"I envy her a little bit, but I just envy her."
The fact that he couldn't get on the car made Cheng Yan struggle for a moment in his heart. But Rao is mentally tolerant of his random struggles, and who would refuse strictly to his boss's invitation? What's more, the one sitting in the driver's seat was Huo Sheng.
Fortunately, although there are two seats in the back, if you sit in this way, that is, behind the co-pilot, his face will naturally not appear in the rearview mirror. It made him feel a little more comfortable.
When he got in the car, Liang Chen turned around and said, "Ayan, why are you so late?"
"There's something unfinished." Cheng Yan whispered vaguely.
When Liang Chen heard it, he was about to ask if it was about the project, and then Huo Sheng said with a smile: "The project has not officially started, and the specific matters need to be discussed again, while I can rest now. Take a rest, you might be busy later."
"Hmm..., um." Cheng Yan couldn't help biting his lower lip to suppress his expression, before nodding lightly in response.
The summer sun has not yet set at this time, and the streets are mostly office workers who have just finished their day's work and students who are going home after school.
Messages popped up from time to time on the mobile phone placed in front for navigation, which attracted Liang Chen to open his mobile phone to take a look, and then said, "They seem to have all arrived, and they are still asking when we will arrive."
When he heard this, Cheng Yan was a little surprised that they had a close relationship. After all, there would usually be an assistant who would prompt that the subordinates were all there, and asked when the boss would arrive. But immediately following him, he saw from the side that the corners of Huo Sheng's mouth seemed to rise a bit, then glanced at the phone and said, "It's a bit blocked at the moment, it's estimated that it will take twenty or thirty minutes."
After he finished speaking, he continued: "Tell them to look at the menu first and order all the dishes, and eat them directly when they arrive, so that they are welcome."
Liang Chen smiled and replied "Okay", then changed his hand and typed a few words on the screen. After the message was sent out, he seemed to remember something, turned his head and asked behind him, "Ayan, are you right? Not in the group yet?"
"Huh? I don't know." Cheng Yan replied briefly, and then quickly took out his mobile phone to confirm, only to find that there was a prompt to pull into the group, which he hadn't seen before, and then added: "They pulled me. , I just didn't notice."
"That's fine, I also said that I would pull you if you didn't enter." Liang Chen turned back after finishing speaking.
The mobile phone in the front row still kept jumping with information prompts, and the number in the red circle on Cheng Yan's mobile phone also rose several times without interruption.
The group was very lively, there were only less than 10 people, but it seemed like a hundred people were chatting. Especially those who arrived first didn't care that Huo Sheng was in the group. As soon as they saw what Liang Chen said, they quickly sent out the QR code for the order.
After Liang Chen received it, he scanned the QR code and asked the two people in the car what they wanted to eat while looking at the menu. After listening, Huo Sheng would occasionally answer a few words, mentioning this or that, while Cheng Yan sat in the back and secretly listened to them without saying a word.
At a red light, Huo Sheng seemed to have discovered this, he turned his head slightly and asked, "Cheng Yan, is there anything you want to eat?"
Then I heard Cheng Yan answer honestly: "I can do it."
"Let's help Liang Chen think about it." Huo Sheng joked.
As a result, Liang Chen really tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "It seems that I really can't remember what A Yan likes to eat."
Only then did Cheng Yan repeat, "I really can do anything." Then he glanced at Huo Sheng's expression, quickly withdrew his gaze, and turned to look at the road ahead.
When the voice fell, Huo Sheng didn't ask any more questions. Instead, the signal lights changed colors, and the congested road was finally passed. Then he turned the steering wheel to the right at the intersection, and he arrived at the destination of the journey.
The three got out of the car and entered the straight elevator from the parking lot. After a few dozen seconds, the elevator stopped on the 16th floor with a 'ding'.
As soon as the door opens, you will be greeted by a Japanese-style izakaya. Because the floor is high enough, the Japanese-style costumes dominated by green bamboo look extraordinary in the night view of the city. When entering the private room, the exterior style has been changed again, and the tone has changed. The paper windows, low tables, and tatami of the old-fashioned Japanese house seem to have entered the movie at first glance.
The table is full of freshly served dishes, and the colors and aromas are complete. Colleagues who arrive first sit on both sides and get up to welcome people when they see them.
Although it was a long table, the two innermost seats were still reserved, and Cheng Yan naturally chose the only empty place on the outside when he saw it.
And although Huo Sheng didn't like to pay attention to these things with his colleagues, since he left them all, he naturally went to the table.
It was Monday, but the project had not officially started, and there were not too many important things to deal with, so when ordering food, the fat men asked the leaders for advice in advance, and ordered a few pots of sake. .
The sake was over ice, and it was very comfortable to enter the throat. Even Cheng Yan, who didn't drink much on weekdays, couldn't help but drink two glasses after taking a sip.
At the dinner table, everyone ate slowly and chatted slowly.
In particular, Fatty Wang, who was sitting near Liang Chen, couldn't help but start to pull the other person and ask, "When did Assistant Liang start working? He looks really young."
After hearing this, Miao Yu couldn't help complaining in her heart that she was younger than Cheng Yan, and she pretended not to know her age, and then she heard Liang Chen not mind and replied, "I'm the same age as A Yan, Middle and high school are all in the same class.”
This remark aroused Miao Yu's interest, and quickly asked, "Was Cheng Yan popular when he was in high school?"
"Ayan?" After listening, Liang Chen glanced at her expression, then looked at Cheng Yan with a smile and said, "He's the kind of guy who raises his grades in a low voice, but when it comes to whether he's popular or not, well... it's still acceptable. Welcome, especially in freshman year."
"The first year of high school?" Miao Yu couldn't help asking.
But before Liang Chen could answer, he heard Fatty laugh out loud, and said, "It's really obvious that the grades are raised in a muffled voice."
"Yeah," Liang Chen said angrily, "he just learns secretly without saying a word, and he doesn't go every time I pull him out to play."
"Then you have good grades in high school and can play, so that's really popular, right?" Fatty said with a smile.
The topic turned back to Liang Chen, and Cheng Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but Miao Yu bit the straw inserted into the juice a little depressed, and stopped talking and just listening.
Because of Fatty's initiative, it was natural to go back and forth with Liang Chen's answer, and nothing else was mentioned on the table, so the attention of several people was also concentrated on that half of the table.
Fortunately, Liang Chen was sitting next to Huo Sheng. Cheng Yan was very comfortable listening to them chatting, and even felt a little sorry for Liang Chen in his heart.
The few pots of wine ordered were quickly empty. When the waiter brought it back, a colleague took the wine pot and planned to go over and pour it for Huo Sheng first.
Cheng Yan caught a glimpse of Huo Sheng covering the cup with one hand, smiling and saying something to the colleague, and he was still wondering if the other party was a drinker.
But I didn't think that before two minutes passed, I called Huo Sheng out with a phone call, and when I turned back, I heard Huo Sheng explain: "Everyone, I'm sorry, I have to go first. ,You guys continue."
Hearing this, Fatty didn't know if he drank too much or what, so he asked, "Brother Sheng, why did you leave so early?"
Immediately, everyone heard Huo Sheng smiled helplessly and said, "There is no way for the children to cry." They patted the fat man on the shoulder again, waved his hand and turned away.
Hearing the word 'child', Cheng Yan was stunned for a moment, and then while everyone was chatting again, he brought the jug and secretly drank two more cups before leaning back on the chair, staring at the phone, drooping Looking at his eyes, pretending to be a little sleepy, he said in his heart—
It seems that I am a little envious, but it is only envy, and it can only be envy.