On noon, the sun shines slightly.

The car was winding around and finally stopped next to a street at the junction of the old and new urban areas.

Director Gao took them to a private restaurant.

Audi and Bentley arrived one after another. After Zhimian got off the car, he put on his suit jacket and saw the man getting off from Bentley in a blink of an eye.

Duan Zhuo's eyes also fell on her.

It was pitch black and deep, as if it was about to peek into something from her.

He seemed to be in a bad mood after seeing it.

But why isn't it? She doesn't know why, and it has nothing to do with her.

Zhimian withdrew his gaze and looked at Director Gao, who made a gesture of invitation, "Teacher Zhiqiu, Mr. Duan, let's go in."

Zhimian nodded and walked into the restaurant with him.

Cheng Li, who followed the last, glanced at Duan Zhuo's face and knew everything in his heart.

On the way to the restaurant just now, Duan Zhuo didn't laugh when he sat in the car. As a result, he didn't dare to disturb him for a year. Now he finally saw Miss Zhi and couldn't even say a word. Can he laugh?

Cheng Li sighed secretly in his heart.

After arriving at the restaurant, the waiter led them to the private room. The environment inside was elegant. There was a large round table in front of a landscape mural, and three people were enough to sit.

Director Gao asked the two to sit down. After Zhimian sat down, Duan Zhuo pulled away the chairs next to her, and sat down.

The waiter delivered the menu, and Director Gao asked the two to order the dishes.

"This private dish is very low-key, but the taste is very good. I also accidentally discovered it before and I usually come to this small gathering with friends," said Director Gao.

Zhimian was not used to ordering dishes on such occasions, so he said, "Director Gao, you must know the dishes here more. Let you come, you must order better than me."

"That's fine, then does the teacher have any taboos?"

"I can do it."

Director Gao ordered a few words and asked Duan Zhuo. Duan Zhuo overturned the menu, added a few words, and finally said, "Let's get another glutinous rice crystal piece."

"Warm or ice?" the waiter asked.

Duan Zhuo thought for a moment, his eyes swept down Zhimian, "Be warm."

The waiter nodded and finally left the box with the menu.

While waiting for the dishes, Director Gao asked: "Teacher Yimi Zhiqiu, according to the contract, you submitted the manuscript at the end of this month, and there are almost two weeks left. So should you make an appointment with Mr. Duan and have a deeper understanding of his training life?"

Zhimian hesitated for a while, "Mr. Duan should be very busy in training. In fact, I just need to check the information about Mr. Duan on the Internet. There should be a lot on the Internet."

And she didn't know how he trained normally, and had been watching it for so many years.

When Duan Zhuo heard this, he put his hands on the table playing with his cell phone and leaned back: "I am really busy with training."

The next moment, the man changed his voice: "But since I signed a contract with Teacher Yimu Zhiqiu, I will definitely take time to cooperate with her work. I welcome the teacher to visit my training at our club. This way I see it with my own eyes is definitely better than the information on the Internet, right?"

“…”

Zhimian turned his head and met his gaze, and saw that the corners of his lips were extremely shallow.

After a while, she smiled brightly: "Since Mr. Duan has time, I should be here to cooperate with you."

He nodded, "Of course it's best."

“…”

Director Gao vaguely sensed the subtle atmosphere between the two, but he also saw through it and didn't say it out loud.

The dishes were served one after another. Zhimian had been hungry for a morning and was so hungry that he was dizzy. However, Director Gao had not yet moved his chopsticks and was still talking to her about the cooperation case with great interest. She didn't dare to move the chopsticks by herself, so she could only smile and agree.

"Teacher, I think the style of the animation design this time is better to have a brighter style, and it is best to freeze every frame..."

"Well, you're right."

"When you can talk to our animation teacher..."

"Yeah OK."

"I have watched a few very good animation advertisements during this period, and I found that they have a common feature..."

Zhimian nodded and agreed to three consecutive games.

Director Gao wanted to say something else, but suddenly a lazy and dragging male voice sounded next to him, interrupting him:

"Director Gao, let's have a meal first, it's not too late to talk after the meal."

Zhimian turned his head and saw Duan Zhuo holding chopsticks, almost writing the word "hungry" on his face.

Director Gao smiled apologetically and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes, I'm having a lot of fun chatting, so let's have a meal first..."

The dishes served on the table are hearty.

The clam oyster soup is delicious and paired with scallion oil to enhance the aroma; imported beef ribs from Australia are cooked with red wine, and the fruit wood aroma is rich; dry fried Antarctic ice fish is crispy and delicious; there are also pineapple, corn kernels, silver cod, and pine nuts, which are full of gold and jade, fresh and relieve greasy...

Zhimian likes the taste of this store very much.

She ate it and found that every once in a while, her favorite dishes would always turn to her. She found that it was Duan Zhuo on the turntable, but the other party seemed to just turn the dish she wanted to eat to him, and pinched a little, without looking in her direction at all.

Zhimian didn't think too much, so he continued to enjoy the delicious food.

After a while, the waiter brought two more dishes, one of which was a burnt glutinous rice crystal slice.

Duan Zhuo and Director Gao both scooped a small bowl, and finally Duan Zhuo turned the bowl of dessert to her and coughed slightly: "The round zi tastes pretty good."

Zhimian heard the sound and met his gaze.

Is he talking to her?

She was stunned for a moment. Director Gao understood and smiled and agreed: "Mr. Duan knows that girls like desserts. Teacher, please try it?"

Duan Zhuo looked at Zhimian, and the latter bent his lips and declined, "It's okay, I don't like eating this very much."

She ate glutinous rice some time ago and had a stomachache at that time. Now she is a little scared when she sees this.

Duan Zhuo looked calm, lowered his head and stirred the round pieces in his bowl, licked the back teeth, and stopped talking.

...

The meal ended and the fruit plate was finally served. Director Gao and Duan Zhuo chatted about some investment matters. Zhimian, who was beside him, suddenly received a reply from his graduation thesis supervisor.

[I'm in the office now, you can come as soon as possible, there will be classes at 3:30 pm.]

Before dinner, Zhimian sent a message to ask the teacher when he could find the other party and determine the topic of the paper.

She looked at the time and found that it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon after a meal.

Time was a little tight, so she spoke and inserted the conversation between the two men: "Director Gao, sorry, there is something going on in the school, I almost have to go back now."

"Okay, then we're almost here. Waiter, check out."

After Director Gao settled the account, the three of them walked out and arrived at the restaurant door. Director Gao said to Zhimian: "Teacher, will I send my secretary to you?"

"It's okay, it's very convenient for me to take the bus."

She refused a few times, and Director Gao no longer insisted: "That's fine, then we can contact us at any time. If you have any design problems, please contact me."

Zhimian shook hands with Director Gao and said goodbye, and finally nodded politely with Duan Zhuo and left here.

Zhimian knows this place relatively well. In the past, when she was on the first high of Lincheng, she would pass by this road when she took a private car.

She walked towards the bus stop and once again felt that such a life was too inconvenient.

When she came to Smiya Company this morning by subway, she sent a message to Liang Zhiyi complaining that she was too tired to take the subway. The other party suddenly asked, why didn't she buy a car by herself?

"Although you are only a senior, you have made money now. It is so convenient to buy a scooter with some money or a loan. You can squeeze in subways and buses every day. How tiring it is."

Zhimian suddenly felt that it was really convenient to have a car.

When she was a freshman, she actually wanted to take the driver's license in case of emergency. At that time, Duan Zhuo thought it didn't matter whether she took the exam or not. He could arrange for a driver to pick him up wherever she wanted to go. And sometimes she could not react when driving, and he was afraid that she would be in danger.

Fortunately, she still insisted on herself and felt that it would be no harm to have one more certificate, so she went to the exam.

Think about it now, can you really consider buying a car?

Zhimian turned a corner and reached another street, and found the bus stop.

Passing by bus No. 5 of C, she happened to drive to the station. She got into the car directly, and after swiping the card, she walked to the back seat.

As soon as she sat down, the ringtone of her cell phone rang.

I picked it up and saw it was Duan Zhuo.

What did he call?

Zhimian thought it might be a business, so he took it off and said, "Hey."

The man's faint voice came from the other end: "Aren't you going back to school?"

He said nonsensely, Zhimian didn't understand, "What's wrong?"

"Your bus is driving to the suburbs of the city, and you haven't passed by C-University."

Zhimian was stunned and looked up at the route map next to him. He found that the car was not heading to C. In a daze, he guessed her doubts on the other end of the phone, "This car has changed its route a long time ago, don't you know?"
To be continued...