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Yang Chen curled his lips and couldn't say that when he was abroad, Starbucks fast-food coffee was not good enough for him to drink, so he casually responded: "I don't have the habit of drinking coffee."
While talking, the car stopped, the two got out of the car, Qiangwei took Yang Chen’s arm actively, and her bright eyes were full of excitement, as if a little girl walked into a doll toy store, and walked into this house. Big Starbucks.
Because the two got off the snow-white BMW, they easily attracted the attention of many passers-by. Many people could not help but look at Qiangwei's joyful beauty.
Yang Chen is not a saint, so naturally he has some pride in his heart. Every time he shows up on the street with a woman, he is always envious. , I don’t know if some male compatriots will have the thought of slaughtering them.
The sad thing is that this kind of thing is just a dream for now.
This Starbucks is much smaller than the one I took Lin Ruoxi to before, but the design is quite European-style. The fragrant coffee smells in the air, and the nostalgic leather chairs and low wooden tables are placed by mistake.
Several men and women who looked like white-collar workers sat there, some used laptops to surf the Internet, and some held magazines to read. When they saw Yang Chen and Qiangwei enter the door, most of these people showed a strange look.
It's not that Yang Chen and Yang Chen have flowers on their faces. It's just that although Yang Chen has become a figure of the company's gold-collar level, his usual temperament is no different from when he was selling lamb skewers. almost.
Although Qiangwei was a woman who grew up in the blood of the underworld, she brought the elegance and gentleness of everybody's lady, and she was several grades higher than Yang Chen. What's more, Yang Chen's general public face, compared with Qiangwei's beauty, is almost a toad gnawing on swan meat.
For the first time, many people sighed in their hearts, no wonder that men are not bad and women do not love. This man doesn't know how bad luck has been for a few lifetimes. In this life, a flower is so willingly inserted there.
Yang Chen didn't bother to pay attention to these strange gazes, walked to the stage with Qiangwei, smiled and asked, "Whatever you want to drink, just order it."
Qiangwei looked at the various beverage names on several brands and was a little confused. She also drank pearl milk tea when she was a student. She didn't know much about these cold coffee drinks.
Can't try them one by one, Qiangwei turned her head and looked at the drinks ordered by other people in the cafe. She didn't want to ask more, just look at which one you liked and asked for the same.
After scanning two eyes, Qiangwei's eyes lit up, and she pulled Yang Chen around, pointed to a large glass of drink ordered by a woman in a white suit not far away, and said, "My husband, I want that!"
Yang Chen took a closer look. The female white-collar worker was drinking a cold pink drink, which looked really dazzling, no wonder Qiangwei became interested immediately.
Yang Chen didn't know what that thing was called, so he asked the female cashier at the counter, "Miss, what is the person drinking over there?"
The cashier kept smiling, but he didn't hide the slight contempt for Yang Chen in his eyes. After all, he was still a young man, not too reserved.
"Sir, the lady drank strawberry, a specially customized cold drink, which was not written on the cold drink list", the cashier explained.
Yang Chen nodded suddenly, some coffee or cold drinks are preferred by some customers, but they are not always sold in coffee shops, so many times they are not on the beverage list, which does not mean that they will not make them for you if they want to drink them. Business is always flexible.
I don’t know if it was the English name that the cashier said deliberately. Qiangwei didn’t understand what the drink was, so she pulled Yang Chen’s arm and asked generously: "Husband, what is the "four corners of Bai Rui" , What the hell is it?"
Yang Chen smiled and said, "It's strawberries. It's probably a cold drink with strawberry flavor. Do you like it?"
"It turns out that strawberry is called'Sijiao Bairui', so choose it, but I don't need such a big cup." Qiangwei didn't know the bottom, so she felt that there was no need to take a big cup.
As soon as the voice fell, a sneer suddenly came from behind, as if accidentally, "The hillbilly pretends to be elegant, it's ridiculous."
The voices of the two of them hadn't been lowered, and the cafe was very quiet and small, and many people around were paying attention to the two, so many people listened to this conversation.
A woman who got close was wearing thin black-rimmed glasses, and her appearance was pretty good. She was wearing a light-colored silver-gray suit, and she looked quite intellectual. Before, she had been paying attention to Qiangwei's words and deeds, out of a kind of comparison, of course she would pay more attention to seeing someone more beautiful than herself.
At this moment, the woman, Xian Qiangwei, didn't know anything about Starbucks, and she didn't know the simplest "strawberry" in the English word. She was immediately full of contempt and felt that her self-confidence was strong again.
These coquettish children cultivated in the big city made this female white-collar worker say that sneer.
As soon as she said it, some other intellectual office workers who also had the same idea also laughed deeply, and many people looked at Yang Chen and Qiangwei with joking expression.
Qiangwei did not expect that she said a few words casually, which made these people so despised. She rarely appeared in ordinary public places and had no chance to communicate with these ordinary urban white-collar workers. At this time, she was ridiculed, but she did not do it for herself. I felt angry when I was judged, but felt that I had made Yang Chen humiliated, and felt very uncomfortable.
Although she moved her fingers, the people under her could fix these insignificant white-collar workers to death, but in the final analysis, these were ordinary people, and if she used the power of the underworld to deal with them, she would only appear to be even more pitiful.
Yang Chen didn't bother to care about these people. This group of guys, just idle all day, like to find superiority from the "weak", and it is pure waste of time to care about them.
However, when Yang Chen noticed the bleakness, grievance and sadness in Qiangwei's eyes, he didn't want to just let things go.
Yang Chen walked to the talking female white-collar with his arms around Qiangwei, and said blankly: "Apologize to my woman, you make her unhappy."
The female white-collar worker was tapping on some documents in front of Apple's notebook. When she heard Yang Chen's words, she didn't lift her head, she continued to type, and vomited a foreign language: "fousiechamp, soispaslaperruche..."
These years, there are so many returnees, many people in the cafe have also come back from abroad, and soon they can tell that this woman speaks French.
Obviously, this is to make both Yang Chen foolish again. The meaning of a woman is very simple. Do you want theory? Yes, but do you understand what I said
Unfortunately, Yang Chen didn't even think about it, so he opened his mouth and said: "n'apprendspasavieuxsingeafairedesgrimaces."
The authentic French accent of Parisian accent made the woman who had bowed her head finally raised her head in astonishment and looked at Yang Chen in disbelief. The spectators around were also shocked, and even thought it was a hallucination. This looks like a junior high school graduate. How can young people who are struggling speak such pure French
Qiangwei was full of happiness. Although she didn't understand, she also knew that Yang Chen was helping her.
She is not a weak woman, because of this, it is extremely precious to be protected by a man.
"Surprised? Don’t you think you are the only one who can speak English in the world? It’s embarrassing if you don’t know English? Do you know that your parents, grandparents, and grandparents don’t speak English either. There are many people who don’t speak English. If people who can speak English are just a group of guys who like to be arrogant, that's a sad reality," Yang Chen said lightly.
Female white-collar workers blushed, and some people around were also speechless. They were all educated people. Of course, they knew that what Yang Chen said was correct. It was just human arrogance, which often concealed people’s originality. Of innocence.
"My woman can't speak English, but she has nothing to lose. She expresses it generously. The two of us rarely drink coffee and rarely visit such places. This does not mean that we are unable to consume here, nor does it mean that we "Not as good as you", Yang Chen continued to say coldly: "If you still don't apologize, I don't mind suing you for personal assault, you can try."
Yang Chen is not alarmist, nor is he brain-headed. The best way to treat ordinary people is to use ordinary social rules, that is, legal channels.
He couldn't just screw off the woman's head just because the other party made Qiang Wei unhappy.
A world has a world's rules, just like the Lord God does not unblock mortals, and Hongmeng will not interfere with the world.
Yang Chen, who had a breakthrough in his cultivation base and state of mind, had a deeper understanding of these seemingly tacit rules.
"Yes... I'm sorry, please forgive me." The female white-collar worker finally lowered her head. Even if she was reluctant, she knew that she would not be able to step down without an apology, and she would appear to be even more unable to lose.
Only then was Yang Chen satisfied, and he returned to the counter with his arms around Qiangwei, and ordered two medium cups of strawberry lemonade to the stunned cashier.
When the pink cold drink was held in her hand, Qiangwei's bad mood was also forgotten, and she took a careful sip, and then frowned her eyebrows, as if a little strange.
"Why, it's not good?" Yang Chen asked.
Qiangwei shook his head, "It's sour and sweet, with a strawberry flavor, and it's very slippery, because it has more flavor and it feels weird."
Yang Chen didn't rush to drink, and walked out of the cafe with Qiangwei's hand. After getting in the car, he planned to find a suitable restaurant for dinner while drinking.
"Husband, what did you say to that woman just now?" Qiangwei bit the straw, her voice was soft, showing a pretty little woman's expression, and she was with Yang Chen, and she had a relaxed posture that could only be achieved when she unloaded her burden.
Yang Chen casually said: "The woman told me, let me go away, don't talk nonsense in front of her, I will tell her, don't take yourself too seriously... it's that simple."
"I thought you were going to do it just now, and I was a little worried. After all, it's not good to cause some trouble for that kind of thing. Besides, I really don't have much culture. It's not a big deal to be said a few words," Qiangwei said quietly.
"What's this, you don't owe money to others, why do you let people say you, you are willing, I feel distressed," Yang Chen frowned.
Qiangwei pursed her lips and asked, "My husband, to be honest, will you feel uncomfortable because of me embarrassing you?"
Yang Chen paused and said with a serious face: "I will only be grateful that you are willing to be with a bad man like me. In my eyes, even if you can count the wrong fingers by breaking your fingers, I will think you are cute. With that said, can you understand? If you say something like that, I'm really angry."
Qiangwei nodded thoughtfully, and smiled: "Although I don't read much, I also know that'a woman's ignorance is virtue'. Well, it seems to be true. Only a stupid woman like me can find a good one. man."
Yang Chen stretched out his hand and squeezed Qiang Weiyao's nose, causing the woman to irritate.
"I think I can call you'stupid'. What's wrong with this..." Yang Chen sighed, and was about to ask Qiangwei what he would like to eat for dinner, but found that Qiangwei stood still and looked straight at the two on the right of the two of them. Figure.