Wang Qianqian had just packed her things after working overtime. She was leaning on the back of her chair and scrolling through her mobile phone. She quickly came across Du Jun's circle of friends.
The photos are all over the grid, some are holding hands with Xiaobei, and some are sitting on his neck with Xiaobei riding high...
Even though they were just back figures, she recognized them at a glance.
Don't tell me, it's quite loving.
A smile spread across Wang Qianqian's lips, and she didn't even notice it herself.
With a swipe of my hand, I accidentally clicked a like button below, and when I came to my senses, I quickly canceled it.
It shouldn't be discovered, right?
In her eyes, she always felt that he was her boss first and her friend second.
And they are the kind of friends who can't like each other in the circle of friends.
After leaving the office, a colleague greeted her as she passed the front desk, "Lawyer Wang, are you leaving so late?"
Wang Qianqian smiled and said, "Yes, there are a lot of things today."
While waiting for the elevator, my colleagues behind me were still chatting:
"Speaking of overtime, why is Mr. Du, our company's overtime expert, missing recently?"
"I heard he was on a business trip!"
"No wonder! The company has been so quiet recently, and the beauties are no longer active."
"I don't know what kind of woman is capable of winning this high mountain flower! I have been in the company for so many years, but I have never seen him have a girlfriend."
"It won't be you anyway! Mr. Du is very demanding!"
…
Wang Qianqian held her breath and listened for a while before entering the elevator.
Yes, Du Jun has been on a business trip for more than ten days.
Work life hasn’t changed much, but it seems a little different.
After returning to the hotel, she changed her clothes and went down to the first floor. Xu Mingdong asked her to go out and sit for a while.
After leaving the hotel lobby, Xu Mingdong, wearing a beige linen casual suit, was leaning on the car waiting for her. When he saw her, he smiled and waved, "Qianqian, here!"
Wang Qianqian got into the car and asked with a smile, "Where are we going?"
When the car slowly merged into the traffic flow, Xu Mingdong replied with a smile, "You didn't make it to the landscape painting exchange meeting last time. There are a few friends in the circle getting together tonight. You should be interested. Let's go and chat together, right?" "
Wang Qianqian raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said mockingly: "Are they all artists? Then wouldn't I be out of place?"
Xu Mingdong raised his lips: "What's not an artist? It's just a hobby. In this era, it's not difficult to become famous. Once you publicize it on the Internet, rent a venue, and hold one or two medium-sized art exhibitions, you can make it yourself He calls himself a painter."
Wang Qianqian was amused and said, "You are quite honest and tell the truth!"
Xu Mingdong: "Haha, I treat you as a friend so I tell the truth. Art is a money-burning industry! If my main job was not a lawyer, I wouldn't be able to be a painter."
Wang Qianqian sighed: "Oh my God, I thought it was the easiest industry to make money! With a swipe of the brush, a random painting can be worth 100,000 or 80,000 yuan."
Xu Mingdong: "The prerequisite is to be famous! Where does fame come from? Either it has to slowly settle down after a hundred years, or it comes from money."
Wang Qianqian stroked her forehead: "When you said that, my admiration for artists was instantly shattered."
"Hahaha!" Xu Mingdong smiled heartily, "Then I just shot myself in the foot with a brick?"
Wang Qianqian turned to look at him and smiled softly: "But I appreciate your honesty."
It cannot be denied that he is simply the ideal type he is looking for. He is hardworking and motivated, and he can even do so well in his hobbies.
Therefore, she was willing to take the time to learn more.
While talking and laughing, they arrived at the door of a bar. They got out of the car and walked in.
The bar decoration is unique and full of artistic flavor.
There are exquisite oil paintings hanging on the walls, and even the music is low and soothing, making people feel like they are in a theme pavilion.
The bar is scattered with booths of different sizes, wooden furniture, and soft sofas, making people feel more relaxed.
It is very suitable for a small gathering of friends. Wang Qianqian likes it here very much.
Xu Mingdong led her to the innermost booth, and saw two couples of men and women already sitting in the booth. Xu Mingdong was obviously very familiar with them, and he touched them casually with his fist and sat down.
The booth was filled with smoke. A girl with long hair next to her held a cigarette and took a puff of it without restraint, almost choking Wang Qianqian.
Wang Qianqian quickly picked up the water glass and took a sip, then managed to suppress the itching in her throat.
Xu Mingdong also took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, held it in his mouth, and was looking for a lighter.
When the long-haired girl saw him, she stretched out her head, holding a cigarette in her mouth, and leaned over to help him light the cigarette, mouth to mouth.
Their heads were almost touching each other, and the action of lighting cigarettes was so skillful that it seemed as if they had repeated it dozens of times.
Right under Wang Qianqian's nose.
Wang Qianqian didn't know how to react. When she was hesitating whether she should get up and give them a seat, the long-haired girl said, "Great painter, why don't you introduce me?"
Xu Mingdong held the cigarette between his slender fingers, and put his other hand naturally on Wang Qianqian's shoulder, introducing him lightly, "My girlfriend, Wang Qianqian."
girlfriend? Wang Qianqian was startled instinctively, her shoulders that were being held stiffened instantly, and the polite smile on her face almost became unbearable.
Just as she was about to explain, unexpectedly, they had already changed the subject and were talking about the art exhibition. They were chatting so passionately that no one paid any attention to her.
Wang Qianqian used the action of pouring water to avoid Xu Mingdong's hand on her shoulder.
Sit aside and listen to their chat quietly. The topic has always been about so-and-so opening a painting exhibition, and so-and-so's paintings selling for high prices.
What surprised her most was that there seemed to be no male-female defense between them, and their movements were casual and natural.
For example, the guy with a crew cut opposite him rested his palm on the thigh of the girl in a short skirt next to him. After a while, he was able to pass the drink he had drunk to the long-haired girl opposite him.
Wang Qianqian suddenly felt like an old antique entering a brothel, and felt uncomfortable all over.
Her life circle is relatively simple, consisting of colleagues, classmates, and family members, all of whom are familiar and safe.
Even when she and Du Jun appeared in the Tang Zheng Group's bureau before, although she was nervous because of the unfamiliarity, she felt safe with Big Boss and Du Jun around.
Their innate upbringing also prevented her from feeling left out.
But tonight, for some reason, her sixth sense prevented her from even drinking water or drinks.
After sitting for half an hour, feeling dizzy from the smoke, she suddenly remembered that Du Jun also smoked, as if she had never smelled smoke on him.
"Lawyer Wang, why are you here?" Wang Qianqian raised her head when she heard the voice, and saw a familiar face through the smoke - Xie Shaofeng.
"What a coincidence!" Wang Qianqian asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"
Xie Shaofeng smiled and replied, "I am a regular visitor here! This is Brother Jun's place, don't you know?"
Um... This person is on a business trip, so why does he still appear in her life so pervasively?
