At noon, Meng Wanjiao took her to explore the new store.
The online reviews of this restaurant were extremely polarized, and Song Ning fell into silence when he looked at the strange names of the dishes on the menu.
Dogs don't eat it, they can't live tomorrow, the food is poisonous...
Song Ning shrank his neck.
- She's scared, hey!
After ordering two dishes tremblingly, Song Ning prayed that he could still see the sun tomorrow.
Meng Wanjiao looked at her expression and couldn't help laughing at her: "Tianning, why are you so timid?"
"..." Song Ning was silent.
Although it is true that she is timid, the name of the dish is too outrageous! !
And not only the name, but also the real thing is outrageous.
She even saw fried tomatoes with coriander in the pictures under the review of the online store...
Suffocating mix
It is said that this restaurant will change the menu every once in a while, and the dishes changed each time are different from the last time.
To eat in this restaurant is essentially equivalent to opening a blind box.
However, the portion of each dish here is very small and the price is not high, which attracts many blind box lovers and Internet celebrities to check in, and there is very little waste.
Song Ning only prayed that the food she had drawn could be swallowed.
Behind the cashier is the kitchen, which is concealed by a curtain.
Song Ning felt that he had foreseen the tragedy of opening the plate and seeing a pile of silkworm chrysalis fried with grasshoppers.
Compared to this, tomato fried coriander seems to be acceptable...
She listened to Meng Wanjiao's gossip from nowhere, and tried to divert her attention so that she could forget the weird silkworm chrysalis fried with grasshoppers in her mind.
While chatting, Meng Wanjiao suddenly grabbed her arm and looked in one direction: "Tianning Tianning, look there!"
Song Ning stabilized her body, which was slightly tipped by her sudden tug, and raised her head to look in the direction of Meng Wanjiao's fingers.
Someone just came in through the door, and the figure looked familiar.
At this time, the seats in the store were almost full, and the man was looking for a seat.
Song Ning blinked, wondering if he had seen her from there, when the man suddenly turned his head and looked over here.
Seeing the man's face, Song Ning was stunned.
This is-
In the bar, the man beside Ike Wei.
"President Yu!" Meng Wanjiao stretched out her hand and waved towards Yu Shiwu, "Here!"
The store was almost full, and Yu Shiwu had planned to leave and come back another day. Hearing someone calling her, the eyes that were about to be withdrawn stopped for a few seconds.
Saw the guy who greeted her.
After thinking for two seconds, she remembered that this was the little employee she met in the company yesterday.
There is also a companion beside the small staff. Yu Shiwu's eyes stayed on Song Ning for a few seconds, and the corner of his lips suddenly evoked a playful arc.
Ah, isn't this the child of the Chiwei family
She walked over.
"What a coincidence." She smiled and greeted Meng Wanjiao, "There are so many people, do you mind if I make a table?"
"I don't mind, I don't mind." Meng Wanjiao said, poking at Song Ning who seemed to be stunned beside her, and whispered to her with a little excitement in her voice, "Tianning, this is Mr. Yu."
Yu Shiwu sat down beside Meng Wanjiao, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Song Ning: "Tianning?"
Song Ning straightened his back unconsciously, and his originally sloppy appearance became decent: "Mr. Yu, I'm Song Ning, an intern in the technical department."
"Tianning is because our little Ningning is too sweet." Meng Wanjiao said.
Yu Shiwu nodded knowingly: "What about me?" After speaking, she smiled, "Forgot to introduce, my name is Yu Shiwu."
Meng Wanjiao blurted out: "That must be the savior of beauty, Yu Shiwu, Invincible Sailor Moon."
Yu Shiwu raised her eyebrows: "So long?"
Meng Wanjiao: "It can be shortened..."
Song Ning shrank aside, looking down at the menu on the table.
It turned out that her name was Yu Shiwu.
It looks better up close than far away.
Young and energetic.
No wonder Ikeo likes her.
After chatting with Meng Wanjiao for a while, Yu Shiwu naturally made a table with them.
Waiting for the time to serve, Yu Shiwu got up and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.
As soon as Yu Shiwu left, Meng Wanjiao grabbed Song Ning and said excitedly, "How is it? Isn't Yu always handsome?"
Song Ning nodded noncommittally.
"I thought our director was good-looking enough, but I didn't expect the boss to be better-looking, and there is a little sweetness in the office. I'm poking the beauty's nest!"
Song Ning opened his mouth and said, "I still think the director looks better."
"But the director is too cold." Meng Wanjiao said, "Although the director is always smiling, I always think she is very fierce."
Chi Wei fierce
Obviously, there is no one more gentle than Ikeo.
Thinking of Chi Wei's slight sense of distance in front of outsiders, Song Ning said nothing.
Ikeo... is not so gentle to everyone.
"What are we talking about?" They were talking when Yu Shiwu came back and sat next to Meng Wanjiao, "Can I listen?"
Meng Wanjiao didn't shy away: "I'm talking about who looks better, President Yu or the director."
"Director Chi?" Yu Shiwu raised his eyebrows, "Is there a result?"
Meng Wanjiao: "Of course President Yu looks better."
"Really?" Yu Shiwu curled her lips and said with a smile, "Song Ning thinks so too?"
Song Ning stared at Yu Shiwu.
I don't know if it was her delusion, but the look in Mr. Yu's eyes when he looked at him was always provocative and probing.
It's like taking an oath of sovereignty.
If she answered directly according to her original thoughts, would Yu Shiwu think too much
Then staged a play where the original partner ripped off the mistress.
—Although she has nothing to do with Chi Wei, there is no such thing as "Little San".
Back to the company.
Yu Shiwu had other things to do, so she separated from them after eating.
Before starting work, Meng Wanjiao chatted with her.
Meng Wanjiao approached her and smelled it: "Tianning, are you wearing perfume?"
Song Ning nodded.
"Can you push me the link?" Meng Wanjiao said, "Smell it well."
"A gift from a friend." Song Ning smiled and said, "Go home and take a picture for you."
"Tianning is the best!" Meng Wanjiao gave her a big hug, "I also like the scent of the director's perfume, but I dare not ask..."
Ikeo's perfume...
Song Ning couldn't help but think of that night, in a taxi, in a small space.
When Ikewei approached, a faint scent lingered on the tip of the nose.
—Stop.
Comrade Songning, you can't think any more.
Go to work, right now.
One afternoon, Songning was immersed in the charm of code.
This active, enterprising and struggling spirit has infected Meng Wanjiao, and the internal atmosphere of the members of the Caiji Intern Strategic Alliance has gradually moved closer to the technical department as a whole.
Meng Wanjiao looked at Song Ning who was working hard and clenched her fists.
You work hard, I work hard, we all have a bright future!
After get off work, Chiwei had something to come over later, Song Ning packed up and went to the car to wait for her.
After struggling all afternoon and feeling dizzy, Song Ning got into the car and turned on the air conditioner, intending to watch the drama for a while.
Yawning, Song Ning leaned his head dazedly on the back of the chair.
Chi Wei went to Song Ning after solving the matter, but went to the technical department and found no one, only after reading the news on the mobile phone did he know that Song Ning was waiting for him in the car.
She smiled, put away her phone, and went to the garage to find someone.
When I got to the side of the car and walked in, the person in the car tilted his head, his forehead leaned against the window, his long eyelashes drooped, and the smart and lovely person was quiet at the moment.
Like falling asleep.
The white fingers lightly pressed against the car window, swiping lightly, little by little, as if stroking the cheeks of the person in the car.
Chi Wei looked at Song Ning with a smile, and there were bits and pieces of tenderness in his eyes.
After a while, she curled her fingers and tapped on the glass.
The man's eyelashes fluttered in the car, and his round and lovely eyes slowly opened, with a dazed sense of just waking up.
She saw Song Ning froze for a moment, and her pink lips moved.
She couldn't hear the voice inside, but she could see that Song Ning was calling her—
"Auntie."
She smiled, walked around the front of the car, opened the driver's door and got into the car.
Song Ning moved his neck and looked at Chi Wei: "You're done."
"Well." Her cheeks were a little red, and Chi Wei reached out to her forehead.
The temperature is normal.
She smiled lightly and pinched Song Ning's face: "Why did you fall asleep?"
Song Ning pursed her lower lip and smiled embarrassedly: "A little sleepy..."
The soft and delicate touch on her fingers made her a little addicted, and Chi Wei stretched out her hand and tapped her forehead lightly, with a low voice and gentle hooking: "Next time, remember to open the window a little bit, you know?"
Song Ning's eyelids trembled slightly, and her heartbeat was disturbed by her sultry voice.
"… oh." She nodded casually.
Chi Wei smiled lightly, retracted his hand, and landed on the steering wheel: "Let's go home?"
"it is good."
There is a bit of traffic on the road today.
When waiting for the traffic light, Ike Wei looked sideways, and the person in the passenger seat pressed his forehead against the glass, maintaining this posture all the way.
She smiled and looked at the man who was facing the wall.
There was a long queue of cars ahead, and it looked like it would be blocked for a while.
She reached out and gently tickled Song Ning's hair.
"Listen to Shi Wu, what did you eat together at noon?"
Song Ning shrank for a while, and finally let go of himself and the glass, and put his forehead on the glass for a long time, and sat up straight.
She nodded.
Ike Wei smiled lightly: "How does that store taste?"
Song Ning thought for a while, and answered honestly, "It's okay."
At noon, she was apprehensive for a while, but fortunately the dishes served were not as terrifying as she had imagined.
Although the tomato scrambled egg is not much better.
But I don't know if the expectations were too low, she actually thought... the taste is not bad
After chatting for a while, the green light in front turned on, and finally stopped.
Stopping the car in the garage, Song Ning unbuckled his seat belt, and just as his hand touched the door, he heard the gentle voice of the person behind him.
"Then Ningning thinks, me and her, who looks better?"
Song Ning looked back at Chi Wei and was stunned for a few seconds before realizing who the "she" Chi Wei said was.
Yu Shiwu also asked her this question at noon, and she thought about how to answer, Meng Wanjiao took it and continued to blow Yu Shiwu's rainbow fart.
His eyes met the eyes of the person in front of him.
She looked at those slightly curved eyes with a smile, and some incomprehensible emotions.
"Mr. Yu is very beautiful." Song Ning curled her lips and had shallow dimples on her cheeks. She said, "But my aunt is prettier than her."
Terrible.
How to do.
It seems that no matter who is comparing with Ikeo, in her eyes.
It's all Iketail looks better.