"Yes, otherwise we all go with you and provide you with support. I don't know what the situation is. We really don't want to see you suffer."
Hearing what her colleagues said, Nie Sangrou's face was filled with emotion, but she also said: "Don't worry about me, everyone, that person can't hurt me. I'm not that weak."
"I know you are not that weak, but we are still worried about you." The colleague shook his head, "Or you can choose a restaurant, which is the one we are going to. If you have any questions, we will go in and help you at any time."
"Yes, I think this is okay, just at the restaurant we all want to go to."
Seeing that her colleagues really cared about her, Nie Sangrou nodded.
She quickly caught up with the assistant and said with a smile: "I have a short lunch break and it is inconvenient to go elsewhere. Why not... let your president go to the Ark Restaurant in front.
I'll book a seat over there and wait for him to come over, okay?"
The assistant understood Nie Sangrou's precautions. He nodded and smiled and said, "Okay, I'll tell the president right now."
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When Zhang Wanlin found out that Nie Sangrou had requested to be at the Ark Restaurant, his expression turned very bad, and he snorted coldly: "You stinky girl, you are so careful.
I think Mo Shichen was tricked by her and doesn't really like her at all. How can such a girl compare to our Xiaoya."
driver:"……"
President, your filter is really thick.
Ark restaurant here.
Nie Sanrou chose a table very close to her colleagues.
After the colleagues placed their orders, they all pricked up their ears and stared at Nie Sanrou nervously.
They were all afraid that Nie Sanrou would be bullied.
Zhang Wanlin came in accompanied by his assistant.
When he walked into the restaurant, his face was full of disgust, as if Nie Sanrou couldn't get on the table and chose a particularly rubbish place.
"You are Nie Sanrou." Zhang Wanlin pulled out his chair and asked in an unfriendly tone.
Nie Sanrou nodded politely, "Yes, my surname is Nie."
"My surname is Zhang, and I am Zhang Yunya's father. You should know who our Zhang Yunya is, right?" Zhang Wanlin's tone was still bad.
Nie Sanrou really didn't like his tone.
At first she could endure it and say a few words to him in a gentle tone.
But at this moment, she couldn't bear it.
"I know, it's the young lady who wants to steal my boyfriend." Nie Sanrou's tone was not very good.
Zhang Wanlin looked at Nie Sanrou with great dissatisfaction, tapped the table with his fingers, and said angrily: "You are not worthy of Mo Shichen, you two should break up."
Nie Sanrou: "..."
Uncle, where does your proud tone come from?
Colleague Nie Sanrou: "..."
Uncle, do you think Nie Sanrou is fighting alone and wants to bully her hard?
"What, don't you want to break up?" Zhang Wanlin raised his eyes, with sarcasm in his eyes, "I've seen many women like you."
Nie Sanrou's lips twitched slightly, a woman like her?
What's wrong with her, is she such a woman?
"I will not break up. Mo Shichen and I have a very good relationship. You are not his father. I will not separate from him just because of your few words." Nie Sangrou's attitude was firm.
Zhang Wanlin sneered again and again, "Although I am not his father, I am an elder who watched him grow up. He will not disobey my words."
"Oh... He's just an elder, but he dictates his feelings. My uncle is really amazing." Nie Sanrou smiled lightly.