Unexpectedly, it was Wanwan who appeared in front of him.
Lu Wanwan pouted at him: "You left the document on the sofa and the maid found it and asked me what to do with it? I looked at it and found that this contract is quite valuable, so I gave it to you personally.
Sent."
Hearing this, Li Jingchen couldn't help but smile: "I've asked the driver to go back and pick it up."
"Obviously, your driver is not as fast as me." Lu Wanwan said, handing him the document in her hand: "Okay, the property returns to its original owner, and it's time for me to go to work."
As a result, Li Jingchen held her hands together, rubbed the smooth back of her hands with his slightly rough fingertips, and said, "Sit down for a while, just stay with me."
Lu Wanwan felt that he was trying to stay, not out of politeness, but because he really wanted her to stay.
She couldn't help but asked softly: "Is it because of them?" She was referring to the four women.
"Them?" Li Jingchen understood that she was referring to the three men, so he said "hmm".
"Okay." Lu Wanwan thought that he wanted a shield, and she really didn't like those women looking at him with sticky eyes, so she agreed to stay.
Li Jingchen's smile obviously deepened.
He held her wrist, even though the folder was still in Lu Wanwan's hand, that was two billion! Isn't it as important as that woman's hand?
Customers can't help but think.
They looked at Lu Wanwan curiously and asked Li Jingchen, "Mr. Li, who is this?"
Li Jingchen led Lu Wanwan, sat down beside him, and said to them: "Let me introduce her as my lover."
spouse?
The customers opened their eyes wide, and after coming back to their senses, they all gave Lu Wanwan a polite smile. One of them even stood up and wanted to shake Lu Wanwan's hand.
If the person coming is Li Jingchen's mistress or lover, they don't need to be so solemn at all.
Lu Wanwan used the hand that was not caught by Li Jingchen to shake hands with him politely.
After the man sat down, he said to the colleague next to him: "Mr. Zheng, it seems that your efforts have been in vain. His wife is here, and the 'beauty trap' you arranged does not work."
"Shut up, you."
The man known as "Mr. Zheng" was hugging the beauty beside him and glared at his colleagues with a somewhat ugly look on his face.
At the same time, Li Jingchen was handing the recipe to Lu Wanwan and asked softly: "Any more?"
Lu Wanwan shook his head and said that he was very full at home.
"How about a glass of water?"
Li Jingchen pushed his tea cup to her again as if no one else was watching.
Lu Wanwan pursed his lips and found that he was a little thirsty, so he picked up the tea cup as gently as possible and drank.
When I glanced out of the corner of my eye, I saw the men and women at the table looking at them with unclear meaning.
Lu Wanwan put down his tea cup and said to Li Jingchen, "Don't worry about me. I can take care of myself."
Li Jingchen only noticed the faint water stains on her lips.
He couldn't help but raise his head and wipe it away with his fingertips.
This scene made other people feel like they were "blinded".
That "Mr. Zheng" looked at Lu Wanwan, then at the four bartenders he had specially found, and suddenly understood what the difference between clouds and mud meant. Look at the gentle temperament of his wife, how could she be a pheasant?
Can it be compared?
"Okay, you'd better get down to business quickly." Although Lu Wanwan stayed here to serve as a shield for Li Jingchen, she couldn't stand him serving tea and water like this, which seemed like he was henpecked.
"Yeah." After Li Jingchen smiled slightly, he took the folder from her hand and put it on the turntable glass of the dining table. Then he turned it gently with his hand, and the rotating glass took the file with it and slowly turned it to the three customers.