Sensual Novelist and President of Zhuiwen

Chapter 58

The CEO felt his sword was on the verge of breaking out, and felt that there was a green grassland above his head, so he rushed to the table of the two of them in one breath, and then sat down.

Yu Wenke was so frightened that the chicken wings dropped from his hands.

"Boss...President?" Who can tell him what is going on with the president's particularly eye-catching outfit?

Such a trendy hairstyle, but it is matched with a suit and leather shoes?The president I saw in the afternoon hasn't dyed his hair yet!

Originally, Zhang Chengjun was so handsome and sunny, sitting here was enough to attract the attention of passers-by. If the president sat down like this again, Yu Wenke felt that he might not be able to eat this meal.

Putting down the Coke in the other hand, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, and asked the CEO:

"How did you come?"

"Eat!" The president didn't dislike Yu Liberal Arts at all, took the Coke he had just put down, drank a couple of sips, then put it down, hiccupped, feeling a little choked...

"Boss, let's order more dishes." Regardless of the surprised gazes of the two, the president reached out and asked the boss for the menu.

When the boss handed over the menu, the president began to draw with a pen, and asked Yu Wenke:

"Do you have anything to eat?"

"Already...already ordered." Why does the CEO want to eat this kind of roadside stall with them?Yu Wenke felt that it was too unreal!There must be a deviation in his cognition, or the president's hairstyle has affected his IQ.

"Oh." The president called the boss again, handed back the ordered menu, and then sat and waited for the food to arrive.

The president looked around, even shaking his legs, and his personality took a 180-degree turn.

Yu Wenke looked at Zhang Chengjun with doubts written all over his face.Zhang Chengjun just shrugged, indicating that he didn't know anything.

After looking around, the CEO took out his mobile phone and began to search on Zhihu Baidu Post Bar, how can one be considered a young puppy!

That Zhang Chengjun seems to be 23 this year, five years younger than him.

Hmm... But five years ago, the president didn't wear hip-hop clothes anymore, oh!He needs to get his ears pierced.

Black stud earrings should be cooler, Yu Wenke might like it.

As for Little Huya, he can't fix that thing, so forget it.

Want to be cheerful?Want to laugh?Post more selfies, travel more?Be easy-going.

It's a bit difficult, come on a little bit.

The most important thing is to shorten the distance with the liberal arts.

He needs to know more about what he likes in liberal arts, and common interests and topics can be cultivated.

Bai Feiyu told him that he should not stare too closely at people, but must create a private space.Otherwise, Yu Wenke would dislike him, and the distance handled by Zhang Chengjun is just right.

Depend on!How did he know how Zhang Chengjun grasped this distance!

Obviously, I haven't known Yu Wenke for as long as him, so why does Yu Wenke like playing with him so much?

The president felt that he had to reflect on himself, and he would surely succeed with the energy he had in starting the company.

The president is full of energy, but Yu Wenke is flustered.

Especially when he returned from the shooting location to the president's office the next day, he was so shocked that he didn't know what to say!

Is the guy at the desk wearing sneakers, sweatpants and a white T-shirt really the CEO?

Why is there a stud on the left ear?

He just went out a little earlier than the president in the morning, because Zhang Chengjun came to pick him up.

Where did the president find the time to get his ears pierced!

"Why did you come back so soon?" Seeing Yu Wenke come in, the president looked away from the computer.

Now Yu Wenke's expression couldn't help but look even more unbearable. Why did the president look like he was ten years younger with such a happy face?

"Me, that. Their crew was filming the location in the afternoon, so I thought about it and decided not to go with them to avoid trouble. It just so happened that I had some inspiration for the new article, so I came back to write the article."

"Well, then you can write."

"Oh." Yu Wenke sat where he was before and turned on the computer.

At this time, the president suddenly stood up and asked him:

"Coffee or milk, which one do you prefer?"

"Milk?"

"Okay, three points sweet?"

"???" What kind of medicine is sold in the CEO's gourd!Yu Wenke was flustered, but still nodded stiffly.

Then the president went out.

Yu Wenke would never have thought that the president would go downstairs to the coffee shop downstairs to buy milk and brought him a dessert by the way.

"Snacks before meals, lunch might be a little later today." The president was so considerate that he almost fed Yu Wenke himself.

"I, I'll go to the toilet, we'll talk when I come back!" Yu Wenke stood up in fright and ran outside.

Mom!Who can give him an explanation?

Big face, big face!

Yu Wenke panicked and called Dalian, but it took a while for the other end to answer.

"Hey! Big face! Emergency rescue!"

"It can be seen that you are in a hurry. You usually send WeChat directly." Wang Yumo is not too busy.

"I really have something very important! You know! The president actually changed his hairstyle and dyed his hair! Not only did he change his dressing style, he even got his ears pierced. I was a little flustered." Yu Wenke Biting his fingernails, he still couldn't understand why the president's personality took a 180-degree turn.

He felt that life was too magical. Since he met the president, every day was like acting in a TV series.

"enmmmm... are you serious?" Wang Yumo sounded a little disbelieving.

"real!"

"No picture, no truth."

"I'll take pictures for you later!" Yu Wenke said immediately after finishing speaking, "The point is not this, the point is that you don't think the president is suspicious? Just now, you went downstairs to buy me milk and small cakes. This... Is that any different from chasing girls?"

"Oh, I thought you didn't know. It's good that you know." Wang Yumo's tone was cold, and he had the urge to hang up the phone.

"Why did you react like this? I'm really flustered!"

"Why are you panicking? It doesn't matter if you really don't like the president. Your panic shows that you mind. I really don't understand. The president is not only handsome and rich, but also blind. Why are you still I'm not satisfied, and I still have to call to waste my time. I won't tell you, it's hard work."

"Hello? Big face? Wang Yumo?"

...Why did the former childhood think he was hypocritical?Yu Wenke felt that he was not being hypocritical, it was just that the president was so different all of a sudden that he couldn't get used to it!

What this kind of rich man likes to do most is to play with other people's feelings, just like the male protagonist in his sand sculpture romance novel, scumbag and cheap.

Therefore, it is better for him to be more on guard against the president, so as not to suffer in the future.

Yu Wenke straightened out his mood outside, patted his face, and felt that the road was open again.

When the president feels boring and boring, it will no longer be like this, perfect.

"Watch a movie together after get off work?"

As soon as Yu Wenke returned to the office, the CEO asked him with his mobile phone.

Yu Wenke hadn't thought of how to answer this, so the president tapped his phone and said:

"I booked a ticket for [-]:[-] p.m., Lai Qing's new movie, you know, playing the role of the second boy of Little Sweetheart."

"???" Why did you take him to the movies!And it seems that the president should have already booked a ticket, right?Surely he couldn't refuse anymore.

Boo!

"Okay." He couldn't resist.

"After watching the movie, go back at about eight or nine o'clock, how about having a hot pot together?"

"..." Is the president the kind of person who can eat hot pot?

"Should I go to the store to eat or buy something and cook it myself? If I go back and cook it myself, will it be too late at that time? Are you going to the production team early tomorrow morning?"

"!!" Why was the president so considerate of his feelings?

"I'll drive you off tomorrow morning. Don't bother Zhang Chengjun anymore. He's busy too. Do you think it's okay?" The president put down his phone and sincerely asked Yu Wenke for his opinion.