Chapter 20

"Well?" At the end of the speech, Zhou Yanchen looked at her and said, "so late?"

He repeated it.

Subconsciously swallow mouth saliva, Mo West dye clear throat, whispered: "I, I work overtime."

Zhou Yanchen nodded, and a black Bentley Shangmu came.

The driver got out of the car and trotted over with his umbrella.

"President, you can go."

Zhou Yanchen did not move, but said slowly, "bring another umbrella."

Driver a Leng, saw eye Mo West dye, he quickly returned to the car, and took an umbrella.

The umbrella was handed to Zhou Yanchen, and Mo Xi ran Yu Guang caught a glimpse of his slender hand stretching the umbrella over his head.

Then, as soon as her arm tightened, the whole person fell in his direction.

"Ah A light call, the other side of the arm is a tight, she was half in his arms.

So close that she could smell the Cologne on him clearly.

"President, President?" With a cry of horror, he took her into the rain.

Opening the back door, Zhou Yanchen motioned her to get on the bus.

Mo Xiran pressed the door with both hands and said: "that, President, I..."

Before she finished, Zhou Yanchen had already frowned and lost patience.

Big palm pushed her, she can be called into the car.

Buttocks also pucker up to Zhou Yanchen, Mo West dye Leng for three seconds, quickly get up and sit.

Zhou Yanchen took his umbrella and sat in. It was hard to avoid being caught in the rain.

Mo Xi ran took out a tissue from her satchel and handed it to her respectfully: "president, please wipe it."

Glancing at her, he took it and wiped his shoulder.

The driver also got into the driver's seat, but didn't drive. He should have been waiting for Zhou Yanchen's instructions.

"To Santiago."

After Zhou Yanchen's words, the driver started the car.

Ah?

How to get to Santiago?

Mo Xi ran bit his lips and opened his mouth carefully: "well, President, if it's convenient for you, just put me at the subway entrance in front of you. Don't delay your meal."

Zhou Yanchen raised his lips and outlined a smile that turned all living beings upside down. "Do you want me to eat alone?"

Ah!

What does that mean?

Mo Xi Ran is stunned and looks at him in shock.

"President, what does the president mean?" She rubbed her hands and asked uncertainly.

Zhou Yanchen hated stupid women, and immediately pursed the corners of his lips without saying a word.

Mo Xi ran feels that he has been despised. It's really painful.

……

The black Bentley Champ stopped steadily at the entrance of Santiago.

This is the second time Mo Xi ran came, the first time is to give him a wallet.

The driver got out of the car and quickly came to respectfully open the door for Zhou Yanchen.

With a long leg, Zhou Yanchen got out of the car.

After finishing his clothes, he turned his head and looked at the man still sitting in the car, frowning, "not yet."

Mo West dye a Leng, embarrassed and shy, write all over the face.

Well, she thinks too much.

She thought she had to wait for someone else to open her car door to get out of the car. That's not always the way TV plays are played.

Of course, she never thought that this "other person" was Zhou Yanchen!

Back bag, Mo West dye push open the door down.

The rain has stopped and the air is fresh.

This time, without waiting for Zhou Yanchen to speak, she trotted over and stood beside him.

"President."

Zhou Yanchen's Phoenix eyes glanced at her contemptuously and walked into Shengdiya.

What!

Why do you bring her when you look down on her!

However, as soon as he entered into Santiago, moxiran's anger dissipated.

On the third floor, there are French windows.

Looking out from here, the most prosperous neon in Ancheng is close to the eye.

The waiter in the tuxedo smiles and opens the chair for moxiran.

In such an advanced place, moxiran is unavoidably uncomfortable.

When she and Zhou Yanchen sat down, the waiter respectfully presented the menu.

"Good evening, sir and miss. Please order."

A person in front of a meal list, Mo West dye see Zhou Yanchen slender fingers open meal list, she also followed open.

And then, with a gape.

Every dish is written in both Chinese and English. The key point is the price.

From the first page to the middle page, there is no one less than 1000 yuan.

Zhou Yanchen ordered the sirloin steak for her last time, so she didn't know that she had eaten thousands of pieces.

Zhou Yanchen, who had finished ordering, closed the menu and handed it to the waiter. Seeing that she hadn't ordered it, he asked in a deep voice, "is there anything to taste?"

Mo West dye closed the menu, embarrassed smile, "in fact, I'm not very hungry."Her words fall, Zhou Yanchen Mou immediately flashed displeasure.

Bite lip, Mo West dye can hard scalp say: "that I want a steak."

The waiter said with a smile, "well, miss, we have sirloin steak, filet mignon steak, rib eye steak, T-bone steak and so on. I don't know what kind of steak Miss wants?"

So much?

"Sirloin steak, I'll have it well done."

She really can't get used to the last medium rare.

For the first time, someone wanted to eat sirloin steak well done, and the waiter could not help but secretly hook the corner of his mouth.

It wasn't long before the waiter delivered their order.

Zhou Yanchen picked up the knife and fork, gracefully cut the steak into small pieces, and ate slowly.

Knowing the price of the steak, moxiran was a little hungry. Chewing the steak, she couldn't help looking at Zhou Yanchen.

"Well, President, I don't have so much cash with me. Can I..."

Before her words were finished, Zhou Yanchen's fierce and evil eyes swept over.

The male voice is gloomy, "eat and talk, choose one of the two!"

"Burp!"

Mouth has not yet swallowed the steak, Mo West dye was frightened, gaffed.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" With one hand over her mouth, she reached for the glass on the table with the other.

On the other side, Zhou Yanchen put down his knife and fork. His handsome face was comparable to Qingtie.