as soon as he is free, saying that Aunt Wang is not allowed to smoke at home, so he can only have a good time outside. ”

He spread his hands: "Uncle Wang is quite addicted to smoking. ”

Wang Anruo nodded, "If possible, when I meet my father who smokes, Mr. Qin will help me say a few words, he is old, and smoking so much is not good for his health...... It's not that my mom doesn't let me smoke, but everything has to have a degree. ”

Qin Feng thought to himself, that was my top boss! Uncle Wang doesn't have any bad habits, so he likes to smoke these two puffs, and sometimes he comes back from traveling to other places and brings him two special cigarettes, such as Daqianmen, General Bai, and Furong Wang. How dare you open this mouth as a subordinate?

But after thinking about it, if Wang Anruo actually asked himself to help dissuade Uncle Wang, does it at least represent a kind of recognition and a further step in the relationship?

Think about it from another perspective, if you were a woman, would you ask a man with an average relationship to persuade her father to smoke less?

And this man is still his father's subordinate?

If the relationship is really average, then eighty percent have enmity.

Qin Feng thinks that at least now he has a stronger relationship with Wang Anruo than ordinary friends.

Just when he was thinking about something, Wang Anruo continued: "My mother is much more anxious than my father about urging marriage, two days ago she just knew that I came out in the morning to run with you, so she had to make osmanthus cake last night and let me bring it for you to taste, saying that young people can't eat breakfast...... I can't help it. ”

At the end, as if thinking of something, Wang Anruo added calmly: "Just like the last time I brought chicken soup to my father, I also brought you a copy by the way, my mother is always worrying, I hope Mr. Qin will not feel annoyed." ”

Qin Feng pinched a piece at Wang Anruo's signal, politely put it under his nose and smelled the aroma, and then said with a smile: "What a sweet cinnamon, Aunt Wang's craftsmanship is so good." ”

Taking a bite, Qin Feng's eyes lit up.

Almost the tip of the tongue siped the osmanthus cake turned into sweet water and the root of the tongue lingered, sweet but not greasy, but the aroma of osmanthus filled between the mouth.

"It's delicious, it's the best dessert I've had in recent years."

If the previous sentence is a compliment, then this one is true, which is much more exquisite and delicious than the osmanthus cake he eats in many high-end dessert shops.

It seems that Wang Anruo is telling the truth this time.

Because the osmanthus cake is really delicious, and the chicken soup last time was very salty, not like the craftsmanship of people who cook all year round.

This also further confirms Qin Feng's conjecture about the chicken soup last time.

There are not many osmanthus cakes, only four pieces in total, and it only takes a few minutes for two people to eat them and wipe them clean.

After taking a sip of mineral water, Qin Feng thought to himself that it had gone smoothly so far unexpectedly, not only Uncle Wang favored him, but even Aunt Wang threw an olive branch?

Originally, he was worried about continuing to talk to Wang Anruo, but finally one day he was ready to make an official announcement, but what if his mother jumped out to stop him?

There are a lot of such things on the Internet, what couples who have been in love for ten years beat mandarin ducks because of the sky-high bride price asked by their mother-in-law, etc.

Well......

Qin Feng thought to himself, I hope Uncle Wang and his wife will not hate their identity as Qin Wuxiang, in case it is exposed one day, he doesn't want to have a relationship with Wang Anruo that he has worked hard for a long time to be shattered.

Now, of course, I can't talk about hard work, I haven't paid much, and the relationship between the two is stuck on the eve of further development from friends, waiting for me to seize the opportunity to thank her for helping me connect stars, and then put it into action.

However, Qin Feng's vision has always been long-term.

He can't be a prodigal son for the rest of his life, and he is twenty-five or sixteen years old, so it's time to think about the future, and the high-end women he has come into contact with may be suitable for falling in love, but none of them are suitable for marrying and living home.

Before meeting Wang Anruo, he even considered whether only ordinary girls would make people feel down-to-earth?

Marrying a girl who has a hard life but is full of hope for life, and she has money to help her cope with hardship, and then slowly manage love, and finally become a good wife and mother.

But Wang Anruo's appearance made him feel that if he really wanted to choose someone to live his life, she might be the best choice.