Rich Baby: Billionaire Daddy Comes

Song Laide grabbed her wrist. "You were introduced by Mr. Ding. I trust him. I will promise to have dinner with you. Do you think anyone can make a blind date with me? I'm the boss of a listed company at least. You don't give me face if you leave after less than ten minutes? "

Su man tried to get rid of him. "Mr. Song, I'm sorry. I don't think we need to talk any more. I can't get along with you."

"Don't go. Stay with me a little longer." Song Laide drags her to death. It seems that she is determined.

"Mr. Song, please don't do this..." Su man looks around like a cry for help, but the waiters dare not come forward.

Because song Laide is a familiar customer in the shop. If he offends this familiar customer, he will get into more trouble in the future.

"Are you drunk, sir?"

A deep, deep voice came from the next table.

Song Laide looks back. A very young man stands up from the next table. He comes over and pushes him away. Naturally, he protects Su man behind him.

Su man looks up at the man in surprise.

From her point of view, can only vaguely see the side of the man's face, nose high straight, beautiful like a big star.

It's not too much to say that he is a teenager. His age is at most 19 years old. He is dressed in neat and clean casual clothes, and his white sneakers are spotless. It is estimated that he is still a college student.

Song Laide stares at him, "you don't mind your own business. Get out of here."

The voice of the teenager was very gentle, but it contained a momentum of refusing to give in: "Sir, if you want to leave, you should go. After all, this shop is not opened by you."

"Did you drive it?"

"I didn't open the shop..."

"That's right. Why should you drive me?"

"But this street belongs to me. Since this coffee shop is open on my street and pays me the rent on time every month, I have the right to clean up the dirty garbage in the street."

Song Laide stares at him, "rubbish, who do you think is rubbish?! Wait a minute This street is yours? Are you... "

The boy took out a business card from his pocket.

When song Laide saw the card, he immediately changed his face, "it's master gu! I don't know Taishan. I'm going to leave now. "

Song Laide checks out in a hurry.

"Wait a minute." The boy stopped him gently.

He pulls Su man to her body and raises Su man's hand. There is a circle of swelling on her wrist that song Laide grabs.

"You hold her hand like this, don't you say anything?"

Song Laide ran back from the door and bowed 90 degrees to Su man. "Miss Su, I'm sorry."

The guests and waiters nearby were shocked. Mr. Song, who was still domineering just now, apologized so humbly at the moment.

"It doesn't matter..."

After getting her answer, song Laide ran away and promised the boy that he would not come back to this coffee shop again.

Looking at Song Laide's disappearing figure, Su man is surprised to see this young man. Why does song Laide see him like a ghost.

The boy turned to her with a smile, "it's OK. Do you like lemon tea?"

"OK..." Su man is always in a dazed state.

"Give her a lemon tea and put it on my account." He gave a soft command to the waiter.

"Yes, master Gu." The waiter went to get ready immediately.

The boy didn't stay long, but walked out of the shop directly.

It took Su man a long time to react. She turned to the waiter and said, "don't prepare lemon tea!"