Zhang Ling softened after listening to Mr. Mi's expression.
Although Mr. Mi's appearance caused her a lot of trouble, the morning meeting did help her out.
Thinking about it this way, she was indeed a little too heartless.
Then she couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt in her heart.
She looked at Mr. Mi with a bit of regret and said:
"Okay. I can have lunch with you. However, please explain in advance that we are just having a meal together. Otherwise, I would rather leave now."
Mr. Mi was really thoughtful and thought of giving away the gift he had prepared before leaving.
But it felt like Zhang Ling had seen through his little thoughts.
Thinking about it carefully, it is indeed a bit inappropriate to give such an expensive gift to just a friend.
What's more, the other party is still a woman.
Naturally sensitive to gifts from men.
He could only smile calmly and say:
"Okay, it's up to you, we just have a simple lunch."
Mr. Mi thought that having the last lunch with his beloved woman before leaving would be a good memory.
Why should we expect too much?
Only then did Zhang Ling return to the western restaurant with Mr. Mi.
Mr. Mi did not book the venue this time, did not arrange special background music, and did not have that sad tone...
This time, she was obviously much more comfortable.
However, there was a gossipy colleague I knew in the distance who was supposed to finish eating and leave.
After seeing Zhang Ling follow Mr. Mi in again.
So he returned to his position and continued to pretend to eat.
Immediately afterwards, various rumors spread among colleagues.
The most common accusation is that Zhang Ling is the kind of bad woman who uses her body to gain excellent work results.
Because someone uncovered photos of Zhang Ling having dinner with Chen Jian and Li Xiang.
So it is not difficult to guess that she let Bie Shanliu get the cooperation case of Zhihua Technology.
What's more, even though Mr. Mi lost the opportunity to cooperate, he is still infatuated with Zhang Ling.
Because Mr. Mi looked at Zhang Ling's face like an infatuated man.
Of course, she couldn't see or hear these rumors right away.
They sat face to face at a table. Apart from a few simple greetings, the dull atmosphere made each other feel deeply depressed.
In order to ease the current atmosphere, she decided to take the initiative and joked:
"Mr. Mi, every time I see you I give people a different feeling. I wonder if you have a severe split personality? That's why you have multiple sides."
The knife and fork in Mr. Mi's hand seemed to be frozen. If she hadn't seen the people around her moving, she would have begun to suspect that time had stopped.
More than ten seconds passed.
The aura exuded by Mr. Mi made her feel suffocated.
Just like Xiao Xiami meets a peerless master in the Xianxia drama, if she doesn't leave and escape, she will probably die here.
She felt that Mr. Mi must find this question difficult to answer.
In other words, this question cannot be answered at all by Mr. Mi with his current personality.
Of course, there is another reason for waiting for an answer.
That is, no one in this world is willing to admit that they are sick.
It sometimes takes a lot of courage to admit that you are sick.
Even if you are really sick!
now.
Not far away, the accompaniment of the band ended, and Mr. Mi seemed to have come back to his senses, shook his head and said:
"The second quartet, the third measure, the second note, the cello should have raised another half tone..."
Mr. Mi mentioned more than ten mistakes in one breath.
It feels like he is a professional musician.
"Ah, you looked solemn for a long time, so that's why?" Mr. Mi's answer surprised Zhang Ling.
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Ling also felt something was wrong.
At this time, Mr. Mi gives the impression that he is a famous musician with international reputation.
Yes, even every cell in his body seemed to be restless because of the discordant note that had just appeared.
He questioned whether the performers were worthy of playing, and he was eager to give it a try, almost ready to fight.
If Zhang Ling hadn't held him back, Mr. Mi might have run over and started arguing with the performers.
Obviously, he did not answer her question, but explained a fact with practical actions.
He changed his personality again at this moment.
She didn't expect a plot that only existed in movies and TV series.
Now let her see it with her own eyes.
However, although Mr. Mi's personality has changed, he still knows Zhang Ling.
"I was impulsive. Zhang Ling, you seemed to have asked me a question just now. Sorry, I was distracted. Can you tell me again what you asked me?"
She was not surprised when he heard his words, as if she had already expected the result.
She even speculated that Mr. Mi's personality change was directly related to his proactive questioning.
Therefore, she did not dare to take risks by repeating the previous question and deliberately made excuses to answer:
"Ah, haha, it's nothing. In fact, what you just said can be regarded as an answer."
Because she remembered the personality switching in movies and TV shows, and was worried that because of the problem just now, it would be bad if he changed into a devil personality.
There was some confusion on Mr. Mi's face, but because of his subconscious trust in Zhang Ling, he still chose to accept Zhang Ling's answer.
During this period, the band in the western restaurant continued to play famous songs.
Mr. Mi listened to the performance of the current band and sometimes introduced relevant stories about the composer when the music was created;
Sometimes when he talks about rising, and sees Zhang Ling's explanations being confusing to him, he always finds a way to dance and dance.
Try to make her understand as much as possible about the joy of note combinations in music.
But most people still accuse the band of being too amateurish.
Like a master fortune teller, he can determine what the other person's main occupation is through the mistakes made by each member of the band.
For example, the man playing the cello must be a professional worker.
Because when he played the cello, he always played down a half tone.
Zhang Ling originally thought that Mr. Mi was just trying to make the language more interesting.
I deliberately said a few teasing words.
Seeing that Zhang Ling was a little suspicious of his guess, Mr. Mi deliberately called the foreman to ask.
The results are shockingly the same.
Of course, even if Mr. Mi guessed the occupations of two or three people in a row, he was correct.
Zhang Ling would not completely believe it either.
Because of the sudden "accidental encounter" with Mr. Mi and his careful arrangements during the previous meal together.
Zhang Ling does have reason to believe that everything Mr. Mi said was carefully arranged.
However, he is sensitive to music and can talk about relevant music theory knowledge.
This gave Zhang Ling reason to believe that Mr. Mi had indeed been professionally involved in this area.
She felt that if Mr. Mi became a composition teacher in college, he would be a good and conscientious teacher.
Because when he explained relevant professional knowledge, even a layperson with no foundation could understand her, and she would even be interested in joining him.
With great interest, she borrowed the violin and played a piece of music at will.
The sound produced by the violin was so unpleasant that in addition to attracting complaints from many restaurant diners, even she herself began to dislike herself for not being the one.
But Mr. Mi still praised her and said that she was very talented.
The first time I played a piece of music, more than a quarter of the notes were played correctly.
Is this a compliment to her?
She heard many people complaining and expressing doubts.
Of course, those complaints were probably more about the noise she made in public places.
She could only suppress the interest in her heart and stop disturbing the people.
When those gossipy colleagues took the opportunity to take intimate photos of Professor Mi while she was playing the violin.
And the intimate photos spread wildly among colleagues.
The reason why Zhang Ling interacted so closely with Mr. Mi was to compensate Mr. Mi for not signing a contract with the group in the morning.
Therefore, it is "completely confirmed" that Zhang Ling relies on her body to achieve outstanding performance.
People are so weird sometimes!
When you are jealous, you will always make crazy and malicious speculations about others.
Because of jealousy, more people, when they hear rumors, always use their mouths to describe what they think is the truth without thinking.
The meal finally ended with Mr. Mi’s masterful piano music.
What is the title of the song?
When Mr. Mi said it at that time, she clearly felt that she had listened carefully, and she also felt that she had indeed remembered it.
But what made her a little confused was that after she left the western restaurant and completely separated from Mr. Mi, her brain seemed to have shut down and she lost all the specific memories of the meal with Mr. Mi.
She only remembered that she and Mr. Mi had a meal and what they ate.
Go to work in the afternoon.
Bieshanliu followed Zhang Ling's instructions and continued to follow up on the cooperation case with Zhihua Technology.
Xiao Jin hurriedly came to her desk with a stack of documents in his arms.
"Vice President Zhang, did you listen to who said it?"
Zhang Ling looked at Xiao Jin Yixin's sad expression and guessed that the company was probably spreading the latest rumors about her.
"What did you hear?" she said deliberately pretending to be confused.
Because she learned to use the mentality of watching a theater to watch Xiao Jin's performance.
By the way, I would like to rate Xiao Jin’s performance again.
I'm afraid only she can experience this kind of fun.
"Someone took an intimate photo of you and Mr. Mi, and attached an intimate photo of you and Mr. Chen and Mr. Li of Zhihua Technology. He accused you of being a scumbag who always abandons you, and is a free-spirited woman. He said that you already have Chen.
Jian and Li thought about it, and shamelessly went public with Mr. Mi..."
Seeing Xiao Jin getting more and more excited as he talked, she continued to express surprise and anger in cooperation:
"What! Then they also said in a high profile that I am not worthy of the position of vice president, and strongly demanded that I take the blame and resign immediately."
Before Xiao Jin finished speaking, he was surprised to find that Zhang Ling had said everything she wanted to say.
She looked at Zhang Ling with a hint of admiration on her puzzled face and said:
"Vice President Zhang, haven't you heard the rumors? This..."
Zhang Ling said with a bit of sarcasm:
"They are also at their wits' end. They cannot defeat me in an honest way at work. So they can only use such dirty methods to create some baseless public opinion to discredit me and try to make me quit."
"Yes, yes! Vice President Zhang, you are right." Xiao Jin quickly agreed.
"It seems that I overestimated their ability, but they ridiculously underestimated my ability. Let's wait and see who among us has the last laugh?"
Zhang Ling's eyes revealed a relentless aura!
Although she, Zhang Ling, is not willing to target someone easily.
I was thinking of using means to make the gossipy Manager Ming go away.
Some people who are seeking death by dancing on the edge of the cliff can calm down a little.
Unexpectedly, some people would go even further and continue to commit suicide.
Then she is still willing to fulfill some people's wish to die.
Xiao Jin looked at Zhang Ling's frightening eyes and was so frightened that he took several steps back.
"Um...Vice President Zhang, are you okay?"
Zhang Ling saw Xiao Jin's careful look, then she put on a smile and said:
"It's okay. Bring me the photo you just mentioned."
She wanted to confirm whether the photo had been maliciously edited?
If it has been maliciously repaired, she can use this to directly call the police and let the police intervene to deal with these rumor makers.
Xiao Jin sent the photo to Zhang Ling with some trepidation.
After some technical inspection, it was discovered that the photo had not been retouched.
But there is one thing that makes Zhang Ling a little confused.
It stands to reason that the longer the distance between things is, the more blurry people's memories should be.
When seeing photos related to Chen Jian and Li Xiang, can her brain immediately recall what happened at that time?
I can even clearly remember every word and every action they said at that time.
On the contrary, when I saw the intimate scene in the photo of Mr. Mi teaching her playing the violin.
It's been less than two hours since this incident happened.
But she had no impression of the content in the photo.
Therefore, she is certain that the photo must have been artificially synthesized by someone who was interested.
She exhausted all known technical means to check, but could not find any trace of being synthesized in a later stage.
Strange!
Since the photo is real.
But why can't she remember her words and deeds at that time?
So she called Mr. Mi and tried to recall what happened at that time through the other person's words.
The call was connected but no one answered for a long time.
That afternoon, she was a little uneasy and called Mr. Mi no less than a hundred times.
As a result, there was still no answer, and in the end, I simply heard the reminder from the other party to hang up.
She vaguely felt that something was wrong with this matter.
It felt like I had fallen into a bigger trap.
But she doesn't know who is behind the scenes?
Li Xi!
The first person she eliminated was Li Xi.
Because Zhang Ling felt that Li Xi's IQ would never be able to arrange such a big situation.
A game that left her completely unable to remember what happened within two hours.
The phone rings.
When she saw that the caller was Li Xiang, she glanced at the time on the wall clock and saw that it was already off work.
Then I remembered that I had made an appointment to go to Chen Jian’s blind date.
Thinking that if there was a chance, she would tell Li Xiang what happened today and ask Li Xiang to help him think about what happened?
After a simple phone call, it was still early for Chen Jian to agree on a blind date, and Li Xiang planned to have a dinner together.
Zhang Ling agreed to meet Yan Yuan.
However, she did not inform Li Xiang in advance that Yan Yuan also wanted to go together.
Are you worried that Li Xiang will be angry because of this?
No!
Why should she care if Li Xiang would be angry?
So I stood alone at the door of the hotel where I had made an appointment, hesitating.
She is not struggling with this idea, which means that she has subconsciously fallen in love with Li Xiang.
That’s why I was concerned about Li Xiang’s true thoughts.
She was confused as to what reason she should use?
Let Li Xiang happily accept the fact that she called Yan Yuan.
Her shoulders felt like an electric shock, and then she heard that familiar voice in her ears.
"Hey, what are you doing? You're standing here waiting for me. You are my best sister and you treat me so well!"
She turned to look at Yan Yuan and said in a panic:
"I want to die! I was scared to death. Why did you come here?"
Yan Yuan looked at his watch and explained a little aggrievedly:
"I'm not late! You can see for yourself that I came five minutes earlier than the agreed time."
"Oh, indeed!" Zhang Ling also looked at her watch and said.
Yan Yuan grabbed her wrist and said impatiently:
"Let's go in quickly. Don't keep Li Xiang waiting."
Zhang Ling broke away and said hesitantly:
"Wait! I, I didn't tell Li that you would come. How can I explain this?"
Yan Yuan was stunned for a while and said with a smile:
"Let's go. Why are you thinking so much? Don't forget that you are Xiaodouzi's parents respectively. How can a family need so many reasons?"
While talking, Zhang Ling was grabbed by the wrist again by Yan Yuan and walked into the hotel.
