Chapter 3: First Impressions

Style: Romance Author: owl owlWords: 2975Update Time: 24/01/12 07:47:06
One thousand points is the most Qin Feng has ever seen, and this extremely special way of giving is also unprecedented.

Is it actually the type of sustainable development?

If it's one thousand points per month, wouldn't it be enough to pay off the system's monthly payment, and I wouldn't have to worry about death anymore?

But the mission mentioned a formal relationship...

From the time he purposefully contacted those women to gain points until now, Qin Feng has never admitted his relationship with them. In the final analysis, he has a certain degree of mental mysophobia.

You can have an affair with a girl, you can go shopping together, watch movies, or even eat and drink together... As long as you are in love with me, both of you are single, and your lonely souls will collide.

This is indulgence and entertainment. Qin Feng doesn't mind having a good-looking and slender female companion to eat and drink with him when he goes out.

But his girlfriend must at least be a girl with normal outlook and clean private life.

This beautiful woman in front of me...is her inner and outer appearance really the same?

But then I thought about it, Uncle Wang’s daughter should also be a civil servant in some public institution, right?

It's easy to say as long as you're not an artist.

Ignoring this unexpected reminder, Qin Feng handed over the menu almost subconsciously.

Make a good first impression first.

"I don't know if you are used to the noodles here. Uncle Wang and I come here often. We are a family, so I guess your and Uncle Wang's tastes shouldn't be too different."

Qin Feng has been wandering among flowers for many years and is very familiar with how to deal with women.

"Uncle Wang often eats large portions of beef noodles. Not only does he add a lot of chili but also a lot of vinegar."

Wang Anruo took the menu and whispered thank you. After listening to his words, he subconsciously looked for the beef noodles on the menu.

"My family really likes spicy food. Every time my mother cooks, she always makes the food very spicy." Wang Anruo turned over the menu and continued, "I can't compare to my dad, so just have fried noodles."

Zhajiang noodles are the cheapest noodles in this restaurant. Qin Feng was cautious after hearing this.

I don’t know if she really wants to eat it, or if she just thinks this noodle is the cheapest?

"I'll go tell the boss."

Qin Feng stood up and walked out of the private room, ordered food from the boss, and came back with two glasses of hot water.

Wang Anruo held the cup and blew hot air while sipping it, which reminded Qin Feng of the white deer drinking water by the spiritual spring.

It was still some time before the two of them met, so Qin Feng decided to find a topic first.

The most taboo thing about a blind date is for two people to be awkward like this. The first impression is really important.

"How did Miss Wang come here?"

"Driving here."

"It's not easy to park around here, right? Because it's a one-way street, the road is narrow and there are often illegal parking. The traffic here is really hard to compliment."

Wang Anruo looked up at the man who was talking and laughing calmly, and suddenly became curious.

"Are you a colleague of my dad?" she asked.

She was thinking in her mind, where did her father find this blind date?

Didn't you say that you found a colleague from the company? He is handsome and talkative. Is the threshold for TV stations so high now?

Qin Feng replied: "Uncle Wang is my boss, and I am the copy editor of the evening column group. My job is to write articles for the TV station's evening programs, and Uncle Wang is the leader in charge of the entire evening column."

"Copy editor... I heard my dad talk about you." Wang Anruo thought for a while, and matched the man in front of him with the person his dad occasionally talked about at the dinner table at home: "My dad has a pretty good opinion of you. High, if you are the only copy editor in your column group."

Qin Feng won the appreciation of Director Wang because of his diligence and hard work in the company, otherwise his daughter would not have found fault with him during the blind date.

What leader doesn’t like the people under his command to be smart and capable?

The most important thing is that Qin Feng's manuscripts are well written. He has been praised more than once by guests from all walks of life in the evening column group. The people under him have been praised by senior leaders. Director Wang's face is also bright. He went home and drank a few sips of wine. Just a few comments.

Qin Feng is Director Wang's highest opinion among the evening column team... At least that's what Wang Anruo learned from his father at home.

So, this man should be Dad’s last trump card, right?

She was thinking in her mind that if she was like those blind dates in the past, who blocked her after meeting and eating, her parents would really get angry, and they might even make trouble with her grandfather.

She is not afraid of her parents, but she has nothing to do with her grandparents who raised her since childhood.

When Qin Feng heard that Director Wang spoke highly of himself, he was neither obedient nor frightened. He said a few words of thanks and then said it with a smile on his face from beginning to end.

Wang Anruo comes from a scholarly family. Both her grandfather and her grandfather are very educated and well-educated people. They have been nurtured since childhood and have a very special temperament.

At this time, seeing Qin Feng talking clearly and logically, he couldn't help but think of a word.

Don't be surprised.

Looking at his appearance, Qin Feng was someone who could make a living in the circle. When she opened the door and saw Qin Feng's face, she thought he was one of the idol trainees in the company.

After a few words of conversation, it became clear that he was more scholarly and calm than those idol boys.

This made Wang Anruo more and more curious. Is this really just a small copy editor of a TV station?

The noodles arrived quickly. Qin Feng stood up and brought the fried noodles to her in exchange for a small thank you.

This made Qin Feng's impression of Wang Anruo a little better.

He used the name "Qin Wuxiang" to date countless women. In the past two years, he would meet a different woman almost every few days and do the same thing with a different woman, whether it was eating, shopping or going to the cinema.

He has given time and money, but few people express their gratitude to him.

But tonight, he just did some trivial things, and Wang Anruo said thank you at least three times.

This is a matter of self-cultivation. People with self-cultivation are always easy to be liked by others.

Especially girls who are quiet and cultivated.

After eating, the vague anxiety and worry that originally lingered on Wang Anruo's brow disappeared.

Contemporary men and women are actually somewhat conflicted when it comes to dating, and this varies more or less from person to person.

What's more, for a woman like Wang Anruo, who has an excellent appearance and temperament, to put it harshly, going on a blind date is actually demeaning herself. If she tells it, she will be ridiculed by her peers.

I have charm and ideas, so why am I reduced to a blind date?

But her parents' fate was difficult, so she had to come today.

So of course there is some resentment.

But maybe the noodles are really delicious, or maybe Qin Feng has a kind of magical power that can calm people down. In short, after the two of them finished eating the noodles without saying a word, Wang Anruo suddenly realized that tonight's blind date was not as good as before. After the two of them sat down, it was awkward to have nothing to say, and it was not more embarrassing to have nothing to say.

"You are right, the noodles are really delicious." Wang Anruo put on his coat, put on his scarf, hat and sunglasses again, "I like it very much, thank you."

The fourth time.

Qin Feng thought in his heart that sometimes too much politeness is also a kind of alienation.

This woman wraps herself up very tightly and is polite to others but also cold at the same time.

The two of them left the private room. Wang Anruo walked to the counter and stood still. He took out his mobile phone and asked the boss: "Hello, how much is the total? One fried noodles and one fried noodles."

The boss glanced at the woman, then looked past her to Qin Feng who was following behind him, and pointed: "He paid."

Wang Anruo turned to look at Qin Feng, who smiled back.

"Uncle Wang and I will eat here today for lunch. Uncle Wang paid for it."

The meaning is very clear, it's just a return of favor.

As for whether the favor was real or not, she felt it was mostly a white lie.

The two people went out, probably near the sea. The night in Guanhai City's Shinan District was a little deserted.

The sky has completely darkened, the moon is sparse, and the full moon hangs in the sky. The bright white light of the bright moon sprinkles down like water and flows down the slope.

It's very late.

Just when Qin Feng thought that today's blind date would end here, Wang Anruo suddenly wrapped up his clothes and asked: "My car is parked over there at the intersection. Is it illegal to park?"

She pointed to the intersection not far away.

Qin Feng was slightly startled when he heard this, and then quickly replied: "It depends on how far away you go."

Wang Anruo likes his intelligence very much and feels comfortable chatting with smart people.

"Do you know there is a park nearby?" Wang Anruo said: "I go there in the morning for morning exercises. I have always heard that there are square dances in the evening, but I have never had the chance to come here at night."

"Then let's go and have a look," Qin Feng said: "I work overtime occasionally and pass by there at night. It's really lively."

The two of them walked towards the park. After walking a few dozen meters, Qin Feng felt a little strange.

He looked through the reflector of the car parked on the roadside, and then burst into laughter.

Two people were following furtively not far behind. Judging from their appearance, they were two middle-aged men. They had been using the car parked on the roadside as a cover. They probably followed a few steps because they were afraid of being discovered, so they stopped following. .

"Uncle Wang, is this always the case?"

Wang Anruo knew what he was referring to without looking, and sighed softly: "Sorry, I have said it many times, and they agreed verbally every time, but next time they felt that they hid it well."