Han Mei was speechless for a moment, her chest heaved violently, and she opened her mouth, but no words came out. She was stunned for a moment, bit her lip, and stamped her foot hard.
"We're just having a meal together, not a cockfight. Why are you shaking your head and waving your wings like that?"
"You just shook your head and waved your wings..."
Han Mei was amused.
After calming down and thinking about it, I felt that what I just did was too rude, a bit embarrassing, and very embarrassing.
She lowered her head, but didn't want to admit her mistake. She kept tugging at the corners of her clothes with both hands, frowning and muttering: "Then, why didn't you tell me in advance..."
"Oh, my aunt! It's just such a small thing, why do you still need to ask for instructions and report first?" Li Ji shouted, "Sister, who do you think you are? Wu Zetian?!"
"Hmph...you are Wu Zetian..."
Han Mei burst into laughter, and those two tears finally stopped falling.
Li Ji's frown relaxed.
He sighed secretly and thought to himself: It would be better for him to stay away from this unruly Miss Han and never see her again in the future.
Han Mei straightened her hair, blinked her eyes, and a blush appeared on her face, making her face look softer and softer.
Li Ji's heart skipped a beat and his face heated up. He quickly turned around, picked up his briefcase and handbag, and pouted at Han Mei: "Why are you still standing? Come in."
"pig!"
Han Mei seemed angry but smiled, with endless spring in her eyes. She came closer and hugged Li Ji's arm, and leaned close to him.
Li Ji was startled and quickly looked to both sides while struggling a little harder. Han Mei glared at him as if she was angry, but her hands tightened.
Li Ji had no choice but to let her hug him. He lowered his head as much as possible, and the two of them hugged each other and entered the western restaurant.
In the afternoon at the office, Li Ji had called to make a reservation.
At this time, a waiter had already come over and led the two of them to their seats.
Li Ji put his handbag and briefcase on the corner of the table, and without asking the waiter to do anything, he pulled out a chair and sat down.
He unbuttoned one shirt button and took a deep breath. His heart, which had been beating so hard, gradually calmed down.
The sound of the piano was faint, blowing like a breeze, filling the entire space. There seemed to be a pair of gentle, boneless hands, with delicate fingers, touching gently.
The spacious hall was sparsely occupied with a few tables of guests. Li Ji took a look and found no familiar figure.
Although the environment for eating Western food is comfortable, elegant, high-end, and tasteful, it is not to the taste of the people in Fengcheng. Not to mention the many rules, it is also expensive. One meal of Western food is enough to eat at food stalls several times.
Han Mei looked at the menu and looked at Li Jixiao.
"Sister, just order whatever you want to eat, and don't even think about saving money for your brother!"
Li Ji clenched his fists and punched the corner of the table twice.
"Save money? You have a great idea!" Han Mei glared and smiled, "If you don't eat it, your hands will tremble and your heart will tremble, and you will cry and wipe your eyes. It's hard to get rid of this young lady's anger..."
"It's okay, I have my credit card with me, haha..."
Li Ji chuckled, took out his wallet from his pocket, and patted it on the table.
"Okay, okay! Today I will kill your big fat pig! Hahaha..."
Han Mei laughed so hard that her branches trembled and her whole body trembled.
Suddenly, she stopped laughing, her face darkened, and she asked angrily, "Why doesn't your beautiful lady Liao come?"
Li Ji then remembered and forgot to ask where Liao Ying was.
He took out his cell phone and was about to dial the number when the ring rang first.
Li Ji looked at the number and saw it was Liao Ying.
He glanced sideways at Han Mei and pressed the answer button.
"Yingying, where have you been?" Li Ji covered the phone with one hand and lowered his body to the side, "Why can't you see anyone after such a long time?"
"Hey, forget it," Liao Ying sighed, "I was out for a while, and as soon as I saw the car, I got a call from the teaching and research office, saying that there was an impromptu meeting in the evening..."
"Then, can't you ask for leave?" Li Ji asked hurriedly.
"It's a matter of professional title evaluation, it's quite important..."
"Well, then, you go to the meeting..."
He couldn't explain why, but Li Ji suddenly felt relaxed in his heart.
"Your sister Liao said that she has a meeting tonight and can't come..."
Li Ji put down his phone and said to Han Mei.
Han Mei immediately beamed, paused, and then said in a regretful tone: "I still want to have a good meal with Sister Liao, why doesn't she come?"
Seeing Han Mei's serious expression, Li Ji couldn't help but want to laugh.
Women, they are all drama queens, they say what they say and mean what they mean. Miss Han plays her true character, so there is no need to rehearse.
The food came quickly.
Han Mei ate happily and teased Li Ji from time to time.
Li Ji managed it reluctantly, a little absent-minded; he couldn't bring himself to cheer up. I just wanted to finish the meal as soon as possible and send Han Mei back.
His mind was in turmoil.
Suddenly, I regretted that I should not have accepted Han Mei's advice and participated in the recruitment of the Rural Credit Cooperative.
If you don't rely on Han Mei's father and apply for the job based on your own strength, you have no confidence at all about your chances of winning.
These days, who knows about the little moves under the table?
What's even worse is that once this matter spreads and everyone in the industry knows about it, but I can't apply for the job, what should I do?
It’s hard to stay, and I’m embarrassed to stay.
Can we go? Where can we go?
Such a tragic situation has happened once before, and I remember it deeply. I really feel as if my heart is dead, and my days are like years.
He didn't want it to happen a second time.
Could it be possible only by relying on Han Mei and Han Mei's father?
If that's the case, I can only ignore it and let it go.
Also, last time I really shouldn't have been so enthusiastic, pretending to be a hero, and pretending to be Han Mei's boyfriend.
Li Ji now thinks about it and regrets it endlessly.
Just looking for something to do, so idle that it hurts.
Right and wrong are just for talking more, and troubles are caused by force.
It’s all self-inflicted.
Li Ji thought about it again and again, and felt that time passed too slowly.
Han Mei, on the other hand, was reluctant to leave. She was still reluctant to leave until she finished her last cup of coffee.
"Senior brother, come here to eat next time..."
"well......"
Li Ji agreed, but he was thinking: next time? Is there a next time?
The two walked down the stairs, and Han Mei took Li Ji's arm again. Li Ji struggled, but Han Mei didn't move. She suppressed her laughter and turned her face to one side, deliberately not looking at him.
Li Ji felt a little guilty and looked around.
Fortunately, I didn't see anyone I knew.
He pulled back harder.
However, Han Mei picked her up with both hands and held her tightly, acting like a naughty child who had angered her mother and refused to let go.
Li Ji felt like a monkey under a curse. He had a headache but was helpless. He could only shake his head angrily and walk forward quickly.
Han Mei's eyes were full of happiness, and her face looked like a sunflower that had absorbed the sunshine, full, plump and full of vitality.
Li Ji's face felt faintly feverish, and he felt panicked, like a little thief who had stolen someone else's young lady.
Li Ji complained secretly.
Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best.
Li Ji lowered his head and walked quickly.
The waiter opened the door diligently, and Li Ji was about to step out when he saw two people walking in from the outside while talking.
He looked up and was stunned.
Li Ji's feet were nailed to the ground, as if they had roots, and he could no longer move.
