Chen Qing gently tapped Myolie Wu’s head: “What are you thinking about?”

"What else can I think? Isn't it just a baby? He doesn't want to give me one hundred million - forget it, let's go up and have coffee!"

Chen Qing smiled with a pursed lips, with shyness and satisfaction on her face.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, there were quite a lot of people coming to the cafe to sit.

It is popular to drink afternoon tea in China, and coffee abroad is popular.

After coffee culture entered our country, it was gradually accepted by the Chinese people. Just as our tea culture was also accepted by foreign nobles, a good culture is inherently integrated.

"There are seats here!" Chen Qing pulled Myolie Wu for a moment.

Myolie Wu ignored her, looked for the man holding a red rose in her hand.

Sure enough, it's there!

The man was facing the door, afraid that those who came in would not see him!

The rose is not held in your hand, but is placed on a book on the table.

"Come on, Ah Qing, come here." Myolie Wu pulled Chen Qing and came to the opposite side of the man, pushing Chen Qing inside, so that she could prevent her from escaping suddenly.

Chen Qing was stunned and whispered: "There are people here!"

Myolie Wu said, "What are you afraid of? Can we eat him?"

"Are you okay? Xing'er? You won't fall in love with someone anymore, right?" Chen Qing giggled.

Myolie Wu gave her a blank look and sat down with a swagger.

The man was stunned and looked at them.

Myolie Wu said, "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?"

The man smiled awkwardly.

Chen Qing pushed Myolie Wu: "Let's change the place."

Myolie Wu didn't move.

The man asked uncertainly: "Sorry, are they Miss Hu and Miss Shen?"

Myolie Wu said: "Who are you?"

The man quickly got up and took out his business card in a hurry: "Hello, my name is Zhang Baogen, my mother is..."

"I didn't ask your mother's name! Sit down! I'm almost thirty years old, like I've never seen a woman, like a panic?" Myolie Wu glared at him.

Zhang Baogen sat down, scratched his head, looked at Myolie Wu, and then at Chen Qing. He felt that these two women were both full of magnificence. He wanted to take a few more glances, but he was afraid of being frivolous, so he looked at it with the light of his eyes.

"Xing'er, what's going on? Are you here to go on a blind date again?" Chen Qing asked in a low voice.

"Yes, it's for a blind date, but," Myolie Wu said, "It's you for a blind date. This was arranged by your mother for you. My aunt told me not to tell you before I came, for fear that you wouldn't agree. Now that my mission has been completed, it's your business next."

Chen Qing's pretty face was slightly cold, and she got up and wanted to leave.

Myolie Wu refused to give in and said, "I've come here. Anyway, I'm going to have a coffee, so why bother rushing to leave?"

Chen Qing said angrily: "Xing'er! I think you are your best friend, why don't you betray me?"

"Cough!" Myolie Wu said, "Don't be angry! Your mother is so sick. How heartbroken I felt after seeing it? Do you think I can refuse her request? She said in front of me, she said with tears in front of me that she will soon be alive, but she still has one thing to worry about, that is, she wants to hug her grandson! What can I do? If it were you, could you refuse?"

Chen Qing was stunned for a moment and sat down slowly.

Zhang Baogen asked: "Who two, which one is Chen Qing?"

Myolie Wu pointed at Chen Qing.

Zhang Baogen said in surprise: "Hello Miss Chen, my mother and your mother are colleagues!"

Myolie Wu said: "Do you know etiquette? Don't you order coffee first? Have you had to start chatting now? Aren't you embarrassed?"

Zhang Baogen repeatedly said: "Yes, yes, yes, what should I drink?"

Myolie Wu said: "Of course I've been drinking coffee here! Do you need to ask?"

Zhang Baogen was so angry that he lost his temper. He took the ordering menu on the table and asked, "What kind of coffee do you like to drink?"

Myolie Wu said, "Of course it's a latte! Do you still need to ask? Coffee without milk is so bitter, how can we drink it?"

Zhang Baogen didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he called the waiter and ordered two lattes and one American coffee.

Myolie Wu said: "You drink American style? Have you ever studied in the United States?"

"Yes, I stayed in the United States for a year and now I am a teacher in Huali."

"Oh, it's not bad, a cultural person! Professor!" Myolie Wu said, "Chen Qing, don't you think so?"

Chen Qing rolled her eyes and asked her to understand it by herself.

Myolie Wu smiled and said, "You two say something! Why are you talking? It doesn't matter if you don't like each other, just make friends! Are you all? Everyone is from the new era!"

Zhang Baogen slowly eliminated his nervousness and asked, "Where is Miss Chen?"

Chen Qing said lightly: "Mingjun Investment Company."

Zhang Baogen was moved and said, "I know this company, which is one of the largest investment companies in Shanghai."

"not bad."

"Ms. Chen is so young that she can join such a good investment company. She must be outstanding!" Zhang Baogen said, "Are you studying finance?"

"Yeah." Chen Qing said, "I went to college to finance management. Later I studied economics."

She didn't talk much, and asked and answered questions.

Even so, the elegance and intelligence she showed had completely conquered Zhang Baogen.

Myolie Wu asked, "Zhang Baogen, what major are you studying?"

Zhang Baogen said: "I studied literature in college."

Myolie Wu said: "Literature is good, can you write poetry?"

Zhang Baogen said: "I know a little bit."

Myolie Wu said: "Read one and listen to it! It's best to write it yourself! What a great opportunity to show it, don't you think? We Ah Qing also likes educated people the most!"

Chen Qing didn't say anything, picked up the coffee and took a sip.

After being encouraged, Zhang Baogen cleared his throat and initially used a very high tone, but was afraid of shocking the person next to him, so he lowered his voice and read:

"When I woke up in the morning

I especially want to lie in bed all day.

Reading. For a while, I wanted to give up this idea.

Later I looked at the rain outside the window.

No more force. Complete yourself

Leave it to this rainy morning.

Can I start over in this life?

Will you still make the same mistake that is unforgivable?

Yes, as long as there is a little chance, I will."

Myolie Wu and Shen Qing looked at each other, obviously not understanding what he was trying to express.

Zhang Baogen read from their expressions that he was embarrassed and incomprehensible.

He quickly explained: "Misty poetry is based on the inner spiritual world as the main object of expression, using artistic strategies and methods of overall image symbols and gradually inspiring intentions to conceal emotions, so that the poetry text is between expressing oneself and hiding oneself, presenting it as a vague and hazy poetic environment and inexplicable themes. Do you understand?"

Myolie Wu shook her head.

Chen Qing also shook her head.

"Are you a literature student?" Chen Qing said, "I have two poems here, please help me read them."

As he said that, Chen Qing opened the bag, took out a small notebook from it, opened it, and handed it to Zhang Baogen.

Zhang Baogen stood up, stretched out his hands to take it, read it once, and said in surprise: "Ms. Chen, did you write this? It's well written! These are two songs "Xijiang Yue", self-entering? These are the words you wrote for yourself? This word doesn't look like your style!"

Chen Qing said: "You only say, how about these two poems compared to the one you read just now?"
Chapter completed!