Meng Jiao looked like she was being burned, her dark eyebrows were slightly clustered.
Turning his head again, the fire in Zhang Ming's eyes had disappeared!
Xiao Ming noticed something strange and asked thoughtfully: "How's it going? Are you okay?"
Meng Jiao shook her head, I'm fine.
Just as he was talking, someone knocked on the door outside, and his subordinate explained: "Master Zhang, the guests have arrived."
Zhang Ming picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, then leaned into the chair and said, "Okay, since the distinguished guest has arrived, let's invite him in."
After the words fell, the door opened.
Zhao Dong walked straight in from the outside. The moment he opened the door, he met someone's eyes!
A completely unexpected scene, why is Meng Jiao here?
Meng Jiao was the first to return to normal. When she looked away, her gaze fell on the table. Her face seemed calm, but her palms placed under the table suddenly clenched tightly!
Xiao Ming was the first to speak out, "Oh, so the guest Mr. Zhang wants to invite is Mr. Zhao?"
Now it was Zhang Ming's turn to be surprised, "Why, Director Xiao knows him too?"
Xiao Ming glanced at Meng Jiao, his eyes half-squinted and said, "Well, we met once!"
Zhang Ming shrugged, "Tianzhou is really small. You can meet acquaintances wherever you go."
"Director Xiao, I have something to discuss with this Mr. Zhao, how about...you guys step aside for a while?"
This can be regarded as a step up for Xiao Ming, so that he will not be unhappy with Zhao Dong later, and he is afraid that Xiao Ming will be caught in the middle.
The result was not what he expected. Xiao Ming looked at Meng Jiao's tense expression and suddenly shrugged: "No need, I haven't seen Mr. Zhao for a long time. It's just a good time to catch up on old times!"
While speaking, he picked up the drink on the side and handed it over, changing his name and saying, "Jiaojiao, would you like a drink?"
Meng Jiao looked as usual, handed over the drink cup cooperatively, and said softly, "Thank you."
Xiao Ming put down the drink bottle and suddenly said: "Wait a minute, there is a hair!"
As he spoke, he reached out to the tip of Meng Jiao's nose and gently twisted it, "Okay, let's eat."
Meng Jiao wanted to avoid it, but when she felt Zhao Dong's gaze, she thanked him, looking casual.
Xiao Ming smiled at Zhao Dong as if showing off.
Zhao Dong nodded, pulled out his chair and sat down in the empty seat. There was nothing strange the whole time.
Meng Jiao was right next to her, so close to each other, but the two of them didn't communicate at all, as if they were the most familiar strangers!
Zhang Ming observed the words and expressions throughout the process and suddenly discovered something interesting.
The next moment, Zhang Ming's voice suddenly broke the calm in the box, "You are Zhao Dong, right?"
Zhao Dong nodded, "Yes, it's me."
Zhang Ming smiled abruptly, "Did I let you sit down?"
With one sentence, Zhao Dong's situation instantly became a bit embarrassing!
Xiao Ming's movements while adding dishes paused slightly, and then returned to normal.
Meng Jiao didn't feel any strange the whole time. While lowering her head to eat the food, her palms under the table were clenched tighter and tighter!
Zhao Dong smiled, took out the cigarette case, took out another cigarette and lit it. When he threw the lighter on the table, Erlang also crossed his legs, "Then what are you going to do?"
A bit ridiculing, a bit joking, and a tough tone, he immediately took the initiative back!
Zhang Ming looked at him and suddenly smiled, "It's funny. I'm joking with you. Don't take it to heart."
Zhao Dong got straight to the point, "You have time to joke, I don't have time to joke with you."
"There are a lot of things going on outside, so let's not talk nonsense. I came here today just to ask you, what do you really want?"
There was a bodyguard in the box yelling, "Grandson, why are you talking to Mr. Zhang? Be polite!"
Zhao Dong sneered, "You're polite? I'm already polite enough. Do you want to see what it's like to be rude to me?"