My Peerless Beauty President

It's working time now, if Zhang Chenfeng runs away again, I'm afraid it will make Ye Zilin angry again.

Moreover, Zhang Chenfeng also thought of a fatal problem, that is, he forgot a very important thing yesterday afternoon, that is, he promised Ye Zilin to pick up Song Qiaoxi at four o'clock!

but……

Zhang Chenfeng fell asleep and fell asleep, completely forgetting about it.

But the worst thing is not this, the worst thing is that Ye Zilin never called him to tell him about it!

Then there is a great possibility that Ye Zilin is really angry, and very angry. Only when a person is extremely angry will he take the most calm measures.

The calm before the storm...

Such a word suddenly appeared in Zhang Chenfeng's mind, which made him shiver all over, and now he even began to think about whether he should go to the company.

Looking at the time on his phone, it was only eight o'clock in the morning, which was still early enough for him to have breakfast and then slowly pass by, but he suddenly felt that it was better not to go to work.

Anyway, if you get angry even once, it's better to get angry a few more times. Maybe when she suppresses to the lowest point, she will vent her anger to her employees.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chenfeng finally showed a smile on his face, shook his head happily, and then walked towards a breakfast shop.

This is a soup dumpling shop, and there are many students waiting outside with white plastic bags. It seems that the taste should be better, otherwise, the students would not waste so long waiting for the steamed stuffed buns.

When he came to the store, Zhang Chenfeng ordered two baskets of soup dumplings, another order of soy milk, and a tea egg.

Just as I sat down, before I could pick up my chopsticks, a woman's voice sounded next to my ear, "Is there anyone? Can I sit here?"

Zhang Chenfeng nodded and lowered his head to eat the soup dumpling. He was indeed a little hungry.

Seeing that Zhang Chenfeng didn't look at her, the woman smiled, put down the bag, then picked up the disposable chopsticks in the red chopstick cage, pulled out the package, and picked Zhang Chenfeng's soup bag.

"Ok?"

When the woman's chopsticks were just placed on the soup bag, Zhang Chenfeng's chopsticks suddenly pressed down on her chopsticks, and at the same time Zhang Chenfeng raised his head to look at the woman.

When seeing the face, Zhang Chenfeng froze for a moment.

"Why, it's been a long time since I saw you, and you don't know me anymore?"

Song Qiaoxi looked at Zhang Chenfeng with a smile.

Zhang Chenfeng looked to the side, and saw four bodyguards sitting on the table next to him, each with a soup bag in his hand, nodding to him.

"No, why are you eating here?"

Zhang Chenfeng was a little surprised. According to Song Qiaoxi's social status, how could she come to such a small restaurant for breakfast? At first glance, a shop with an investment of less than 20 yuan couldn't accommodate her big Buddha.

Song Qiaoxi shrugged, and looked at Zhang Chenfeng with a smile, "Why, can't I come here to eat? Someone let me go as a pigeon yesterday and doesn't want to have breakfast with me today, it seems that you will also feel guilty."

"..."

Zhang Chenfeng was stunned for a moment, then came to understand, it seems that Ye Zilin must have told the story yesterday and blamed him, otherwise how could Song Qiaoxi say such a thing.

Seeing Song Qiaoxi's sad eyes, Zhang Chenfeng coughed dryly, and said hastily: "Well, I suddenly fell ill yesterday, so I didn't... cough cough... I was too anxious to get sick at the time, you see, I didn't even have time to call Mr. Ye Explain the situation."

"Really?" Song Qiaoxi looked at Zhang Chenfeng resentfully and said, "But how did I hear yesterday that you agreed, and then ran away after you were going to pick me up, and didn't want to have dinner with us. Could it be that Zilin and I Is it the devil?"

This Nima...

Say even this!

Zhang Chenfeng is really convinced by Ye Zilin, he can say anything, and now he really has the feeling that even his bottoms/pants will be sold.

Zhang Chenfeng hurriedly said: "It's nothing, I was sick and uncomfortable yesterday, Mr. Song..."

"Call me Josh."

Song Qiaoxi corrected.

"Okay, Qiao Xi, how about it, you see what you like to eat, just eat it, how about I pay the bill, it's my treat for you."

"One meal is not enough."

Song Qiaoxi smiled slightly.

"Then you can say how many meals are enough, anyway, breakfast is enough."

After Zhang Chenfeng said this sentence, he regretted it again, why did he play tricks on others again?

Sure enough, at the moment when he regretted it, Song Qiaoxi said quietly, "Is 2 tons okay?"

If a year is calculated on the basis of 360 and five days, then 2 breakfasts will take exactly 60 years.

She doesn't expect to live a long life, but she hopes that God can let her and Zhang Chenfeng be together for 60 years. Being able to eat breakfast together for 60 years is the most romantic thing she can think of.

This sentence is tantamount to confessing.

But Song Qiaoxi was not shy, because she felt that some things should be spoken out boldly. Since Zhang Chenfeng was determined to be the magic dragon, Song Qiaoxi felt that she needed to confess.

Looking at Song Qiaoxi's fiery eyes, Zhang Chenfeng smiled wryly and said, "You have to eat more than 2 meals a day, do you eat once a second...Okay, let's see what you eat, or I'll give you a crab roe How about Bao, I haven’t eaten it before, just try it out.”

It's a pity that Zhang Chenfeng didn't succeed in changing the topic, and Song Qiaoxi said seriously: "Of course I don't eat it all in one day. I want to eat breakfast a day for 60 years."

Without waiting for Zhang Chenfeng to speak, Song Qiaoxi counted with her fingers like a little girl in first love.

"If you don't invite me one day in the middle, then you have to make it up to me. When the time comes, breakfast will be compensated for lunch and dinner. If this is the case, then you have to eat with me every day."

Song Qiaoxi seemed to have thought of the most beautiful thing, and suddenly looked at Zhang Chenfeng happily.

Zhang Chenfeng stretched out his right hand, and suddenly shook it under Song Qiaoxi's surprised gaze.

"what happened?"

Song Qiaoxi asked.

"President Song, are you okay?" Zhang Chenfeng said, "Are you rich people joking around like this? It really scared me to death."

"you……"

Song Qiaoxi cast a reproachful glance at Zhang Chenfeng, knowing that Zhang Chenfeng was pretending to be confused while pretending to understand.

She snorted, then took a bite of a soup bag with her chopsticks, but unexpectedly the soup inside was too hot, and instantly burned the skin of her mouth.

"what!"

Song Qiaoxi yelled, the soup dumpling fell on the table, and the four bodyguards beside him hurriedly stood up and looked at Song Qiaoxi.

Song Qiaoxi waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

This scene was seen by everyone around. They instantly knew that this beautiful woman had an unusual identity, and she even brought four bodyguards with her when she came out.

Isn't that man opposite...

Ok?

Hanging wire?

It's so fucking enviable!

There is such a rich woman chasing a hanging silk, many people wish to drag Zhang Chenfeng over and put themselves on top, it's a pity that the idea is good, but the reality is cruel.

Zhang Chenfeng looked at Song Qiaoxi, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"fine."

Song Qiaoxi shook her head, but covered her mouth with her hands, and looked at Zhang Chenfeng with tears in her eyes. She must have been scalded just now, so it still hurts a little.

Zhang Chenfeng punctured a soup dumpling with chopsticks and said, "Look, this soup dumpling has just come out of the pot, and the soup inside is still hot, you should pierce it to dissipate the heat inside before eating, or Get some vinegar, so you can eat it... Hey, hey, don't look at me, take your hand off, let me see what's going on?"