Author: Ye Shun

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.
To be continued...