When Qin Moling came out of the company, it took only ten minutes to leave the exhibition hall. From Lemeng to the exhibition hall, plus the traffic jam on the road, it took almost an hour to arrive.
He thought Jian Hang went in early.
At the ticket gate, Qin Moling just took out his mobile phone when he saw Jian Hang walking towards him.
The style of her coat today is different from the one she wore in the previous few meetings. She used to dress in a more professional style, but this white coat made her temperament softer.
When she approached, Qin Moling couldn't bear it. She was wearing high heels, and after standing outside waiting for him for so long, there was reproach in her words: "I didn't ask you to go in first."
"Not urgent."
Jian Hang said on WeChat to wait for him, and she kept her promise.
Two people checked the tickets and passed through the security check progress hall.
At first, Qin Moling and Jian Hang looked at each other, and Jian Hang would look back at him from time to time, even if she was looking for him inadvertently, Qin Moling still noticed, and then he followed her, which painting was Jian Hang in front of? No matter how long he stayed, he also stopped to experience how long.
They were separated by a distance of one or two meters, neither close nor far away.
Jian Hang settled down to experience it. Standing in front of the painting, he seemed to be in the painting, not knowing where he was.
Qin Moling had experienced this art exhibition before, and he didn't pay much attention when he came to experience it again. He felt that Youdao's gaze had been staring at him, and when he turned his head, it collided with his mother's gaze.
Shen Jingyun came to see the exhibition alone. She came in the morning and didn't have time to experience a few exhibition halls. She came again in the afternoon. She didn't intend to go up to say hello to her son and daughter-in-law. She pointed at herself and then pointed to an exhibition hall next to her.
Qin Moling understood that his mother was going to the next door.
He nodded in response.
Shen Jingyun put her hands in the windbreaker pockets, walked gracefully, and watched while walking, Jian Hang turned her back to her, until Shen Jingyun walked away, Jian Hang didn't know that her mother-in-law had come.
Shen Jingyun didn't expect her son to really come.
Seeing him and Jian Hang appearing in the exhibition hall, I feel that everything seems to be reasonable again.
It can be seen that Jian Hang is more focused, and he is feeling the artistic conception in the painting with his heart, but his son seems to be a little distracted. During the few minutes when she noticed him, he went to see Jian Hang more than once.
It was not until the closing of the museum that Qin Moling and Jian Hang followed the flow of people towards the exit.
Qin Moling didn't meet his mother later, maybe her mother avoided them on purpose.
"What do you want for dinner?" He asked Jian Hang.
"I'm not hungry." Jian Hang ate a lot at his grandma's house at noon, including pancakes, cold noodles, and a plate of fruit. After looking around the art exhibition, he still didn't feel hungry.
She didn't spoil his interest, "I'll accompany you to eat, just order a drink."
Qin Moling called the driver to pick them up, put away his phone, he looked up at her, "Where do you want to go after dinner?"
He explained why he invited her, "I'm an hour late for the art exhibition."
This is to compensate her. It's just that Jian Hang couldn't think of where to go for a while, and then she realized how monotonous her life was after returning to China. Apart from socializing, she never went out for entertainment at night.
The driver drove the car over.
Qin Moling: "Don't worry, think slowly."
He opened the car door for her, and walked around to the other side to get in the car.
The driver didn't know where to go next, so he waited quietly for instructions.
Qin Moling sat up and said, "Go to the cafe I frequent."
Jian Hang rested his chin and looked outside the car, wondering where to go to play at night. Watching movies with him is boring, so she was the first to rule out the movie theater.
She turned around suddenly, "Do you want to go to the bar?"
Qin Moling seldom went to bars and found it noisy, but he agreed to make it up to her, and he nodded: "Okay."
The driver stopped at the door of a cafe that Qin Moling frequented. Just as Jian Hang touched the door handle, Qin Moling stopped him, "You don't need to go down."
Jian Hang turned to look at him with a puzzled look on his face.
Qin Moling confirmed with her: "Are you going to eat dinner?"
"I'm not hungry."
"Then you wait for me in the car."
Qin Moling didn't like to be stared at by people eating, and he didn't like having people accompany him to eat, wasting their time. He doesn't like to talk when eating, and the other party is boring when they sit.
He pushed open the car door and got in, leaving Jian Hang in the car.
Qin Moling ordered a simple meal and two cups of coffee, "The other cup is packed."
The clerk asked: "I will pack it for you when you leave?"
"I want it now."
"Okay, wait a moment."
After walking a few steps, Qin Moling remembered again, "There's no need for a packing bag."
"it is good."
Qin Moling found a seat by the window and sat down, and the store manager brought him a glass of warm water. Qin Moling knew the owner of this cafe, and the store manager knew who he was. Every time he came over, the store manager would entertain him personally.
The light meal is not ready yet, the coffee is packaged and delivered by the waiter.
Qin Moling went out with the cup of coffee.
Everyone has curiosity, whether it is the store manager or the clerk, they will all look out at the same time.
There are several special parking spaces at the entrance of the cafe. Qin Moling's car is parked at the entrance. They saw him walk to the rear door of the car and hand the cup of coffee into the car.
The store manager was very curious as to who was in the car, and could ask Qin Moling to deliver the coffee himself.
"Be careful not to spill it." Qin Moling gave the coffee to Jian Hang.
"Thank you." He brought her coffee, which surprised Jian Hang.
The driver was the most shocked. He couldn't believe what he saw. In this car, no one had eaten or drank, because the boss had a cleanliness freak.
Qin Moling turned around and went into the shop, Jian Hang opened the coffee, it was the same as the coffee she bought in her office last time, it was the coffee she liked to drink.
It's very pleasant to sip coffee while swiping your phone.
Jian Hang's Weibo is only used to read the news, she never posts updates, only one person in the watch list is Tan Yan, who is a real friend, and the others are people in the financial circle she follows.
Tan Yan is the same as her, who occasionally likes it, but never posts a blog, and reposted one a few days ago for the first time. It is a movie about to be released by actor Tan Moxing, a healing romance movie.
Both of them have the surname Tan, and Jian Hang thought that Tan Fen and Tan Moxing were relatives.
She chatted privately: [Talk about the film emperor, what kind of relative is your family?]
Tan Yanren is abroad, he just woke up not long ago, [Why do you ask that?]
Jian Hang: [I saw you forwarded his Weibo.]
Tan Fen said with a smile: [I don't know him, just treat him as my family and promote the movie to him.]
Jian Hang has seen Tan Moxing's movie, she is not a star fan, she is a fan of passers-by, and Tan Moxing is Le Meng's spokesperson, she also reposted the trailer of the new movie.
By the way, Tan Yan was concerned: [How about the project of Wanyue Group?]
Jian Hang: [Working hard.]
If it was a project from another company, he would still be able to connect with Jianhang and win the project earlier. Only Wanyue Group, he has more than he wants but not enough.
Tan Fen: [I also made an appointment, and I will find you for dinner when I return home.]
Jian Hang: [You are busy, I have nothing else to do.]
Just after the chat, Qin Moling came out of the cafe after eating.
He opened the car door, didn't sit up, looked at the coffee cup in Jian Hang's hand, "Haven't you finished?"
"There are still a few mouthfuls."
"Give me the glass after drinking."
Jian Hang raised his head slightly, there was not much coffee left, so she drank it all in one go.
Qin Moling is obsessed with cleanliness, never puts a trash can in the car, and does not allow anyone to eat and drink in his car, Jian Hang made an exception today, and he broke this rule on his own initiative.
Jian Hang was embarrassed to ask him to throw the cup, "I will throw it myself."
Qin Moling stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."
There was a trash can by the roadside a few meters away, and Qin Moling walked over with an empty cup.
His move was seen by the manager and clerk of the cafe.
They became more and more curious about who was in the car, who could actually order Qin Moling to throw out the trash.
The car leaves the cafe and goes to the bar.
Jian Hang seldom goes to the bar, mainly because she has no time. She likes the bar as a place where she can completely relax, just like in the game, no one knows anyone.
"Go to bars often?" Qin Moling asked her to talk.
Jian Hang shook his head, "I haven't been there for several years. I went with friends before."
Qin Moling didn't know what was going on with him. She said she had been there with a friend, but what he thought of was whether she had been there with her boyfriend, or maybe her ex-boyfriend.
She had been in love several times before, who she liked, who her ex-boyfriend was, he didn't know anything about it, and he never cared about it.
I don't know what type of man she likes and why they broke up later.
Jian Hang thought Qin Moling would talk to her about something else, but then he looked down at his phone, and the conversation ended.
It was only eight o'clock when they arrived at the bar, and there were already quite a few people in the bar, but it was not the busiest time yet.
Jian Hang went straight to the bar, found a stool and sat down.
"You can order wine later." Qin Moling didn't sit down, but stood beside her, and found a number to call.
The other end answered immediately, "Brother Qin, what instruction?"
"I'm at your bar, bring me two bottles of good wine."
The wine in the bar is very deep.
"You...at the bar?" The bar owner couldn't believe it. With Qin Moling's status, it is impossible to go to the bar to discuss business. The most important thing is that Qin Moling doesn't like noisy places.
"Yeah. Just came out of your coffee shop."
"… "what's the situation? "Brother Qin, why didn't you say it earlier, I have a situation here, I'll rush over after I deal with it."
"You are busy, so you don't need to come here." Qin Moling said, "Have someone bring me two bottles of good wine."
"Okay, I'll arrange it now."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Moling sat down on the stool beside him.
The distance between him and Jian Hang was more than one meter, and the two of them didn't speak, and it didn't look like they made an appointment to come to the bar together. There was no one like them, who came to have a drink and were separated by eight feet.
Before their wine was brought, a young man dragged a high stool, stuffed it between Qin Moling and Jian Hang, and greeted Jian Hang with a smile.
The young man thought that Jian Hang was alone, so he raced against time to strike up a conversation.
"Excuse me, please make way." Jian Hang pointed behind him, "I'm with him."
The young man heard Jian Hang said that he had a friend, and he turned around to see what the other person looked like. After all, he was quite confident in his appearance, and he had never failed to strike up a conversation.
It didn't matter if he turned around, Qin Moling's stern eyes made him shudder.
Qin Moling's long legs were on the ground, and he didn't say a word. Even if he was sitting, he didn't say anything, but his aura was overwhelming.
The young man smiled mischievously, "I didn't know you were together. Excuse me, I'll wait for someone too." He pointed to the side, "I'll wait beside you."
He slipped away with a stool in his hand.
The wine came and the bartender made a glass for each of them.
Jian Hang had acute gastroenteritis before, so he didn't dare to drink too much alcohol, just try it, "I can't drink so much, half a glass."
Qin Moling: "This wine is fine." The wine is a good wine privately kept by a friend, and it's not a shoddy wine. With him around, even if she drank too much, it's okay.
When Jian Hang heard him say it was all right, she thought the wine had little stamina, so she drank it with peace of mind.
Qin Moling drank absent-mindedly, thinking of the young man who got in between him and Jian Hang just now, he got up and moved the high stool he was sitting on to Jian Hang's side.
Looking sideways, Jian Hang saw that the two stools were almost next to each other. Before they were far away, the young man had the opportunity to squeeze into the middle of them.
Now that there is no one between the two of them, Qin Moling sat down very close to her.