Urban drama: Me! I collide with Bei Weiwei at the very beginning.

He seems both difficult and easy to talk to.

"Okay, manager."

She sat down.

"Alright, no need to sit down, it's lunchtime," Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"..."

Bei Weiwei quickly stood up.

"Manager, what would you like to eat? I'll go buy it for you."

"Come down to eat with me," Zhen Shaoxiang said.

Bei Wei was slightly taken aback.

The secret passage is... No way, does he really have other feelings for me? He took me out to eat on my very first day here?

"okay."

...

Got off the elevator.

Zhen Shaoxiang stopped in his tracks, sent a message on WeChat, and then stood with his hands in his pockets, gazing into the distance.

Even if Bei Weiwei is very good at reading people, she still wouldn't know what's going on.

"Manager, what are we doing standing here...?"

Feeling lost, Bei Weiwei asked cautiously.

Sizzle—

The Aston Martin DBS slowly came to a stop in front of him.

Bei Weiwei covered her face. Disgusted.

This kind of thing should be done by his assistant, but it should be fine on the first day.

"Manager." The driver got out of the car and handed over his keys with both hands. (Shen)

Zhen Shaoxiang took the keys and went downstairs. (Swelling)

Bei Weiwei, however, went to add the person on WeChat.

"Hello, I'm the manager's assistant. I'll contact you if I need a car in the future."

Zhen Shaoxiang remained calm and got into the driver's seat, waiting for her to add him on WeChat.

Bei Weiwei was about to open the back door when she sensed something was wrong. How could she sit behind her boss? That was a big no-no...

I got into the passenger seat.

Even though she was so close to him, Bei Weiwei still felt quite uncomfortable.

Looking at his long, exposed legs curled up there, he hoped one of his hands wouldn't reach over. (Sacrifice)

*Snap!* Ling

Bei Weiwei mentally slapped herself. Uncle

What are you thinking about?

You've been watching too many melodramatic TV dramas.

"Manager, where should we eat?"

"Xinrongji".

"A Michelin three-star restaurant?"

Bei was slightly surprised.

The average cost there starts at several thousand yuan per person...

“Yes, we just got the Samsung brand last year, you know that?” Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"Ah."

"Then what are you surprised about?"

"I just wanted to say, why did you take me to such an expensive restaurant..." she said weakly.

Zhen Shaoxiang glanced at her.

That's when I realized this girl was quite guarded!

This also reveals that if it were an ordinary girl, she would be overjoyed to know that she was going to eat at that place, but she had absolutely no vanity.

"Shouldn't we have a proper ceremony on our first meeting?"

"this..."

What else did she want to say.

"There's a saying that goes, 'Respect is not as good as obedience,' and I don't want to say it a third time," Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"Okay, manager."

...

...

Go into the restaurant.

have to say.

Bei Weiwei's beauty is such that wherever she goes, people can't help but turn around and take a second look.

In the box.

The two sat opposite each other.

"Hungarian cheese, Béarn poached eggs, trout mousse with langoustin sauce."

After ordering.

Zhen Shaoxiang looked at her.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Three dishes should be enough, right?" she said hesitantly.

"Then let's have another one, black truffle puff pastry soup," Zhen Shaoxiang said to the waiter.

"Ok."

After the waiter left.

Bei Weiwei met his gaze for a moment, then looked away.

Who exactly gave her the warning?

"Do I look like a bad guy?" Zhen Shaoxiang asked.

"No, not at all," Bei Weiwei quickly denied.

"Then can you relax instead of tensing up?" Zhen Shaoxiang asked.

"I'm sorry... it's just that the manager has such a strong presence that I couldn't relax..." she said weakly.

"Ha~"

Zhen Shaoxiang chuckled.

Bei Weiwei thought he didn't believe her, so she quickly continued to explain.

"Manager, I'm telling the truth. I wasn't even this nervous during my interview."

"Ok."

Zhen Shaoxiang placed the phone in front of her.

Looking at the code on her phone, Bei Weiwei was a little puzzled.

"What is the manager doing?"

“You even have my driver’s WeChat, but not mine. What are you thinking?” Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"Excuse me."

Bei Weiwei quickly took out her phone and scanned the code.

...

...

After adding each other as friends.

The "Hungarian cheese" dish, served cold, was the first to be served.

The contents of this cherry tomato-shaped dish are simply exquisite.

"It looks so good," Bei Weiwei said.

Zhen Shaoxiang picked up his chopsticks, took one, and moved it in front of her.