Mu Chengfeng is a frequent visitor to this club. He usually has lunch here, and sometimes he also comes here to handle business matters.
He was sitting in front of the window, and his handsome face had a cold and stern look when he was serious. With the light behind him, he looked like a Western god, giving people a sense of astonishment.
Ning Yazhi came in with the hot coffee ordered by the manager. She was stunned when she saw him, and the next moment she instinctively wanted to run away.
Stallion man!
Mr. Mu is a stud man.
If she had known it was him, she would never have agreed to this so-called advantage.
No, it's my first day at work today. Even if it's a part-time job, the salary is still very acceptable. Besides, it would be detrimental to my situation if I continue to be unemployed.
After An An got married, she had to pay for the house on her own. If she had known better, she wouldn't have been so courageous in refusing to live in An An's house.
She knocked hard on the door.
"Come in." The voice was low and sweet, with no emotion at all.
Mu Chengfeng waited for a long time without his usual cup of fragrant hot coffee. He put down the documents in his hands, looked up at the door, and asked indifferently: "Are you new here?"
He didn't recognize her! He breathed a sigh of relief.
With brisk steps, she put the coffee next to him and deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Sorry, sir, it's your coffee."
Mu Chengfeng picked up the coffee. He was keen and quickly felt that the waiter next to him relaxed slightly and made a move.
He asked coldly: "Do you want to leave??"
After listening to his words, Ning Yazhi felt her calves cramping slightly, and her heart panicked. She could hardly hold the tray in her hand and fell to the ground. She quickly picked it up.
She tried her best to calm down and smiled: "Mr. Mu, is there anything else you can do?" She avoided his knife-like gaze.
"Are you afraid of me?" He hit the nail on the head.
Ning Yazhi's smile froze slightly, feeling that this man's sensitivity was beyond her expectation and terrifying.
"Yes, Mr. Mu is busy, and I'm worried that staying here will disturb your work." She gave a perfect excuse.
Mu Chengfeng's lips twitched coldly, "You're afraid of me." He repeated.
"I don't."
"You didn't answer my question."
Ning Ya was stunned, not knowing what question he asked.
"Are you new here?" Mu Chengfeng had never seen this woman in the club before, but her clear and bright eyes gave him a familiar feeling, as if he had seen her somewhere.
"Yes." She felt a little guilty. He shouldn't have recognized her. Why was his eyes so sharp, as if he recognized her at a glance.
Sigh, why should she feel guilty? She didn't get her salary for those few days. He should be the one feeling guilty.
Mu Chengfeng looked at her expression sharply, and naturally did not miss the mocking look in her eyes.
How dare this woman mock him?
“The coffee tastes terrible.”
Ning Yazhi raised her eyes, waiting for his next instruction, secretly dissatisfied. He had never even tasted it, so how could he know whether the coffee was bad or not?
What's more, she thinks she is very good at making coffee. Even Yi Zinuo, who is so picky, praises the coffee she makes. This Mu Chengfeng seems to be looking for trouble.
"Bring the red wine." His tone was obviously very light, but there was an aura that no one could refuse. It was a kind of domineering king that showed in his bones.
The manager has already told Ning Yazhi that there is expensive red wine brought by Mu Chengfeng himself in this room.
"Which one do you want?" Ning Yazhi walked to the wine cabinet and asked.
"To adjust the atmosphere, which one do you want?"
"Red wine is more suitable for eating red meat, and white wine is suitable for eating seafood. Mr. Mu, if you ordered seafood today, you will want this bottle of French white wine from the 1980s."